HP When Harry is a Genius

"Hagrid, have you told Professor Dumbledore about Aragog?" Harry asked.

"Dumbledore knew that I was wronged, so he let me be the administrator of Hogwarts. I guess he knew a little about Aragog. Although I didn't take the initiative to tell him, Dumbledore Lido knows everything, including things in the Forbidden Forest, and even those centaurs have friendship with him." Hagrid said hesitantly.

"Really? He really knows everything." Harry sneered.

Hagrid frowned at Harry's sneer, and he was about to say something, but then there was another loud knock on the door.

Hagrid grabbed his bow and yanked the door open again.

"Good afternoon, Hagrid." It was Dumbledore.He walked in with a very serious expression, followed by a very strange looking man.

The man was short and stocky, with a mop of gray hair and a worried look on his face.

He was wearing a strange mishmash of clothes: a pinstriped suit, a bright red tie, a long black cape, purple pointed boots, and a dark green top hat tucked under his arm.

"He's my dad's boss!" Ron gasped to Hermione. "Cornel Fudge, Minister of Magic!"

Hermione elbowed Ron hard enough to shut him up.

"Ah, you have three little guests here." Dumbledore looked at Harry and the others in surprise.

"Yeah, Harry, nice to see you again." Fudge stepped past Dumbledore and came up to shake Harry's hand.

"It's nice to meet you too, sir. Is there something you need to do here? Do you need us to avoid it?" Harry asked politely.

"Oh, no need, it's just a little work." Fudge held Harry's hand tightly, and he said with a smile on his face: "You can—" He glanced at Ron and Hermione in disgust, "You and Your little friend can stay and watch, which will be good for your internship after graduation, and you will definitely enter the Ministry of Magic."

Fudge and Harry held hands for a long time before they let go, and Harry felt his hand turn red.

Ron stared wide-eyed in surprise as Fudge, who was so stern and often scolding to his father, shook Harry's hand almost obsequiously.

The moment Hagrid saw Fudge, his face turned pale and his brow began to sweat.

"Too bad, Hagrid," said Fudge, turning to Hagrid, in a crisp, quick tone, "very bad, it had to come. Four attacks on Muggles, it's too much, the Ministry of Magic has to take action. "

"I haven't," Hagrid said, looking at Dumbledore imploringly. "You know I haven't, Professor Dumbledore, sir."

"I hope you understand, Connelly, that I trust Hagrid completely." Dumbledore said to Fudge, frowning.

"But look, Albus," said Fudge awkwardly, putting his hands on Harry's shoulders, as if to draw strength from Harry. "Hagrid's criminal record is not good for him. The Ministry of Magic has to take some measures and has contacted the school board."

"I'll tell you, though, Connelly, that taking Hagrid away won't help at all," said Dumbledore, his blue eyes blazing with anger Harry had never seen before.

"Look at it from my point of view," said Fudge, fiddling with his top hat with his left hand, and tightening Harry's grip with his right hand: "I'm under a lot of pressure, and I have to do something. If in the end It turns out it wasn't Hagrid, and he'll come back without a word. But I have to take him away, shouldn't I do my duty?"

"Take me away?" said Hagrid, shivering all over. "Take me where?"

"A short time," said Fudge, not looking Hagrid in the eye, "not a punishment, just a precaution. If another man is caught, you will be set free with a full apology."

"Not Azkaban?" Hagrid asked hoarsely.

"It's—hard to say, Hagrid," said Fudge vaguely.

Azkaban is not a place that ordinary people can afford.Especially Hagrid was innocent, he shouldn't be in this kind of place.Harry, who had been on the sidelines, couldn't help but speak: "Sir, Hagrid is my friend, I hope you can..."

However, Harry also knew that his pleading was unreasonable and had no position, so the more he spoke, the lower his voice.

"Oh, I know, I know." Unexpectedly, Fudge immediately changed his words in front of Dumbledore, "Don't worry, it won't be Azkaban, just go to the Ministry of Magic to find a room to sit For a while, drink tea and eat some pastries every day." He said to Harry with a smile on his face, "Hagrid won't be abused, you know, Harry, just to maintain stability and give an explanation to the public." He is so friendly and intimate, as if Harry is his dearest son, and he is a good father who dotes on his son and is responsive to his son.

Hagrid was obviously shaken: "In this case, it's not too bad, it's just—"

I haven't had time to finish.Someone knocked heavily on the door again.

Dumbledore went to open the door.

Lucius Malfoy strode into Hagrid's cabin, tightly wrapped in a long black traveling cloak, with a cold, contented smile on his face.

Tooth started barking.

"You're here, Fudge," he said with satisfaction. "Good, good."

"What are you doing in my house?" Hagrid asked angrily, "Get out, you're not welcome here!"

"My dear friend, please believe me, I am not happy to enter your—oh—you call this a house?" Lucius Malfoy looked around the small shack and sneered. "I just came to see the school and I was told the headmaster is here."

"What do you want me for, Lucius," said Dumbledore.He spoke politely, but the anger still seemed to burn in his blue eyes.

"Things are terrible." Lucius said lazily, while taking out a long roll of parchment, "The board of directors thinks you should be let go, this is the removal order, you will see that there are eleven directors They all signed it. Everyone feels that you may not have used your talents. So far, how many attacks have occurred? Two this afternoon, right? At this rate, the Muggles at Hogwarts There would be no students left and we all know that would be a terrible loss for the school."

A cold arc appeared on the corner of Lucius' mouth: "Do you think you are competent as the headmaster, Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore looked at Lucius coldly.

Harry looked at Lucius and Dumbledore who were confronting each other with great interest, with an imperceptible arc on the corner of his mouth.

In the tense atmosphere, Fudge spoke. "Oh, what, what are you talking about, Lucius," he looked alarmed, "Dumbledore being deposed? No, no, we absolutely don't want to now!"

"The appointment of the Headmaster. Ah, no, the removal—it's a matter for the Board, Fudge," said Lucius in a steady tone. "Since Dumbledore failed to prevent these attacks—"

"But, Lucius, if Dumbledore can't stop them," said Fudge, his upper lip beginning to sweat, "I mean, who can? Harry's still young..."

A sinister smile appeared on Lucius' face: "But all eleven voted."

Hagrid stood up abruptly, brushing the ceiling with his big, shaggy, black head. "How many people have you threatened and blackmailed to force them to agree, eh, Malfoy?! You can't take Dumbledore away!" he shouted, making Fang Fang tremble in the basket in fright, whining wailed. "If you take him away, there will be no way for Muggles to survive! There will be murders soon!"'

"Calm down, Hagrid," said Dumbledore sternly.He looked at Lucius Malfoy and said calmly: "If the board wants me to go, Lucius, of course I will give up my seat."

"But—" Fudge stammered.

"No!" Hagrid growled.

Lucius suddenly smiled. "Don't worry, Minister." He said confidently, "You should thank me very much, Dumbledore. Eleven directors are in favor of your dismissal, but the only one who didn't sign is me, Lucius Marr Fu! I tried my best to persuade the other eleven school managers to withdraw their decision to dismiss you, and now they are all willing to give you another chance to continue serving as the headmaster of Hogwarts. Of course, starting tomorrow, I will be stationed Hogwarts, personally urge you to fulfill your duties as headmaster."

"Thank you, Lucius," Dumbledore said angrily, staring at Lucius' complacent blue eyes with his piercing eyes, "but I guess the eleven directors also responded to your call. The removal order was just issued, right?"

"No, no," Lucius waved his silver cane triumphantly: "Dear Dumbledore, you have to remember that I saved the headmaster's seat for you." He took a step forward suddenly, Staring at Dumbledore threateningly: "Albus, you and I know whether you have fulfilled your responsibility in this matter. I want you to use your ability to completely stop the murder!"

Dumbledore stared deeply at Lucius, his tone full of choking anger: "Then, how much ability do you think I should display? Or—" He showed a sarcasm smile: "I just want to Is it enough to simply prevent the incident from happening?"

Lucius fell silent, and he and Dumbledore stared at each other angrily.

The environment in the hut suddenly became quiet.Except for Harry, everyone watched the conversation between Lucius and Dumbledore inexplicably.

Lucius suddenly smiled and retreated from the silent wrestling.He dusted the non-existent dust off his sleeves with a handkerchief, and said, "My dear Albus, if you wish me, please, change your - oh - rich way of dealing with things." Personal way."

"As for you, Mr. Hagrid," Lucius turned his gaze to Hagrid, "I suggest you cooperate with Minister Fudge."

Lucius silently spat out a word to Hagrid, and Harry recognized the mouth shape as "Norbert".

"I'd like to go to the Ministry of Magic." Hagrid said immediately.

Dumbledore said worriedly and angrily, "But Hagrid, the Ministry—"

The half-giant comforted the white-bearded principal and said: "You don't have to worry about me, dear Mr. Dumbledore. I just go there to stay for a while, drink tea, read the newspaper, and eat some sweets. It's okay, isn't it, Fudge minister?"

Fudge nodded, "That's right," but looked at Harry and said, "There is no need to worry."

Dumbledore reluctantly compromised.

"Okay, here I come," said Hagrid, pulling on his moleskin overcoat.

However, just as he was about to go out with Fudge, he stopped again and said loudly to Harry, "When I'm not around, I need someone to feed Fangya."

"This kind of thing won't bother our savior." Lucius said with a smile, "I'll let the house elves of Hogwarts take care of you, this big dog. Or," he said condescendingly to Ron Glancing over, "Little Mr. Weasley would certainly like to take care of it."

Satisfied, Hagrid followed Fudge away, and Lucius and Dumbledore also left together.

The old headmaster with the white beard suddenly turned his head and winked at Harry as he finally stepped out of Hagrid's cabin.The sly and playful eyes did not show the slightest bit of anger and helplessness just now, but seemed a little complacent.

Harry suddenly felt as though he had been tricked, but he could only smile shyly at Dumbledore.

Hermione frowned the whole time.

Only Ron was still stomping indignantly on the spot: "Why should I feed Fangya! Dumbledore didn't know how to stop it for me! He didn't know how to protect students from unreasonable hard labor from the clutches of the school manager. He is really irresponsible as the principal!"

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