Hogwarts 1991

239 Chapter 241 Temporary Confession
Malfoy and Fudge stared at each other, refusing to give in.

Lucius gripped the wand tightly in his hand and finally...

"Except your weapons!"

He gave a loud drink.

The red light brushed Fudge's side and shot towards the wall... A wand whirled in the air and flew into Malfoy's hand.

It turned out that Narcissa Malfoy was on her feet again, ready to cast her spell again.

"Lucius, you...Decora was killed by those guys!...My little Malfoy!" Narcissa, who was knocked down again, couldn't believe that her husband treated her like this,...this made her completely lose her mind.

She screamed, cursed, and almost frantically pounced on her.

With a ferocious face, he roared.

It seemed that they were about to tear the McGuffins into pieces.

Harry and the others kept backing away in fright.

"Malfoy!... For the sake of her being a mother who just lost her child, I will pretend that I didn't see what happened just now, but you should hurry up and send Mrs. Malfoy to the hospital! I heard that Mrs. Pomfrey of Hogwarts School Hospital was originally an outstanding head nurse at St. Mungo's Hospital. You should show her..." Fudge persuaded.

Lucius cast a spell on Narcissa Malfoy, which calmed her down.

She collapsed on the ground, staring blankly at Malfoy's direction, just crying silently.

Harry, Hermione and the others tensed up, not only because of Madam Malfoy's performance, but also because if these people really believed Narcissa Malfoy's accusation... Even if they were not imprisoned in Azikaban, they would be expelled.

The professors whispered to some unknown Aurors as they discussed the matter.

For Harry and the others, the only good news is that these adult wizards think it is a very complicated black magic spell... which is simply not possible according to the level of magic spells of young wizards.

And some Aurors believe that this incident is not isolated... it is that the dark wizards organized an organized attack at Hogwarts to distract the attention of the Ministry of Magic, so that they can attack the weak points of the wizarding and Muggle world from other places.

Dumbledore muttered some strange words around Malfoy, and tested Malfoy's 'living sculpture' with his wand.

From time to time the light glows fluorescent at the tip of the wand...

But there was no response, and Malfoy was still standing there stiffly like a specimen.

"No matter what... Hogwarts must give me an explanation, give an explanation to the Malfoy family, Fudge, and Dumbledore... If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, I will initiate a resolution in the board of directors tonight..."

Malfoy threatened coldly.

Narcissa kept weeping and whimpering, her voice was harsh, like an owl in heat.

Fudge doesn't want this, he still wants Dumbledore to continue to help him deal with those [giant plants] shit.

When he was about to persuade Lucius...

"Draco Malfoy is fine!"

Dumbledore turned around and announced softly to everyone.

"No... all right!?"

Narcissa hugged her shoulders, stopped crying, and stared at Dumbledore.

"Yes, he was just petrified! To be honest, this kind of spell casting is very tricky, and even I can't lift it temporarily, so you guys made a wrong judgment..."

"Then... what should I do!" Fudge immediately cheered up, "Don't worry! Lucius... the Ministry of Magic will do its best to rescue this little wizard and find out what's going on!"

Seeing his wife watching with earnest and intense eyes, Lucius Malfoy also had to say hastily, "Dumbledore...no matter what kind of potion, wizard from any country...whether it's Egyptian priests, the ancient Druid wizard school handed down from Eastern Europe, or those strange wizards from ancient Eastern countries...I will invite them with the strength of the Malfoy family."

Lucius' appearance that I'm not short of money made everyone in front of him frown.

"No need... just some mandrakes can safely remove this petrified state... I know there is a potion that can restore Malfoy's vitality, and Professor Snape is the best in this potion configuration...

Snape nodded grimly.

"It's just that the mandrakes that Mrs. Sprout got this semester have been completely destroyed by the giant rafflesia in the greenhouse...

When Dumbledore said this, Professor Snape, who was following him, looked at Malfoy and added coldly, "Now is not the season for mandrakes to mature..."

"I'm afraid we'll have to get some seedlings and wait until the end of the term to get a full-fledged mandrake."

"Of course, maybe some mature mandrakes can be harvested from wizards in Southeast Asia or Australia..."

"However... as we all know, the potion materials they provide, especially... medicinal materials such as mandrakes are only second-class goods. I doubt how effective they are..."

Fudge's eager expression stopped, and he had no choice but to say so.

"Okay! Then I will collect some Mandrake seedlings from Eastern Europe through the Ministry of Magic... I remember that the medicinal herbs cultivated by wizards there are the best! Isn't it? Professor Snape"

Snape nodded.

Fudge patted Lucius Malfoy's arm comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry! Lucius, the Ministry of Magic will do its best to help poor little Draco Malfoy wake up and investigate this matter..."

"As my Auror said, this incident is most likely not isolated...it should be related to the spate of terrorist attacks in other places."

"And...how about we transfer Decora to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital first? I will send an additional Auror team as protection for this trip..."

"Connelly!" Dumbledore said, "Draco Malfoy is not easy to move in this state. If he is really injured on the way...Even if there is a resurrection potion in the future, it may be difficult to restore the original shape...I think it is better to leave it to Madam Pomfrey to take care of it. You should also know how well she is treated!"

Lucius curled his lips and was about to say something.

What Dumbledore said next dispelled his doubts.

"In addition, Professor Snape will stay, and he also needs to make some preparations for the potion. I remember that this potion will take a few months to brew, and the calculation time is just enough to wait for the mandrake to mature..."

Lucius looked at Snape's sallow face, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

He understood that this was almost the best way, after all, Snape could still be trusted to him.

"That's it! I'll send a bunch of Aurors to temporarily check the security of Hogwarts. Although judging by the style of those dark wizard organizations who never stay at the scene of the crime...it's hard to find anything useful, but let's do an inspection!"

Fudge has clearly determined that this is the work of the group of black wizards who are constantly "terrorist attacks"!

"It's very likely that they left some plant seeds in Hogwarts that can grow into giants... Merlin! When is this the end?"

Fudge kept complaining.

"By the way, why do you leave these little wizards here!"

At this time, the head of the Ministry of Magic realized that there were still a lot of young Hogwarts wizards in the first and second grades standing in front of them.

"I said...they just happened to be on the scene, and they simply don't have the ability to do such a thing!"

But the bad thing is that after what Minister of Magic Fudge said, Lucius obviously realized what McGuffin did just now... and what happened to Diagon Alley's conflict with Weasley out of thin air.

——New and old grudges count together.

There was a kind of malice in his eyes.

"That's not necessarily the case, what this little wizard did just now," Lucius pointed his wand at McGuffin, and said directly, full of malice, "You have also seen it...【Wandless Casting】【Silent Casting】...As far as I know, even many adult wizards who are about to graduate from Hogwarts can't do this..."

"And the relationship between these little wizards and Malfoy is not very friendly..."

"Well, indeed..." At this moment, Snape stood up.

There was an ugly smile on the guy's skinny face, and he actually started to compliment the MacGuffin.

"Others dare not say that MacGuffin Albert is a genius wizard in my opinion, even if I am at the same age as him, I am far inferior..."

"Not only the [Soundless and Staffless Casting] just now, but also that strange broomstick, I think Minister Fudge, you are also impressed! It was developed by him alone..."

"Ah!" Fudge touched his head.

Although now his hair has been regrown through some magic hair growth potions, he obviously still remembers the 'Quidditch attack' when half of his hairstyle was burned off.

The image of the fire-breathing broom was like a nightmare in his mind.

Of course Lucius also remembered it, his face was also very ugly, and he secretly confirmed that his hair was still there from time to time.

Apparently the accident left a very 'deep' impression on the two victims.

Then Snape changed the subject, and went straight to the point, "If McGuffin faced the dark wizard who attacked Malfoy, I think this talented little wizard could even petrify him in place..."

"That would save us a lot of trouble! Wouldn't it?"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to laugh at himself.

But it is obvious that these words are setting the MacGuffin on the fire.

Cornelius Fudge's face soon became clouded.

It's not just because of that hairstyle that makes me look bad,
It's not because he kept wearing a wig secretly during the half month's time when the Ministry of Magic was in such a hurry,

Of course it's not because he secretly changed three or four owls to order magic hair restorer, in case the newspapers found out that the dignified Minister of Magic was actually bald...

Of course, these are not important, what is important is that after what Snape said, according to his impression of this little wizard, although the motive is not clear yet, for this little wizard...he is indeed capable and possible to do this.

"It's a bit suspicious!

Unknowingly, this guy actually muttered.

McGuffin immediately felt a big word 'danger' appear in his head.

"This, I,...professor! That [broom] was completed with the help of Hogwarts School. This is not due to me alone, it is produced with the help of all Hogwarts professors and the designers of [Global Light Wheel Company]... I personally only have a small contribution!"

"I'm just a lucky and humble Hogwarts second-year student!"

McGuffin hurriedly explained, "There is also the [Levitation Curse]'s silent and wandless spellcasting. I only comprehended it through Ms. Gray's teaching, and I can use it proficiently!"

"Right, Hermione!...Didn't we conduct all kinds of ancient magic training in [Charms Class] today, I think some little wizards can do it like this!"

McGuffin hurriedly wanted to divert the firepower.

Although Hermione on the side was a little strange, according to McGuffin, she briefly described how Ms. Gray opened an ancient classroom hundreds of years ago, taught them ancient magic theories, and carried out the training of "Levitation Curse".

"It's too inappropriate, it's too barbaric to be able to use such an ancient teaching method...Dumbledore, you should stop this kind of behavior from continuing..."

"And... Ms. Grey? Who is that professor? Hogwarts should expel her!" Fudge searched for memories related to this in his mind, and he obviously had some impressions.

"It's Ms. Helena Ravenclaw!" McGuffin reminded Fudge very 'dogleg'.

"Oh!—Ravenclaw!"

"Ah! She, she..." Fudge stammered, obviously remembering the identity of Ms. Gray.

"That's right, she is the daughter of Ravenclaw and the representative ghost of Hogwarts Ravenclaw College!"

Seeing Fudge's strange eyes, Professor McGonagall explained.

"As you know, Minister, most of the professors in Hogwarts are not supporting the Ministry of Magic to prevent the wizarding world from being exposed!"

"So most of the current courses are taught by ghosts. Of course, the fifth grade ordinary wizard level exam has also been postponed..."

"Because of that..."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's dissatisfied tone, and because of Ms. Gray's prominent status, Fudge didn't bother to pursue McGuffin. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and argued, "It sounds like this ghost used the Hogwarts teaching method hundreds of years ago... I remember that this method was not accepted by the mainstream magical world long ago because it was too dangerous and could easily cause student casualties!"

"Yes, it's just that I just heard about this kind of thing... So I will talk to Ms. Gray, or I should call Professor Flitwick back first! After all, the number of professors at Hogwarts is still too small..."

Professor McGonagall suggested.

"Let's talk about this, let's talk about it..." Fudge hurriedly changed his words and started another topic, "I'll tell you now! In the French Ministry of Magic, that is, the Eiffel Tower of the French Muggles, the same type of [giant plants] appeared... Giant vines almost completely wrapped around the entire building, and began to attack Muggles!"

"This dark wizard organization is no longer just a matter of the British Ministry of Magic..."

Fudge's tone was full of schadenfreude about 'Aia's experience'.

"In other words, the other Aurors supported by the Ministry of Magic will soon be transferred back to their headquarters!"

"What the British magic community needs now is unprecedented unity. I think Dumbledore and Professor Hogwarts in the Ministry of Magic will be a good example. Only in this way can we finally win this war..."

Fudge said so.

"To be honest! Fudge... I can also ask some wizard families to support the Ministry of Magic, and we can even donate a large sum of money for this case investigation..."

"But you have to tell me what's going on? How far has your case gone... You can't just let Dumbledore know..."

As soon as Lucius heard this, he immediately realized that this was an opportunity.

He can use this incident to spread the influence of the pure-blood wizard camp, at least he can't let people like Dumbledore gain the upper hand.

As for his son, Decora, it was on the back burner of his mind now.

(End of this chapter)