Hogwarts: My Dark Lord Simulator

The three-day appointment seemed short, but it was enough for the Ministry of Magic to be fully prepared.

After Fudge returned to the Ministry of Magic, he immediately met with reporters from the Daily Prophet in his luxurious office.

"Now, the wizarding world will encounter the biggest crisis in history! The root cause lies in this top-secret information in everyone's hands, and it must not be leaked."

Fudge was holding a cup of steaming black tea, and his green bean-sized eyes were staring at the dozen reporters sitting in front of him.

He deleted the information about the secret and only revealed part of the truth to the reporters in front of him.

"Hogwarts is secretly teaching black magic with the intention of subverting the entire British wizarding world. Zhang Huowang, who uses black magic, is the best evidence!"

"But as the principal, Dumbledore disregarded justice and honor and acted as a protective umbrella for dark wizards."

"As the Minister of Magic, I ask you to present this fact to all wizards!"

Fudge's expression was serious, and his words did not have the condescending and coercive feeling of the past. Instead, he revealed a sincerity, trying to make the authenticity of this information deeply rooted in people's hearts.

But this did not convince all reporters. A bald man in khaki overalls was the first to speak out.

"Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard of this century. He can never be the protector of dark wizards!"

"During the dozen years when the mysterious man was active, he led the entire wizarding world to fight against him and finally brought us peace!"

"I will never write such a ridiculous report!"

The bald man's eyes were firm. In his opinion, no matter whether this information was true or false, he could not believe it.

Moreover, Dumbledore was not here at the moment and could not refute.

Public opinion, like the law, is the bottom line of the wizarding world. The objective and fair position must be guaranteed and must not become a tool of the rentier class!

Fudge did not answer this, but winked at a blond middle-aged woman wearing a green down jacket.

Rita Skeeter understood immediately and retorted: "Bald! The personal heroism in your words is too strong!"

"Of course Dumbledore deserves some credit, but peace is ultimately brought about by the efforts of all wizards."

"You have made such a decision before you read this information, and you don't even have the professionalism of a reporter!?"

This is certainly a harsh accusation.

The bald man who always cherished his feathers turned pale and pale and was speechless for a moment.

Fudge tried to smooth things over: "Ahem, stop arguing, Ms. Skeeter, what you said is too outrageous!"

"We all know that Kane is an excellent reporter. Let's take a look at the information in hand first."

Bald Kane glanced at Fudge gratefully, then quickly looked down at the thick stack of A4 paper in his hand.

He did lose his temper a bit today. If the senior management of the Daily Prophet knew about this matter, he would not be fired, but a salary cut would be inevitable.

A quarter of an hour later, the reporters present were pale and sweating profusely.

Not only does this information contain no positional arguments, it also contains no vaguely inductive words.

On the contrary, the content was extremely detailed, and even the specific time, place and people were listed, so they couldn't help but not believe it.

"Is this true?"

Bald Kane's eyes were blank and he muttered to himself.

This is a sign of a breakdown in faith.

He had always admired Dumbledore, so the detailed information in his hand had the greatest impact on him.

Rita Skeeter flushed with excitement. In her opinion, this report was sufficiently sensational.

Detailed information eliminates the need to go to Hogwarts for interviews, and coupled with her wonderful writing, it will definitely take her to the next level.

Perhaps, the position of editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet is not impossible.

...

In just one day, negative reports about Hogwarts spread throughout the wizarding world.

Even wizards from other countries have heard about it.

In the streets and alleys, wizards were all talking about it, and the public opinion was one-sided.

"Have you read the report on "The Dark Wizards of Hogwarts"? I didn't expect Dumbledore to be so protective!"

"After reading it, Dumbledore was called the White Devil, and the real owner didn't refute it."

"I think "Dumbledore and His Little Chinese Lover" is better written. It seems to have been written by a reporter named Rita."

"Appalling! An 11-year-old child actually knew how to use the Death Curse and killed two wizards!"

"This is a disgrace! Dumbledore must step down! That boy must also go to Azkaban!"

For this storm of public opinion to have such a rapid effect, Fudge, as the man behind the scenes, deserves the greatest credit.

But in terms of gaining the most, it is Rita. She has been successfully selected as a candidate for the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet.

The candidate's testimony said this: a shrewd and capable reporter who can be regarded as a role model for women.

At this time, Hogwarts, as the center of public opinion, has been overwhelmed by the roaring letters sent by parents.

"Dumbledore! Why do you still want to eat your cockroach candy!?"

In the principal's room, Professor McGonagall transformed into a lioness and her roar was deafening.

"In just one day, I have received no less than two hundred applications to withdraw from school!"

"Are you sure you don't want to come forward and clarify!"

Dumbledore shivered and almost fell off his chair.

He is increasingly grateful that he has a unique sexual orientation and does not need to deal with women day and night.

"Ahem, Professor McGonagall, Xiao Zhang will be out in two days. Let him handle it by himself then."

"Besides, you also know that public opinion is the most irritating thing."

"If I go out to clarify at this time, not only will it have no effect, but it will further aggravate the situation."

Professor McGonagall still sneered: "So this is the reason why you are hiding and having afternoon tea?"

Dumbledore was speechless for a long time before he said: "Those who dropped out of school, let them go back."

"It's okay to avoid the limelight. They will come back in the end anyway."

McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore suspiciously, indicating that she didn't understand what he was talking about.

Dumbledore sighed and explained: "Back then, you knew very well what happened between me and Gellert."

"Gellert is on the wrong path, but that doesn't mean the wizarding world doesn't need change!"

"Compared to this matter, whether the mysterious man returns is secondary."

Professor McGonagall was thoughtful, and Dumbledore continued to speak.

"The pure-blood families and the Ministry of Magic are high and decayed, but they still want to rule everything."

"Over the years, more and more wizards have died accidentally, and the conflicts between Muggles and the wizarding world have become more and more acute. But I am getting old after all."

"That child holds the secret that can make Muggles become wizards. If successful, it will be a prosperous age of magic."

Professor McGonagall still frowned: "What if it fails?"

The bad old man sipped his tea leisurely: "Failed? The wizard is still there, and so will Hogwarts."

"He is only 11 years old, and he has the strength to compete with me. No one has ever done it before or since."

"With such a talent, why do you think he still stays at Hogwarts?"

The bad old man smiled, and Professor McGonagall suddenly realized.