I, Hogwarts Second Week

Irving was never unnecessarily angry at anyone.

Unless that person is the first to raise his wand at him.

Even the Death Eaters, Bella, Barty Cratchit Jr.

People are all complicated, and the pain of the times falls inadvertently on those sensitive individuals, stinging them and angering them, and the blood mixed with hatred flows into their bodies.

And Fudge is this type of person.

He has his own little thoughts. As the least influential person in the Ministry of Magic, before becoming the Minister of Magic, he was just the Deputy Minister of the Department of Magical Disasters.

Above him, there can be people with ten fingers.

Fudge's ability to secure this position can be traced back to Dumbledore.

Don't think that it is a shameful act to write to Dumbledore to ask for advice on how to govern.

If Fudge is so hopelessly stupid that he doesn't even know how to run the Ministry of Magic, then in order to save his face, Floo fans and the like will always find a way to cover it up.

However, the fact is that everyone in the wizarding world knows that the current Minister of Magic often consults Dumbledore on matters.

It is impossible for Dumbledore to accidentally tell others this news while drinking tea, so there is only one possibility, and that is that this news was deliberately released by Fudge or Fudge's campaign team.

Regardless of whether the Headmaster really gave him advice, the fact is that most of his colleagues in the Ministry of Magic believed that the decree issued by Connelly was equivalent to what Dumbledore approved of.

This is why Fudge was able to secure the position of Minister of Magic from a marginal figure within a few years. He even had his own team during the Goblet of Fire period and dared to confront Dumbledore.

That's not stupid, but he already had strong political capital during the Goblet of Fire period.

Even Dumbledore's stand could not convince many people in the wizarding world that Voldemort was back.

But these are all things for later.

For now, he still can't live without Dumbledore.

Otherwise, he would not show his loyalty and come to the old principal tonight.

That's why Owen felt a little angry about Fudge's current behavior.

If he had a clearer mind, he would know that right now, he is not qualified to stir up trouble with Dumbledore!

"You? What are you!" Owen tilted his head and mocked unscrupulously: "You seem to be confused about the situation."

"Professor Dumbledore can get you out of the Minister's chair with just one word."

"What a shameless statement." He walked up to Hermione and the others step by step, waved his wand gently, and cleaned it up. In an instant, all the debris on the little witch and their unlucky accomplices disappeared.

Magic passed through Hermione's body, and she suddenly felt a very reassuring warmth coming out of nowhere.

Just like - the girls' bathroom on the third floor, the Forbidden Forest, and the trap door on the fourth floor a year and a half ago.

Staring at Owen with a pair of bloodshot eyes, the little witch stared blankly at Owen. She suddenly understood why she tolerated so many of this guy's erratic behaviors before.

Many of the things he did were indeed absurd and even evil, but they were always so reliable.

With him around, it's like there's nothing to fear.

"Don't look at me like that, Miss Granger." There was a smile on Owen's lips, and the anger in his heart also lightened a lot: "I'm sorry to tell you that there will definitely be no Gryffindor House Cup this year. ."

"ha?"

Ignoring Hermione's little expression, he turned to look at the idiot again, "If you really have the slightest bit of brain power, you will realize that you are threatening the world today with these little wizards. The most powerful wizard in the world."

"Do you know what this means?"

"What?" Fudge's angry face froze for a rare moment, his eyes evasive, as if he wanted to wait for an adverse reaction.

But the professor didn't pay attention to him.

The old principal kept looking into the distance, where several professors gathered around and were putting out the fire.

Then, Owen continued in a very threatening tone: "You know? If Professor Dumbledore is willing, he can chop you, all of you, into eight pieces in one second, or he can spend Be thoughtful, waste a few seconds, capture you all alive, and then cleanse this memory."

"Don't worry, the Headmaster's Forgetting Charm is definitely more skilled than Lockhart's."

His sinister tone sounded like a devil whispering.

The Aurors around him couldn't help but tremble.

The fierce fire in the forest is still burning.

They absolutely believe that what Irving said is true.

"How dare you?" Fudge's momentum dropped a bit again, his expression was a little panicked, and he looked at the unfavorable eyes of others with more fear.

"Or, we can try another way." As he said that, Owen pulled the reluctant Malfoy over, "Do you know who his father is?"

"Lucius, Lucius Malfoy. What do you think will happen if Lucius turns to support Barty Crouch from now on?"

"Public opinion is very easy to manipulate. As long as a few reports are published about the Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation being a British wizard and dedicating his life to the Ministry of Magic, within a few weeks, the stain on his life will be wiped away."

"People even lament how great his ideals of upholding justice and upholding justice are, etc.! Sir, look at it, the public is like this lake. Whatever paint you pour in, it will turn into what color-"

"You" Fudge stared at Owen in disbelief.

It's hard to believe that these words came from a teenage wizard.

His eyes kept wandering over Draco and Dumbledore Owen.

He was calculating the pros and cons of this - Lucius was the biggest financial backer behind him. If he loses his support,

The golden Gallon connections that I spent a whole year accumulating may collapse in an instant.

"Yeah! My dad just had dinner with Director Barty Cratchit a few days ago." Draco on the side said reluctantly under Owen's caring shoulder and threat.

A look of disgust and impatience.

Hearing this, Fudge, whose anger had swallowed up his sanity, finally regained consciousness.

He looked at Dumbledore again, his blood-red eyes full of resentment, and he didn't want to stop there.

Because those little wizards really attacked him.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

And what about Dumbledore?

The old principal always ignored Fudge's gaze and made no excuse for Owen's threatening remarks.

oh! What did the kid say?

Oops! The little guy just has a bad personality. How can you take what a twelve or thirteen year old child says seriously?

Adult wizards need to be more mature.

He - is just a child!

"These little wizards." Fudge still wanted to make a final struggle, but he just spoke.

Suddenly there was a flash of light in front of my eyes.

"Click!" There were a few more flashes of light, freezing several young wizards with numb expressions and the magic handcuffs on the ground.

That's the camera flash.

Colin! Colin Creevey!

He was the new boy in Gryffindor, the little boy who adored Harry.

I often take pictures in the academy with a camera.

Honestly, he wanted to send the photo home to his mother and let her know about this magical world as well.

Okay~_~

Of course Colin won't suddenly appear here.

This was naturally due to Owen's coercion and inducement~~~

He used Harry's personal photo shooting rights to successfully lure the kid over.

As for Harry

oops! No matter how big a deal it is, just cast a few petrification spells and I’m sure you can achieve any pose. (laughing)!

"What are you doing?" Kingsley frowned, not used to the sudden dazzling flash.

It's Auror nature.

None of them like stupid creatures like wizard reporters.

I take pictures everywhere with a broken camera every day - what if I take a picture of something confidential?

"Record life! Sir!" Owen had a faint smile on his face. Then he slowly pulled Colin behind him, "After all, we are just a group of weak, helpless, and pitiful Hogwarts second-year wizards. Oh! Merlin! We don't even have Avada - well - not ——I have never learned the floating spell.”

Hearing the sound, Professor Flitwick frowned.

He said: What did you say?

Hufflepuff wants to deduct points, right?

"In case that shameless wizard lies and says that we attacked several Aurors and Ministry of Magic officials, these photos are the evidence!"

He looked sad and angry, as if he had been deceived by the whole world, "Oh! God, if any adult wizard believes that a group of young wizards who don't even know the levitating spell can defeat Aurors, then he must have been hit by a troll. !”

Kingsley looked at Owen in shock.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then his eyes fell on the two unlucky Aurors who were put down by Hermione.

I saw the word 'embarrassment' written all over the screen on their livid faces.

If there was a tree hole under their feet at this time, the two of them would probably go right into it without hesitation.

‘Stop talking, it’s too embarrassing. ’

They preferred to let the matter go, and they did not want to pursue it. After all, if this matter spread, the lives of these two Aurors would be socially dead.

Even the position of Auror may not be guaranteed.

After all, the public would not believe that two adult wizards who could not even defeat young wizards would be able to protect them.

"Fangs and sharp mouth!" Fudge's hair stuck to his forehead, with some yellow debris mixed in the black color. Once his eyes were no longer fierce, this image of honor seemed a bit funny.

Facing the Minister of Magic's indifferent eyes, Owen didn't care at all and still leaned against Draco lazily.

Now that the threats are over, the sweetness comes next.

"I heard that the Ministry of Magic has been very busy recently because of Lockhart's affairs, and even has a serious financial deficit." He was talking about the many countries' demands for compensation from the British Ministry of Magic.

Those people are menacing and will never give up until they get the money, but this money cannot be spent by the Ministry of Magic.

Otherwise it would be considered a sign of weakness by British wizards.

"Mr. Malfoy was very distraught when he heard about it."

"That's right." Draco gritted his teeth after Owen secretly elbowed him in the back.

"As a promising wizard who cares about the Ministry of Magic, the United Kingdom, and all wizards in the United Kingdom, Mr. Malfoy is heartbroken and sympathizes with the wizards from other countries or his own country who were attacked by Lockhart,"

"Hmm, I haven't slept in several days," Draco said.

"In order to establish a sound and good system for wizards to save lives and heal the wounded, to consolidate the friendly international relations between Britain and other countries, and to carry forward the excellent gentlemanly tradition of our British Empire, Mr. Malfoy will decide!"

"Establish a wizarding world personal insurance company (to buy insurance), and provide free (the most expensive) long-term (continuously plucking wool) and considerate (guaranteed not to starve to death) to all the poor wizards who have been harmed by Lockhart's despicable ) medical assistance, and the philanthropic Mr. Malfoy will also donate a special fund to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries (bringing all injured wizards to the UK to prevent people from spreading nonsense) (to ensure equality, no one can Apply) for the treatment of these wizards. (Quietly and secretly dispose of the people)"

"???" Draco's eyes gradually lit up with flames as he listened to the nonsense in his ears!

Wow! You Hufflepuffs are so kind.

Do you know how much it costs to save those wizards?

Do you think that the assets of the Malfoy family are not brought by the strong wind, and are not your own money, so you don’t feel bad about using them, right?

Be careful, I will never cooperate with you.

Draco, who had just made a grand oath in his heart, suddenly felt his ears itching, and then he heard the whisper of an evil succubus (crossed out) demon: "Be careful if I send a photo of you in a small skirt to your dad! "

? ? ?

Hearing the sound, Draco was startled, then turned to look at Owen.

When have I ever worn a skirt.

Before he could ask the question in his heart, he was stared at by Owen's playful eyes, which made his skin crawl all over.

Okay, he understands

In order to prevent himself from being forced to wear a slim-fitting black skirt with lace and embroidered roses one day in the future, Draco had no choice but to show an awkward yet elegant smile against his will and said: "Yes, my dad That’s the idea.”

snort!

Listening to Draco's words against his will.

Owen looked disgusted.

Look!

This is the difference between landlords and capitalists, they have no vision at all.

The wizard lived nearly two hundred years as a dog.

If he is a member of an ancient family, if he is given two hundred years, what kind of unicorn will he need for the election of president of the Federation? That’s whoever I’m referring to!

Look at this useless landowning class. They are focused on guarding their little bit of land and have no foresight at all. They really deserve to be thrown into the gutter by Minister Granger.

"Here" listen to Irving's big cakes.

Fudge was a little moved.

Sorry, he was impulsive just now.

The professors who had subdued Li Huo all came to the Black Lake.

The other professors just looked at everyone calmly, but Professor Snape was different. The disgust in his eyes almost came out of his eyes.

He hates everyone present equally.

including Professor Dumbledore

This made Fudge sincerely feel that he couldn't take these little wizards away no matter what today.

Not even taking away the Ravenclaw relics.

forget it! He retreated from the bottom of his heart. The cowardly person immediately retreated out of habit after realizing that he no longer had the upper hand.

This ending is not bad.

At least there was a resolution to the Lockhart matter.

This trip can't be considered in vain.

As he pondered, his eyes fell on Professor Dumbledore again. After getting the other party's approval and guarantee, this farce finally had an unsatisfactory ending.

One more chapter. Wait a moment!