Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 189 187. Fudge: The Ministry of Magic must know the whereabouts of Harry Potter

"I woke up early this morning and heard magpies calling on the branches. I was still guessing what the happy event was. It turned out to be a distinguished guest."

Dudley swallowed a mouthful of fried dough sticks slowly, took another mouthful of soy milk, and said to Fudge with a smile.

The fritters are still delicious with soy milk.

"What's the meaning?"

Fudge didn't understand Dudley's allegorical flattery at all.

He didn't even understand the culture of wizards in England, and he couldn't even recognize magical plants, let alone know the "metaphor" of the florists.

'Uneducated, horrible'

Dudley also murmured to himself, but said, "I mean Mr. Fudge, nice to meet you."

Fudge understood such simple and straightforward words.

"Me too, Mr. Dursley."

Fudge laughed, and the wrinkled skin on his face immediately piled up and trembled.

"Let's eat together, I think you haven't eaten yet."

"That's so embarrassing." Fudge said, and picked up a fried dough stick.

Although he ate some oatmeal in the morning, it wasn't very filling. Seeing how delicious Dudley's food was, he just happened to be hungry again.

The main reason is that after seeing Harry Potter, my hanging heart was relieved and my appetite was whetted.

It is true that Chinese food is extensive and profound, but not everyone likes it, after all, the taste is different. Even in the land of China, there are people who will quarrel over eating sweet zongzi, salty zongzi, sweet tofu nao, salty tofu nao or spicy tofu nao, let alone other places.

Don't look at Hermione's delicious food, it's because they have followed Dudley since childhood, and their eating habits are similar.

Fu Ji only took two mouthfuls of fried dough sticks before putting it down. After looking around, he didn't seem to like other foods too much, but he was very interested in rice rolls.

He sprinkled a lot of sugar on the rice rolls, and then added a lot of jam and honey.

Dudley's eyelids twitched as he watched.

Don't feel too flustered.

The few Aurors and Ministry of Magic staff just stood silently behind Fudge and watched, swallowing their saliva, after all, Dudley didn't entertain them.

There is only so much food, and it is really not enough for them to eat together.

Well, mainly because Dudley didn't have enough food.

Soon a few people finished their breakfast, and the Cornish elves removed the plates, and then served a cup of tea for everyone to relieve their boredom.

This time the Aurors also have them.

He didn't eat anything at first, but he watched Dudley and the others eat for a long time, and drank a cup of green tea to scrape off the oil, making him even hungrier.

"I don't know what's urgent for Mr. Fudge to come to me early in the morning?" Dudley asked.

His question made Fudge feel a little unnatural. He thought Dudley was taking Harry to a friend's house for a while, but he didn't expect Dursley to buy such a big house in silence.

Is Dursley so rich?

"Mr. Dursley, I'm here to see Harry."

Fudge said honestly, and then looked at Harry: "We went to old Mr. Dursley's, only to find that you...were not there. You know, you made us panic. But thank God, it's good to see that you are all right."

With deep concern in his tone, Fudge smiled at Harry from the edge of his teacup. The smile was very kind and kind, like an uncle looking at his beloved nephew.

"Me?" Harry pointed to himself, to make sure that the other party had picked the right person.

He thought Fudge was looking for Dudley, but he didn't expect it was him.

But why does he, a Minister of Magic, care so much about what he does?

Dudley said, 'If you don't do anything, you either rape or steal. '

So Harry looked at Dudley.

I don’t know, ask Brother D, there is nothing that Brother D doesn’t know, it has always been like this from before to now.

"It must be because of Sirius' escape from prison."

Dudley was telling Harry as much as he was talking to Fudge.

Hearing the words Sirius, the expression on Fudge's face changed obviously, and the wrinkles trembled a few more times.

"Sirius? Who?" Harry didn't know why.

"A felon in Azkaban."

Hermione answered Harry's question. Unlike Harry, she didn't care about the news of the wizarding world at all. Like Dudley, she would spend a certain amount of time every day reading recent major events.

"So this prisoner named Sirius is related to Harry? Will he come to revenge Harry?"

Hermione easily analyzed that the other party would come to Harry.

"That's a very dangerous prisoner."

Fudge didn't want to answer these questions, and interrupted Hermione's analysis abruptly. He didn't want Harry to know the relationship between Sirius and their family at all.

"Evil, brutal, bloodthirsty, crazy...and murderous."

Fudge kept saying bad things about Sirius, describing him as a neurotic murderer.

If he could, he even wanted to lock Harry Potter up, so as to ensure his safety. At least during his time as the Minister of Magic, nothing happened to Harry Potter.

"There are two weeks left before Hogwarts starts, I think I should take Harry away, and the Ministry of Magic will arrange personnel to protect him and go to a safe place."

Fudge stated his purpose.

He's taking Harry away.

"Mr Fudge, I think Harry is safe now."

How could Dudley let him get what he wanted?

Fudge said without thinking, "But it's Sirius after all, a heinous criminal. Mr. Dursley, I think it's safer for Harry to stay in the Leaky Cauldron."

When it comes to Harry and Fudge's hat, don't say you are Dudley, you are Dumbledore, and Fudge dares to hate you.

Even in Fudge's view, Dudley has a bright future, but that is the future, and they can make friends, but Fudge will not give in under such a situation that concerns his "black hat".

After trying the taste of power, Fudge has become deeply obsessed with this feeling.

Any factor that might make him lose the position of Minister of Magic will be regarded as an enemy by him.

Otherwise, why do you think he brought several Aurors with him?

Partying?

It's just when necessary.

Dudley was a little impatient: "I told you, it's safe here, Mr. Fudge."

The Leaky Cauldron? You told me the Leaky Cauldron was safe? Hogwarts Dudley didn't feel safe.

"The Ministry of Magic must know the whereabouts of Harry Potter!" Fudge's attitude was extremely tough, changing from his previous kindness.

Not being able to see himself clearly, not having self-knowledge, and being irritable are all characteristics of Fudge.

To put it bluntly, the Ministry of Magic must know Harry Potter's whereabouts. To put it bluntly, it is surveillance or house arrest in disguise.

But only then would Fudge be at ease.

"The Ministry of Magic has no need to know about Harry Potter's whereabouts."

Dudley looked at Fudge coldly, with the same tough attitude.

Negotiations broke down, and swords were tense for a while.

The Aurors took out their wands with some hesitation, and glanced back and forth at Dudley and Fudge. In their view, Dudley and the others were still children, and they couldn't cast spells on the little wizard even in the worst situation.

What? Can Dudley open the triple door in one go?

That's just a kid with a lot of strength.