Hogwarts Diary: Snape Goes Crazy

Percy did come back, but he didn't come back specifically, but came back with Scrimgeour.

He had an uncomfortable smile on his face. He didn't look like he was visiting his parents, but rather like he was visiting a subordinate.

After an awkward silence, Percy finally turned ugly.

He said stiffly: "Merry Christmas, Mom.

"Percy, Percy!"

Mrs. Weasley threw herself into the arms of her grown son, who held Percy and cried.

Scrimgeour stood outside the door on crutches. He did not come in immediately, but looked at this scene and said with a smile: "It's really touching, Percy really wants to see you.

But this is obviously a lie.

Percy didn't move, he didn't even look at everyone in the living room.

"Come in, Minister."

Mr. Weasley forced a smile and said.

"It's really disturbing."

Scrimgeour said as if he was guilty, but he walked inside without any politeness.

"Minister, "560" sit down quickly, do you want something to eat?"

Mrs. Weasley asked distractedly.

Scrimgeour waved his hand.

"No, no, no, I think this time should be reserved for you and your family. I can just go and walk around in the garden.

Of course, it would be too boring to go alone. Which of you would like to accompany me...

No, no, no, Remus John, Sirius, I think Harry and Vesey will be fine, they just finished eating. "

This time everyone was silent.

Obviously, Scrimgeour's target this time is Vesey and Harry.

"May I?"

Scrimgeour obviously knew that everyone was dissatisfied with him, but he still asked himself.

Vesey stood up.

"OK."

Harry quickly stood up and followed Vesey out.

The three of them kept walking along the garden.

It wasn't until they were some distance away from the Burrow that Scrimgeour stood among a bunch of flowers and said, "I've wanted to see you for a long time, do you know?"

Harry didn't know, but Vesey did.

She nodded.

"Headmaster Dumbledore told me to do whatever I want, so I refused to meet you.

She said calmly.

Scrimgeour looked surprised.

He frowned and asked, "The ministry has never been sorry to you..."

The Ministry of Magic has always been courting Vesey, and has only used tricks on Harry.

Vesey sneered.

"I'm thinking, if I didn't make those potions and didn't have powerful magic, what would have been my fate?"

Scrimgeour seemed puzzled.

"Umbridge sent a dementor to find my brother. She wanted him expelled.

She has this attitude towards my brother. If I hadn't made the magic potion, what would she have done to me?

I remember when I was in first grade, photo balls were flying all over the place, and there were pictures of me showing my shoulders everywhere. At that time, the Ministry of Magic did not stop me, and they even had the attitude of watching a good show.

And when she wanted me to drop out of school in the fifth grade, it would be even easier. Find a man and teach me a lesson, and then I would never be able to show up again, right?"

Harry clenched his fists.

He gritted his teeth tightly.

It's very possible, isn't it?

If Vesey hadn't been so powerful and hadn't made those potions, the Ministry of Magic would have done just that if they wanted to destroy her.

Scrimgeour was silent for a moment.

"But this is just speculation after all..."

Vesey laughed softly.

"Yes, this is speculation, but what is the truth? Even though I have such powerful magic, Umbridge still found ways to use the Cruciatus Curse on me, and tried to threaten me to make me compromise.

She even said this publicly in school. Now that you have become the minister, have you punished her? Have you put her in Azkaban?

There is also a permanent scar on the back of my brother's hand. Many students in the school are like this. Did you do anything to her because of this permanent injury?

No, you didn’t do anything. Has Umbridge also curried favor with you? You think she is very useful and you think we won’t care, so you still want our help?”

Scrimgeour looked grim.

"I will deal with her. She is still useful now. I can guarantee that after resisting the mysterious man, I will put her in Azkaban so that she can never come out!"

Vesey shook his head.

"Resist Voldemort together? You really made me laugh to death. Is your resistance just to arrest Stan Sandpark?"

I don’t believe that you didn’t know that he liked to brag all these years. You didn’t even ask, and you just found a way to catch him.

You are just trying to appease the people, but you have achieved results. What results? You have arrested a good person?"

Scrimgeour's face turned even darker.

"This is not something you should worry about!"

Also, you didn't forget that we created a Dumbledore Army last year, right?

He didn't finish his sentence, so Vesey added it for him.

If you bother us again, we will find a way to overthrow your useless Ministry of Magic at any time!"

"Yes, both of us are Dumbledores through and through.

Harry finally found a space to speak.

After Harry and the others came over, Vesey took her luggage from Harry's hand and then walked to her Slytherin lounge.

Mrs. Weasley burst into tears. She hugged each of the children and kept telling them to stay safe in school and never go to dangerous places, as if they were leaving forever.

"After you put your things away, go to the Gryffindor lounge and we'll meet there!"

“Of course, it’s great!”

Scrimgeour was startled by her look, and he couldn't help but said: "This is illegal!"

On the other side of the fireplace is Professor McGonagall's office.

"Don't you want to defeat the mysterious man?"

"I finally figured it out. Why are you always so much worse than Vesey? When will you be able to focus on studying?"

You, like everyone else in the Ministry of Magic, are pretending to be deaf and dumb, and now you want us to help you. You are dreaming!"

Harry shouted, fearing that Vesey would stay in the dormitory and not come out.

Harry stopped because Professor McGonagall was looking at him angrily.

After Vesey came out of the fireplace, she helped clean the ashes off her body.

He sneered and said: "The one we want to defeat is Voldemort, not the mysterious man. If you don't even dare to say his name, why should we help you?

"We can still play for half a day, so we can't waste this time."

Vesey and Harry laughed simultaneously.

Scrimgeour looked at them coldly, and after a while, he finally said:

"Well, you can't tell that he is resisting Voldemort at all. He seems to think he is fighting for power!"

In addition, when we shouted for Voldemort to come back last year, you did not come out and stand on the same front as us......

"Of course I know this is not something that my brother and I should worry about, but we can also tell you directly that it is impossible to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic now. The two of us will not help you. You can leave!"

Vesey kissed her wet cheek.

Scrimgeour glared at her.

"Oh, ma'am, you all need to be safe too. See you in the summer vacation!"

After Christmas, they lined up in front of the fireplace to go to school.

The two of them finished singing in harmony, then nodded politely to Scrimgeour, leaving the minister alone outside and went back.

"It can be seen that Dumbledore has brainwashed you two very thoroughly. You two are simply..."

She waved her hand and walked into the fireplace, knowing very well that they would probably meet in 2.2 before the summer vacation.

"Have a good Christmas?"

"Look, a Minister of Magic who still cares about power, can he really resist Voldemort?"

Vesey hugged her, quickly moved out of the way, and waited for Harry and the others to come over.

Only the stunned Scrimgeour stood there.