Hogwarts: The Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 432 Fudge, you are really a genius. Anton didn't know what the dementor was paying attention to, let alone that it could use a method close to '
The principle of an ultra-high-end magic spell that is a combination of the Tickling Charm and the Sunshine Charm...
But he knows that he doesn't like to be controlled by others.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
Soul scalpel.
Anton simply cut off contact with the Dementor Nebula. No matter what this thing is, no matter what its attitude towards him is, from this moment on, it has nothing to do with me.
Love it.
He always remembered what Dumbledore said to him - what you see is just a part of the observation using certain methods that you can observe, and may not be the true appearance of magic.
When Lao Deng said this, Anton was quite convinced.
Everyone has their own specialty, and Dumbledore is best at studying the relationship between wizards and nature.
So, what if this so-called ‘blonde young girl’ is actually a feedback mechanism of one’s own exposure to the ‘underlying magical world’?
The observed phenomena do not represent everything.
This kind of matter was too advanced and complicated and not suitable for a second-year wizard like himself. Anton decided to stop it and not get involved in it in the future.
If you continue to be interrupted, you will be disturbed by it. This is Anton's attitude towards everything the world imposes on himself.
If you're happy, I can enjoy myself regardless of whether you're holding me captive.
If you are not happy anymore, haha, just send it to me...
"Given to me?"
Anton blinked and looked at Fudge with a confused expression.
"Yeah." Fudge's chubby face was full of affability, pointing to the gray-black robe in the box in Umbridge's hand.
"I know, I know." Fudge looked like I've always understood. He came closer and whispered, "I know what you have studied in Azkaban, and I also know some of the recent developments in the world.
Changes, the so-called 'blond girl', two Death Eaters who died, and even some changes in Death Eaters..."
He chuckled and lightly bumped Anton's shoulder with his shoulder, "Hey, kid, it's nothing. I took it all down for you."
Snapped.
He closed the suitcase and placed it next to Anton. He waved his hand in a particularly heroic manner, "If you like to study it, then go and study it."
As he spoke, he took another document from Umbridge's hand and shook it, "A special invitation letter of assistance from the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures. You will be invited in the name of an outstanding young wizard to assist in the study of 'Dementors'."
This dark magical creature."
"You can go to the department's archives to retrieve all non-top-secret information on Dementors, and you will have a research fund of 3,000 gold galleons, plus a monthly carriage and horse subsidy of 10 gold galleons."
Fudge raised his eyebrows with a vulgar look on his face, "There is no research deadline stated in the document, which means that if there is no request from the Director of the Department for the Management and Control of Magical Creatures or the Minister of Magic to stop the research, you can continue to receive it until one
A hundred years old, two hundred years old, who knows."
"The most interesting thing is that because it involves a dangerous group like 'Dementors', your authorization is top secret and only the Minister of Magic can access it. Do you understand?"
Anton looked at the fat pig in disbelief, and then at the toad next to him who smiled particularly kindly, "But...I..."
"I see……"
Haha, Fudge understands again.
He once again took another document from Umbridge's hand, "I know, your favorite department is the Auror Office. Take a look, the Auror Reserve Special Recruitment, hehe..."
Fudge stuffed the document into Anton's arms, rubbed his hands, "If you like it, take a look, take a look, I will know that you will be happy."
"Anthony Weasley..." Fudge's face looked extremely serious, "Although we wizards all operate under the leadership of the International Federation of Wizards, the Ministry of Magic in each country competes with each other, and we must always maintain our own
Advantages, there is no room for letting down our guard at any point.”
He stood up, raised his head, puffed out his chest, and became more and more excited and impassioned as he spoke, "Today, when international competition is so fierce, our Ministry of Magic must do our best to cultivate every talent and give them a chance to grow.
Rather than aimlessly waiting for training in a magic school."
"You are an extremely outstanding young wizard. You must understand the difficulties faced by the Ministry of Magic and dedicate more efforts to the Ministry of Magic, even if you sacrifice a little personal time. This is necessary. Everyone will feel honored for you."
Anton smacked his lips, looked at the two documents in his hands, looked at the suitcase beside him, and murmured, "Well, it's glorious..."
"Haha." Fudge patted Anton on the shoulder and said, "You have good consciousness!"
"..."
Anton was silent for a moment, then gently placed the two documents on the suitcase and pushed them in front of Fudge.
"You know, I'm not a greedy person."
"I know!"
Fudge laughed loudly, with a look like "I've seen through you a long time ago". He smiled and nodded Anton with his finger, leaned over and whispered, "Don't worry, don't worry."
The corners of Anton's eyes twitched, "What should I worry about?"
Fudge patted his thigh lightly, "Of course it's Lupin. How could I forget it? I have always remembered your conditions. You can rest assured that I will handle the matter."
He gently pushed the suitcase and documents over again, looked around, and whispered, "Now is a good time. I have asked Lucius to contact a few people to help recommend. Lupine will be a magician in a while.
Director of the Werewolf Office of the Biological Management and Control Division."
"Lupine is now lobbying the International Federation of Wizards and wants a subsidy for werewolf treatment. It can't be done without an official name."
Fudge winked, "With the support of Dumbledore, the chairman of the International Confederation of Wizards, the strong support of the British Ministry of Magic, and the propaganda campaign of Today's Prophet, believe me, this matter is not difficult.
It just takes a little time."
"And guess what?"
Anton looked at him blankly, "What's wrong?"
Snapped.
Fudge patted his thigh again, "Everything goes as planned. Lupine, who has achieved such outstanding results, has shown abilities that are far beyond ordinary people, and has shown such broad-minded concern for werewolves, a vulnerable group. Such a person
Why can’t you be the Director of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures?”
"Just ask why?"
"I, the Minister of Magic, would be heartbroken if such an outstanding talent should not be the director of the department. I will be the first to disagree!"
He chuckled and said, "I calculated the time. After Lupine ends his tenure as professor at Hogwarts at the end of this year, he will be able to seamlessly report to the Ministry of Magic and become the director."
Show~
You are so beautiful~
Fudge, you are such a damn talent!
Anton was shocked by this operation.
He pursed his lips and looked at Fudge, "So, what's the price?"
"No, no, no!" Fudge shook his carrot-thick fingers with a look of pain on his face, "How can you regard all of this as a transaction? Machiavellian transactions are the most shameful."
"I said, you are an outstanding talent, Anton. I hope to have more exchanges, more cooperation, and more possibilities with you on behalf of the Ministry of Magic."
"You are still young, and for a Minister of Magic, I am still young, understand?" Fudge looked like a 'Afu' with a smile, "We still have a long life, I hope this cooperation is
The long term is full of wonderful things, and this is just the beginning."
My little darling.
Anton looked at Fudge in amazement. No wonder Dumbledore was willing to cooperate with this guy. Getting along with this guy really felt like a breath of fresh air.
If Barty Crouch from the Department of International Magical Affairs becomes Minister of Magic, Dumbledore will probably have even more headaches.
The only problem is that it's a bit too ambitious.
But for politicians, maybe it’s the biggest advantage?
Anton doesn't understand this very well, but he knows that working with Fudge doesn't seem to be a bad idea.
More cooperation, haha, does it mean the next performance between Grindelwald and the Saints, or the performance between Voldemort and the Death Eaters?
Oh, it seems that Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix do not have a positive stance towards the Ministry of Magic.
Anton raised his eyebrows, it seemed very exciting just thinking about it.
Fun.
Sighing, he reluctantly accepted all the suitcases and documents in front of him.
"When do I report to the Auror office?"
Fudge also smiled and patted Anton's shoulder cheerfully, looking very pleased, "Today is Saturday and your school is on holiday. Are you interested in following me to visit the Ministry of Magic?"
Anton was stunned for a moment, "But I promised to teach the students a lesson."
"???" Fudge was stunned for a moment, "Teaching lessons to classmates?"
"yes."
"It's really interesting, that's great." Fudge patted his thigh again, "Then let the Aurors come over and listen together."
"!!!" Anton leaned back, "Is this appropriate?"
"Hahaha……"
Fudge smiled, his face turned cold, and he squinted, "They have to listen to what I say, but I want to see how much I, the Minister of Magic, can command Aurors."