Hogwarts' new house

Fudge walked in with a gloomy face despite the vague smell of old rotten wood in the Burrow. When he saw Peter Pettigrew, who was fixed in the middle, his face almost watered up, and then when he saw Peter Pettigrew standing next to him In the ancient town, the water squeezed out is about to freeze.

After all, the case of Peter Pettigrew was personally handled by Barty Crouch when Millicent Barnold was the Minister. Even if Sirius was wrongly accused, the reputation of the Ministry of Magic would plummet, but this has nothing to do with him as the current Minister. Too much relationship.

After all, he has only been in office for two months.

But the current dizzying situation in the Ministry of Magic is actually caused by this guy who looks like a harmless little wizard in front of him.

From the trial of Lupin to now, howling letters have almost flooded the entire Ministry of Magic in the past few days. There are even wizarding organizations asking the Ministry of Magic to conduct a thorough investigation.

Thoroughly investigate the corruption and bribery of Ministry of Magic officials. Investigate all officials. Are you crazy? Even if Dumbledore was the minister, he would not dare to do this.

Fudge felt that he must have gone crazy for thinking of running for the post of Minister of Magic two months ago.

Seeing the sullen face in Fudge Ancient Town, I suddenly remembered one thing. It seems that Umbridge has been completely forgotten about being locked up in the basement of Winterhold for so many days. She won't starve to death, right?

The Ministry of Magic didn't come to ask for anyone.

Fudge's face twitched and he pretended to smile: "Mr. Guzhen is here too. Don't you need to worry about the affairs of Winter Valley College?"

No wonder Dumbledore looked at Fudge like a child. A politician can't even hide his emotions well, and his basic qualities are not up to standard.

Shouldn't politicians be like brothers even if they want to kill you immediately in their hearts, and make their enemies feel like a spring breeze when they talk and laugh?

Bad review

Guzhen chuckled: "Fortunately, I came to invite Mrs. Weasley to be the administrator of Winterhold."

Fudge's face twitched even more.

He has always looked down on the Weasley family, but he has never denied the ability of the Weasley family. It is a huge family that can be found in almost all walks of life in the wizarding world. Although it is not prominent, as long as the Weasley family is taken care of, the road will be smooth. wider.

I always feel like you are going to cause trouble. Why don't you just be your principal? Especially when I saw that Gu Zhen and Dumbledore seemed to be familiar with each other, my heart started to beat.

"Then I wish you success in hiring me." Fudge said stiffly.

After saying that he no longer wanted to talk to Guzhen, he forced a smile and went to chat with Dumbledore.

It's hard to be a minister

Three Aurors stepped forward to control Pettigrew. The one in charge was dressed in black robes, with a hint of gray in his brown hair. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon behind his gold-rimmed glasses, and he walked with a breeze.

Guzhen recognizes this man. He should be the Minister of Magic after Fudge stepped down. What is his name? Scrimgeour seems to be that name. Did he work in the Auror Office before taking over as Minister?

He waved his wand a few times to completely control Pettigrew. He turned back towards Guzhen and seemed to think about his words: "Mr. Guzhen, I think you may have some misunderstandings about the Ministry of Magic. If you can stand up and clarify some things, it will be better for you and everyone." There should be benefits to both.”

Guzhen raised his eyebrows, looked at Scrimgeour, and said the suggested sentence in a commanding tone. Is this a characteristic of European officials, or is it just you?

Guzhen remembers that this guy is not a bad person in general, he can even be said to be a real man, but the way you talk makes people very uncomfortable.

"Do you think I have brought shame on the Ministry of Magic and lost its credibility?"

Scrimgeour did not deny it: "I just think that wizards and the Ministry of Magic should be interdependent. If there is an inevitable conflict, the wizard should make way for the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Ministry of Magic is tied to the safety of the entire wizarding community."

"If you can clarify that the Ministry of Magic's tax collection from Wintervale is just a misunderstanding, of course, I think the Ministry of Magic will definitely make some compensation."

What a natural theory. Guzhen grinned. He was fed up with this kind of virgin bitch. It seemed that after Scrimgeour became the Minister of Magic, he wanted Harry to do it after the Ministry of Magic slandered Dumbledore and Harry Potter. Potter stands up to speak for the Ministry of Magic

Where does that face come from?

Gu Zhen chuckled: "What kind of compensation do you think the Ministry of Magic can offer me?"

I, the ancient town owns an independent world, a castle, eight million gold galleons, and countless magical creatures. I care about the compensation from the Ministry of Magic.

Sorry, even though I traveled through time and became a nouveau riche, my otaku's psychology has not changed. I don't have the ability, but I am stubborn. What I pay attention to is a happy mind.

Scrimgeour took a deep look at Guzhen.

Guzhen grinned: "How about I give you a plan? As long as you publicly admit that the inheritance tax was planned by you behind the Ministry of Magic's back, and then take the blame and resign, wouldn't it be possible to get the Ministry of Magic out of the quagmire?"

Scrimgeour turned away.

Gu Zhen's voice followed closely: "Hey, as an official of the Ministry of Magic, are you willing to sacrifice for the Ministry of Magic? Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic will definitely compensate you."

Scrimgeour followed the Auror and quickly left with Peter Pettigrew, who was floating motionless in the air.

You're not sincere. Gu Zhen shook his head. You see, the Ministry of Magic's compensation cannot even impress you, a person who deeply loves the Ministry of Magic.

Fudge gave Dumbledore a stiff, apologetic smile with trembling hands, and then hurriedly left the Burrow.

Guzhen raised his voice: "Mr. Minister, why don't you consider compensation from the Ministry of Magic?"

Fudge's speed suddenly increased.

Dumbledore laughed and seemed quite happy.

The Aurors took Pettigrew away. Only the Ministry of Magic had the right to interrogate such a major case involving Voldemort.

Tonks looked at the Auror's back with envy.

Gu Zhen asked with a smile: "I still want to be an Auror."

Tonks nodded subconsciously.

"Do you like Aurors serving the officials of the Ministry of Magic, or do you like the status quo of the Ministry of Magic as a coward?"

"Of course not," Tonks said furiously: "The life of an Auror is not just an ordinary life. Aurors walk on the edge of danger and are full of adventures and challenges. Such a life is tense and exciting."

She said and actually trembled with excitement.

Guzhen nodded: "Just like Alastor Moody"

Tonks nodded, that's an Auror, that's an idol.

Gu Zhen looked at her with a somewhat strange look: "I'm sorry, although it's rude to say this, but do you prefer to blind one eye and install a prosthetic eye to expose it, or do you prefer to saw off a leg and install a prosthetic limb to stomp on the ground?"

Moody is a hero, but being a hero requires paying an unbearable price. Moody is good, but don’t you see that Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom are still living in St. Mungo’s and there is no possibility of recovery.

Tonks winced sharply.

"When you become an Auror, you can no longer use cosmetics, because the smell of cosmetics will reveal your whereabouts, and you can no longer wear such beautiful jeans. You even have to dress up as a beggar and hide in a dirty beggar's den, or hide in the sewers. Monitor the target motionlessly, letting cockroaches and maggots crawl on you."

Tonks' face turned a little pale, but she still argued stubbornly: "So what?"

"Not so much" Guzhen shrugged: "I just think that if you just like an exciting and adventurous life, you might as well try Winter Valley. There are secluded forests that have not been explored for thousands of years, mountain tops where dragons breed, and villages where giants are hidden. , you can hear the mermaid singing while sleeping in the castle.”

The ancient town tried its best to imitate Zhao Zhongxiang's voice of "spring is coming" and followed the instructions carefully.

Tonks' eyes gradually became confused, but she suddenly woke up: "There is no way that if you go to Winter Valley to be a professor, you must be lying on your desk, grading homework, or preparing for lessons. I will go crazy in that kind of life. of"

Tonks shook her head firmly. Her soul should belong to excitement, not to a bunch of brats.