Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 419 Fudge's wishful thinking

"Shocking...it's a miracle none of them died...never heard of such a thing...really, luckily you got there in time, Snape..."

Cornelius Fudge rushed from the elevator with a black crowd, and surrounded them tightly.

(Black obviously did not expect such a situation. He shrank his head and hid behind Lupin werewolf in an attempt to conceal his own existence, but he had developed his figure horizontally with Hagrid for more than half a year, and there was really no way to be blocked... Even Lupine (werewolf), who had become much bigger after transformation, couldn't, especially that fat belly...hungry, let's not mention it...)
However, fortunately, most of the people's attention was focused on Harry and the others who were floating in mid-air and passed out. They didn't notice this big fat man with a completely out-of-shape face.

Even Rita Skeeter, who specializes in finding people's privacy and exploring news materials, didn't recognize it. It's conceivable that a high-ranking Minister of Magic like Fudge couldn't connect the skinny wanted criminal with the current hero who rescued the "little wizard".

What's more, after Cornelius Fudge briefly checked that Harry was fine, he saw Rita Skeeter and a photographer in front of him, and the smile on his face immediately became warmer, and his acting skills exploded.

He first put on a 'POSS' look worried about the injury of the little wizard (and specially issued a [Fluorescent Curse] to light up, so that the photographer Bozo could take a better picture of himself), and then immediately had a few vague words with Rita Skeeter.

(The guy invited Rita Skeeter to write his own biography—and from Rita Skeeter's grin from ear to ear, you know Connelly's going to pay handsomely for it.)
Before the staff and Aurors in the back arrived, Fudge finally sorted out his expression, and began to warmly shake hands and hug Snape and the other adult wizards one by one, expressing his gratitude to them for saving the 'Wonder Boy (Harry)' and the 'poor little wizards (Ron and Hermione)', as well as the Froome couple.

Even Blake and the werewolf Lupine were held tightly by their hands to show their intimacy, and the photographer insisted on taking several photos in a row.

(After knowing that Lupine (the werewolf) drank the wolfsbane potion, Fudge gave a sigh of relief secretly, and then started hooking Lupin's shoulders, and the guy specifically asked to be photographed as amiable and brave.)
(I just don't know what expression this guy Fudge will have after he grabs the wanted criminal's hand and won't let go.

——Snape on the side was hesitant to speak several times, Black and the others were frightened, and Snape didn't say much, and the farce was over)

After the pleasantries, especially when the crowd came, Black and Lupine were naturally pushed aside. (No one wants to be with a werewolf, which just happens to be in line with both of their hearts.)
Fudge naturally focused most of his attention on Harry and Snape.

Especially Snape, he has the best image in comparison, and is also the easiest to convince the parents of little wizards.

MacGuffin is too young, Black is too fat, and Lupine is a werewolf... So in comparison, Snape...

——Better and easier to cooperate with Fudge's publicity and solicitation of credit.

Connelly Fudge's wishful thinking was loud.

"Severus! Thank you so much this time! If it weren't for you... I would be in trouble... Uh, no... It would be bad for the little wizards and the Froome couple... Although I don't know the details of the matter yet, I roughly heard it from Rita Skeeter. Did you and your helpers catch the Death Eaters together? Did you catch Bellatrix and the others?"

Fudge looked around behind everyone, wanting to see where these important 'trophies' were hidden.

"Well, it's not a big deal, but Minister, it's not my fault alone, the werewolf that Remus turned into..."

Snape slowly said with embarrassment, he was not as shameless as the politician in front of him, taking credit for himself in front of people who had personally experienced it, even if the other party was one of the people he hated the most.

But Fudge didn't care, he had already made up his mind to take Snapra to his side, just to highlight his ability and to resolve his leading role in another major crisis.

"Understand, understand, I understand! But the wolfbane potion that Lupine Remus drank, wasn't it also made by you?"

"He should thank you, otherwise he would even lose control and send Harry and the others..."

Not even Fudge could say that.

"Order of Merlin, First Class! We've got a deal!"

"However, others will also be thanked... I will thank you on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, yes, none of them will be missing..." Fudge frowned, he felt a little strange and worried about the fat man who tried to hide behind the Lupine werewolf with a 'normal and natural attitude'.

Fudge thought the guy was a little crazy.

... Judging from this behavior... It is likely that during the fight with the Death Eaters, this poor wizard fell under some kind of spell to confuse the mind. Maybe Madam Pomfrey can take a look at it later...

And not only him...

Fudge then looked at the little wizard, MacGuffin Albert. This little guy had been extremely irritable, and he was pressing his long pointed hat awkwardly. The hat was so big that it almost covered half of his head.

This made Fudge more clear about his point of view, only Severus Snape is his current 'savior', no matter whether he saves people or not - it will definitely be said in tomorrow's "Daily Prophet" and the propaganda tone of the Ministry of Magic.

His face was full of smiles again and he said to the only normal-looking professor in the 'rescue team',
"But for you, Professor Snape... the Order of Merlin, First Class, is very likely, and I will try my best to get it! You deserve it." He emphasized for the second time.

"Thank you so much, Minister!" Even Snape squeezed some smiles on his face when he heard the honor.

Black hid behind the werewolf, afraid that some Auror and professor would recognize him.Snape seemed to have no intention of reporting him to Fudge for the time being, which really gave him a sigh of relief.

Fudge and Snape were exchanging pleasantries and explaining the current situation to each other.

"Let let!"

Deng, Deng, Deng!
Moody squeezed his way out of the crowd savagely.

"Minister, I'm a little surprised...why the Death Eaters were able to snatch Harry and the others from Hogwarts silently, wouldn't someone cooperate with that intentionally?"

"According to the latest information...they have been hiding in the Muggle village near Hogsmeade until the last two days when they invaded [Honeydukes] and kidnapped the Froome couple. And how did they get into Hogwarts?"

Moody stared at Snape, and asked in a rough voice, regardless of Cornelius Fudge's face.

"Ha! Good question!" Snape said in a very teasing tone, "I wonder, too? But I can answer part of your question now... There is a secret passage on the fourth floor of Hogwarts where Honeydukes... leads directly to [Honeydukes]... That's where we came from."

"As for how the little wizard got into the hands of the Death Eaters..."

"Then you have to ask Harry! To be honest, these little wizards enjoy extremely special rights at Hogwarts... Before this, they did a lot of things and no one cared about them, which made these guys even more arrogant and looked up to themselves. Who knows if these little wizards have a sudden whim... want to single-handedly catch Death Eaters, such as Black or something..."

Snape raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.

Startled Blake behind.

Fortunately, no one has connected it.

Fudge was very embarrassed when he heard it, but when he saw that it was Harry, he repeatedly waved his hands as a peacemaker to persuade Moody and Snape.

"Oh, well, . . . Harry, we all have to be very careful about him."

"Minister! This kind of thing will happen again once, and we must stop this evil spirit from circulating among the students... Is it beneficial to give Harry so much special treatment?... Illegally going to Hogsmeade, bringing his friends into danger, if he had a more troublesome and dangerous friend... This time, I'm afraid it would be worse!" Snape looked secretly at McGuffin.

"Think about punitive measures! Minister, we have taken so many measures and promulgated so many regulations to protect his safety...Look at what he did... Violating all school regulations, lawlessness..."

Snape poured out his heartfelt complaints.

"Okay, I know... We all have blind spots in this little wizard!"

"After that, we will study, we will study..."

"However, Snape, Moody...now is not the time to talk about this, we must take good care of these little wizards, and the Froome couple...they look very weak!"

"What spell caused it!" Fudge changed the subject.

"Albert should know!" said Snape.

McGuffin was very impatient, and replied impatiently, "[Cruciatus Curse]! Bellatrix, and the [Cruciatus Curse] cast by Anthony Dolohov! It's best to check Hermione too, she was tortured..."

McGuffin became more and more unable to control the black magic power in his body, especially when the black-robed dementor (Voldemort's incarnation of Voldemort's will) outside kept approaching and wanted to charge over.

The irritability that could be suppressed by [Occlumency] was refilled in his heart, and the subtle chirping noises tortured his ears and mind all the time.

For example, right now he has an urge to burn everything in front of him.

This might be a lot cleaner.

"【Cruciatus Curse】!"

A terrified expression appeared on Fudge's face, and his face turned pale instantly. There were screams and gasps from the crowd behind him.

"They need the school hospital!" yelled Fudge,
Professor McGonagall hurriedly reminded the minister that Madam Pomfrey was treating the Aurors in the library.

"Oh, okay, let's go to the library, we have to ask Madam Pomfrey to have a look, Merlin! Don't worry, I will invite the best spell healers from [St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic] over, and they will be fine..."

Fudge comforted McGuffin, who thought it was his friend's torture that made the little wizard so unnaturally sad.

"By the way, there's also Lupine, he can't wander around Hogwarts with his appearance, he'll frighten other little wizards. Come and escort him back to the office with an Auror and a professor..."

Cornelius Fudge pushed the crowd back, pushing and shoving, trying to make a way for Harry and the others to get through and receive treatment.

But the crowd was so dark that they got together in a mess, and the wizard behind couldn't hear him at all, "Jean—someone here is injured!"

Fudge had to hold his wand to his throat (loud voice curse) and growl.

"By the way, are those Death Eaters still at [Honey Dukes]?"

While trying to open a way for McGuffin Snape and the others, he ordered, "Moody, you go to the secret passage on the fourth floor that Professor Snape mentioned, and watch over those Death Eaters and don't let them escape... I remember that our Aurors should have been there, haven't we? Severus!"

As soon as Fudge finished speaking, Snape, and even Rita Skeeter, who had been trying to intervene to interview him, fell strangely quiet.

They, or all of them together with Black, and even Lupine's wolf face turned their heads to stare at MacGuffin Albert.

The expression on his face was very strange, as if he was very afraid.

So much so that Fudge, who has been chattering, realized something,
He stopped talking, "What?"

"The Death Eater is in my pocket—" McGuffin said something that was incomprehensible to Fudge, extremely irritated.

"What-what... what do you mean?"

The little wizard in front of him had a kind of crazy light in his eyes, which Fuji had never seen before.

This little wizard seems to be losing his mind.

The magic power absorbed from the dementor (or the dementor aggregate) became more and more unstable, and the erosion rate of [half snake] and [blood curse] became impossible to suppress after the battle just now.

Their pressure on McGuffin's mind was getting worse, and he couldn't bear the noise of these people around him.

Moreover, the closer proximity of the dementor congregation that Voldemort had gathered made the symptom even worse.

McGuffin needed some distraction, or he couldn't help it, and then he glanced out the window—

"Get out of the way! You idiots..." He immediately yelled at the glass window over there, to everyone in front of him, "Don't look at what's going on now..."

(Fudge and the others looked at the little wizard in disbelief, it was so rude... Even if it was a little wizard joke, it was too much.)
(End of this chapter)