Professor, please pay the debt

missing savior

In the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, everything was as usual, with shiny souvenirs displayed in the tall glass cabinets, Fox the phoenix combed its feathers, a few strange silverware were placed on the chestnut wood table, and from time to time puffing.

Although they had been placed here since Dumbledore took over as Headmaster, no one knew what they were used for.

The old headmaster still looked amiable, with blue eyes shining behind the half-moon glasses, smilingly recommending his favorite dessert to the guests, "Come to some cockroaches, dear Connelly, you are too nervous ..."

The guest sitting across from him was Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, the former Minister of Magic to be precise.

Fudge held a yellow-green bowler hat in his stubby fingers, and when he heard the pile of cockroaches he gave a nervous shudder, and then went all out, pinching a crawling cockroach to drink the poison. Ordinary courage, stuffed into the mouth.

"Peanut chocolate... It should be said that the taste is not bad."

When he was talking, his mouth kept opening and closing. The poor cockroach was struggling to die, with its front paws resting on its front teeth, trying to pull itself out. The long tentacles were waving outside the lips, whipping On Fudge's nose.

Dumbledore on the opposite side couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. It seemed that eating a heap of cockroaches felt different from watching others eat them.

In order to hide the awkward atmosphere, Dumbledore said with a chuckle: "Yes, it tastes good. I have been recommending this to my friends around me, but people always reject me. You are the first person who is willing to try it. Then , have another cup of honey tea."

Fudge thanked him, took a sip from the teacup, and put it down immediately.

"Albus, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm planning to leave England soon, the sooner the better."

"Where are you going? Connelly, I don't remember you being a traveler."

Fudge shrugged, that is to say, pressed his fat chin to his chest, and said in a tone of emotion: "I didn't have time before, you know, the work is too heavy, I was chained to the office Struggling with documents, but now it’s different, no official, no light, isn’t it, I have chosen a small island in the Pacific Ocean, where the sun is sunny and there are lush tropical plants, it is very suitable for recuperation.”

"Sounds fantastic, and while I don't hate the weather in the UK, I have to say, the number of sunny days is always a handful, obviously you've found a fantastic place and retirement will be very enjoyable."

Fudge seemed to have been stabbed, he shook again, his hands squirmed on the brim of his hat, tried to restrain his temper, and said in a calm tone: "I don't think I'm old enough to retire yet..."

Dumbledore said nothing but winked mischievously, as if he didn't think the subject was worth arguing about.

Fudge flushed and leaned forward, the armchair squeaking under the weight, "You're not serious, are you?"

"Dear Connelly, you are well aware that the position of Minister of Magic is decided jointly by the Knights of Merlin and the Wizengard, and I have no right to interfere.

And just yesterday, they had unanimously agreed to appoint Scrimgeour as the new minister, you know him, he is the head of the Auror office, it is believed that in the crisis of Voldemort's return, an Auror-born minister , which helps to stabilize the situation. "

His words made Fudge breathe a sigh of relief, "I don't mean this, I know that this resignation is inevitable, who made me confused last year..."

Cornelius Fudge, who has been Minister since the fall of Voldemort, has been carefully following Dumbledore's footsteps, following the lead of the greatest White Wizard, only last year, he mistakenly believed that he was full-fledged and wanted to break away from Deng Bullido's control.As a result, this year became his last year in office.

Fudge didn't think he was wrong, it was just a guessing game, Fudge bet that the Dark Lord would not come back.

But the Dark Lord was so shameless that he went to the Ministry of Magic to appear in public, and of course Fudge lost the round.However, Fudge thought he still had money, and he didn't want to leave the gaming table yet.

"People who commit stupidity should be punished. I am dismissed. I have nothing to say, but innocent people should not be hurt. My senior assistant, Ms. Dolores Umbridge, is innocent. She should not be with me. Unfortunately, she has worked for the Ministry of Magic for many years and has been doing grassroots work conscientiously. Such a person should be rewarded.

But I've heard she's going to be dismissed too, which isn't fair, Albus, do the poor woman justice. "

Ms. Dolores Umbridge, Senior Assistant to the Minister of Magic, is the most trusted, or the only confidant of Minister Fudge. Minister Fudge firmly believes in her loyalty and ability. As long as she is in the Ministry, he has great hope Comeback.

So when Fudge heard the news, he immediately came to see Principal Dumbledore, hoping that he could help Umbridge stay in office because of his past affection.