Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 241 The End of Old Fudge

Chapter 241 The End of Old Fudge
Dumbledore didn't know that in just one day, there was a new meme in his school that "people and people's physiques cannot be generalized".

At this time, he was squatting at the door of the confinement room where the suspects were held in the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, looking at the indifferent old hooligan through the iron bars.

"You."

After a long silence, Dumbledore opened his mouth, pinching the center of his brow helplessly.

Who would have thought that Alastor Moody, who was highly skilled in magic, was actually a good boxer.

That punch went to Cornelius Fudge
How can a miserable word describe it.

"good."

Moody grinned, and he had the air of a villain—he didn't look like a good guy with a limped leg and a blind eye.

Especially after boxing Cornelius Fudge, he seemed to be sublimated, just like a gangster experiencing life in prison.

"Are you still laughing, am I complimenting you?"

Dumbledore pointed to the iron bars in front of him.

"Even the Minister of Magic dares to fight, I really don't know what else you dare not."

"That's why he deserves a beating!"

Not to mention the old turtle, Moody is still angry.

As soon as he mentioned it, he didn't get angry.

A good Ministry of Magic, what a mess Cornelius Fudge has made.

Even the Aurors in the Auror's office, he watched, were no longer as energetic as they used to be.

If this continues, it will be over sooner or later!

"Then you can solve the problem by beating him up?"

Dumbledore was quite speechless.

The charge of attacking the Minister of Magic fell, and Moody should have been imprisoned in Azkaban—although Azkaban is empty now, and even the dementors have been transferred, it is still not a good place to go.

It was his old man who turned around and spent a lot of face to make Moody's life more comfortable.

Unexpectedly, this bastard didn't appreciate it.

"It can't solve the problem, but it can vent your anger."

After living such a big age, Moody has long since reached the realm of doing whatever he wants.

Anyway, he has no children and no worries, so he doesn't want to live so tiringly.

Sauron, Voldemort
I don't know what to jump out of in the future.

He only hoped that that punch would wake up Cornelius Fudge, so that the old turtle would not always shrink into his shell.

"you"

Dumbledore couldn't help but hesitate.

Moody's temperament is like a rock, hard and soft, and after so many years, he can't do anything about it.

"Stay here well. When the limelight passes, you will come out and make trouble with your fists. It's not a big deal after all."

Not to mention that Cornelius Fudge is currently unpopular, even if the old Fudge really has a talk in the Ministry of Magic, he and Moody have known each other for many years, and he would never watch his old friend enter Azkaban.

"Seriously, Albus, if you are willing to put down the burden of Hogwarts and become the Minister yourself, Sauron and Voldemort will be nothing."

Moody looked at Dumbledore who was getting up slowly, and couldn't help but speak.

Both ability and integrity, reputation is enough.

If Dumbledore announces his participation in the election of the Minister of Magic, I believe that 90.00% of wizards will vote for him (the remaining [-]% is old Fudge himself).

By then, the Ministry of Magic had condensed into one strand.

Foreign demons can be destroyed in an instant!
"You always think things too simply."

Hearing this, Dumbledore smiled wryly.

Putting Voldemort aside for the time being, there are many Horcruxes and many retreats.It cannot be killed at one time, no matter how many times it is shot, it will be a waste of effort.

"Sauron" alone is enough for him to have a headache.

You can't say it, you can't beat it.

Even the magic wand used now was borrowed from others.

What can his old man do?

Fortunately, "Sauron" was quite respectful to him on weekdays, and there were a lot of gifts during the New Year and holidays. He looked like a good boy.

Otherwise, even if he is a hundred years later, it is still a matter of whether these eyes can be closed.

"Hehe, Albus, just wait, even if you don't want to be this minister, those people outside will not continue to let Cornelius Fudge sit in that position.

When the time comes, you can't refuse. "

Did you really think Moody didn't think of anything before he threw his "uppercut for justice"?
The old boy is full of bad intentions.

Because of Sauron's incident, Cornelius Fudge lost all face in the British magical world, and his prestige was reduced to zero.

After the Ministry of Magic was invaded and the Azkaban riots happened, that position was no longer secure.

Now that he is making such a fuss, even the minds of the members of the headquarters are starting to come alive. Cornelius Fudge still wants to enjoy happiness in that office?
Dream it!
"Then I won't be the minister either."

Just kidding, busying between files all day long is nothing compared to drinking honey on the eighth floor of Hogwarts.

"That's up to you."

Under the turmoil, there must be someone who is full of weight to preside over the overall situation.

Not Cornelius Fudge, nor Alastor Moody.

Only Dumbledore.

is the most suitable candidate.

Dumbledore frowned.

what is this?
With the addition of a yellow robe, if you don't become the boss, you will rebel?

Now, he vaguely understands Klein's mood back then.

Fate is like a stream, and everything is involuntary.

On the other side, the minister's office.

"It's reversed, it's all reversed!"

The wound on the face was healed by magic long ago, but the wound in the heart has left the root of the disease.Cornelius Fudge showed a gray and mad look on his face, and he ruthlessly threw everything on the table to the ground.

Well done, he, the Minister of Magic, turned out to be the short commander.

Because of the short-term prestige built up by handling the prison escape incident, it was smashed to pieces by Alastor Moody's punch.

"Minister, here is today's report."

The secretary who was watching coldly turned a blind eye to all this.

When it's time to report to work, report to work, and do what you need to do, with a cold expression.

He didn't think much of Cornelius Fudge.

It's not about standing and talking without back pain.

Holding all the power of the Ministry of Magic, as long as there is a sense of responsibility, Voldemort's remnant forces will not make such a big mess, let alone "Death Bloom" occupy the name of righteousness, and it took three years to wash it off It is clean and the tail is too big to fall off.

Inaction is original sin.

Now is no longer the peaceful time when everyone sat in the office drinking coffee and tea. Instead of having the strength to throw things and make a mess, it is better to go to the front line and catch two "Death Eaters".

"Go away, go away!"

Old Fudge was full of resentment, and even the expression on his face was distorted.

Could it be that he endured the humiliation so that the Ministry of Magic can survive to this day?
Could it be that he swallowed his anger and made the magic world so peaceful?
Sauron Voldemort is not a good person. Could it be that Albus Dumbledore and Alastor Moody, whom all hope is placed on, are good people.

It's just a snake and mouse character.

It's a shame that there are hundreds of people in the Ministry of Magic, but no one understands him!
(End of this chapter)

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