Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 19 The Ministry of Magic Comes

Klein could clearly feel the change in Snape's attitude towards him, but compared to this, he was still more curious about the contents of those pages of parchment.

"Try to describe ten uses of goat liver fruit? Ten kinds?"

Carefully recalling the knowledge about goat liver fruit, Klein was surprised to find that no matter which book, even the most authoritative "Potions and Magic", only recorded nine uses of goat liver fruit.

There is absolutely no tenth!
"It seems that this is the homework Snape assigned me, to reverse the pharmacology."

Mumbling to himself, he dug out several thick pharmacology books from the suitcase and began to read them attentively.

There was still some time before the curfew, and the boys in the dormitory were chatting and squabbling, only Klein, who came back from Snape's office "locked up", was reading a book, which seemed a bit strange.Goyle leaned over to Draco, who was wearing silk brocade pajamas, and said doubtfully.

"Draco, isn't tomorrow a holiday, why is Boss Klein still studying?"

"how could I know."

Draco was not interested in chatting, he was still thinking about what "Bloody Baron" said in the afternoon.

"I'm not a mediocre wretch, I'll prove it." "

With a low mutter, Draco chased away Goyle, lowering the silver-gray drapes by the bed for the first time before curfew.

He decided to get a good night's sleep and start working hard tomorrow.

Even if you can't become a genius like Klein.

at least
Be great too!

The autumn breeze is gentle and warm, and Hogwarts on Saturday is like a sleepy girl, revealing a lazy taste from the inside out.

With almost no one on the lawn except for the Quidditch team to practice, the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, entered the castle under such circumstances.

"Mr. Connelly, hello, please follow me."

It was Professor Minerva McGonagall who was in charge of receiving the Ministry of Magic.

Even in the face of the Minister of Magic, this always serious witch still did not pretend to speak, with a businesslike appearance.

"Ah."

Responding in a neutral manner, Cornelius Fudge pulled the brim of his top hat.

He really didn't want to come to Hogwarts to meet that man if he could.
The moving stairs naturally couldn't help Professor McGonagall, who had been teaching at the school for more than ten years. Soon, she brought Cornelius Fudge and the accompanying Ministry of Magic officials to the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle.

After knocking on the brass knocker of the harpy, a group of people entered the room under the watchful eyes of the stone monsters on both sides of the wooden door.

Inside, the old and the young have been waiting for a long time.

"Connelly, long time no see, and everyone from the Ministry of Magic, welcome. Come, have a taste of the tea I prepared."

Dumbledore stood up with a smile, and beckoned everyone to sit down as a master.Waving the "loaned" Elder Wand, cups of honey tea and sugar cakes appeared on the big table in the room without warning.

"Long time no see, Dumbledore."

Responding with a polite nod, Cornelius Fudge's tone was light.

Even he himself didn't realize it, his face stiffened unconsciously.

Klein felt that this minister looked like a round-faced hyena trying to maintain its majesty in front of the old lion.

"It's been a long time. You haven't written to me for several years."

Dumbledore chuckled, stroked his gray beard, and blinked his brown eyes under half-moon glasses.

"Ahem. It's time to get down to business. This is Klein Grindelwald."

All of a sudden, it hit a sore spot in his heart, Cornelius Fudge didn't want to talk more, and quickly shifted everyone's attention to Klein.

Forget about the past.

He is an imposing Minister of Magic, and he also wants to save face!

"Mr. Minister, hello, I'm Klein."

Ignoring the tricks of Cornelius Fudge and Dumbledore, Klein saluted slightly, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Ah."

Cornelius Fudge pouted, and responded with a flat expression.

Then, he looked at Dumbledore again and said.

"After verification by professionals, the improved healing spell is indeed excellent enough to be awarded the Order of Merlin Third Class Medal, but now there is a problem."

After a pause, his tone suddenly became serious.

"Many people in the Ministry suspect that this curse is not the result of Klein Grindelwald's own research at all."

A child who just learned to wave a wand not long after entering school can know a few questions. Klein Grindelwald is clearly a puppet pushed by the old fox Dumbledore!
Do you still want to hide such a low-level trick from him, Mr. Minister?

Cornelius Fudge sneered, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

Silently watching the sudden performance of the minister, Klein was a little speechless.

The obsession with power has plunged Cornelius Fudge into the quagmire of conspiracy theories. Anything related to Dumbledore can automatically turn into a threat to his ministerial throne.

Klein frowned slightly, thought for a second, and lowered his head like a good boy.

"The Ministry, or you?"

Dumbledore remained motionless, and returned the question to Cornelius Fudge.

"This, no comment."

Cornelius Fudge's attitude was very tough, and he continued without waiting for the other party to speak.

"Dumbledore, no matter what, the child is innocent. If you want to use "Grindelwald" as your umbrella to do something wrong, you are making a big mistake!"

Professor McGonagall on the side was a little confused.

What the hell?

"Yes, you did defeat Gellert Grindelwald, but that was a long, long time ago.

It is a person who will have a day of aging, always clinging to the credit, which is not what a wise person should do. "

With an expression of "I've seen it all", Cornelius Fudge sighed.

"Isn't it part of your plan to deliberately bring the child of the enemy family from Germany to Hogwarts and make him famous in the wizarding world?"

Cornelius Fudge touched the brim of his hat, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth showed undisguised sarcasm.

"You have been silent in this castle for too long, so you want the outside world to see your mind and your ability again, I am not wrong."

It's justifiable and irrefutable!
If possible, Klein would really like to give a thumbs up to the minister who has a full level of brain supplementation ability.

He felt that Cornelius Fudge was resigned to not writing novels.

"Ha ha."

Dumbledore said nothing, just laughed.

He looked at Cornelius Fudge quietly, his eyes were flat and gentle.

"Klein's talent is beyond doubt."

At this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the ears of everyone.

He has long hair and a black robe.

Severus Snape quietly appeared at the door like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)