Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

"Gilderoy, I haven't seen you for many years. I never thought that when I saw you again, you would become a professor at Hogwarts."

Fudge, the British Minister of Magic, looked at the man standing in front of him with an elegant smile with complicated eyes.

Time seemed to have left no trace on his face, and he still looked as young and handsome as a few years ago.

"Connelly, long time no see!"

"Everything in the world is unpredictable, and I never thought that one day, I would become a professor at Hogwarts to teach those students."

"This is actually a good thing for me."

Lockhart took off his hat, put it on his chest, and bowed slightly, showing his very good etiquette.

He got to know Minister Fudge a long time ago. After experiencing some things together, his relationship with Cornelius Fudge quickly warmed up and they became good friends who interacted with each other.

Before Lockhart began his deception.

He was also very close to Cornelius Fudge, who was lucky enough to sit on the throne of Minister of Magic.

But later, when Lockhart first felt the different feeling that fame and fortune brought to him.

Everything has changed, he deviated from his original intention, and then silently distanced himself from Fudge.

At the height of his fame, Lockhart barely met Fudge.

I don't know what kind of psychology it was because of Lockhart's deception, but he unilaterally severed contact with Fudge.

Until now...

But Lockhart knew that if he hadn't met Lothar after coming to Hogwarts, if he hadn't had the goal he wanted again, he might not have come to see Connelly.

Even if there is Dumbledore's request!

"Yeah, that's a good thing."

"What I didn't expect was that you would change so much after going to Hogwarts once."

Lockhart was stunned by Fudge's words, but he didn't come back to his senses.

He has indeed changed a lot. Before going to Hogwarts, Lockhart was just for fame and fortune, but after that, he was thinking about how to strengthen their brotherhood.

Fudge picked up his wand and pointed it in front of himself.

A "ding-a-bell" sounded, and then a house-elf in rags appeared, interrupting Lockhart's musings.

"The great Minister Fudge, and the distinguished Mr. Lockhart, what would you like to drink?"

"Coffee, no sugar, no milk."

Fudge said calmly. It was obvious that he often drank coffee like this.

I don’t know what the meaning of this is.

"I do not need."

Lockhart didn't mean anything else.

He nodded to the house elf in front of him and waited for the house elf to go down.

He looked at Cornelius Fudge with strange eyes.

"I remember that you used to be very afraid of bitter food, and you would not touch even a little bit of bitter food. But now, this is a bit unlike you, Connelly."

"People change, Lockhart! Whether it's me or you."

Connelly looked at Lockhart with deep meaning in his eyes.

Facing the eyes of his once best friend, Lockhart backed away slightly.

He had a guess in mind, and Lockhart felt that it was probably the truth.

"Minister, your coffee!"

At this time, the house elf from before came back again, and he opened the door of the minister's office.

His appearance broke the strange atmosphere between Connelly and Lockhart.

Lockhart changed to a more comfortable sitting position. He had not seen each other for many years, and his relationship with Connelly was not what it used to be.

Facing Connelly's eyes just now, he really felt a little pressure from the Minister of Magic.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Lockhart watched Cornelius Fudge pick up the coffee from the house elf's hand and take a sip.

"Go down, no one will enter the minister's office without my permission."

"I understand, Minister, and I'll tell them."

The house elf bowed respectfully to Fudge, then walked out. When leaving, he deliberately closed the door.

Lockhart watched quietly as his former best friend acted in front of him.

The panic in my heart has completely disappeared.

"You want to deal with Dumbledore?"

Connelly's hand holding the coffee paused slightly.

"How to say?"

"Because you're scared!"

Lockhart looked at Connelly with complicated eyes, a hint of sadness in his tone.

He knew that his friend had also changed, and that he might never be able to look back.

But as Connelly said, people change.

This time, that time, every time it looks different.

"Why should I be afraid of Dumbledore? He is a good wizard that everyone praises and is the patron saint of our British wizarding community. Without him, maybe the entire British wizarding community would have fallen into misfortune under the rule of the mysterious man. earth."

Cornelius Fudge said with a smile, and with his big belly, he really had a sense of joy for the occasion.

But looking at Connelly's hidden gaze, Lockhart smiled calmly.

"That's why, Connelly."

"It is because he is the Principal of Hogwarts, Dumbledore, whom everyone praises and admires, that you are so afraid of him and want to deal with him."

"Because you are afraid, afraid that he will take your position, afraid that he will suddenly want to be the Minister of Magic at some point, and you will be powerless to stop him."

Lockhart blinked, and the words he spoke made Connelly's face grow paler and his eyes darker.

His words were like a knife, stabbing into Connelly's heart again and again.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Connelly is really afraid.

After being the Minister of Magic for many years, Connelly has become obsessed with the taste of power.

If you want him to easily give up everything he has been working on for more than ten years.

I'm afraid he won't get what he wants, and he will fight to the end.

But this is precisely the reason for Connelly's sadness.

If Dumbledore really wanted this spot under his ass, not only could he not stop it.

He also wanted to smile and congratulate Dumbledore on becoming Minister of Magic.

This is the saddest reason for him, he has no power to resist Dumbledore.

Even though the old man had made it clear that he would not serve as Minister of Magic, Connelly was still afraid.

It's like a tiger sleeping next to a person.

Even though he knew that the tiger would not kill him, he was still afraid.

It wasn't that Connelly didn't know that Dumbledore didn't want to be Minister of Magic.

But just like that ordinary person, he was very afraid that the tiger next to him would eat him because he was hungry.

He was afraid that one day Dumbledore would change his mind.