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"...You will definitely like the next segment "Hospice Care"."

As Hughes said that Voldemort was so moved, he waved his hand to open the mirror space. After Fudge's reminder, everyone really saw Voldemort who was tied up in chains. As for the low Quirrell and Quirrell's soul in the sky, they looked small in comparison. There is no sense of existence.

Suddenly a flash of light came on. It turned out to be a media reporter taking pictures. He was indeed the trump card of the newspaper. This reaction went beyond instinct.

"It's developed, it's developed. This trip is really worth a thousand dollars. Whether it's Carter or Dumbledore, we have loved you since a few years ago."

These reporters were like a cat that almost screamed "Chun" excitedly when asked about its fishy smell.

Although they didn't know what kind of magic Hughes was operating, the representatives of Sir Merlin and the Wizengamot paid more attention to the magic itself than Fudge and others, so this unknown magic attracted them even more.

If it weren't for the Dark Night Knights on the side, they might have dragged Hughes up to discuss magic.

Fudge, Umbridge, Crouch, Scrimgeour and many other important officials from the Ministry of Magic, regardless of their faction or alignment, all looked scared or solemn when facing Voldemort who appeared in front of them.

The name of a person is the shadow of a tree.

They say a rotten ship still has three pounds of nails!

Previously, the wizarding world recognized that Voldemort was dead, and wizards in the world did not dare to call him by his name. You can imagine how much shock it will cause when a living mansion appears.

Fortunately, after watching for a long time, Voldemort was still bound by the chains. Even with his extremely ugly face, he could not escape. It seemed that Voldemort was really caught, and everyone's faces looked a little better.

There is a saying that goes well, if you are given three points of color, you can open a dyeing workshop.

After seeing that Voldemort was really killed and his spirits were rising and falling, Fudge couldn't think of anything to say, so he spoke to Hughes in a high tone.

"Mr. Carter, you and Dumbledore have done a good job in catching the biggest criminal who has harmed the wizarding world. Now that we are here, you can hand him over to us."

"I promise you that we will never let any bad guy go. On behalf of the Ministry of Magic, I solemnly reiterate that the purpose of the Ministry of Magic is to benefit wizards, so we are inseparable from evil..."

Fudge gave full play to the role of his "anus". In addition to spraying Yoneda Kyou, he also released "yaki".

Fudge thought that with his three-inch tongue, a mere student was just a meal delivered to his door, and he would get all the credit. He didn't see the contemptuous and teasing eyes of the Wizengamot representative behind him at all.

Even Crouch tilted his head and looked at him, thinking: "How did I lose to such an idiot in the first place?"

In fact, Fudge's idea is very simple. As long as Voldemort can be obtained, and then the Ministry of Magic will execute Voldemort, won't all the credit and reputation belong to the Ministry of Magic?

The Ministry of Magic belongs to him as the Minister.

At the same time, Fudge also harbored anger.

"Dumbledore, if you want to arrest Voldemort, you should notify the Ministry of Magic first! You don't take him seriously as the minister. This is simply arresting someone beyond his authority and enforcing the law..."

While Fudge was playing with the minister's accent, the purebloods in the VIP area also looked like they had seen a ghost.

When the mirror space was first opened, some people exclaimed: Master, Lord Voldemort and other titles.

Their psychological activities and emotional changes can be seen from their expressions, including disbelief, fear, bewilderment, contradictions, and finally a little envy.

What are you envious of?Maybe I'm envious of a certain Malfoy!

Although Voldemort could see everyone before, he was still in the mirror space at that time. The sudden loss of the mirror image made Voldemort unable to adapt for a while. Now a long time has passed, and even Fudge pointed at him and demanded that he be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for trial. Only then did Voldemort react.

Of course, Voldemort could not accept such a situation.

It's so embarrassing. If he has been baptized in the Internet era, he will definitely understand what social death is.

"Damn pure-blood scum, wizard traitor, despicable person, you have no shame..."

Voldemort, who became a new member of the society, could not recognize the reality from the embarrassing situation for a while. He cursed Hughes, thinking that Hughes had lost the demeanor of a strong man and actually humiliated him like this.

Another flash.

"Take pictures, take pictures. Even if Merlin comes today, it won't stop us from adhering to the working principles of journalists."

In the past, the world has been under the threat of Voldemort. When has the Dark Lord cursed the streets like a Muggle shrew?

It is absolutely impossible for reporters to miss such a moment. In just a few moments, a manuscript several inches long has been typed in their minds.

The title is called "Revealing: The Unknown Side of the Dark Lord" or "Shocking: The Dark Lord You Didn't Know Could Be Like This" "Live Broadcast: A Cool Song for the Former Dark Lord"

……

Ollivander, who was sitting in the VIP area, smiled knowingly.

Voldemort's move seemed like a fairy falling from heaven to earth.

Not to mention the stunned Fudge and others, the image of Voldemort in the past as cold and domineering was instantly shattered in the minds of everyone in the pure-blood faction.

Fudge thought to himself: "Did Voldemort hurt his brain before he was caught? Wasn't Dumbledore what Voldemort should have scolded the most? Why did he catch a student and beep for a long time? What is he doing? Is he trying to rob me? The target of verbal punishment?"

Maybe Fudge didn't quite understand, but everyone in the pure-blood faction had somewhat turned a corner.

The Carlo brothers thought to themselves: "Sure enough, that kid on the stage is so powerful that even Voldemort can't get enough of him."

"Damn it, you obviously have pure blood to be so good! But why does he keep targeting us?"

"If he didn't attack the pure-blood faction and just said a few words, we would have joined his forces just like the traitor Malfoy."

Just when the pure-blood faction secretly scolded Lucius as a person who picked up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to scold his mother, Lucius was so happy in his heart.

In his view, Voldemort is now like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by Hughes.

Such facts and endings are simply too satisfying and too real.

"Lucius, Lucius, you are such a little genius! You are so accurate every time you invest, it's great!"

"Hehe~Hehe~"

Lucius raised the corners of his mouth and let out a slightly lewd laugh, which made Bucky, who didn't know what was going on next to him, worried.

He secretly distanced himself from each other, thinking: "Xius, where did you get this guy? Is he a fool?"

Looking back, the students on the stage ignored him, and Voldemort, who had become a prisoner, also ignored him. The vague eyes around him also made him uncomfortable, and Fudge felt very unhappy.

In order not to lose his dignity, he shook his body, pointed at the restrained Voldemort, and scolded.

"Shut up, you dirty criminal, now is not the time for you to be arrogant."

Suddenly being reprimanded, Voldemort was stunned: "How come people and dogs can drink in front of him now?"

Although I don’t know what kind of magic the chain on Voldemort’s body is, it is obviously very powerful. Could it be that Voldemort could only curse and be unable to move even if he didn’t see it?

Perhaps it was because of the scarlet chain that Fudge was showing off his power.

Then he looked at Dumbledore in the distance and said: "Dumbledore, you still don't care about your student. Although he is not bad, you must at least teach him what dignity and inferiority are!"

Obviously, Hughes had been ignoring him, and he felt embarrassed before he said this to Dumbledore.

However, Dumbledore never expected that if Fudge behaved like a lunatic today, he would not even be able to understand the situation?

If not talking about who is the most kind, it has to be him!

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said to Fudge with an innocent look on his face.

"Please, it's you who should shut up! Fudge, where did your old shrewdness go?"

"Pfft~"

Dumbledore's advice was just general, and Crouch couldn't help but laugh.

This sneer was particularly harsh.

Fudge turned his head and glanced angrily. He wanted to see who dared to laugh at him. As a result, all the confidants he brought lowered their heads, as if they were looking at him unkindly. Scrimgeour and other neutral parties frowned at his performance. Rivals within the faction like Rauch have a hard time enduring.

The answer is obvious, it is his opponent Crouch.

But this was helpless. Everyone knew that Crouch was on the same level as him in the Ministry of Magic. Although he didn't want to admit it, Crouch did have the capital to laugh at him, and he was also a big boss.

Fudge could only endure this hatred for the time being.

"I'm sorry, I really don't want to laugh, but your performance is really funny."

Seeing Fudge looking at him, Crouch didn't show any signs of weakness, and faced him bluntly. He was furious and refused to argue.

"Mr. Carter is right. You are a mentally retarded person. You have brought disgrace to the Ministry of Magic. You are ignorant and brainless."

"you……"

Fudge was about to argue, but Hughes on the stage was very impatient.

Fudge was like a fly, he didn't sting but was intimidated by others. He directly used his magic power as coercion to warn the two of them.

After Fudge felt the magic power, he realized that this student was no ordinary person!

He suddenly realized why Dumbledore said that he could not see the situation clearly, and why Voldemort was chasing him and scolding him instead of Dumbledore.

At this moment, his imaginary enemy changed from Dumbledore to Hughes, and coupled with the posture of the Night Knights on the side, he even secretly exclaimed that it was bad, I am afraid that there was another Dark Lord in the wizarding world, just like Voldemort. They are all from Slytherin.

His eyes wandered around, and he happened to see Quirrell lying on the ground on the stage, and an idea came to his mind.

"I said something is wrong! If I read correctly, it should be Professor Quirrell?"

Fudge asked, pointing at Quirrell.

Of course, someone had already noticed Quirrell's matter, but compared to Voldemort, no one cared who the person who fell to the ground was.

"I have long seen that there is something wrong with you. Tell me what happened to Professor Quirrell? Did you kill him?"

Before Hughes could explain, Fudge's mouth was like a machine gun, and he was baring his teeth and claws.

"Okay! You even dare to kill the school's professors. It seems that you are also a dark wizard who does evil. In the name of the Minister of Magic, I want to order your arrest."

"I promise you will be judged by the Wizengamot."

This operation is neither saucy nor impressive, it can only be said to be stupid.Moreover, Fudge also roped in the Wizengamot.

The Wizengamot representative couldn't help but want to go up and slap him. Who is the student on the stage?If you don't want to live, Fudge, don't drag them along!

Fudge's mindless act wasn't over yet, so he continued to speak.

"Furthermore, Hogwarts actually cultivated the third generation of the Dark Lord so quickly. You, Dumbledore, are also to blame."

Fudge's abacus jingled, thinking that this plan was very clever, killing two eagles with one stone, oh no, it should be three eagles including Voldemort.

If Hughes knew how to read minds, he would definitely say: Yes, you are a fool.

"shut up!"

Before Fudge could finish speaking, Snape interrupted him with a roar.

"Minister Fudge, if you can't speak or don't have anything nice to say, can you please sit down? Don't interrupt the progress of the press conference. This will make you look embarrassed."

Being ignored and interrupted again and again, Fudge thought to himself: "What's wrong today? Everyone doesn't regard me as a minister."

His right-hand man, Umbridge, really didn't want to see Fudge continue to mess around, so she quickly pulled him down and held him down to prevent him from resisting.

At this time, he was not the only one to be embarrassed. Didn't you see that the faces of everyone in the Ministry of Magic were livid?

"Umbridge, what are you doing? Let me go quickly..."

Fudge, who had been defeated, was furious. Umbridge had never felt as tired as she did today.

Fudge repeatedly lashed out at Hughes, causing the Night Knights who were eager to protect their Lord to look at him angrily.

The pressure doubled, and only then did he realize that he was a pig-brained person.

He clearly realized that Xius was extraordinary, but he still targeted Xius mindlessly.

Are you looking for death?

He couldn't figure out the problem, but that didn't stop Fudge from pretending to be a quail, then he lowered his head and pretended to be dead.

In fact, if Fudge was so stupid, he didn't blame himself. If we were to blame him, we had to blame Dumbledore.

Every time Fudge gave Dumbledore trouble, Dumbledore always cooperated with him in Game of Thrones, which was all his business.

Hughes is not interested in politics. He likes to make the truth correct, but this "reason of truth" is "the truth of physics".

So Fudge thought he could use his power to bully Hughes, how could he not be foolhardy?

Not only did the previous tricks and routines not work, but it also showed that he had a very low IQ and even made shocking moves.

On the stage, Hughes said quietly: "Fudge... let me call you Minister Fudge again. I would like to advise you not to be too presumptuous, it will be of no use."

"I'm different from Professor Dumbledore. If you interrupt the press conference again, I won't mind changing the Minister of Magic tomorrow."

"Do you understand?"

After saying this, Fudge lowered his head.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your default."

Hughes looked around at the distinguished guests, and everyone he looked at avoided his eyes.

Click!

Another flash.

Hughes: "..."

These reporters really know their timing and are good at digging for material.

No, they started to get excited again.

"Yeah~"

"Today is so exciting. In the past half a year, I couldn't find a hot topic, but today I can just do it casually."

"When I go back and write another article, "The Change of Power: The Minister of Magic with Dementia", or "Fudge, the Counterattack Life of the Mentally Ill-Behaved", it will definitely shock the wizards' attention. I must advise the editor to increase the amount later. Increase the dosage and ask the people in the production department to use the copying spell on me to kill me."

Should we say it or not, these reporters are still too big-hearted!

Everyone else, no matter who they were, treated Hughes's instructions with caution.

"Then press conference, let's continue."

Hearing the continuation of the press conference, the purebloods, who had been emotionally interrupted due to Fudge's interference, tightened their heartstrings again.

Perhaps, the master and the servant were connected. Voldemort looked past Hughes's back and spoke loudly to the audience.

"Remember, turn your heart toward the light, and miracles will happen."

Then chanted: "Voldemort is invincible!"