Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 392 Fudge

Kyle and Conna braved the wind and snow all the way to the Three Broomsticks pub.

Compared to the quiet Mrs. Puddifer's Teahouse, this place is much more crowded and noisy. The freshly made butterbeer is still steaming and looks smoky.

The bar owner is a beautiful-looking woman with graceful curves. At this time, she is greeting a group of noisy wizards in front of the bar.

“I’ll get the drinks and you find a seat,” Kyle said. “I hope we’re not late. There’s never enough seats here.”

　　Connor walked to the back of the bar and found a small, empty table between the window and a Christmas tree, next to the fireplace.

After a while, Kyle came over, with a big tray floating behind him.

Two bottles of butter beer, two plates of barbecue pies and a plate of freshly baked pine nut biscuits filled the table.

Kanna cut a piece of pie and put it in her mouth, took another sip of butterbeer, and suddenly showed a satisfied look on her face.

 “I really still like this...” she said vaguely.

“Me too.” Kyle ate a piece of pine nut cookie, then raised his glass and said, “Merry Christmas!”

"Merry Christmas!"

 The two glasses touched each other lightly.

Kyle took a big sip and seemed to feel warm all of a sudden.

This thing is still good, but it would be better if I could drink something else.

Just now Kyle wanted to order a drink of the signature drink here, Ogden Gold Mead, but Ms. Rosmerta said it contained whiskey and could not be sold to the little wizard, so she only gave him butterbeer.

However, this may also be because there are more people now. In normal times, Ms. Rosmerta’s standards are not so strict.

 At least Fred and George bought mead, which also contained whiskey, from here.

 After putting down the cup, Kyle looked around and found many familiar people here.

For example, behind the Christmas tree, there are three people sitting, Harry, Hermione and Ron.

They were completely blocked by the Christmas tree, with Harry sitting at the very back. If Hermione hadn't taken the initiative to say hello, Kyle might not have been able to see them.

 It looks like Fred and George have given Harry the map.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and the door of the Three Broomsticks opened.

 Professors McGonagall and Professor Flitwick walked into the bar in a gust of snow, followed by Hagrid and the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

There was a clanging sound behind him, and Ron and Hermione seemed to push Harry under the table.

There were no empty tables in the bar. Some wizards immediately gave up their seats after recognizing Fudge, but Fudge just smiled and waved his hand, saying that he was just an ordinary guest today and let everyone do as he pleased.

At this time, not far behind Kyle, two wizards hurriedly drank the wine in their glasses, then stood up naturally, paid and left the bar.

　　There will be a vacancy now.

“How lucky you are. I thought I was going to stand and drink.” Fudge walked over with a smile, greeting different people along the way.

 He even recognized Kyle.

"It's great to see you here, little Kyle." He said familiarly: "Being the youngest recipient of the Merlin Order of Merlin badge is really an amazing achievement. I still remember the scene that day as if it happened yesterday. ."

“That’s fresh in my mind, too, Mr. Minister,” Kyle said.

"It's a pity that I couldn't give you the award in person." Fudge said with a smile: "They invited me, but I think it is in the school after all, and it is better to leave it to Dumbledore, the principal."

 Behind Fudge, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. If she remembered correctly, Fudge had no intention of not awarding the award, but no one paid any attention to him.

Professor McGonagall always felt like she had seen this way of making excuses from a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

After a few people were seated, Ms. Rosmerta walked over from the bar and skillfully reported each of their preferences.

Professor McGonagall’s violet water…Hagrid’s four pints of mead…Professor Flitwick’s syrupy soda…

 “Then it’s redcurrant rum for you, Minister.”

"Thank you, Rosmerta." Fudge said happily, "I'm so happy to see you again. Can you have one of yours, okay? Just come with us..."

Ms. Rosmerta happily agreed and went to the bar to get the drinks they needed.

Kyle originally wanted to hear what they were saying, but the surroundings were too noisy, and the tables on both sides were still some distance apart, so he couldn't hear clearly.

 Only heard intermittently...Sirius Black...dementors...despicable, dirty traitors...and the like.

This is all thanks to Hagrid.

He couldn't control his volume when he was angry, and what he said could be heard by almost half the people in the bar.

 And the topics they talked about always made Hagrid angry.

 Especially after drinking a few glasses of wine, he became angry more often.

"Are they talking about Sirius Black?" Connor asked in a low voice, obviously hearing Hagrid's words.

“Obviously.” Kyle took a sip of butterbeer. “The only person who can make Fudge come all the way to Hogsmeade before Christmas is Black.”

"But why..." Kangna was puzzled, "Aren't there already dementors here? Why did the minister come in person?"

“I just don’t know.” Kyle shook his head. “I think he probably came to see Professor Dumbledore, in order to allow the dementors to enter the castle and search...

Today is Hogsmeade visit day. There are not many people in the castle. As long as the remaining students are protected together, the dementors can enter the castle with great arrogance. "

"I dare say the principal would not agree." Kang Na said without hesitation.

“Of course, otherwise Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick wouldn’t have accompanied our minister to the Three Broomsticks to drink and have fun.”

Kyle spread his hands, "But this is just my guess. Maybe Fudge came here just to check if the dementors are lazy. This is also possible."

"Does the minister care about Blake so much?" Kangna was a little surprised. "I have heard many people say before that the minister prefers to attend various banquets."

 “There’s nothing we can do about it.” Kyle ate a biscuit.

“No one had ever escaped from Azkaban with such swagger before, and Sirius Black was the first.

 The negative impact caused by this matter is too great. If it is not resolved as soon as possible, people will think that he is incompetent as a minister. "

 …

"I met him. After Lily and James died, the kid looked pale and trembling all over..."

At this time, Hagrid’s roar came from not far away.

 “Do you know what I did? I even comforted the traitor! I comforted him!”

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 (End of this chapter)