[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

"You've been under the Illusion Curse, my dear," Fudge said firmly, glaring at Harry as if he were a crazed Blast-Ended Skrewt. "So now you're gibbering and delirious—"

"I'm awake, Minister," Harry said.

"Go back to your dormitory and have a good rest, and stop shouting about your hallucinations everywhere!" Fudge turned to Dumbledore angrily, "I think it is necessary to discuss the issue of student management with you!"

"At your service, Cornelius." Dumbledore stared at Fudge sharply, and he accepted Harry's statement without hesitation. "But now I'm afraid we have more urgent matters to discuss. As you heard, Voldemort is back."

Fudge's expression changed, as if someone had given him a heavy blow - perhaps for him, Dumbledore's refutation of him in person was indeed a heavy blow to his authority.

"You're kidding, Dumbledore," he said with a forced smile, but his eyes had grown cold.

Snape strode forward, past Dumbledore, lifting the left sleeve of his robes as he went.He held out his arm to Fudge, who shrank back in horror.

"See it," Snape said hoarsely. "See it. The Dark Mark. It's not as obvious as it was an hour ago, when it was burnt black, but you can still see it. Every one. Death Eaters all have Voldemort's mark on them. He's back, he lit the mark, he summoned us - where did you think I just went?"

Fudge stepped back, obviously frightened by the ugly mark on Snape's arm. He kept shaking his head, seemingly not hearing what Snape said. He stared at Dumbledore with an ugly face and said: "I don't know what tricks you and your people are playing, Dumbledore, but I've heard enough of this crazy talk. I don't want to say anything more. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Contact, Dumbledore, we may need to discuss how this school is run. I must go back to the Ministry of Magic."

He gestured to leave, but Dumbledore took a step towards Fudge. Fudge couldn't help but lean back, as if to avoid the invisible force field radiating from the old man's body.

"Listen to me, Cornelius," said Dumbledore, "I believe that Harry is as sane and rational as you and I, and that Severus's testimony is as true and valid." Voldemort is back, if you accept this fact immediately , and take necessary measures, we may still be able to save the situation. The first and most important step is to free Azkaban from the control of the Dementors——"

"Wake up, Dumbledore!" Fudge shouted unbearably, "Why are you determined to create a panic and destroy everything we have worked hard to build over the past thirteen years!"

"Connelly, it's you who need to recognize the facts. If you continue to let Voldemort's most dangerous best friend guard those who will serve him at the first command, you are destroying the peace and harmony we have built over the past thirteen years. Peace!" Dumbledore said, "Those guys can't be loyal to you, Fudge! Voldemort can provide them with much more power and pleasure than you can provide! Once Voldemort has the support of the dementors after his death, His old 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!"

"In my opinion, it's not that it's difficult for us to prevent a Dark Lord who has been dead for many years from regaining his power," Fudge said coldly, "but it's that it's difficult for us to continue to use the position of the principal of a magic school to continue to satisfy your desires, Dumbledore. "

Dumbledore looked at him like an ignorant child.

"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. "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: you stood by and allowed Voldemort a second chance to destroy the world we worked so hard to rebuild!"

"Absurd." Fudge said coldly. "I have never aspired to be the bravest and greatest Minister of Magic in history. I still know this, Dumbledore. I only hope to become a qualified Minister of Magic. For example," he put on his top hat, "start by not being manipulated by the crazy words of a wizard school principal."

He walked to the door and said without looking back: "I have always given you full freedom. I have always respected you. I may not agree with some of your decisions, but I always remain silent. Not many people will You are allowed to hire werewolves, retain Hagrid, or decide what to teach students without consulting the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore. But now I think it is necessary to re-examine your qualifications to manage the cradle of the wizarding world. The lunatics should leave Kids, stay away.”

Fudge slammed the door and left.

There was silence in the office.

Dumbledore sat down, showed a nonchalant smile, and said, "Since Cornelius is so concerned about the future of the children, I think he is still on the same front as us against Voldemort."

...can it still be understood this way? ! Harry gaped at his old headmaster.

"Sit down, my child," Dumbledore greeted. "Although it is very late, I think you are in no mood to sleep until I tell you what happened to you, Harry."

His sharp blue eyes were fixed on Professor Moody. Moody also calmly let go of his crutches and sat down with his legs crossed.

"I also want to hear what happened tonight," he said.

Such a fearless attitude made Harry hesitate for a moment, and he even began to wonder if he was meeting someone disguised as Professor Moody.

"We went to check out the playing field for the third session," Harry began, "and Krum stopped me and said he wanted to talk to me - is he okay?"

"He's fine," Dumbledore said. "Other than being hit by the Oblivion Curse and forgetting everything that happened tonight, he's fine. If there's any physical trauma, it's probably a few bruises when he fell." Damn, Karkaroff felt so distressed that he couldn’t wait to return to China to find famous doctors for Krum.”

Snape sneered - Karkaroff was extremely happy. He had betrayed so many Death Eaters, and now that the Dark Lord was back, he was on pins and needles every day. Today he could seize such a good excuse to escape, and he couldn't even pretend to do so. Too lazy to pretend anymore.

Harry didn't understand the sarcasm in Dumbledore's words. He just said oh in confusion, feeling happy that Krum was also safe and sound.

"Well, then we met Mr. Crouch. He was very strange. He talked to the tree, and then he insisted on seeing you. At this time, Professor Moody came. He gave me a small iron piece and told me to hold on, and then he I turned that piece of iron into a door key..."

Snape pursed his lips tightly to prevent himself from yelling at Potter's stupidity and gullibility.

"Alastor?" Dumbledore asked.

"Ah, that's it." Mad-Eye stretched out his two legs easily, and the wooden one made a harsh sound on the floor, "I gave him a door key, and then came up to report to you. One sound."

"You are saying that Harry Potter was taken away." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

Mad-Eye spread his hands and asked, "Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Dumbledore stared at him.

Mad-Eye Moody, on the other hand, urged Harry enthusiastically: "Go on, you were taken away by the portkey, and then what?" 7K叏婩

"...Voldemort is there." Harry said hesitantly, looking at Dumbledore's expression, but Dumbledore did not stop him from speaking, and did not seem to care about Mad-Eye's attitude.

So he continued: "There is also Wormtail, and a crow, which is Tee Tee, Tom's pet. Tom... is also there." He looked at Dumbledore's expression again, but Dumbledore did not An unexpected look.

His heart sank.

"You knew Tom was there, didn't you?"

"Go on, kid." Dumbledore did not answer the question.

"...I was taken to the second floor——"

"Second floor?" Dumbledore stared at him intently and sat up straight. "Are you indoors?" he asked, "Is it the manor?"

"No, it looks like a small hotel." Harry didn't understand what the importance of this detail was, but he was about to get to the important part. "In the room on the second floor, there is a man named 'Dumbledore.' The old man is waiting for us."

boom!

Dumbledore stood up abruptly, even flipping his chair over in a state of disbelief.

"Dumbledore?" His voice became hoarse, "Dumbledore!"

Mad-Eye Moody laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay!"

Even Snape's eyes flashed with a dark light.

"The Hog's Head," Snape said slowly.

"What then?" Dumbledore asked, having regained his composure.

"Wormtail cooked a potion and restored Voldemort's physical body..." Looking back now, it seems that there is a lot of information hidden in the conversation between the Dark Lord and Dumbledore, such as... Principal Dumbledore does not seem to agree with resurrection. ?

"Then we changed places, and I saw Lucius Malfoy. Voldemort summoned the Death Eaters, and they held a return dinner, and then... he chatted with Professor Snape and Tom alone for a while, and then let Professor Snape brought me back."

"He asked me to say hello to you, Albus," Snape said. "He will formally submit a visit application in the near future."

Dumbledore and Snape looked at each other for a moment, and then he said: "Thank you for the news, Severus. As for Harry," he turned to Harry, "you have to go back and rest, otherwise Pomfret Mrs. Lei will have to protest to me for your health."

"I have to go to the Pig's Head Bar, and I have to go now, before a big mistake happens." He said, "I'll come back later to talk to you about your identity," he looked at the fake man sternly. Moody, "Until then, I hope Alastor is okay."

"I'm in the office, waiting for your visit at any time." The man with suspicious identity stood up, his magic eyes rolled around, and he showed a strange smile.

"By the way, I would like to advise you," he said with a smile, "It's not a bad thing to have a family reunion."

Barty Crouch Jr., who successfully sent his biological father to reunite with his deceased mother tonight, said this happily.