Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 277: Power will flow to the wrong people

"Harley."

Dumbledore gave a slight reminder.

"Sorry, I couldn't control my emotions for a moment."

Harry said this, but she had no intention of stopping.

Her emotions were due not only to her being a cheap godfather, but also because this was the easiest step in all the processes of dealing with Voldemort's Horcruxes.

After Sirius was released, Harry could go to her godfather's house with good reason.

Then he got one of Voldemort's Horcruxes from the Black family's house-elf.

But now, something went wrong at the first step.

This made it really hard for Harry to be in a good mood.

The dragon and phoenix transformed from the magic wand obeyed her will, emerged from her body, and stood on her shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

After they let out a cry that sounded like cheering, they successfully connected with Harley's magic and mental power.

With their amplification, Harley's power, fueled by anger, seemed even more terrifying.

Fudge and Umbridge were almost on their hands and knees.

Although Kingsley, who was behind them, felt a little uncomfortable, he seemed to have gradually begun to adapt to Harry's pressure.

He even had the energy to look up at Dumbledore, asking him with his eyes whether he needed to take action.

Dumbledore shook his head almost imperceptibly.

"I just can't understand how such a simple thing could be screwed up."

Harry looked down at Fudge.

He entered Azkaban as the highest official in the British wizarding world and announced to Sirius that he was innocent, and he would be released after the process was completed.

Is this a difficult thing to do?

What on earth did this idiot do to make Sirius, who was about to be released from prison, choose to escape?

Fudge did not reply.

Big drops of sweat dripped from his face onto the floor, and he looked like he had been fished out of the water.

But it wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but in this state, he simply couldn't open his mouth.

"Harry, maybe you need to let Fudge go so he can answer your questions."

Dumbledore said softly.

"And I think he should have realized his mistake."

Harry glanced at Dumbledore, then turned back to Fudge.

"hope so."

She took back her power.

However, the two little creatures still stayed on Harry's shoulders, staring at everyone present vigilantly.

After Harry withdrew his strength, Fudge staggered and fell to the ground, gasping for breath with his mouth open.

But Umbridge next to him was much better, at least she didn't fall down on the spot.

Kingsley was in the best condition among the three, but his breathing had become much more rapid, but he has now almost adjusted himself.

As for Dumbledore, the headmaster himself was essentially the same as he had been at the beginning.

At this moment, Harry really realized how weak Fudge was.

Umbridge, who can only be a villain boss by relying on the orders of the Ministry of Magic and whose real magical ability is not even half of the average level of Hogwarts teachers, actually performed better than him.

How did a guy like this, who is not good at his job and has poor fighting skills, become the Minister of Magic?

Could it be another result of a compromise among various forces?

Harry couldn't help but think of the tradition of bringing British politics.

At this moment, the principal probably felt that if he continued to talk about Fudge while standing, he would most likely have to kneel down again, so he waved his hand and summoned a few chairs for everyone.

Harry didn't hesitate and sat on it directly.

"Okay, now tell me what you did to allow Sirius to escape from prison at this juncture."

She asked as she looked at Fudge who was slowly getting up from the ground.

Fudge stood trembling in front of Harry, wiping the sweat from his face with a dirty handkerchief.

He originally wanted to seek Dumbledore's help on this trip.

And see if he can find Harley to get some popularity to serve as a buffer for the various problems that will be caused by Blake's prison break.

But I didn't expect that this little wizard who had just entered school would be so terrifying.

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have come.

Fudge was frightened and was thinking rapidly about how to pass the blame.

It was not until Harry became impatient that he spoke hesitantly:
"Today...this morning, I was planning to go to Azkaban to announce to Mr. Black the news that he would be acquitted soon."

He spoke the first few sentences with difficulty, but became more and more fluent as he spoke later.

It's like I've figured out how to shirk responsibility.

"But Umbridge reminded me that Peter Pettigrew's testimony mentioned that they were illegal Animagus, and they could use this to blackmail him..."

Animagus is a wizard who can transform into an animal.

Since human body transformation is a highly difficult and dangerous magic, transforming into an animal can avoid most magical detection.

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic has enacted legislation requiring that all Animagus be registered.

Professor McGonagall is a registered Animagus, so she can transform into a cat in front of her students.

But Blake, Peter, and Harry's father James are illegal.

"Mr. Minister, I am only reminding you that they are illegal Animagus and need to be registered."

Before Fudge could finish, Umbridge interrupted him.

She now fully realized how terrifying Harry was, so how could she let Fudge put the blame on her?
"It was you who suggested it, saying that the Black family was an ancient family with a great deal of wealth."

Fudge glared at the woman who had betrayed him.

If it weren't for Umbridge's suggestion, how could he have promoted her to Deputy Minister of Magic?

"I said this only to show that the Black family could pay the fine. Who would have thought that you would go directly to Azkaban to threaten him?"

' Umbridge shrieked.

"My speeches are all recorded in the Ministry of Magic. You can check if you don't believe me."

She turned to look at Harry and continued to defend herself in an extremely sweet and flattering tone.

Obviously she had already prepared to take herself out.

"I was just doing my job as a secretary: advising the Minister of Magic. But I had no idea he would make this decision."

"If I had thought about it, as a qualified employee of the Ministry of Magic, I would have stopped the Minister from committing such illegal acts."

As she spoke, Umbridge squeezed out a few tears to express her regret.

"You bitch."

Fudge couldn't help cursing.

"The record is just words. Your tone at the time clearly meant something else."

"Shut up."

Harry uttered two words lightly.

The voice was very soft, but both Fudge and Umbridge shut their mouths instantly.

"I don't care whose problem it is between you two, explain things to me now."

"……Yes."

Fudge replied in a low voice.

Then he began to tell Harry what happened this morning.

After Harley stripped away his argument that contained too many excuses for himself, she finally got the truth of what happened.

After seeing Peter Pettigrew and his testimony, Fudge was not satisfied with just taking the credit for correcting his predecessor's mistakes.

And it just so happens that Sirius, the illegal Animagus, is the old money of the Black family.

This reminds me of the previous friendly cooperation with the Malfoy family.

Fudge was moved.

He took advantage of the time and went to Azkaban to meet Black early this morning before Pettigrew's trial was publicly held.

Fudge did not mention the news that Peter Pettigrew had been arrested and Black would be released from prison soon.

He just said that according to the Ministry of Magic's investigation, there might be other hidden stories behind the incident.

As long as Blake is willing to support it, he will do his best to investigate this matter.

Then, inadvertently, Fudge revealed his knowledge of Black and Peter being an Animagus as proof.

At the same time, in order to reduce Blake's thinking time, Fudge also showed him a newspaper.

"What newspaper?"

Harry asked.

"I think it should be this one."

Dumbledore pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet from a pile of letters on the side.

In the newspaper was a headline Harry had seen before: The Savior or the Second Dark Lord?
"I see."

Harry instantly understood the situation of her godfather.

The discovery of his Animagus by the Ministry of Magic meant that he was about to lose the only means by which he could survive in prison.

Then he suddenly saw the news that his goddaughter had inexplicably gone to Slytherin House.

So Harry, the godfather from Gryffindor, immediately made a decision that suited his temperament: escape from prison.

As for the current situation, it was probably old Deng's idea.

When Fudge got the news, he found that the situation was out of control, so he hurried over to ask Dumbledore for help.

Snape and Dumbledore did not expect Fudge to do this, so they misunderstood his previous trip to Azkaban and the purpose of this visit.

So I got wrong information.

When Old Deng learned about the current situation, he probably thought he could use it to test himself.

So he gave up the idea of ​​cleaning up Fudge's mess and instead followed the original plan and let Snape bring him over.

Harry gradually figured out the whole story.

However, Harry's silence made the atmosphere in the room somewhat tormented.

Fudge and Umbridge were neither able to stand nor sit, they looked like primary school students being caught by their teacher.

"Harley, maybe we should consider how to solve our current problem?"

Silence was not what Dumbledore wanted to see.

Dumbledore's words earned him a grateful look from Fudge, but of course he himself didn't pay any attention to it.

"Solve it, why do we need to solve it?"

Harley said nonchalantly.

"A hero who was wrongfully imprisoned finally decided to gain his freedom through his own means today. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Fudge opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

Dumbledore sighed and spoke for Fudge:

"It's not legal anyway."

"legitimate?"

Harry sneered deliberately.

"If laws need to be obeyed, guys like Malfoy wouldn't be able to get away with it."

Old Deng, aren't you trying to test me? Then I'll give you a result now.

I just don’t know whether you can accept this result.

"It's not the same thing."

Fudge said aggrievedly.

"That's the same thing, don't you, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Harry stared at Dumbledore.

The premonition that Dumbledore had had since Harry was sorted into Slytherin finally came true.

But he wasn't happy at all.

The wizarding world can no longer stand another Tom.

"Harry, Malfoy wasn't tried because of insufficient evidence."

Dumbledore certainly knew that this reason was far-fetched, but it was the only way he could defend the Ministry of Magic.

To be honest, he also thought that the Ministry of Magic had done something wrong.

But he could only tolerate these insects tossing around on it.

"Insufficient evidence? From what I understand, isn't the evidence quite sufficient?"

Harley said in a mocking tone.

"Don't those golden pieces of evidence seem to be burying the trial bench?"

She had no idea how much Malfoy had given.

But in that situation, it would be impossible to escape liquidation without giving a share to the bigwigs in the Ministry of Magic.

Sure enough, when Harry mentioned this, Fudge's face sweated even more.

Although he was not the one who presided over the trial of Malfoy, there was no doubt that he had a share of the spoils.

Not to mention the various overtures from the Malfoy family after he became Minister...

Next to Fudge, Umbridge was feeling relieved that Harry didn't pursue her.

She even wanted to speak out loud and reveal more internal information of the Ministry of Magic to Harry.

——Anyway, what happened back then had nothing to do with her. She wasn’t at that level at the time and wasn’t worthy.

Dumbledore didn't know how to continue.

The corruption problem in the Ministry of Magic is one of those things that cannot be justified.

"Harley, what we need to deal with now is Blake's problem."

Kingsley, who had been silent, spoke up.

Speaking out at this time not only helped Dumbledore out of the predicament, but also earned Fudge's grateful gaze, killing two birds with one stone.

"We all hope to clear his name, but if this continues, if the news gets out, Blake will be in trouble."

Kingsley tried his best to express the idea that he and Harry were on the same side.

"I suppose you would also prefer Blake to live in the sunshine?"

"I have to remind you something."

Harley leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs.

She reeks of a mafia godmother, and there's almost a cigar lying on the side.

"If the news leaks out, the one in the most trouble will not be Black, but your Ministry of Magic."

Kingsley's expression changed slightly, and it was obvious that he had realized this a long time ago.

And Fudge still had a confused look on his face, as if his IQ had been reset to zero.

Harley was kind enough to explain to the stupid minister.

"If it gets out, will your Ministry of Magic deal with Black?"

Before anyone could answer, Harley continued.

Or rather, she didn't want to answer at all.

"Of course it must be dealt with, and it must be dealt with seriously, otherwise the dignity of the Ministry of Magic will be damaged, and no one will be afraid of the wizard prison anymore."

With such a sage who escaped from prison in front of them, the dark wizards will act more unscrupulously.

By then, it won't just be a problem involving Blake.

"But if it is handled, then the Ministry of Magic will not only create a false case, but will also continue to harm the wronged hero."

Putting aside the wishes of Harry and others, the reactions of other wizards alone are enough to give the Ministry of Magic a hard time.

Now is not the time when Voldemort just died and people's tolerance is extremely high.

"So, do you understand? The ones who should have a headache are you, or you, Minister Fudge."

Harley said rather sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)