"Albus, Professor Dumbledore, you know that I have always trusted you - without reservation."
In Dumbledore's office, the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was standing in front of Dumbledore's desk, fiddling with the bowler hat in his hand. This scene looked like he had been called to the office by his head teacher.
Elementary school students.
However, there are two people standing next to Fudge. One is tall, strong-looking, with short gray hair, and is unsmiling. He is one of Fudge's bodyguards, an elite member of the Ministry of Magic, and a backbone Auror. He graduated from Hogwarts.
At that time, all the N.E.W.Ts exam results were excellent. If Delis was a first-class talent, then the other person brought by Fudge was very good.
She is short and fat, with short curly mouse-brown hair and a big scary pink bow headdress. To make matters worse, she is a middle-aged aunt wearing a pink sweater. This kind of outfit even though she is two years younger.
Ten years old is too young. Her big face has rough skin, thick bags under her eyes, and a big toad-like mouth. She looks like a three-dimensional Disney fugitive princess - the Frog Princess.
She is Dolores Umbridge, Fudge's close confidant and Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic. A woman who makes Professor McGonagall physically uncomfortable just by looking at her.
Dumbledore was not alone. As the vice-principal of the school, Professor McGonagall was also obligated to be present when the Minister of Magic came. Of course, her presence made the atmosphere less like a leadership lecture and more like a speech.
Negotiation. Otherwise, if one person sits behind the desk and the other three people stand in front of the desk, wouldn't that be the famous scene: "The Three of Us"?
At this time, Umbridge took over Fudge's words. She coughed twice and cleared her throat. Fudge also stopped talking nonsense and looked at Umbridge with a smile.
"The Ministry of Magic's attitude towards Hogwarts has always been to provide the most and best help possible, but the Ministry of Magic also has to serve the witchcraft community in the UK. Recently, we have received news that Hogwarts Castle
A three-headed dog and a giant monster appeared inside, and the lives, health and safety of hundreds of students were seriously threatened. We think this statement is ridiculous and a despicable slander without any sense of honor——"
"Then what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall couldn't help but complain.
"Oh?" Umbridge looked shocked as if she had heard some strange talk, "Process! Minerva, process! We are a serious and responsible organization. The Minister and many Ministry of Magic officials work day and night.
Our work is for the basic interests of the wizarding community - so since someone proposes this, we need to respond. Minerva, don't worry, it's just a 'routine inspection'..."
"So you are going to conduct a search of Hogwarts?" Professor McGonagall heard the implication of her words.
"In principle, it is like this. Your reaction is a bit puzzling to me," Umbridge showed a sweet smile, "There is a saying in our place: If people don't know what you are doing, they won't
I know you did something wrong. To be honest, the Ministry of Magic never knew what Hogwarts was doing..."
Then, regardless of Professor McGonagall's ugly expression, she turned directly to Fudge.
Fudge showed an expression of fake regret, then without hesitation took out a search warrant and started the search of Hogwarts. They went straight to Hagrid's hut. After all, Hagrid had a criminal record.
! He had raised extremely dangerous Acromantulas when he was in school, which resulted in the death of a student. After being expelled, it is said that he remained stubborn and had strange feelings for various magical animals.
If you don't investigate him, who should he investigate? If there is really a problem with him, the Ministry of Magic can naturally use this as an excuse to send an official in to supervise the magical animal issues at Hogwarts.
Several people entered Hagrid's hut, but to Fudge's disappointment, there was nothing unusual here. It looked like an ordinary hunter's cabin.
"Why are there so many brandy bottles and dead chickens?" Delis looked curiously at the brandy bottles stuffed in the cupboard and the dead chickens hanging from the ceiling in the kitchen.
Hagrid said honestly: "I heard that chicken blood brandy can strengthen the body, so I made some."
Delis looked at Hagrid's majestic body and couldn't help but feel speechless: Do you still need to replenish your body?
But he suddenly realized something. He leaned over and coughed twice, "Well, tonifying the body, does it mean - that kind of tonifying?"
Hagrid was a little confused, but nodded.
Delis thought for a while and took a bottle of chicken blood brandy from the kitchen. "Can I take one bottle away?" he asked with some expectation. Hagrid naturally had no reason to stop him.
Delis happily hugged his brandy bottle and left the hut. Fudge frowned, feeling that things were not that simple, and then he also took a bottle - it is said that it can replenish the body, so give it a try! If it works, ask for it again
One batch.
However, this matter could not be covered up by two bottles of brandy. When they came outside the house, Umbridge made another suggestion.
"I heard that Principal Dumbledore said to the students at the beginning of the school year, 'Anyone who does not want to encounter an accident and die in pain should not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor.' I don't quite understand what this sentence means.
——But in this case, is it convenient for us to go there and have a look? With a wizard like you here, we won't encounter any accidents, right?"
In her opinion, the corridor on the fourth floor is very suspicious. If the three-headed dog is hidden there, then everything makes sense. Why do people who enter encounter accidents and die miserably? Of course because they will be killed by three dogs if they enter.
The alpha dog ate it!
Umbridge suddenly became energetic. She quickly moved her short legs and ran to the fourth floor in one breath. As a bureaucrat who has been sitting in an office all year round, it was difficult for her to run all the way to the fourth floor.
She was shocked. When they arrived on the fourth floor, everyone's breath was a little disturbed.
Dumbledore calmly opened the wooden door for Fudge with his own hands, revealing a dilapidated classroom, even the ceiling was rotten. Not to mention the three-headed dog, not even dog poop was soaked in it.
"This corridor is in disrepair and needs to be renovated, but the school's funds are tight, so it has been put on hold," Dumbledore said slowly, as if chatting, "For safety reasons, I have closed this corridor."
Fudge's face turned red all of a sudden. The Ministry of Magic's funding for Hogwarts has indeed been reduced year by year in the past two years, even the subsidies for orphans and hemp students have been deducted...
Delis looked at Dumbledore strangely, "A restoration spell can solve it." He took out his wand and said, "Recover it as before!"
There was no response, and a brick even fell down.