"From now on, we must admit that Voldemort and Death Eaters are very likely to become eternal shadows in the wizarding world."
"And if we accept this terrible reality, then we understand what we should do."
said Dumbledore, his voice rising gradually.
People could clearly feel the aura of power surrounding him.
"First, the most important step is to figure out who can be on our side."
"Before Voldemort's influence is completely dispersed, we must find a way to unite all the forces that can be united in the world and form a shield. Then we may still be able to save the situation. Of course, we must also find a way to curb the growth of the dark forces."
"For example, start trying to restrain or even supervise the dementors, so as to get Azkaban out of the control of the dementors as soon as possible——"
"What are you talking about?!" Cornelius Fudge couldn't help shouting, "Are you going to ask the Ministry of Magic to give up the Dementors?"
He blinked his eyes in disbelief and stared blankly at Dumbledore, as if he couldn't completely believe what he just heard.
"Give up the Dementors?" Fudge repeated again, shaking his head vigorously, "This alone is impossible! As soon as I bring this up, I will be kicked out of the office immediately! Most of us know that there is
Dementors are standing guard in Azkaban, so you can sleep soundly at night!"
"Obviously, no one got a good night's sleep tonight...things are different, Connelly!"
Dumbledore said, looking at Fudge majestically through his half-moon glasses, with a power in his eyes that was difficult to look at directly.
"You should also have heard that Voldemort has not forgotten those capable men who are imprisoned in prison."
"Those Dementors can't be loyal to the Ministry of Magic, Fudge! Voldemort can provide them with much more fun than guarding prisoners! And once Voldemort takes control of Azkaban, with the support of the most dangerous and evil creatures,
Then his power will soon completely surpass the past and expand to an unimaginable level. By then, almost no one can stop the dark power from sweeping the world."
"As for whether you will be kicked out of the office? You have no time to think about this now. You set the fire dragon to burn Voldemort tonight, right? If I were you, my first consideration now is how to weaken the dark forces, not
How to make yourself more likely to sacrifice during your term.”
Fudge's mouth opened and closed, as if there were no words to express his anger and fear.
"The goblin joining the Ministry of Magic is a good start, but it is not enough -"
Dumbledore further said, "In addition to goblins, we must immediately send people to deliver messages to giants, and face up to the werewolf problem - especially werewolves, we must immediately start to solve the problem. They have been wandering in the gray area of the magical world for too long.
, it’s time for them to return to normal society. Before it’s too late, extend the hand of friendship to them, otherwise Voldemort will win them over.”
"You-you must be kidding! Dumbledore, I can't do this! This is ridiculous!"
Cornelius Fudge was so surprised that he couldn't breathe. While shaking his head, he subconsciously stepped back from Dumbledore.
"People's hatred and fear of werewolves and giants is no less than that of dark wizards. Dumbledore, if the magical world knew that the Ministry of Magic planned to let giants and werewolves join civilized society, everything would be over - they might even choose
Turn your wand and point it at us!"
"Maybe, but if you plan to make enemies of all powers other than wizards, then we will definitely be doomed."
Dumbledore said coldly. He looked around, his eyes sweeping over Scrimgeour and the others.
"I think you should have realized today that those dark wizards have accumulated extremely huge power in the past ten years of dormancy!"
"This kind of power is so huge that it can even raid most of the European magical governments overnight! If it weren't for the two fire dragons from Gringotts Goblin, how many people do you think would die tonight because of your arrogance?
?Now is not the time to consider official positions!"
"Let me tell you now - as long as you follow my advice, take some measures, and before panic and resentment spread, tell everyone in the magical world that the Ministry of Magic still has extremely powerful power to maintain order, then the wizarding world and even
The entire magical world will always remember you, even if you will be questioned for your daring tonight, at least you will not become a sinner in the magical world and be nailed to the rack of shame forever by history!"
"Crazy..." Fudge whispered, his lips trembling, and a rebellious, stubborn and panicked look appeared on his face.
"Yes, it's crazy, but this is the only chance the wizarding world has now, isn't it?"
Dumbledore did not continue to refute, but sat back in his chair, seeming a little tired.
There was a moment of silence.
In fact, more than ten minutes ago, the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic present had a brief meeting.
Everyone thought they had thought the situation was bad enough, but after Dumbledore's analysis and suggestions, they found that the future might be more severe than they imagined. Even Cornelius Fudge couldn't help but think in his mind.
Imagine the worst-case scenario.
Giants are running rampant in the city, dementors are wandering around Diagon Alley, and werewolves are lurking in the dark waiting for prey...
What's even more frightening is that there is still a dark wizard who is still lingering...
For no reason, a flat snake face with bright red eyes suddenly came to mind from his memory.
Cornelius Fudge couldn't help but shudder. His fat face seemed to relax suddenly. Voldemort's vicious and cold eyes before leaving seemed like a cold dagger, piercing his tense face.
, all the air inside was released within a few seconds.
He stared blankly at Dumbledore not far away. After a while, he seemed to cheer up again and said:
"So, there is also...and information about all British wizards...what should we do..."
"Of course, tell the wizarding world the truth. People have the right to know this."
Dumbledore said calmly, looked at Fudge, who had wide eyes, and continued to add calmly.
"but……"
"It's not now. The loss statistics of the Ministry of Magic are not completely over yet. The first task now is to tell everyone that the mysterious man is back, as well as some of the Ministry of Magic's next response methods and alliance plans. As for the theft of wizards' personal data, we can wait until'
After the statistics are completed, it will be released in the second batch of announcements - together with specific solutions and countermeasures."
"Actually, I have a vague idea..."
"A vague idea?" Amelia Bones asked curiously.
"Well, for example..."
Dumbledore's eyes were dazed for a few seconds, recalling the scene described by the little half-blood Veela on the Hyperion.
"For example, a magical city belonging to wizards...but there are too many things involved, so we'd better discuss it alone later."
A magical city belonging to wizards?
Everyone in the Ministry of Magic was stunned, but there were too many shocking things tonight.
Compared with the problems at hand, this proposal, which is just an idea, is obviously not the focus of the moment.
"What about Mr. Barty Crouch? What suggestions do you have?" Scrimgeour asked in a deep voice.
Unconsciously, the leadership of the topic completely fell into Dumbledore's hands.
"I believe that Mr. Crouch will not collude with Voldemort, but the matter of Barty Crouch Jr. is indeed quite strange——"
Dumbledore crossed his fingers and pondered for a moment, his eyes lingering on Scrimgeour, Bones and others.
"I suggest that we investigate the situation secretly first. It would be best to arrange a few Aurors to monitor Mr. Crouch... If Barty Crouch Jr. is really still alive, he probably won't care about the relationship between father and son. After all,
It was his father who personally sent him to Azkaban in the first place."
"Anyway, we must find out as soon as possible how he 'resurrected' from the dead..."
"After all, we at least have to figure it out..."
Dumbledore's half-moon glasses reflected a stern reflection and said softly.