The chaos on the tenth floor of the Ministry of Magic lasted for more than a month.
At first, the opposition had the upper hand. After all, one of Dumbledore's self-restraints was not to involve power. Although he had a huge reputation in England, there were also some families and individuals who spontaneously gathered around him, but under the influence of the collapse of the top families,
When it comes to interests, even these "people of our own" have different ideas.
There is a little help, a lot of resistance, and there are still a lot of people waiting and watching.
Until the end of July, Sirius went to Malfoy Manor.
The next day, Lucius stood up, followed closely by the Malfoy family's alliance, the vassal family.
Then, due to contemporary in-law relationships, some of the Black family who had bet on Malfoy also publicly stated their position after the Black family broke up.
The scales began to tip.
However, the opposition is still insisting, especially those in power such as Fudge, who have shaken the reputation and authority of the Ministry of Magic, which means reducing the power and interests in their hands. This is not a small fight like a little wizard using magic on vacation.
If there is no enough exchange of interests, they will try their best to keep the lid closed.
Under siege from many parties, the opposition was divided from left to right, but it still talked about things in a disgraceful way, intending to drag on indefinitely.
If things continue like this, I'm afraid it will take several years.
However, as August was about to enter mid-month, an explosive piece of news turned the opposition upside down.
The chief officer who sent Sirius to Azkaban without following the procedures and the former Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, Barty Crouch, was attacked in the basement of the old house and was rushed to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries in an emergency
treat.
"How's Crouch doing?"
After rushing to St. Mungo's, Fudge asked eagerly.
"Mr. Crouch is currently out of danger, but..."
Smethek, Crouch's chief therapist, stopped mid-sentence, as if he didn't know what to say.
"Where is he? Take me there."
Fudge didn't care at all about the hesitation on the other side's face, let alone Crouch's situation. If the current situation hadn't been special, he would have wished that the other side had made room for him earlier.
"Uh... okay, Minister Fudge."
After observing his words, Smethyk decisively shut his mouth and led a group of people to Crouch's single room.
Following the therapist's "unhurried" pace, Fudge frowned, intending to beat the other person faster, but after glancing at the people behind him, he still had the patience to move forward "slowly".
As the only officially designated medical unit in England, St. Mungo's covers a huge area. Fudge's patience and footprints were left on the ground little by little as he moved forward.
After giving the following Auror a vague look and getting a flattering smile from him, Fudge missed Umbridge especially.
This idiot, doesn’t he know how to speak up for the great Minister Fudge and urge the snail in front of him?!
In fact, as a senior therapist, Smethyk is extremely busy every day. His usual walking speed is definitely not slow. No matter how fast he is, he has to run——
I'm afraid that even if he did run, it wouldn't be as fast as Minister Fudge's anxious mood.
Facing the resurgent Black, Fudge was pushed to the front by a family that had swallowed up a lot of interests. Now those who opposed the retrial of Sirius' case were already at a disadvantage. If something went wrong with Crouch, who had the same stance for the time being, maybe that would happen.
Under chaos, the supporting faction will gain an overwhelming advantage.
Therefore, he eagerly wanted to meet with Crouch to see how the situation was going. At least he had to drag the former director of the Department of Law Enforcement out of St. Mungo's tonight, because tomorrow morning would be the time for another collegial meeting.
, and this time I heard that Dumbledore will also be present.
Without Crouch, Fudge had to take the lead on his own. He knew very well that he couldn't deal with Dumbledore with his three melons and two dates.
Let alone dealing with him, except for Umbridge, no one really dared to rush forward and bite him.
Although that woman is ugly and stupid, she is indeed a good dog that can help her master bite people.
Thinking of this, Fudge looked around at his surrounding men angrily.
Several people looked at each other innocently, and before they could figure out what had offended Mr. Minister, Smesek, who was leading the way, finally stopped in front of the room with the door open.
When they arrived at the place, Fudge's expression became even worse.
There are three annoying guys in the room.
One is lying down and two are standing.
"Ha, Albus, Ani, it's so nice to see you here."
Fudge greeted him warmly, as if he had been waiting for someone else in his heart just now.
"How happy are you?"
Ani replied angrily, glad to see them at St. Mungo's? It didn't sound like a nice thing to say.
"Well...this...this..."
Fudge almost choked on his saliva and was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.
"Don't worry, Connery, Ernie was just joking with you."
It took some effort for Dumbledore to hold back his laughter and reconcile the situation.
"No, it doesn't matter. Professor Scamander is really funny."
Wiping the sweat from his head, Fudge changed his address sensibly and leaned towards Dumbledore pretending to be unintentional.
He felt a pressure on Aini from the moment he entered. Obviously, due to previous confrontations or other reasons, the young wizard was not satisfied with him.
Fudge is not afraid of confronting Dumbledore. In a world of rules, the higher a person's lawful value, the lower the deterrence factor.
As the saying goes, a gentleman can be deceived.
No matter how powerful the power is, as long as the owner does not use it to break the rules, there is nothing to fear from those in power.
Moreover, Fudge has always believed that although he is far from comparable to Dumbledore in terms of magical rules, in terms of human rules, how can a headmaster compare to the head of the Ministry of Magic?
But Aini is not Dumbledore. Judging from his age and recent behavior, this new great wizard is far from being so deep in the city. He might do something when he is angered.
Fudge can guarantee that if something really happens today, the owl's talons will be covered with tidbits about the Minister of Magic tomorrow.
Instead of giving in after being beaten, choose to be on the safe side before a conflict occurs and not be shabby.
Fudge proudly gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, and then kept thinking about how to add obstacles to Hogwarts and Breath of Nature, while also getting some benefits. Thinking of the happy place, he almost laughed out loud.
While Mr. Minister's expression became more and more cheerful, Ani and Dumbledore's expressions became strange.
To spread malice against two great wizards who were so close to him, should we say that Fudge had indeed strayed away from magic for too long?
Even if the two of them don't use Legilimency casually, Fudge's behavior is like rushing to stuff his thoughts into their heads.
Looking at the various farces written and directed by Fudge in their minds, Ernie and Dumbledore tried their best to purse their lips.
They are all quality people and will not laugh easily unless...
"Pfft~"
One editor and two readers watched. Who handed out an introduction first, and the room suddenly burst into joyful laughter.