Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

However, Rufus Scrimgeour's mind worked quickly and he quickly understood Fudge's intention.

You know, you are definitely not an idiot to be the leader of the Auror Command! Fudge obviously had his own agenda in doing this.

[Sure enough, he didn’t want to offend that gentleman. 】

Rufus thought to himself.

Otherwise, why would Fudge ask himself, who had a good personal relationship with Raven, to be responsible for the investigation?

As long as he takes action, no matter what the final investigation result is, Raven is unlikely to be severely punished.

Presumably, this is Fudge's wishful thinking!

However, despite his full knowledge, Rufus still knew exactly where he stood at this moment

He turned to look at his old superior and asked for his opinion with his eyes.

After getting the affirmative look from Old Barty Crouch (Voldemort), Rufus Scrimgeour finally made up his mind and took the job...

But he didn't notice the expressions of regret on the faces of several visitors from the International Federation of Wizards next to him.

[No, do you know what else is involved behind this? Just go investigate! I don’t need my life! 】

However, by now, it has become clear that the situation is beyond their control and resistance.

After all, it was really difficult for them to reveal to Fudge what happened in the Magical Congress in full public view.

Presumably Fudge's move must have angered the Archdruid who is extremely ahem...he must avenge himself...

There is no way of knowing where he will live after he leaves office, but no matter what, he must keep his distance from that difficult Archdruid...

Oh no, no matter how far away I live, it won’t help.

Because if the Archdruid is determined to find someone, he can directly ask the World Will to learn his whereabouts.

Thinking of this, several wizards from the International Federation of Wizards couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths slightly, as if secretly rejoicing,

At any rate, Fudge was no longer the Minister of Magic at that time, and had nothing to do with them no matter what situation he encountered.

It's just that Fudge has been busy lately. It's not easy to choose a satisfactory resting place in just three days.

Besides, who knows how many people there are in Fudge's family? Do they each have their own burial place?

Due to sudden changes, Fudge's resignation and the nomination of Old Barty Crouch (Voldemort) as a candidate, which were originally planned to be completed today, naturally ended in vain, and the re-election of the Minister of Magic cannot be held as scheduled tomorrow.

Perhaps, this is also the opportunity Fudge fought hard for.

......

At this moment, platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross Station is bustling with activity.

As Minister of Magic and Acting Headmaster of Hogwarts, Fudge, considering that there were foreign guests traveling with him that day,

Then he decided to change his way of entering school and choose to travel by steam train.

After everything was arranged, Fudge walked towards his own exclusive carriage and took a seat.

As a crisp whistle sounded, the train, like an invisible dragon, shuttled across the vast land of the Scottish Highlands at an extraordinary speed, comparable to that of future high-speed railways.

Although the speed of the car was as fast as lightning, what was puzzling was that the billowing white steam still drifted slowly backwards like a leisurely stroll.

On the journey to Hogwarts, Fudge finally found a moment of peace, where he could calm down and carefully consider the success or failure of just now.

He had been confused before as to why he suddenly decided to seize that so-called [opportunity].

However, just after the series of quick and witty actions, Fudge finally came to a realization.

Perhaps dragging old Barty Crouch (Voldemort) into the muddy waters is his only chance.

If the powerful archdruid is disgusted by the inciting actions of old Barty Crouch (Voldemort),

Then Barty Crouch Sr. (Voldemort) may not be the next Minister of Magic.

As a result, Fudge's chances of making a comeback will be greatly increased.

After all, he knew that after so many years of hard work, the Ministry of Magic was now depleted of talents, and there were not many people left who could do practical things.

As long as the new Minister of Magic is not Barty Crouch Sr. (Voldemort),

It won't be long before this person will be overthrown by Voldemort. By then, his chances of succeeding in re-election will be much higher than this time.

Thinking of this, Fudge secretly rejoiced, as if he saw a bright future waving to him.

In fact, some capable people do exist, such as Rufus Scrimgeour.

He should have been Fudge's strongest rival before him, but due to the existence of Barty Crouch Sr. (Voldemort stuffing), Rufus Scrimgeour simply won't compete with him for status.

But all this comes at a price.

Old Barty Crouch (Voldemort) will be disgusted by Raven, so how good can Fudge himself feel?

Next, it becomes difficult to predict whether he can successfully become a full-time principal...

Fudge looked at the villages and stone bridges built by magic that kept passing by outside the car window, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

It had been a long time since he'd been on this train to Hogwarts. At least half a century old!

But now, just for an opportunity to continue his glorious achievements in the past half century, he has given up his retirement life that was close at hand (but actually not). Is it really worth it?

Fudge himself couldn't explain it clearly. He even felt confused as to why he interrupted just now, as if he had completely lost control of his words and actions at that moment.

But the matter has come to this, the work is done, no matter how much you feel regretful and regretful, it will be of no use.

What's more, Fudge actually didn't regret it much.

At this moment, "Crack!" A deafening thunder suddenly sounded, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart.

Immediately afterwards, the thunder struck the mountaintop in the distance fiercely. In an instant, the earth and rocks flew away, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

Fudge couldn't help but feel nervous. He stared at the mountain that was struck by lightning with wide eyes, trying to see clearly what happened there.

However, due to the distance and the smoke, he could only vaguely see some vague outlines.

I don't know if it was an hallucination caused by being too nervous, but Fudge actually felt like he saw a charred reindeer lying in a pool of blood...

Christmas is a month away, right? Are the reindeer out and about now?

Little did he know that it was his reflection just now that caused the reindeer to be severely scolded by his boss.

[If you do a really rough job, you will be discovered! 】