I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

"You must have read Ms. Rita Skeeter's article," Harry said softly, and no one else in the room noticed that Harry had been awakened until he spoke.

Fudge's face blushed slightly, and it seemed that his face was not so like a city wall. But as soon as he had this thought, Fudge's face quickly changed to a rebellious and stubborn look.

"In addition, I found," Fudge looked at Dumbledore and said reluctantly: "I found that you have been hiding certain things about this child from reporting... He is a Parselmouth, right? His behavior His behavior is full of weirdness..."

Louis burst into laughter. He looked at Hermione, smiled at a normal volume and said in Chinese: "Weird talk, full of farts..."

Hermione couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter. The movement here certainly attracted Fudge's attention.

"Mr. Mountbatten, what are you talking about?" Fudge narrowed his slightly cloudy eyes and spoke in a very bad tone.

"I'd like to thank you, Minister." Louis said happily, looking back at Hermione, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

It's always good to tease Fudge. Besides...Hermione knows Chinese. She studied it by herself in the library when she was free - of course, influenced by Louis. She not only studied Chinese systematically, but also learned Latin and Greek.

The more you know, the more wonderful your life will be. This is Louis’ mantra and it has become their motto.

Before Fudge could get angry, Dumbledore changed the topic coldly: "I think you are referring to the pain in the scar that Harry has been feeling, right?"

"So, you admit that he has been feeling these pains?" Fudge said quickly, as if he wanted to solidify his theory, "Headache? Nightmares? Maybe - hallucinations?"

He looked at Harry as if he were looking at a madman.

"Listen to me, Cornelius," Dumbledore said, taking a step towards Fudge. The look in his eyes was so firm and intense that Fudge involuntarily shrank a little, "Harry is as sane as you and me... …The scar on his forehead doesn’t mess with his brain! I believe Harry’s scar only hurts when Voldemort is lurking nearby or when he’s feeling particularly murderous.”

Dumbledore's emotions were so contagious and so calm that it made Fudge, a villain at heart who only wanted to be stubborn, take half a step back from Dumbledore, but his expression was still so stubborn.

"Forgive me, Dumbledore, but I've never heard of Hex scars acting like alarm bells before..."

As he spoke, Fudge was a little nervous. He seemed to have heard some joke and looked at Harry and Dumbledore with incredulous eyes.

"I saw Voldemort is back!" Harry shouted. He struggled to get out of bed, but Mrs. Weasley held him back. "I saw the Death Eaters with my own eyes!" I can name them! MacNeil! "

When Harry called out his name, the scene last night appeared in his mind, as well as the Death Eater with his big yellow teeth bared in a dazed manner.

"He has been acquitted a long time ago, Potter." Fudge's tone was very unkind. He glanced at Dumbledore, trying to find an instructive look on his face, but unfortunately, Dumbledore was expressionless. , he saw nothing, "He currently works at the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge added.

"Avery! Nott! Crabbe! Goyle!" Harry gasped and shouted. He could remember all the Death Eaters named by Voldemort last night. He believed that even if those Death Eaters turned into Hui, he recognized them too.

"You are just repeating the names of people who were acquitted and deemed not to be Death Eaters thirteen thousand years ago!" Fudge shouted angrily: "You can find those names in the past trial reports! For the sake of old age For God's sake, Dumbledore - I know that at the end of last year, this boy's head was full of weird stories, and his lies were getting weirder and weirder, and you actually believed them all - I think this is what he's putting on to get attention! This boy can talk to snakes, Dumbledore, and you still think he's trustworthy?"

At this point, Fudge's entire face turned red, and he glared at Harry viciously with an expression that was difficult for others to understand, as if Harry was his father-killing enemy.

In fact, it is understandable. After all, this is related to the position under the buttocks. It is understandable that Fudge is a bit hysterical. However, he has completely lost his character now and has completely lost the energy cultivation skills that a Minister of Magic should have.

"You fool!" Professor McGonagall was full of opinions about the Minister of Magic who was afraid of life and death. She shouted angrily: "Is it the conspiracy of Barty Crouch Jr. and the attack on Barty Crouch Sr.?" Can’t you explain everything? This is by no means a random act by a madman! He even had a plan! It was premeditated! He sneaked into Hogwarts in an organized way! He also caused all kinds of accidents in the finals!"

"I don't see why not." Fudge's face turned red, and he was no less angry than Professor McGonagall. He argued loudly: "In my opinion, you just want to create a panic and destroy the ten of us. Everything we have worked hard to build over the past three years!”

Harry was stunned. He couldn't believe his eyes and ears. Fudge had always been domineering and a little arrogant, but he was still very kind in nature. But he didn't expect that the angry little wizard standing in front of him would flatly refuse to believe that his orderly, stable and comfortable world could be destroyed - he didn't understand why Fudge refused to believe in Voldemort at all. Possible comeback.

"Voldemort is back," Dumbledore said again. "Fudge, if you accept this fact immediately and take the necessary measures, we may still be able to save the situation. The first and most important step is to free Azkaban from capture. Control of the spirit monster!"

"Play the piano!" Fudge yelled again. "Get rid of the Dementors? If I suggest this, I will be kicked out of the office! Half of us can only go to Azkaban at night because we know that there are Dementors on guard. Have a good night’s sleep!”

"Cornelly, if we know that you let Voldemort's most dangerous best friend guard those guys who will serve him at the first command, then the rest of us will not sleep well!" Dumbledore persuaded earnestly, trying to Let Fudge turn around, "Those guys can't be loyal to you, Fudge! The power and pleasure Voldemort can provide them are far more than what you can provide - after all, you don't have a bottom line like Voldemort, you can Provide him with your soul at will... Once Voldemort has the support of the dementors behind him, his former best friends will come back to him one after another, and then it will be difficult for you to prevent him from regaining the power he had thirteen years ago!"

Fudge's mouth opened and closed as if there were no words to express his rage.

"The second step you must take, and you must do it immediately," Dumbledore continued, "is to send a message to the giant."

"Send someone to deliver a message to the giant?" Fudge exclaimed, suddenly able to speak again, "What kind of crazy talk is this?"

"Extend a hand of friendship to them before it is too late," said Dumbledore, "or Voldemort will draw them over. He has done this before, and of all wizards, only he can Provide them rights and freedom!”

"You - you must be joking!" Fudge gasped in surprise, shaking his head and backing away from Dumbledore, "If the wizarding world learns that I have dealings with giants - people Hate giants with all your heart, Dumbledore - my career is over! "

"Connelly, you are too obsessed with your official position, which makes you lose your due judgment." Dumbledore said, his voice gradually increased, and people could feel the aura of power surrounding him. His eyes burned again. "You attach too much importance to the so-called pure wizard blood! You have always been like this! You don't realize that a person's origin is not important, what is important is the kind of person he grows up to be!"

"I'm telling you now - as long as you follow my advice and take some measures, then the Ministry of Magic and the entire wizarding world will always remember you as the bravest and greatest Minister of Magic ever. If you don't take Action - history will also remember: It was you who stood by and allowed Voldemort a second chance to destroy the world we worked so hard to rebuild! You are historically responsible for this!"

Dumbledore's words hit Fudge's heart like a heavy hammer. "Absurd," he whispered, continuing to step back step by step. "Crazy... It's so crazy. I really didn't expect that, Dumbledore, Even you are crazy..."

There was a moment of silence, and Madam Pomfrey stood blankly beside Harry's bed, covering her mouth with her hand. Aunt Molly was still standing in front of Harry, holding his shoulders with both hands to prevent him from getting up. Bill, Ron and Hermione all stared at Fudge in surprise.

"We should really let Weatherby come and take a look, my God..." Ron said in a very small voice to Louis beside him: "Look at the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic that he admires, what kind of insects they are, my God... …”

Louis glanced at Ron funny, it's been almost a year, why haven't he forgotten the "Wetherby" joke?

"If you are so stubborn and insistent on having your own way, Cornelius," said Dumbledore, "we will have to go our separate ways. You do what you think is right, and I do what I will."

There was no threat in Dumbledore's voice, it sounded like a statement, but Fudge was furious, as if Dumbledore was coming towards him with a wand.

"Okay, okay, Dumbledore," he said, waving a finger threateningly, "I have always given you full freedom. I have always respected you. I may not agree with some of your decisions, But I always keep silent. Not many people would allow you to hire a werewolf, retain Hagrid, or decide what to teach students without consulting the Ministry of Magic. But if you are going to stand up to me..."

"The only one I want to fight against," Dumbledore sighed deeply, "is Voldemort... If you also oppose him, Cornelius, then we are still on the same side."

Fudge seemed unable to think of how to answer. In fact, deep down in his heart, he still believed what Dumbledore and Harry said about "Voldemort's return." Because of this, he didn't want to offend Dumbledore to death. After all, only Dumbledore could deal with Voldemort.

He was a little unsteady on his feet. After all, Dumbledore's words really shocked him. He swayed back and forth for a moment, spinning the dome hat he wore on his head with both hands. Finally, he spoke, with a hint of pleading in his voice, "He will not come back, Dumbledore, he can't be...absolutely impossible..."

Everyone knows that this begging is not given to anyone, but to the refusal to accept the possible truth. Voldemort's return is not limited to the fact that his status is in danger. In fact, if that madman is in this world, even if he is the Minister of Magic, his life will be in danger.

At the same time, he knew better than anyone else that Dumbledore was actually right. Dementors were unreliable. They had no moral integrity at all. They would obey orders from anyone who had no bottom line. And now it seems... Voldemort It is the most suitable for them to be loyal to - after all, a murderer like Voldemort doesn't mind providing them with a steady stream of souls, which is enough to make them die.

Dumbledore glanced at Snape, and Professor Snape immediately turned around and walked out of the hospital wing. After a while, when Fudge was pacing back and forth impatiently, Snape came back, holding a hand that asked Fudge to A very familiar figure.

It's Barty Crouch Jr.

He was restrained by Snape's curse and could only walk in front of him honestly. But to be honest, Snape could only restrain him from using magic, but he couldn't restrain him from seeing Fudge. He pounced on him, scaring Fudge so much that he stepped back, but he stumbled because he couldn't stand still. , staggered and fell down.

Fortunately, Ron's quick eyesight and quick hands caught Fudge's fallen body, otherwise his ugliness would not be limited to this level.

"Impedimenta! (Many obstacles)" Louis, with quick eyes and quick hands, stretched out his finger and pointed at Barty Crouch Jr., which made him stop rushing forward.

Louis glanced at Professor Snape. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a flash of schadenfreude in the professor's eyes.

He was sure that his professor must have done it on purpose... He must have released the spell on Barty Crouch Jr. the moment he entered the room. He must have wanted to scare Fudge on purpose so that he would do something. Make a fool of yourself.

It seemed that Snape had quite a lot of resentment towards Fudge, and Louis was very happy about his misfortune. It's not that he has a problem with Fudge, but he is simply a fun-loving person.