HP Magic Biography

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Yes, said Fudge irritably, well, I'm glad the Knight Bus got Harry here, but he and I must go to the Leaky Cauldron now...

Fudge put the pressure on Harry's shoulders, and Harry found himself being pushed into the little bar. A hunched figure with a lantern in his hand emerged from the doorway behind the bar.

Fan Lin looked vigilantly at the unexpected Minister of Magic. He knew that Animagus would not be easy to detect, as long as he acted like an animal enough.

Fan Lin had to climb over Harry's shoulders, and he walked around Harry's neck, looking very panicked.

This is Tom, the wrinkled, toothless boss. You've found him, Minister! said Tom. What would you like? Beer? Brandy?

Maybe a pot of tea, said Fudge, still holding on to Harry. There was a shuffling and puffing behind them, and Thornpark and Ern emerged, carrying Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage, looking around excitedly.

Why didn't you tell us you were Harry Potter, Neville? said Thornpark, grinning at Harry as Ern's owl-like face rested on Stan's shoulder. stared with interest.

A private room, Tom, said Fudge flatly.

Goodbye, said Harry pitifully to Stan and Ern, as Tom motioned to Fudge to leave the bar and go down the aisle.

Goodbye, Neville! cried Sampak. Fudge forced Harry to follow Tom's lantern down the narrow passage, and they entered a small booth.

Tom snapped his fingers, and a fire was kindled in the grate; he bowed, and went away. Sit down, Harry, said Fudge, pointing to a chair by the fire. Harry sat down.

Despite the fire, he still felt goose bumps on his arms. Fudge took off his pinstriped robes, threw them aside, then hastily pulled up the trousers of his dark green suit and sat down across from Harry. I'm Cornelius Fudge, Harry. Minister for Magic. Of course Harry already knew; he'd seen Fudge once before, but he was wearing his father's Invisibility Cloak then, and he couldn't let Fudge know about it.

Fan Lin just lay there, he wanted to see if the British Minister of Magic was really as confused as he remembered...

Tom the barman reappeared, wearing an apron over his pajamas, and brought tea and crumpets on a tray.

He placed the tray on the table between Fudge and Harry, and left the booth, closing the door behind him.

Well, Harry, said Fudge, pouring out the tea, I'm not afraid you know that you've got us all in a panic. Running out of your aunt and uncle's like that! I thought . . . but you didn't Something happened, that's what matters. Fudge buttered his own scone and pushed the plate towards Harry.

Hey, Harry, you look lifeless. Now... you'll be glad to hear how we resolved the unfortunate blow-up of Miss Maggie. A few hours ago, two members of the Incident Reversal Department Ordered to Privet Drive. Miss Maggie recovered and her memory adjusted. She doesn't remember the incident. That's how it happened. No harm done.

Fudge smiled at Harry over the edge of his teacup,

It's like an uncle looking at his beloved nephew.

Harry couldn't believe his ears, opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't think of what to say, so he closed his mouth.

Where do you spend the rest of your two-week vacation. I suggest you take a room at the Leaky Cauldron and...

Wait a minute... Harry said in a hurry, which startled Fan Lin, What about my punishment, I mean, this matter is like this...

Punishment?

Yes, said Harry, I broke the law restricting the use of magic by minors...

Fan Lin curled his lips. This decree is useless. Many pure-blood wizard families would not care about this poor decree. Of course, you can't cast spells with a wand in front of Muggles, and Harry...

Fan Lin suddenly thought of why Harry was always being discovered. Not only Dumbledore, but the Ministry of Magic also sent people to monitor Harry, which was why Sirius was discovered so quickly.

Thinking of this, Fan Lin's body was a little stiff, I hope the Ministry of Magic won't care about an ordinary ferret...

Oh, dear boy, we won't punish you for such a trivial matter! Fugu waved his baked dough impatiently impatiently.

That was an accident! We don't send people to Azkaban just to brag about their aunt! But those words didn't sit well with Harry's past dealings with the Ministry.

Fan Lin pouted secretly. They were just monitoring Harry, and it was more because of Sirius' escape. They didn't want Harry to be involved in this matter.

Last year, I got a formal warning just because my uncle's house-elf ruined a pudding! said Harry, frowning. The Ministry of Magic said that if I do any more magic there, I will be expelled from Hogwarts!

Unless Harry's eyes deceived him, because Fudge suddenly looked embarrassed.

Circumstances change, Harry... in the present case... what we have to consider is... surely you don't want to be expelled?

Of course not, said Harry.

Well, then why are you panicking? Fudge laughed easily. Here, a piece of toast, Harry, and let me go find Tom and get you a house.

After speaking, Fudge walked out, while Fan Lin squatted on Harry's lap, and he couldn't leave yet.

After a while, Fudge returned to normal, and he arranged for Harry to go to Room 11.

Room eleven is empty, Harry, said Fudge, and I think you'd be very comfortable living there. There's only one thing, and I think you'll understand: you don't want to go to Muggle London. Wander around, will you? Just stay in Diagon Alley and don't go out, and you have to come back every day before dark. You must understand why. Tom will keep an eye on you for me.

Okay, said Harry slowly, but why?

Don't want to lose you again, don't we? Fudge laughed heartily. No, no...we better know where you are...I mean...

Fudge cleared his throat loudly and picked up his pinstriped robe.

Okay, I'm leaving, I'm busy, you know.

Do you have any news about Sirius Black? Harry asked suddenly, and Fan Lin was also very concerned about this issue.

Fudge's fingers slipped on the silver buttons of his robes.

What do you mean? Oh, you heard—well, no, not yet, but it's only a matter of time. The guards of Azkaban have never failed before...they're terribly annoyed this time, more than I am It's amazing every time you know it. Fudge trembled a little.

Okay, Harry...the Ministry of Magic still has work, I think I have to leave. Fudge said awkwardly, Tom!

Fudge waved his hand, he motioned for Tom to take Harry away quickly, and then he hurried out himself.

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