Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

This time, Fudge was waiting here ten minutes earlier, for fear that someone would trip him up again.

Although he is the Minister of Magic, he cannot be omnipotent in the Ministry of Magic.

Just like before, because many transnational affairs were still managed by the International Magic Exchange Department, old Batty easily concealed the news of Harley's return to China.

Originally, he still had a few cronies there, who regularly told him some important information.

But last year, when Britain successfully applied for the qualification to host the Quidditch World Cup, Fudge wanted to trick Old Barty.

He asked Batty Sr. to bring the Department of International Magic Exchange and the Department of Magical Sports to build the venue for the Quidditch World Cup, with Batty Sr. as the first person in charge.

At the same time, in order to increase the burden on the old Barty, Fudge hinted that Ludo Bagman, the director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, would work without any effort.

In this way, if there is a problem with the field, it is Barty Sr.'s responsibility; if the Quidditch World Cup is a complete success, it is Fudge's credit.

Fudge made a wishful thinking, but old Barty arranged for Fudge's cronies to work, making them so busy that they couldn't stop at all.

As a result, those cronies didn't have time to report the latest important news to Fudge, and Fudge still thought that Harry was traveling in France.

If it weren't for the owl that notified Harry to receive the Order of Merlin brought back the letter, Fudge would not know that Harry had returned to China until now!

While this made the Minister of Magic extremely annoyed, he also strengthened his determination to promote his cronies.

Seeing Dumbledore's arrival, Fudge immediately greeted him with a smile on his face, as if seeing his best brother.

Oh, dear Albus! cried Fudge, and his voice could be heard in and around the room,

Did you bring Harry to the Order of Merlin yourself?

Saying that, Fudge gave Dumbledore a hug, and deliberately showed his side face.

The Ministry of Magic employees behind and the photographer hired by the Daily Prophet immediately took pictures, and several reporters began to write close-ups.

These were professional writers hired by Fudge, and a prickly head like Rita Kiester wasn't even eligible to enter the Ministry of Magic.

After all, Fudge wanted the Daily Prophet to publish a big positive story, not a scandal like stupid Minister for Magic trying to take credit.

Of course. Professor Dumbledore smiled, Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to welcome us, dear Connelly.

After Fudge greeted Professor Slughorn, his eyes shifted to Harry:

Oh dear Harley, congratulations on winning the Witchcraft School Potions Championship and thank you for bringing this honor back to the British wizarding world!

But why didn't you tell me the news of your return to China, so that I can prepare in advance and tell the people this exciting news!

Thank you for your concern, Harry bowed slightly, Didn't Mr. Crouch tell you?

At that time, he came out of the room to help us with the formalities, I thought you knew.

Oh, it seems that old Batty not only does not welcome our champions, but even wants to drive them out of the Ministry of Magic!

Without blinking, Fudge immediately picked up what Harry had said,

Looks like I have to criticize him a little bit. Halle is going abroad to play for the glory of Britain!

And she also won the championship for us in the UK! How unfair it is to treat our little hero like this!

With that said, Fudge shook his head and sighed forcefully.

The camera at the back was flickering again, and a reporter was writing something frantically in his notebook.

Albus, Horace, let's go to Merlin Cabin in the afternoon! Fudge looked at the two professors,

The award ceremony didn't start until three in the afternoon, which happened to be before I had time to interview Halle.

The people of the British magic world are looking forward to this champion.

Connelly, I think you can wait until Harry gets the medal before interviewing together. Professor Dumbledore said calmly.

Fudge looked distressed, looked back, then leaned closer to Professor Dumbledore's ear and whispered:

Albus, you also know how much pressure the Ministry of Magic has been under recently. After all, this is the first time in Azkaban's history that someone has escaped!

I now get yelling letters every day.

Allowing Harley to accept two interviews and report in batches will allow the residents of the British wizarding world to read good news in the newspapers for a few more days, and it can also divert their attention.

Albus, you have to understand my stress! I've been really struggling lately.

Professor Dumbledore sighed and turned to look at Harry.

Professor, I have no objection.

Okay, then we'll set off in the afternoon. Professor Dumbledore sighed again.

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After a lengthy interview and photo shoot, Halle was delighted to know the interview was over.

Fudge also desperately hints at Harley that she wants to give her golden cauldron to the Ministry of Magic for display.

But Harry has lived for so many years, but he is a master at pretending to be confused.

Seeing that Harry couldn't understand what she said, Fudge could only let it go.

After all, forcibly asking Harry for a golden cauldron and Harry voluntarily donating to the Ministry of Magic are two different concepts.

Even if it's not voluntary, but voluntary, that sounds much better.

At noon, Fudge originally wanted to invite Professor Dumbledore to the banquet, and was going to invite some senior officials who were now in the Ministry of Magic.

But Professor Dumbledore firmly refused:

Connelly, don't forget, there is a very important award ceremony in the afternoon. We can't waste time like this.

That's right. Fudge was a little disappointed, but there was no gloomy look on his face. Instead, he had a simple meal in the cafeteria attached to the Ministry of Magic.

After lunch, Professor Dumbledore and Professor Slughorn took Harry and left early using the Portkey.

As the main figure of the award ceremony, Halle needs to make preparations in advance.

Fudge watched the three of them disappear with a smile, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

Hurry up and get back to your post, we still have a lot of work to do. Fudge waved his hand, and the Ministry of Magic employees and reporters behind him all left.

Only one woman in pink clothes who had been following the corner of the team did not leave.

The woman was short and fat, with a broad, flabby face, and a little black velvet bow in her short curly hair, like a toad.

You haven't left yet. Fudge frowned, Which department are you in?

Minister. The woman quickly ran over in small steps, and said respectfully in her unique high-pitched voice,

Have you forgotten? I'm Dolores Umbridge.

I promoted your book How Prefects Gain Power last time, and this time I specially report the results of the promotion to you.

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)