The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

As the highest floor of the Ministry of Magic: the basement floor, it is naturally placed as the Minister's office.

The three of them pushed open its door. Ms. Umbridge immediately felt that the cooling spell in the room was too low, but she did not need to worry because she was only allowed to stand at the door and was responsible for closing the door from the outside.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Hello, Neo."

"Albus...Dumbledore!"

"Oh, it's you, Tom, what a surprise!"

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"So, this is our respected Minister Fudge, right?"

Neo ignored the serious confrontation between the old and the young and sat down on the empty chair next to Dumbledore.

Unlike the rude Tom, he took the initiative to say hello to the pale and insignificant Minister of Magic behind the desk.

The new minister now had a stern face, sharp black eyes, and chin twitching like a bulldog. He looked like an old-school British tough guy, with no trace of incompetence at all.

"Rumors are harmful to people. Mr. Fudge seems to be very capable. He will definitely be a good and sincere minister..."

But before Neo could finish his sentence, he was slapped hard in the face.

"You evil devil, don't expect me to surrender!"

Fudge held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands and stared at Neo's friendly face, as if he wanted to stab something with his eyes. It was obvious that he had suppressed his anger since Neo stepped into the office door... And fear.

Dumbledore had caused him a lot of trouble. The Aurors had been unsuccessfully returning to Azkaban for many days. The families of the sacrificed team had also been comforted. The Ministry of Magic had even begun to look for new members. In prisons where prisoners are placed, issues are submitted to the review process...

But yesterday, Dumbledore suddenly wrote a letter saying that he had discovered the truth behind the Azkaban incident.

Is this a matter of truth?

This is a bloody and painful thing that should have been over, thrown into the archives, carefully cared for by dust, and forgotten and ignored by everyone.

"Voldemort is back..."

Oh, the bad news turns out to be even worse. It must be false.

Fudge didn't want to admit it until Dumbledore said the man's name: Neo Slytherin, and what surprised Fudge even more, "I made an appointment with him in the office of the Minister of Magic. Under your witness, we will talk about the future." Some may undergo further negotiations."

So many times, so many times, my thoughts and opinions about the British wizarding world have been ignored. Why do you think this time, Dumbledore, that you regard me so important, that I am here to witness and witness your ridiculous nonsense?

He didn't want to believe this letter from Hogwarts, even though Albus Dumbledore came half an hour early for this meeting and patiently explained the current situation to him.

However, when Neo stepped into the office with a smile, the looking glass on the table that detected malice immediately spun like a top. Next to it, a crisis warning white crystal dripped blood, and an ashtray spit out. The black smoke resembled a skull... Fudge calmed down, and Dumbledore didn't look like an alarmist.

He resisted pulling on the rescue alarm ring.

This is his first year as Minister of Magic, and he still has the heart to really do something. This is the only precious confidence that has not been consumed by bureaucracy.

Next year he would ring that alarm, and the year after that he would block the fireplace and keep Dumbledore out.

The year after next, he would definitely have the Aurors put Dumbledore in a nursing home immediately.

"It seems that Dumbledore has told many people about my identity."

Neo smiled. Although he wasted a vow with Harry Potter on secrecy, he didn't really care if he was already widely known. Harry couldn't reveal this because he wanted to be more harsh on the child. Treatment, this is what professors require of students.

Dumbledore, isn't that why Neo wanted to discuss this matter with him today?

Fudge gritted his teeth tighter, but on the other side, Tom finally put away his wand. The spare wand exposed his weakness. Dumbledore saw the weakness of this thing, and then he felt relieved for the time being. Turn to deal with the more dangerous one.

"I didn't know that you actually had an extra...brother?"

He wanted to use the relationship between Aberforth and himself to guess the relationship between Neo and Tom, but unfortunately, his expectations were disappointed.

"He is me, or rather, he is 16-year-old me."

Neo picked up the black tea on the table and directly revealed Tom's identity.

"For reasons you may soon discover, I am not alone in Voldemort. Of course, I am responsible for most of the known Death Eater activities. These things, like Azkaban, were indeed my doings... ....Identity is just a form of essence, and my essence is a person who should have died long ago. Then, in your eyes, I am just a pure dark wizard who pursues magic, drifting with the ups and downs of fate. , playing the dual roles of victim and perpetrator.”

"And the person behind me... little Tom, he is unfortunate. He was given a bad reputation prematurely by two predecessors who have the same nature as him. After all, from an objective perspective, he almost Nobler than anyone in this building, he has only appeared in this world this year, before he could move closer to our legacy as Lord Voldemort."

"Of course, don't rule out the possibility that he has evil thoughts deep in his heart and wants to conspire to subvert the wizarding world. It's always right to be more vigilant about people and things related to Voldemort."

Dumbledore looked at Neo and Tom calmly, then turned to look at Fudge, with a clear meaning in his eyes.

For the greatest white wizard of this century who has solved the ravages of two Dark Lords, Dumbledore can still stand calmly on the cusp of the problem, giving people confidence with his calm demeanor, but silence without saying a word is often more powerful than words. Can explain the problem.

Fudge knew that the time had come for him to act stupid, and he only had this little cleverness that Dumbledore could take notice of.

"Why should anyone believe your words? Maybe he was just a farce that was surprising when you used polyjuice potion, transformation... To be honest, I'm not surprised at all. The mysterious man is back... .... Every year some old fool yells this after drinking too much, but I, as the British Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, will always stand by everyone and fight you to the end!"

When you say this, the sweat on your forehead will not drip down to be more imposing. After all, he is not a minister recognized for his wisdom and courage.

"well said!