Standing outside the office were Fudge, Umbridge and Deluxe.
The Minister of Magic laughed heartily and loudly, "Old friend, why didn't you tell me that you were coming?"
Dumbledore first said sorry to Scrimgeour, and then stepped forward to hug him politely.
"I didn't expect you guys to be so quick."
Fudge smiled, patted him on the back like an old acquaintance, and then let go, "We have always been very efficient."
"Indeed." Dumbledore stood quite upright, more than half his head taller than the person opposite him.
"Connelly, I have always believed in your ability."
"Albus, are you bragging about your taste in disguise?"
"Of course, I haven't learned the word 'modest' until now."
The smile on Fudge's face grew wider, "You've learned it, haven't you?"
"Oh, yes." Dumbledore's eyes widened as if he suddenly understood, "It turns out that I have learned to be humble without even realizing it."
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Umbridge frowned outside the door.
Fudge walked into the office as if nothing was wrong.
"Rufus, how are you getting ready for work?"
Scrimgeour glanced at Delis, who was already in bodyguard mode, "Mr. Minister, I will do my best."
"That's good." Fudge's eyes swept across the Aurors, and finally settled on Kingsley.
"Albus, I won't interrupt you chatting and reminiscing."
"Okay, Connelly."
He comes quietly but attracts attention when he leaves.
Although he had not yet reached the point of showing off his power, Dumbledore knew that he was taking precautions.
Now that you have given up the position of minister, it is best to go to departments other than the Wizengamot to mainly chat and reminisce about old times.
"Rufus, then I won't interrupt your work."
Dumbledore declined Scrimgeour's farewell.
We are all talented people, and we have to put on a show on the outside.
In the elevator on the way back, he began to take on Vincent's character and take on the whole thing.
Perhaps when Umbridge frowns, it means that it will not end easily.
Such a character who only values results is not a suitable candidate for the Minister of Magic.
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On Tuesday, the headlines in all newspapers changed again.
This time it's Hermione, and the length is about the same as yesterday.
Vincent habitually opened Rita's reports and took a sip of milk to calm down his shock.
"The brains behind the Philosopher's Stone Protection Team—Miss Know-It-All!"
"Bah-"
He looked towards Hermione who was tearing up the newspaper.
With such an impressive aura, I am afraid that I am not going to reward Rita with a few raw melon eggs.
Underneath the title is a photo of a nutria with squinting eyes and a toothy grin.
Vincent looked at Hermione again, who was tearing the newspaper into pieces even worse than a paper shredder.
Fake News!
The front teeth are obviously smaller than his!
The content still has a familiar flavor, and the whole article is subjective and taken out of context.
"Hermione Granger has been studying hard since she was in Muggle elementary school because she felt inferior about her appearance——"
Ron, who did not feel murderous intent, continued reading, "According to insiders, she has been an encyclopedic existence among the freshmen since the first day she entered Hogwarts——"
Harry hesitated, but finally patted him on the shoulder.
"What's the matter, Harry?"
Ron turned his head and saw Hermione walking over with her little head hanging down.
"I-I don't mean anything else-"
However, she passed the two of them and stopped in front of Vincent.
"Uh-this is for you?"
She took the newspaper without saying a word and tore it into small scraps of paper.
Ron, who was not far away, didn't even dare to take a breath and quickly threw the newspaper in his hand to the ground.
Harry followed suit and even crumpled it into a ball.
Hermione went back quietly.
But in a short time, this anger may not dissipate.
Vincent looked carefully at her who puffed up her cheeks in anger.
Before, I still had Big Teeth, my hair was still messy, and my skinny figure couldn't really be called beautiful.
But now that the teeth are small, they no longer squeeze the facial muscles to grow;
I started to pay a little more attention to my personal image and no longer felt slovenly;
I do basic fighting training every day, and I no longer look like I'm malnourished.
According to his experience in his previous life, Hermione was the kind of person who, after not seeing each other for several years, seemed like someone else.
No wonder he was so angry, it turned out to be a perverted little beetle's old habit.
The Wayne family sells small commodities honestly and honestly, so they are slandered out of thin air as the largest arms dealers in Europe.
BAE Systems, a company with annual revenue of over 10 billion, fainted in the toilet.
Needless to say, Fred and George would definitely be described as campus demons.
Rolf is probably better off, but at most he's not as good as his grandfather Newt in The Twilight Zone.
Cedric is so naive that he might be written off as someone who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
The next day, Vincent guessed correctly.
The same goes for the third and fourth days.
On the fifth day, something went wrong. Rita gave a very subtle evaluation of "gentle scum".
Hermione swept away her previous depression.
Because Cedric tore her apart even more than she had that day.
"Forget it, don't be like this stinky reporter."
She even ran to comfort him, completely forgetting what happened a few days ago.
"Rita Skeeter——" Cedric's roar was full of unwillingness and anger.
Even the loyal and honest little badger was rewarded with raw melon and eggs, which shows how strong this famous reporter's writing skills are.
"Why are you the only one with a positive introduction?" Neville asked Vincent, who was watching the fun, "Do you really have the effect of the elixir?"
Under the gaze of many pairs of big eyes, Vincent nodded his little head guiltily, "Yes, I am Mr. Lucky."
Cedric's eyes seemed to become more resentful, "Rita Skeeter——"
Hermione glanced at Vincent who was still joking, "Ced, she has done so many bad things, she will be punished sooner or later."
"You're right, she will definitely receive retribution!"
Vincent felt relieved after hearing this roar.
It would be nice if the Wayne family knew about Rita's little tricks.
The more people there are, the less safe it is.
If she were to be driven into a panic, and she and Fudge were "complicit", the whole magical world would be completely ruined.
Although he felt it was almost there, especially after reading the Sunday newspaper.
"Who is Gilderoy Lockhart?"
Lavender immediately answered Neville's question: "He has written many books about his encounters with dark creatures, and is the most famous writer in the wizarding world!
He is also an honorary member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts and has won the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award five times!
I have always wanted a bottle of the bird and snake egg yolk shampoo he invented, but I can’t buy it no matter where I go.”
Vincent squinted and looked at her long light brown hair.
This is a little witch who loves to dress up.
Avant-garde and fashionable extra large waves, very natural and shiny.
Bird and snake eggshells are made of sterling silver and have the property of imparting luster, making them particularly suitable for hair care.
As for the egg yolk...
According to Bird Snake's XXXX classification, and its habit of actively attacking anything close to it, it is estimated that it will not go anywhere safely.