HP Shavings Wizard

"I had to come. Mr. Lockhart, the professors at Hogwarts have all been attacked and are now unable to recover. It's very bad. Albus, Hagrid's criminal record is not in his favor. The Ministry of Magic has to do something - we have already contacted the school board."

As expected, Fudge insisted that it was Hagrid who released the Monster of the Chamber of Secrets and demanded to arrest Hagrid.

He lowered his head and played with the top hat in his hand to relieve the pressure of facing two top wizards.

After two months of teaching and getting along with each other, everyone at Hogwarts really knew that Lockhart was just a boastful idiot.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Lockhart has fought against many dark magic creatures, has rich adventure experience, has won the Third Class Order of Merlin, is an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and is an internationally renowned figure.

Such a character has fallen victim to the Monster of the Chamber of Secrets, and the danger of Hogwarts has suddenly increased.

If it was just a powerless Muggle-born student who got into trouble, the matter could still be suppressed, but Lockhart was a celebrity and a half-blood wizard, so naturally more wizards asked the Ministry of Magic to deal with the matter: there were wizard parents, Lockhart fans, and pure-blood forces who fanned the flames...

There was a flash of anger and disgust in Dumbledore's blue eyes, and there was a coldness in his words. It was obvious that he saw through that Fudge did not care about the truth of the matter, but just wanted to find an innocent person to take the blame and ease the pressure of public opinion.

"Cornelly, taking Hagrid away won't help at all."

Perhaps because of the warmth of the fireplace, Fudge's sweat profusely flowed down his fat forehead, wetting the lining.

He hesitated for a while - not because of Dumbledore's anger, he didn't care about it, after all, Dumbledore was a good man. It was just that the old devil who had just married Dumbledore during the summer vacation, the new professor of Hogwarts, had a subtle change in expression, and looked more sinister.

"It's a short time, just a precaution. If we catch someone else, we'll release him and make a full apology. I'm under a lot of pressure to fulfill..."

And someone with a sinister expression actually just thought of what Alison had hinted at before, so he interrupted Fudge's chattering and offered to lead Fudge to Hagrid's hut.

Feeling Al's complicated look, he smiled slightly, his tone was meaningful, and he did not hide his malicious intention to intimidate Fudge.

"Don't worry, Al. I will persuade Minister Fudge in a good way."

Fudge saw that it was Grindelwald who was going to lead the way, not his old friend Dumbledore, and his face turned pale, like a mouse seeing a cat: "You, you don't have to personally ..."

Professor Grindelwald's smile suddenly became amiable, his aura fully revealed, and he pressed on: "Hmm? Do you think I am unworthy of taking you there?"

The Minister of Magic was so frightened that his legs went limp. He quickly smiled and said, "Of course not, Mr. Grindelwald..."

In his mind, he cursed Dumbledore, who looked relaxed and smiling as he watched the show beside him.

Why don't you stop this lunatic!

But he didn't dare to curse out loud after all. He just looked at Dumbledore for help, his voice trembling: "Albus, you, you don't want to come with us?"

Dumbledore is just a headmaster. If he is unwilling to touch his power and break the bottom line, the law enforcement power will always be in the hands of the Ministry of Magic. It is not easy for him to really disobey the rules and tear his face off and leave Hagrid.

Gail wanted to stand up for him, but the old principal naturally shook his head with a smile, lowered his head and carefully packed up the documents on the table without dragging his feet.

"No, I have things to do, Cornelius. I believe Professor Grindelwald will take good care of you."

Dumbledore briskly emphasized the pronunciation of the title "Professor", reminding Fudge that this was also a member of the Hogwarts faculty, so it made perfect sense for him to lead the way.

Fudge was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to refuse directly, so he had to bite the bullet and follow Grindelwald out.

Leaving the warm principal's office with a burning fireplace, he shuddered, and the wet lining was frozen to the bone by the cold wind.

The old devil didn't threaten anyone, but he remained silent all the way, and his aura was so strong that it was suffocating.

Fudge was trembling with fear, not daring to breathe, and he regretted deeply that he had chosen to come here in person - Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, Department of Magical Law Enforcement... Anyone could come, just not him!

He didn't dare to speak, and Grindelwald was too lazy to speak, and the two of them came to Hagrid's hut in silence.

"..."

Seconds after the knock, Hagrid flung the door open and looked at them, pale and panicked, as if he realized his fate.

When Fudge saw Hagrid, he felt like he had seen a savior.

If we catch this guy quickly, everything will be over and we won’t have to stay in Hogwarts!

He ignored Hagrid's expression and informed the big man in a crisp and quick tone that he was being taken to Azkaban because of his criminal record.

Grindelwald, however, was silently gazing at this "Hagrid" beside him, his eyes darkening and revealing a knowing smile.

As an old devil who is also proficient in Transfiguration and once used human Transfiguration to replace the second-in-command of the Magical Congress of the United States, he could see some subtle signs that something was not quite right on the big guy in front of him.

Although he said that he wanted Al to protect his father, he actually did it to prevent Alison from recognizing Alison who transformed into Hagrid and stopping her actions - compared to Al who always felt that his daughter was too young and had the filter of the Obscure and didn't want Alison to be exposed to too much danger, he was much more lax about dangerous things.

The cunning little bastard left Al and plotted against him here without his permission.

That reward should actually be here.

"Hagrid" looked at them almost pleadingly: "I didn't, you know I didn't, and Professor Dumbledore knows it too, gentlemen..."

Grindelwald said nothing, but just watched this wonderful performance quietly.

His expression is full, which fits his character, and he really has the charm he had in his old days.

Seeing that Grindelwald did not stop him, Fudge almost breathed a sigh of relief. Without any doubt, he simply and rudely asked the whimpering "Hagrid" to follow him and leave.

Before leaving, the giant with a sad face seemed to turn back inadvertently, and his beetle-like tearful eyes on his ferocious and rough face met Grindelwald's gaze.

The old devil's mind immediately recalled the memories of his Black Magic Defense Office, and he nodded imperceptibly.