Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 217

--hiss!

Everyone who heard Dumbledore's words gasped.

"Dumbledore, you...you..."

Cornelius Fudge was even more stunned and couldn't believe it.

Originally, when he heard the news about Hogwarts... this evening, he thought it was some Halloween prank.

When I did receive Dumbledore's envelope, I realized that all this was true.

After excluding any conspiracies and tricks.

Fudge immediately realized that this was his opportunity, and he just used this as a breakthrough to put pressure on Dumbledore to gradually gain the rights of Hogwarts.

Can……

But after coming here,
Seeing that gigantic monster, like the mythical monster in ancient Greece and Rome, he immediately knew that today's matter was a big trouble.

——It is simply a pile of XX that cannot be avoided.
Of course Fudge knew exactly what had happened in 1888.

It was the most humiliating year in the history of the Ministry of Magic.

Leaving aside those rampant dark creatures, there is one more thing...

——A crazy dark wizard made no secret of it, openly murdered more than a dozen Muggle women on the streets of London, and what was extremely cruel was to do experimental black witchcraft with their internal organs, in order to improve his magical talent in vain.

Of course it didn't work in the end, but the Ministry of Magic at that time also paid a huge cost to deal with this guy, and even finally caused the then Minister of Magic to step down in embarrassment.

At that time, the Ministry of Magic had no spare energy to hunt down this guy. At that time, almost all Aurors were sent to the most rampant enemies in the magic world at that time... those monsters in the dark, werewolves, and vampires.

But this guy made more and more trouble... In the end, almost half of the wizards of the Ministry of Magic modified the Muggle memories of thousands to tens of thousands of people, and then barely suppressed this matter.

In the end, in order to beware of those dark creatures and other dark wizards, the Ministry of Magic issued such a legal clause, and cooperated with the professors of Hogwarts School and the most outstanding senior students who are about to graduate, and established a joint investigation committee on this incident.

What did Muggles call this event at the time?

By the way, Jack the Ripper serial killer.

How stupid, the Muggles thought they hadn't caught the criminal, but they didn't know that the guy was shot dead by the Aurors and the Hogwarts male student representatives during the arrest process.

But... the mess at that time was really bad, and no one can get rid of it.

He couldn't get stuck in that same 'swamp of trouble'.

Fudge went through these things in his mind, only to realize that everyone was looking at him, so he quickly pretended to be shocked, as if someone had punched him hard.

He swayed dazedly, staring blankly at Dumbledore, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard, he stammered.

"Stop kidding, Dumbledore...the Joint Commission of Inquiry...don't need it! It's not worth it, it's not worth it...it's not that serious, it's just a..."

At this time, the wreckage over there happened to drop a large piece of charred black debris, splashing a large amount of mud. .

"...a small thing!" Fudge swallowed the remaining half of the sentence back into his stomach.

- Keke!
After coughing twice in embarrassment, Fudge quickly changed to another excuse, "Dumbledore, it's different now... No one wants Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic to be united!"

"I think you also know what kind of power the Joint Investigation Committee will have... Under certain circumstances, they can even directly arrest any wizard without asking for instructions, and kill any dangerous suspects."

"This is more powerful than the Aurors,... No one wants such an antique thing to be resurrected, Dumbledore!"

"No one!" Fudge emphasized again.

"I think you still don't realize the seriousness of the matter, Pomona! You explain to Minister Fudge what this thing means!" Dumbledore said calmly, and he stepped aside to ask Professor Sprout to explain the danger of this thing to all wizards.

Absurd stories kept coming out of Professor Sprout, and all the wizards were stunned.

Cornelius Fudge stopped pretending to be stupid, and interrupted without politeness.

"I don't believe it, Goodman, is it true? Do you believe it..."

He laughed angrily, and repeatedly asked his most trusted assistant, "Such a thing can destroy the world!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the giant wreck in front of him in an extremely disdainful tone.

"What's more, even the mysterious people were not so crazy at that time! Only those Muggles are loyal to inventing things that will destroy the whole world... If it weren't for the Ministry of Magic of our wizarding countries and the Federation to pressure those Muggle ministers and senior officials... I am afraid that the world would have been destroyed long ago."

"Listen, Dumbledore," Fudge continued, rearranging his words, "you—you can't really believe all of this, are you? This thing is just an out-of-control spell...such as the effect of the Inflation Curse, as far as I know, there are many such cases...Not long ago, the youngest son of the Weasley family either caused a big problem at Hogwarts...or because of the out-of-control spell, didn't he? Dumbledore."

"Minister," Professor Sprout retorted angrily, "don't question my professionalism. I know what I'm talking about... You can ask any wizard who has achieved a lot in herbal medicine, even if he has a certain amount of research on magic spells... You will know that this cannot be done by an expansion spell at all, and my inference is very likely to happen, but there is a basis for it."

At this point in the debate, Fudge didn't care what Dumbledore's goals were.

He knew he could never agree to this proposal, it would drag him into endless trouble. .

If he agrees, immediately tomorrow's [Daily Prophet] will associate himself with this event, and he has already thought of what the headline of tomorrow's front page will be - Fudge Stinky X.
——Absolutely not, there is no negotiation.

"Listen to me, Fudge, it's not negotiable, you've already been involved... Could it be that you were described by the [Daily Prophet] as a deserter?" Dumbledore said, and took another step forward, with magical power surging all over his body, and he said to Cornelius Fudge with an irresistible deterrent force.

"Look at this thing... No one can ignore such a big thing... It's right here, whether you care about it or not, it can't be erased, tomorrow's newspaper headlines will definitely be about this thing,"

"Yes, yes, tomorrow the bloody press will be raving! My Merlin! Why should I take this muddy water instead of enjoying my Halloween break!"

Looking at the huge monster, even Fudge, who wanted to play tricks, couldn't ignore it, and he complained in a low voice.

"Forgive me, Dumbledore, you know, I have my own difficulties... and you don't have any reliable evidence, all I hear are some speculations, absurd crazy remarks..."

Professor Sprout glared at him.

"We have evidence!" Professor McGonagall said directly angrily. "It was a little wizard who once saw someone sneaking around..."

"Little wizard, at this time, at the place where the incident happened, you can still survive..." Fudge couldn't believe it.

"You misunderstood, Fudge... He actually saw it in the past month..."

There was a strange smile on the corner of Fudge's mouth, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief, "I saw it a month ago, and it was a little wizard...Dumbledore! You know that the Ministry of Magic has its own rules, even if it's Harry Potter, I won't..."

"It's not Harry, it's MacGuffin Albert!"

"Why do I feel that this name seems a bit familiar?"

Goodman next to him leaned forward and said a few words to Fudge, and he suddenly realized.

"The little wizard? Although I do have a crush on him, and he is indeed a smart little wizard, but...he won't change my decision..."

"It was just an accident...Is that so? I'll keep some Aurors behind! And the returning staff from the Department of Fantastic Beasts to help investigate this magical plant anomaly..."

"Of course, for your sake, Dumbledore... I'll also send someone from the Department of Mysteries to see how you are doing. What's going on here?"

Talking about Fudge is like shaking off this mess and rushing to get out.

"Fudge!" Dumbledore shouted, stopping him.

Cornelius Fudge stared at Dumbledore in disbelief.

He had never seen Dumbledore like this.

"Take a look, take a look... Can you say that you have heard of this kind of thing in the magic world, have you seen it?"

Dumbledore pointed to the wreckage of the Rafflesia flower and said again, this time his eyes were shining brightly, which almost stung Fudge. He was a little guilty and dared not face the wizard.

"Professor Snape! Speak out your doubts!" ​​Dumbledore shouted directly.

Snape said with a cold face and expressionless face, "This is a spell similar to [Poison Potion] potion type, just like that famous potion, it can change everything in the audience to a certain extent... leading to continuous evolution and mutation, resulting in unknown and unpredictable consequences."

He simply added, "The mysterious man has done similar research, and everyone in that circle knows... He has always wanted to cultivate a wizard army. This is just one of his conceived experiments!"

"Are you kidding! Severus..." Fudge was extremely surprised, his expression changed from the original carelessness to tense immediately, like an old hen taking care of chicks, he was full of vigilance against Dumbledore, the old weasel.

"Not everything has something to do with the mysterious man. The Dark Lord died more than ten years ago,... Even if the mysterious man has this type of experiment, there are too many marginal wizards and dark wizards from other countries who conduct this type of magic experiment."

"Fudge, look... Open your eyes and see, this kind of thing is not a simple spell out of control, and it will be settled. You fool!" Professor McGonagall couldn't stand it anymore.

"I don't see what's the big deal. It seems to me that you are just creating a sense of panic and undermining everything that the Ministry of Magic has worked so hard to build for more than ten years."

Fudge looked at his subordinates around him, his face turned pale with anger, and his anger was also very strong.

"Connelly... at least you have to delay for one night, let the Aurors and the staff of the Ministry of Magic evaluate and make a decision. Before you go again, you can listen to what the envoy McGuffin has to say!"

Dumbledore went further, his voice gradually rising, but the content seemed to take a step back.

This made Fudge very satisfied immediately, and he felt that he was superior.

"Okay, okay, Goodman, you bring the Aurors to find out what's going on here!"

"Then Dumbledore, let's do business!"

"Maybe I have some time to listen to the story of that little McGuffin..." He arranged the work with a proud face.

"After all, I still owe him a little favor, but although the result of that matter is not very good. But it's still..."

……

McGuffin was woken up by Percy in a daze and dragged outside alone.

I thought it was Dumbledore who asked him to discuss again, about confirming the black shadow.

After collecting and discussing gossip in the auditorium, the more McGuffin thought about it, the more he felt that that guy was targeting him specifically.

Something is not quite right!

Percy led him outside the castle.

After the rain, the cold wind with a stench blew, McGuffin shivered and immediately woke up.

But when he saw Fudge on the scene, he was even more frightened into a cold sweat.

The last time I made a big fool of this guy, he couldn't have been discovered!

Immediately, he realized that he was scaring himself. Dumbledore and other professors were also on the side. It should be... not so unlucky, right?
After hearing what they said to let him tell what he saw that night, McGuffin let go of his worries.

He started to retell the story of the black shadow to Fudge, but he didn't expect Fudge to be very serious and interrupted him several times back and forth.

But in the end, although he still stumbled a bit, he let him finish the lecture.

"So, is there such a thing?"

He stammered to Dumbledore, with a reluctant expression on his face.

"What do you think of MacGuffin Albert?"

It can be seen that Fudge still has a good impression of McGuffin, and he didn't find the tricks of his unlucky last time.

"I?"

"I think the most important thing about this... now is the motive and the method..." McGuffin said.

"I know you won't disappoint me, little one!" Fudge sounded delighted.

"However, I know Minister Fudge, you should have made preparations earlier." McGuffin continued.

"How to say?"

"That thing...unless you can quickly disappear...it completely disappears, otherwise it's better to take the initiative to attack before the newspapers and media come to your door."

McGuffin persuaded.

(End of this chapter)