"You guys have been chatting for a long time..." After Hermione woke up, she did not stand up by herself. Instead, she lay in Tom's arms and hugged him like a little koala. Then she gently rubbed her head against Tom's chest.
, like a little kitten that was picked up, coquettishly acting like a baby.
Tom was not in a hurry to leave. He hugged Hermione and blew into her palm first, then rubbed her cold little hands, trying to warm them up. Soon, Hermione pointed
The tip is no longer so cold, but feels a little warm to the touch.
After doing this, Tom enjoyed Hermione's "massage" with peace of mind. The fragrance of shampoo came from the ends of her hair, which also made his chin itch.
After a while, Hermione raised her head, her eyes shining brightly in the dark corridor.
"Can you tell me what you and Dumbledore said?" The girl's face was full of desire. She was so curious about Tom's plan that she even used the "honey trap".
Hermione looked at Tom and smiled softly, showing a set of neat white teeth, and her delicate little face was full of curiosity.
Tom smoothed Hermione's somewhat disheveled hair, and then gently tapped the tip of Hermione's upturned nose with his fingertips.
"We are discussing how to make you Minister for Magic."
"Be more serious!" Hermione glared at Tom, "Humph, if I become the Minister of Magic, I will designate you as my secretary and work overtime every day!"
"That's also working overtime with the Minister."
Hermione didn't know what she thought of, and her face turned red.
"Don't say that...you guys, what on earth did you talk about?" Her voice was more like a mosquito's hum.
Tom's hands became restless, and he pinched Hermione's nose, "Dumbledore tacitly allowed me to overthrow Fudge."
Tom's voice was not high-pitched, but it sounded so shocking to Hermione that she couldn't help but shudder, and half of her body went numb.
"Dumbledore agreed to your overthrow... Fudge? Minister of Magic - and you let go!" Hermione was startled. She didn't expect that Dumbledore actually agreed to Tom doing this! Tacit consent is also consent, this
Shouldn't this kind of thing be strictly prohibited?
"Try it." Tom let go of the tip of Hermione's nose.
"What should I do if I don't succeed? Fudge will definitely take revenge, right?" Hermione thought a little longer. The thought of being resented by a Minister of Magic made her a little worried.
Tom blinked, "I don't think Fudge would hold a grudge against us in the first place."
Hermione looked at him, a little surprised: "You mean..."
"That's right!" Of course he would do this in Dumbledore's name!
Hermione felt relieved.
But after a while, she felt uncomfortable again. Because she thought she would be scared and worried after hearing the news, and would persuade Tom to give up the idea. But in the end, she found that she seemed to have none of these things.
Emotion. On the contrary, there was a faint feeling of excitement deep in her heart.
But Hermione would never admit it.
It's all Tom, he led me astray! Hermione complained about Tom in her heart.
"How long are you going to hug me? Let go!" Hermione's voice became cold, and then she pushed Tom away and tried to stand up. She used so much force that she even shook twice. At the same time, she also
He forcibly turned his face away from Tom's evil face.
It was like a cat! Tom stood up helplessly, straightened Hermione's clothes, and patted her butt.
The slap made a muffled sound. Tom seemed to have hit a cushion. It felt soft and bouncey, and a cloud of dust was blown out by his slap.
Hermione was shocked by this. She turned around in shock and anger, only to hear Tom say: "My pants are dirty, let me dust them off for you."
Hermione's whole face turned red and she dodged his second slap, "Don't you know magic? You obviously have a very suitable spell!"
"Tornado clean!" Hermione flicked her wand and removed all the dust on her pants. She looked at Tom for a long time, but still didn't say anything. But when Tom stood up from the ground, she summoned all her strength
Slapped Tom on the butt.
Snap!
Ouch!
Tom felt like his butt was almost numb from the spanking.
"Humph~" Hermione, who had her revenge, happily walked down the stairs, followed by a grinning Tom.
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The sun had already set when Fudge returned to the Ministry of Magic, but he still immediately summoned his trusted subordinates Umbridge, Dollis and Kingsley.
"Sirius Black was wronged?!" When the three people arrived, they were all shocked by the news.
"Minister, can you please tell me in detail?" Kingsley asked cautiously. As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he had worked with Sirius for a while, and he was still very curious about what happened to his former comrades.
In his opinion, it would be great if Sirius was really innocent!
"Of course, but we still have a few things to do. Dolores, please go to the archives and pull out Blake's files. Kingsley, Delis, you two and I will go to Hogwart.
"Come on, let's take Peter into custody together - we can talk slowly on the road." Fudge had already regained his composure and was giving orders in an orderly manner.
He now wants to get Peter in his hands as soon as possible, so that he can take advantage of it, catch Crouch off guard, and put the blame firmly on him. Of course, he also has to get the files of the case back then.
Lest some of the content in it that is detrimental to you be revealed - the Ministry of Magic does not have a rule to solve the mystery of the file every fifty years.
"Yes, Minister." Umbridge bowed to Fudge and stepped back. Although Kingsley and Delis were a little confused, they followed Fudge obediently and headed to Hogwarts together.
The news that Fudge summoned his confidants naturally reached Dumbledore's ears, so several owls and the Phoenix Patronus flew out of the principal's office at Hogwarts and rushed in all directions.
…
Umbridge came to the archives of the Ministry of Magic. Thousands of files were piled up here, spanning several centuries.
Fortunately, all the files were arranged by date, so Umbridge successfully found the thin file after recalling the time when the Sirius case occurred.
Looking at the thin dossier, Umbridge was speechless: except for a cover, there seemed to be nothing left, which was incomparable to the dossiers next to it that often had hundreds of pages.
If the seal on it hadn't been intact, she would have thought that someone had already taken advantage of it and deleted it.
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Today I would like to introduce the fourth Minister of Magic: Edrich Diggory (I don’t know if he is related to Cedric)