The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Put your hands deep into your hair and pull it tight.

Fudge tried to use the tight pain in his scalp to relieve his inner panic.

It had only been a few hours since the incident, and he looked as if he had aged dozens of years.

The notice issued by Scrimgeour could be said to be a wake-up call for him. After thinking about it so far, he felt that it was time for him to accept the facts.

Voldemort is really back!

The decision wasn't easy for Fudge.

Because this is tantamount to admitting that he is an incompetent clown, and the series of measures he has taken to confront Dumbledore, as well as his speeches in public media, will also turn into a farce.

This 'funny' Minister of Magic can be expected to be nailed to the pillar of shame by the public for a long time to come.

But if we continue to forcibly block the news and allow Voldemort to grow bigger, then how will he deal with it when Voldemort feels that he is powerful enough and appears in front of the people with a large group of Death Eaters?

He will still be a joke then, and as the then Minister of Magic, Voldemort will definitely take his life.

Not only that, he will also cause the magic world of the country to once again enter the panic of war more than ten years ago.

This time it was not as simple as nailing him to the pillar of shame.

The angry people will definitely write Cornelius Fudge's name into the annals of history as a sinner, and maybe even set up a kneeling bronze statue of him in the Ministry of Magic Hall or Diagon Alley for everyone who passes by. Everyone can despise it.

That scene was as natural as throwing a coin into the Magic Brothers Fountain!

Fudge couldn't help but shudder when he thought of these scenes.

At the same time, a familiar figure slowly appeared in his mind.

Dumbledore!

Yes, Dumbledore!

The most powerful white wizard of this century!

Although Fudge had been unhappy with Dumbledore before, he even suspected that the reason why Dumbledore had been entrenched in Hogwarts for so many years was entirely to cultivate his own army to compete for control of the United Kingdom and even other ministries of magic.

But now, the first person he thought of was still Dumbledore.

This is a great man who has protected the magical world of the Republic of China for more than half a century.

A light called hope flashed in Fudge's eyes.

He pulled out a piece of parchment and quickly began to write a letter to send to Dumbledore, asking for help.

As for whether Dumbledore will bury the hatchet and help him?

Fudge didn't think this was a big deal.

How could a great man like Dumbledore be as knowledgeable as him?

What's more, helping the Ministry of Magic now means saving the lives of countless wizards and Muggles. Even if Dumbledore still has opinions about Fudge, he will still take action when it is time to take action.

Of course, while shamelessly asking Dumbledore for help, Fudge also planned to give some substantial benefits to show his goodwill.

For example, Umbridge, the Hogwarts Inquisitor, must be withdrawn first.

Now that the situation has changed, Fudge no longer needs Umbridge to investigate Dumbledore's private army and change the ideological education of the students at Hogwarts.

After all, in this extremely anxious situation, Dumbledore can already be regarded as one of his own.

Fudge now wished that the student army in Dumbledore's hands was more powerful, so that he could help him stop Voldemort.

In addition, Fudge felt that it was very necessary for him to write a "Edict on Sin" and publish it.

This can promptly remind the public to be wary of Voldemort's return, and at the same time allow him to throw the blame away.

Even if Voldemort really wins the final victory, others will only say that he is a bit stupid, but they will not regard him as a sinner for the ages.

Three letters to be sent to Dumbledore, Umbridge and the Daily Prophet were quickly written.

But Fudge didn't stop.

He wiped his forehead, which was sweating due to being too nervous, and then dipped in ink before taking another piece of parchment and started writing.

The letter he is writing now can be said to be the most critical of all letters.

He decided to support Scrimgeour's decision!

Although the other party behaved very rudely, Fudge had to admit that the other party was indeed a capable person and what he said did make sense.

Facing the extremely vicious Voldemort and Death Eaters, it is time to lift the suppression of Aurors for more than ten years.

No, not just unblocking.

It should be given maximum support.

This support is not only reflected in unlimited funding, but also in policies.

Fudge also plans to change the Auror recruitment policy and further launch social recruitment and veteran recall operations on the basis of increasing the number and scope of the original school recruitment.

The wages of avarice is death.

The above two policies, combined with unlimited financial support, should allow the strength of the Auror and Striker troops to recover at an alarming speed in a short period of time to the level before this damage.

As for returning to the level during the Second Wizarding War, it will take time to harden it.

Although Fudge did not participate in the battle, he could see it more clearly from a bystander's position.

The reason why the Aurors had such strong combat effectiveness at that time was not because of how outstanding their commanders or military trainers were, but because of the high-intensity battles of the Second Wizarding War.

The brutal war is like a fine sieve.

It will mercilessly filter out those unqualified Aurors and strikers, leaving only the most elite ones.

Therefore, as long as the population base is large enough and the Ministry of Magic can support it for a long time, it is inevitable that the Auror strength will be completely restored.

Of course, as a side effect of the sudden expansion of recruitment, the military discipline of these two units will not be very good in a short period of time.

But that's Scrimgeour's problem to deal with.

And judging from the other party's confident face when he came to make demands, Scrimgeour should be very confident in this aspect.

After writing and sealing the last letter, Fudge breathed a sigh of relief as if he had let go of a huge mountain.

He first straightened his messy hair and greasy face in front of a small mirror on his desk. Only after his demeanor returned to his previous appearance, he said loudly:

"Weasley!"

The office door was opened immediately, and Percy, dressed in a suit and with his hair slicked back, walked in and bowed respectfully:

"Mr. Minister, do you need anything?"

"Go and send these confidential letters to the address above immediately. Don't use owls. Send the clerk on duty from the Department of Magical Transportation to apparate!"

Fudge pushed the pile of letters forward as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, Percy immediately bowed forward and carefully took the letter and walked out.

Throughout this whole process Percy showed no signs of curiosity.

Fudge was very satisfied with this and finally had a smile on his face.

It's a pity that this smile didn't last long.

Because just ten minutes later, Barty Crouch Sr., whose hair was meticulously combed, opened the door and walked in.

Fudge glanced at Old Barty in surprise, and then his eyes fell on the stack of letters in the other man's hand.

That's the letter he just asked someone to send! !

Looking up again, he saw Weasley with his head lowered and following Barty Old with a look of fear on his face.

"Mr. Minister, I met Mr. Crouch as soon as I went out. He, he..." Weasley stammered in a low voice, looking extremely aggrieved, "He snatched away all your letters. !”

While Weasley was reporting to Fudge, Old Barty was already minding his own business in the office, opening the letters and reading them.

This move brought an angry flush to Fudge's face.

He slammed the table and stood up and shouted angrily:

"You are not the Minister of Magic yet, Crouch! You have no right to check my letters! Put the letter down quickly and apologize to me, now, right now!"

Fudge's voice made Percy's ears hurt, but Old Barty ignored it.

He continued to look through the letters in his hand, and after scanning them all, he tore up the three letters that were originally intended to be sent to Dumbledore, Umbridge and the Daily Prophet.

As the broken pieces of paper scattered on the ground, Fudge's pupils suddenly shrank.

"How dare you be so rude to me?" Fudge said, "Weasley, go and call the guards to lock this guy up! Do you hear me? Go!"

Hearing this, Weasley's expression was a little embarrassed, but a hint of contempt flashed deep in his eyes.

He didn't understand what Fudge was still bluffing about now.

It's obvious that Fudge, the Minister of Magic, has almost become a mere commander, so where does he have so much authority to show off?

What's more, today is Christmas Eve, and except for people like them who are homeless or have conflicts with their families, there are not many people in the entire Ministry of Magic.

Where was he going to find the guards?

Even if the guards come, those third-rate combatants really dare to touch Mr. Barty Crouch Sr.?

On the other side, seeing Weasley's delay in moving, Fudge became more and more hysterical.

At this moment, Old Batty said expressionlessly:

"Go out."

Upon hearing this, Percy immediately pretended to be amnesty and left the office as if he was running away.

Before leaving, he carefully closed the door for the two of them.

What Percy didn't know was that as soon as he left, Fudge, who was almost mad with anger, immediately calmed down.

He slumped down on the boss's chair and said to Old Batty:

"Crouch, now is not the time for us to fight for power. The difficulties we encountered are far greater than previously imagined. The Dark Lord... Okay, I admit that I was stupid earlier. I was obsessed with ghosts, but the Dark Lord He is really back, and he is still as powerful as before!"

At this point, Fudge's voice began to tremble, "I understand that you want to be the Minister of Magic, and I also understand that you hate me. But now our first priority is to deal with the Dark Lord! When this matter is over, you can be safe It doesn't matter if you sit in my place or even take revenge on me.

But now, you at least let me deliver the letter.Believe me, Dumbledore and the Aurors are our only hope now! "

After saying this, Fudge looked at Old Barty with a sincere expression.

The speech just now used what he had learned throughout his life. It was not only full of emotion, but also [-]% true and [-]% false. It can be called "sincere".

He believed that even an old fox like Barty Crouch Sr. would be touched in his heart after hearing this.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.

Because after hearing this, Old Batty's expression did not change at all, and he just shook his head lightly.

"What do you want?"

Fudge leaned forward and yelled angrily.

He was really angry now.

"What do I want? Well, that's a good question." A smile finally appeared on Old Barty's face, "I'll tell you clearly. I want you to continue sitting in the position of Minister of Magic, and then continue to execute your The previous policy. That is...concealing the news that Voldemort has been resurrected, and confronting and trapping Dumbledore."

Hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Fudge's face, and then his face turned livid again, and he said gloomily:

"Have you surrendered to the Dark Lord?"

"Huh? Connelly, I have to admit that your brainstorming ability is really strong!"

Old Barty's half-sarcastic reply made Fudge frown.

He could think of no other motive for Crouch than this.

You must know that if this continues, it will damage the interests of all of them!

After thinking for a long time and still unable to find an answer, Fudge simply asked directly:

"Then why are you doing this?"

Old Batty's expression immediately became strange.

He leaned close to Fudge's ear, lowered his voice and laughed:

"Of course, for the greater good!"

As soon as these words came out, Fudge was so frightened that he jumped back so far that he almost fell off the boss' chair. He pointed at old Barty and said, "You, you, you..." He couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Old Batty's iconic words made the logic of the whole thing completely coherent.

It turns out that it is not only Voldemort who wants to seize control of the magical world of the Kingdom of China, but also the evil-minded Grindelwald!

It turns out that Crouch had already taken refuge with the remnants of Grindelwald and became a 'saint'!

Now everything is clear!

The group of people who went to war with Aurors and Death Eaters in Gringotts today were the saints of Grindelwald!

Grindelwald's attention was so clever.

He wanted Voldemort to slowly grow bigger and make the entire magical world of the country full of complaints.

Then he will appear as the savior at the most critical moment in the magic world of the Republic of China.

How could Voldemort, the second generation Dark Lord, be Grindelwald's opponent?

When the time comes, Crouch, the spy, will come forward to surrender to Grindelwald on behalf of the Ministry of Magic.

In this way, Grindelwald can take over the rule of the magical world of the country in the name of absolute orthodoxy!

By the way, he can also take revenge on Dumbledore who sent him to the tower!

The magic world of the Kingdom of Yu is over.

Fudge is finished too!

Because in the above plan, Fudge is the biggest scapegoat!

The people will not and are not willing to understand the fact that he has been ignored.

Those ignorant people will only know that Cornelius Fudge was the Minister of Magic when the Ministry of Magic made the decision to let Voldemort develop and accumulate power as he pleased.

Crouch and the others will put all the blame for this on him.

Then on a sunny morning, a unique Wizengamot trial will be held for him.

In order to win over the people, he will undoubtedly be sentenced to death and executed immediately.

And shameless people like Crouch will stand on his corpse to accept the cheers and love of the people!