Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 190 188. Fudge: Mr. Dursley is right

Fudge's face was a little uncertain, he was a little concerned about the people behind Dudley, that is, the Carrow family, Dudley's hardcore supporters.

Regardless of the fact that the Carlo family is usually quiet, it is actually more difficult to deal with than the Malfoy family.

If it weren't for a few idiots, the mysterious man would have been hit hard when he fell. In addition, the previous head of the Carlo family was a waste, and he lost a lot of property due to poor management.

Even so, he is still a big family comparable to Malfoy.

In fact, there was no one behind Dudley but himself.

"Minister, Potter"

Fudge gritted his teeth, offend the Carlo family as long as he offends, Harry is the most important thing now.

"Dursley, I repeat, Potter must go with us today, even if by force."

The Aurors understood Fudge's words this time, looked at each other, and slowly raised their wands to point at Dudley and the others, but just ignored Draco.

"You have five seconds to consider the consequences."

Dudley said lightly, he was still sitting on the seat, motionless.

Five seconds later, the magic spell that came from nowhere hit the wrists of the Aurors with incomparable precision, and before they even had time to react to the wands, they flew out of their hands.

"Minister be careful, there are enemies!"

"Probably Sirius!"

The Ministry of Magic employee who followed Fudge screamed, and the sound scared Fudge to hide under the table, and then he hid himself.

The other Aurors also immediately became tense, and hurriedly picked up the wand that fell on the ground, and because they were nervous, they picked up the wrong wand and made a mess.

'Waste. Worse than the iron thorns I planted around the yard'

Dudley looked at these clown-like Ministry members with disdain.

‘Aurors are not the Aurors they used to be. '

The elite among wizards? Maybe

Only 13 years have passed since the first wizarding war and the downfall of that one. The really good Aurors either died in the confrontation with Voldemort and the Death Eaters, or they could only stay in St. Mungo like the Longbottoms in the hospital.

Moody was one of the few surviving Aurors from that battle, and even so he was covered in injuries, with few parts intact.

What are the remaining Aurors in the Ministry of Magic?

What level can the apprentices they teach.

"There are no enemies." Dudley said lightly, tapping the table with his fingertips: "I really hate when people point their wands at me. Just now it was just a small punishment, there will be no next time."

As Dudley's voice fell, two figures appeared behind Dudley, like the villains in fairy tales, the old hag with a big gutter nose and the bald old wizard with a serious expression.

That was Pipiru and Lu Xixi.

The powerful aura emanating from the two made the Aurors dare not act rashly.

Knock out several Auror wands with just one spell, if you want to attack them

The young Aurors swallowed in unison.

Seeing that it wasn't Sirius and he was really fine, Fudge came out from under the table tremblingly. He gave the Ministry of Magic staff who were talking nonsense, and then fixed his eyes on the two old wizards: "They Who is it?"

"The butler here."

Dudley said casually, his tone still indifferent.

"They just attacked the Aurors."

Fudge's body was still trembling slightly, and his spirit had obviously not recovered, and his attitude was no longer as tough as before.

He regretted not taking Rufus Scrimgeour with him, one of the few wizards in the Ministry who could fight.

Then Fudge saw Dudley's sapphire eyes, and felt that those eyes seemed to be able to see through his heart, full of jokes.

Then he heard Dudley speaking in the tone of describing a trifle.

"Shocked, a senior official of the Ministry of Magic actually asked Auror to point his wand at minor wizards, including the hero of the wizarding world - Harry Potter. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? I think the Daily Prophet will like it very much." This news."

Dudley took out a crystal ball and put it in his hand to play with it.

Accompanied by Dudley's statement, especially when he saw the crystal ball in Dudley's hand, Fudge's eyelids jumped wildly, and a deep sadness hung on his wrinkled and wrinkled face.

That kind of crystal ball can record images, just like a Muggle video camera.

If this news is released, the complaint letters he received will fill the entire Ministry of Magic, and the approval rating will drop to the bottom.

Then he is finished.

"Mr. Dursley, you can't do this."

Although Fudge didn't have much ability, he still had a strong ability to adapt to the wind, and his attitude softened immediately.

"I also think it's not good for Mr. Fudge, so I think we should talk and clear up the misunderstanding."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, Mr. Dursley, you are right." Fudge kept wiping his sweat, and he had completely lost the majestic appearance of the Minister of Magic just now, like a chicken pecking at rice. nod.

The best way to deal with mediocrity like Fudge is to pinch his throat and control the rhythm in your own hands.

Dudley and Fudge talked alone for a while, and when they came out, Fudge was soaked as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"Mr. Dursley, it's getting late, I think I should leave and not disturb your rest."

Fudge's attitude took a 180-degree turn, and he never mentioned the two things of taking Harry away and attacking the Aurors.

Even when he became the Minister of Magic and asked Dumbledore for advice, he was not so respectful.

The Aurors looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and of course they didn't dare to say anything.

"Go slowly, I won't send you off."

"Rest well, rest well."

When Fudge was about to leave, Dudley suddenly said, "I suddenly remembered something. Apart from magpies, I heard crows calling this morning."

"Mr. Dursley, your environment here is really nice."

Fudge still didn't understand the meaning behind it, and complimented foolishly.

After a few people left, Dudley said to Draco beside him.

"Draco, the eldest son of the Wilkes family, Victor Wilkes, doesn't he want to inherit his father's footsteps and work in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Tell him it's already arranged."

"And Dormammu Gagson of House Gagson, who is very welcome to take office at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Tell Eric Strange that the Department of Magical Sports and Sports is a good place to be."

These are Slytherins who have graduated in the past two years and haven't found a suitable job.

Of course, Dudley didn't pay nothing, but compared to what he got, he only paid a few million Galleons.

The great sage Xun Geer once said: "A radish and a stick never go out of style."

So it is also a very good thing to have a mediocre minister of magic.