Ashes of Hogwarts

This is not Fudge's first visit to Hogwarts after becoming Minister of Magic.

In fact, for the first few years he was unusually humble in Dumbledore's presence.

It was only in the past few years that he felt that he had secured his position, so he gradually dared to act arrogantly in front of Dumbledore.

Riding the carriage pulled by the Thestral, Fudge and his men arrived at the gate of Hogwarts.

Unlike before, this time he came for purely official business.

Someone reported that Hogwarts actually kept a fire dragon privately.

Oh my gosh, this is a serious violation of the fire dragon breeding plan.

With such a legitimate reason, Fudge walked into Hogwarts with a arrogant attitude for the first time.

Two robed Aurors followed closely behind him.

Over the Black Lake, the little bronze dragon Norton was flying happily with its wings spread out. It dived into the water from time to time, and after a long while, it revealed its head with two sharp horns, and a big fish in its mouth.

Norton grew up so fast.

After only two weeks, it was already bigger than Hagrid's cabin.

If Hagrid hadn't been a wealthy man, Ash really doubted that just eating would have driven Hagrid to the point of selling himself.

"Norton, come here."

Ash clapped his hands, and the bronze dragon, which had grown to a large size, landed next to him and the fireproof girl, stirring up a puff of dust.

"Come on, little sister, let's ride it for a walk in the sky."

Norton's carrying capacity far exceeds that of dragons of the same age.

Not to mention Ash and Fireproof Girl, even adding Hagrid is more than enough.

Ash held the little sister's hand and climbed onto the dragon's back.

I don’t know why, but the fire prevention girl has become a lot lazy recently, and she is not even active in teaching the little wizards.

This is not good. We must criticize this comrade.

Just as Norton was flashing his wings and preparing to take off, a sharp and familiar cry came from not far away.

The two of them turned back at the same time.

Look who this is?

The person who came was short, chubby and stocky, with messy gray hair and an anxious look on his face.His clothes were a strange hodgepodge: pinstriped suit, bright red tie, long black cape, purple pointed boots.He held a dark green top hat under his arm.

Aha, isn't this the famous Minister of Magic, Mr. Cornelius Fudge?

It had been more than two weeks since Norton was hatched and released before he came here.

Ash had thought he would come faster.

"It's too bad, Mr. Lothric," Fudge said in a clear and fast tone. "It's so bad that I have to come. A fire dragon that comes from nowhere appears in Hogwarts. The Ministry of Magic must take action." .”

"I hope you understand, Mr. Fudge, although I don't know where you got the news from, Norton is obviously not a fire dragon." Ash frowned at Fudge and said.

Fudge's expression was unnatural, whether it was the pressure of facing Ash directly or the fact that Norton nuzzled his clothes from time to time.

He took off his top hat and kept playing with it in his hands.

"But look, Mr. Losric, it looks like a fire dragon no matter where you look from."

Ash's open eyes and lies made Fudge feel guilty, and he didn't know why.

It was obvious that the other person was talking nonsense, but he seemed so unsure of himself.

I'm the minister!

Fudge wiped the saliva that Norton licked on his face, put his hat back on, and prepared to show off his majesty as the Minister of Magic.

"Mr. Losric, if you are so uncooperative, I will take this fire dragon away by force."

Fudge was a little panicked. He didn't dare to look into Ash's scarlet eyes. He just waved for the two Aurors to come forward and deal with it.

The two young Aurors looked at each other, and neither of them dared to step forward.

The two of them had just graduated last year and were still undergoing Auror training, but they were inexplicably dragged to Hogwarts to catch dragons.

No wonder those old Aurors all shied away from coming if they had something to do.

If we had said it was Professor Losric's business, we wouldn't have come.

Seeing that the two Aurors he brought were motionless, Fudge couldn't help but secretly cursed that the young man was really unreliable.

He looked at the fireproof woman standing quietly aside.

I heard that Mrs. Losric is a quiet, beautiful witch, and very kind.

"Mrs. Lothric, can you please advise Mr. Lothric? After all, the fire dragon is too dangerous and not good for the little wizards."

Few people would be foolish enough to allow a wife to persuade her husband to do something that was not in their interests, but Fudge did just that.

To be honest, it was more likely that he would go to Dumbledore.

"Is Norton a fire dragon?" The fire-proof girl covered her small mouth that seemed to be open in surprise with a small hand: "If this is really the case, I will definitely persuade my husband to give it to the Ministry of Magic for free."

Fudge was overjoyed.

The rumors were indeed true, Mrs. Ilya Losric had a heart of gold worthy of her beauty.

He took a step forward, intending to thank the fire girl.

The young lady spoke again.

"But as far as I know, Norton is not a fire dragon. He was born from the Nirvana flames of Principal Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes. He should be considered a phoenix."

Fudge's smile froze on his face.

"Look," the Fireproof Girl added, "Norton can fly, and Fox can fly too. Isn't it obvious enough?"

She blinked her beautiful eyes, and her serious expression made Fudge unable to tell whether she was serious or just teasing him.

Ash suppressed a laugh from the side.

He was sure that the fireproof girl was seriously playing tricks on Fudge.

I don’t know when the little sister learned bad things.

So badass, I love it.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the woods not far away, followed by the little wizards screaming one after another.

If Ash remembered correctly, that was the place where he often practiced magic.

"Look, Minister Fudge, if you have nothing important to do, we'll leave first. It looks like something has happened to the little wizard and we need to deal with it."

Ash ignored Fudge.

If he has any questions, he should go directly to Dumbledore. Old Dumbledore will teach him what the dignity of a principal is.

Next to Fudge, Norton was still looking at him curiously.

This person was different from anything he had seen before.

"Let's go now, Norton. We are going to do "One Hundred and Eight Necessary Trainings for the Birth of a Fire Dragon" later!"

Ash's voice drew Norton's attention back.

The little bronze dragon turned around deftly, leaving only Fudge's broad back.

It purred happily and took steps to catch up.

"Not angry not angry."

Fudge stayed where he was, comforting himself helplessly.

"Isn't it just referring to a dragon as a bird? I'm not angry."

"You can't beat him when you're angry anyway."