Hogwarts: Don't you all have the God's Eye?

Fudge looked at Dumbledore's blackened palms and didn't know how to react.

Dumbledore said slowly: "The cause of the incident is Barty Crouch Jr. He did not die, but escaped from Azkaban without telling anyone. Since then, he has continued to serve Voldemort loyally. "

"He disguised himself as Alastor Moody and sneaked into the castle. Even I was fooled at first. "

"He was behind tonight's incident. He turned the Goblet of Fire and another magic prop into He took the portkey, so Andy, who later touched the Goblet of Fire, and Harry were sent to Voldemort by him. "

"I noticed that something was wrong with him, so I followed him to the scene, and there-"

"- —saw the resurrected Voldemort. ”

“Don’t mention his name! This is impossible!” Fudge screamed in horror, “Barty Crouch Jr. died in Azkaban a long time ago!”

Dumbledore was a little He said impatiently: "With Peter's example, I thought you would at least make some progress."

"The three of us saw him with our own eyes, and this is the fact I want to tell you."

Fudge: "Okay! Where is the young Barty Crouch you mentioned now? !”

Dumbledore: “He was seriously injured by Andy and was taken away by his fellow Death Eaters, but he won’t live long. "

Fudge shuddered: "No, this is impossible, I don't believe it, you must be lying to me."

"You didn't see any mysterious person, you are crazy, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore: "Are Andy, Harry and those dead Death Eaters crazy too?"

Fudge shook his head quickly: "Come on, don't try to lie to me, you are the one I haven't been to Little Hangleton. Those wizards are killing each other!"

"Harry never tells the truth. As for Andy, he has problems too. He must have used some magic. I I have never seen a student so strong..."

Professor McGonagall interrupted: "Minister, you just came back from Little Hangleton, you saw with your own eyes what it has become."

"How could they be dead? Internal struggle? ! "

Professor McGonagall was speechless, and Fudge simply began to hypnotize himself.

Now she recalled the scene she had just seen, and she was still a little scared.

The ice spikes all over the ground made the whole cemetery look very creepy. Of the five bodies, few were intact. One body turned into stone and shattered on the ground. The other four were directly pierced by ice spikes, either with their intestines pierced or cut in half.

Later, The Aurors that Fudge summoned to the scene could not bear the visual shock, and two of them vomited directly.

Dumbledore added: "In fact, there are other Death Eaters present."

"McNeill, Crabbe, Goyle, and you have already seen the dead Nott and Avery... "

Fudge interrupted Dumbledore with a scream, and said angrily, "All you are talking about are wizards who have been examined by the Ministry of Magic and proven innocent! You can find these names in the past trial reports!" "Mr. McNeill is even an employee of the Ministry of Magic!"

"Dumbledore! To be honest, I have been quite tolerant of you! I have been letting you talk nonsense, and now you are trying to drag the Ministry into it!" "What on earth do you want to do!? Why are you creating panic? Destroying everything we have worked so hard to build over the past thirteen years!"

Dumbledore: "Cornelly, you should What you should do is not to refuse to believe the facts here, but first control all the Dementors in Azkaban and arrange wizards to serve as guards of Azkaban. "

"Secondly, you have to send someone to contact the giants, They crave power, freedom, and destruction, and when Voldemort summons them, they must be eager to return to this land. "

"Like Dementors, giants are also natural allies of Voldemort."

"We still have time, because Voldemort was injured by me, he needs time to recover, and knowing that we are looking for him, he will do his best to hide. "

"This period of time is our last chance!"

Fudge slapped him and Dumbledore hard The table between Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall: "Enough!"

This action shocked himself, Professor McGonagall, and the portraits in the headmaster's office.

Only Dumbledore remained calm and looked at him.

But the familiar Dumbledore's people know

, which showed that Dumbledore was completely enraged.

After taking the photo, Fudge felt guilty and said loudly, "Dumbledore! You have to understand one thing! The Ministry of Magic is not your one-man show!"

"You are going against me!"

"Not only do I have to deal with the damn Pettigrew, but now there are a few more bodies. You actually want me to contact the giants? If people know that I communicate with those monsters, I will be kicked out immediately!"

"That's all I have to say. If you don't want to be imprisoned in Azkaban, you'd better not spread anything about the return of the mysterious man!"

"Because this is impossible!"

Dumbledore turned his eyes away from him and whispered, "Why was I imprisoned in Azkaban? "

Fudge said impatiently: "It's obvious enough, the Aurors are still investigating the dead wizards, but they either died in infighting or were killed by you. Only you have the ability to do this, right?"

"I don't care what hatred you have with them. I don't want to arrest you without evidence, but you'd better stay in Hogwarts and wait for the results of the investigation."

Professor McGonagall was furious. She stepped forward and stood between Dumbledore and Fudge, staring at Fudge and said, "How dare you? !"

Fudge was frightened and took a few steps back. Of course, he didn't dare to throw dirty water on Dumbledore, but this was the last resort he could use to restrain Dumbledore.

Looking at Professor McGonagall's eyes, he suddenly woke up and felt a sense of fear.

People will exceed their limits when they are extremely angry. Fudge, who has always been conservative, dared to say that he would put Dumbledore in Azkaban. Even he himself didn't dare to believe it.

Dumbledore said in time: "Minerva!"

Professor McGonagall glared at Fudge and then looked away.

Fudge wiped his sweat nervously and wanted to say something else, but he heard Dumbledore sigh and said: "Leave, Cornelius, we have finished talking."

Fudge glanced at Dumbledore, snorted, took out an exquisite cloth bag from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Give Hall's bonus to him. I am not interested in listening to what crazy things he says to me again."

After that, Fudge turned around and left the principal's office tremblingly.