Hogwarts Mysterious Man Resurrected

"No, no, how could Dumbledore have such an idea!"

Connelly shook his head and said to Lockhart with a forced smile.

From here we can see Fudge's character, which is weak and not firm.

It's obviously what I think in my heart, but I still want to refute it.

Lockhart sighed inwardly. No matter how much time passed, Connelly's character remained unchanged.

Even if you are not firm, you still have no sense of responsibility.

Suddenly, Lockhart felt bored.

He was a little disgusted by the sight of Cornelius Fudge in front of him.

Because the person in front of him destroyed the impression he had in his mind.

The two fell into silence after Connelly said those words.

Connelly was holding his own cup of coffee, his eyes full of confusion.

But Lockhart was looking at the corner of the table, thinking about what had happened.

The atmosphere was a little gloomy. Connelly looked at Lockhart and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Lockhart raised his head and faced his former best friend. Connelly took a deep breath and lay down on the chair behind him.

"I am indeed afraid of Dumbledore. As you said, I am really afraid that one day, he will suddenly change his mind. At that time, what can I do except give up this position?"

Connelly smiled bitterly, and Lockhart nodded in agreement.

As a wizard who also came from the dark ages, Lockhart knew how prestigious Professor Dumbledore was in the British wizarding world.

If Dumbledore really showed any signs of wanting to be Minister for Magic.

There will definitely be a large number of people secretly plotting how to remove Fudge from power.

There was no need for Dumbledore to take action, he only needed to express an idea.

If Lockhart was in this situation, he would probably be desperate.

but……

Lockhart looked at Connelly in front of him with a hint of ridicule on his lips.

But how could Dumbledore choose to be the Minister of Magic?

If he had wanted to, wouldn't it have been better to have come to power as early as after the mysterious man's death?

At that time, Millicent had just resigned, and the most prestigious Crouch lost his chance to be qualified because his son was accused of being a Death Eater.

If Dumbledore really wanted to be Minister of Magic, how could it be Cornelius Fudge's turn?

"I know, I know everything, but Dumbledore's prestige in the British wizarding community is far beyond your imagination. Are you really sure?"

Lockhart stepped forward, his body giving Connelly a sense of pressure.

Connelly even felt that something was different about his former friend.

"It's not a question of whether I'm sure, it's a question of whether I should do it or not."

"Since the fall of the mysterious man, Dumbledore's reputation has reached its peak, which prevents everyone from having any inappropriate thoughts when facing him."

Connelly grabbed Lockhart's hand and growled.

"But I'm afraid that if he really wants my position, I will give it to him with a smile. Why?"

"I have been the Minister of Magic for so many years, but I always feel like there is an extra person above me. I have to seek Dumbledore's opinion on everything I do. I have been through this kind of life."

He was lying on a chair, his eyes gloomy and terrifying.

Lockhart looked at him and could feel the anger in his heart more and more.

But, so what?

What he wants now is not something simple.

When the time comes, maybe Cornelius Fudge, his former best friend, will turn against him in the future!

But the difference is that if Cornelius Fudge is the future Minister of Magic in the British wizarding world, Lockhart is confident that he can let them experience the terror of the Brotherhood.

Cornelius Fudge's own personality is not suitable for being the Minister of Magic.

After so many years, he seems increasingly irresponsible.

And, the most important thing is that he is too familiar with Connelly, better than anyone else.

"Connelly, you don't need to worry so much. Maybe it's just you thinking too much."

Lockhart thought for a moment and then spoke to Connelly.

"No, Lockhart, you don't understand."

Connelly raised his head, his eyes full of red, looking a little ferocious and terrifying.

But after seeing too much and experiencing some different things, Lockhart is no longer the Lockhart he once was.

He quickly regained his composure and looked at Connelly with an indifferent expression.

"Don't get excited, there may be other ways."

"You're right, there may be other ways, as long as I can prove that I can do better than Dumbledore, that's all."

Connelly's eyes sparkled with an unknown light, and for the first time Lockhart felt that the person in front of him was so strange.

It was as if he was meeting him for the first time.

Then, Connelly looked at Lockhart, his eyes dark, and he was silent for a long time.

Lockhart kept the smile on his face, but one of his hands was clutching his wand.

Once Connelly makes any weird move, Lockhart will immediately fight back against him.

The wands are ready, and now we need to see Connelly's attitude.

"You're going to help me, aren't you? Lockhart!"

Finally, Cornelius relaxed his body and lay on the chair, staring at Lockhart with a confused and blank look in his eyes.

After all, he did not choose to take action. His character shaped his current choice.

Lockhart's body slowly relaxed, but the hand behind his back still held the wand.

Once Connelly changes his mind, he won't be powerless to resist.

Lockhart knew that this was a choice Connelly made himself make.

Choose him or Dumbledore of Hogwarts.

Lockhart had no doubt that if he rejected Connelly today, he would be in the Auror office tomorrow.

After being the Minister of Magic for so many years, Fudge may still not be responsible at all, but his ruthlessness is not bad at all.

"Of course, my friend, how could I not be on your side."

Lockhart had a smile on his face, looking bright and sunny.

"I have already thought about leaving Hogwarts after this year ends."

"So, I will definitely stand by your side."

"You won't disbelieve me!"

Connelly shied away from Lockhart's sincere eyes.

"Of course I believe you, my friend."

"If you can't be trusted, then who can I trust?"

"It's just that, you know, I always get a little worried sometimes."

Connelly looked at Lockhart, Lockhart looked at Connelly, and then they both looked at each other and smiled.

it is more than words.