Chapter 132: Ministry of Magic’s apology and illness

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Harry was taken to the school hospital, but the matter was not over yet.

Dumbledore hurried down. He stared at the dementors trapped in the water prison of the Patronus Curse, with an anger in his eyes that John had never seen before.

This White Demon King is really angry.

What a terrible disaster it would be if a hundred dementors rushed onto the Quidditch pitch.

"I need to find Cornelius Fudge, John, please control these dementors." Dumbledore said to John.

John nodded, and some of the remaining students were bold enough to want to come over.

John had a headache, so he used his wand to control the water prison and move it to another place.

Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall came to help, with fear and anger in their eyes. The people from the Ministry of Magic actually used the safety of the students as a bargaining chip.

"I must file a complaint against these guys!" Professor McGonagall's face turned pale, and she said viciously, "Mr. Wick, thank you for your help and timely discovery."

Professor Flitwick suppressed his excitement in his high-pitched voice and praised John greatly, "That's great, John Wick, using the Patronus Charm and the water prison, what a genius idea."

Professor Flitwick was honored to be the Professor of Charms.

"Where do we move this thing? I mean, I probably can't move that far."

John's magic crystal continues to be consumed. This thing is not a magic stone. It will become a waste after it is consumed.

The materials for a magic crystal cost several hundred galleons, which made John feel really pained.

Professor McGonagall suggested putting the Dementors in a dungeon, not the Slytherin one. Hogwarts also has its own dungeon.

These dementors struggled to escape, and the three of them worked together to suppress them and send them to the dungeon.

After everything was done, John felt his hands were a little sore.

Glancing at the ring on his right hand, he saw that he had secretly absorbed a lot of curses from more than twenty dementors.

On the current ring, the black lines are becoming clearer.

Calmly retracting the black thread attached to the water prison, the dementors looked listless.

Professor McGonagall only thought it was caused by being suppressed by the Patronus Curse.

In the evening, people from the Ministry of Magic hurried over, led by the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

An acquaintance was also there, Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office.

They hurried over, and John could see that Fudge's face was not good, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a trembling handkerchief.

He was also scared. He really didn't expect dementors to break into Hogwarts.

That was a school, and behind it stood the entire British wizarding family.

If those families knew about this, they would probably unite to protest against themselves, the Minister of Magic.

He was afraid. He was used to this hard-won power.

John saw Fudge entering the principal's office in a hurry, and then John received a notice asking him to go to the principal's office.

As soon as he entered the office, John saw Dumbledore's face, which was the most angry and serious he had ever seen.

Fudge's eyes lit up when he saw John. He walked out at a speed that was not suitable for his big-bellied body, and excitedly grabbed John's hand and shook it.

"Are you John Wick, the man who stopped the Dementors?"

"Thank you so much. You prevented a tragedy and at the same time restored the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic will never forget your kindness."

Fudge said this, extending an olive branch, with a smile on his face, and the sweat on the tip of his nose almost fell.

"If you are willing, I can send you an invitation after you graduate. The Ministry of Magic needs talents like you."

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Dumbledore with his eyes.

It seems that wooing himself is not necessarily true, but wooing Dumbledore is definitely true.

Rufus Scrimgeour looked calm and turned a blind eye to Fudge's actions.

John looked at Dumbledore, with disappointment in Fudge on his face.

Fudge did something wrong. As long as he was devoted to the wizarding world, Dumbledore would be his biggest backer.

It's a pity that everything he did was to keep his power. It was right for him to push the envelope on this matter and make Dumbledore disappointed in him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, Principal Dumbledore is looking for me." A perfect fake smile appeared on his face, and John took his hand away.

He came to Dumbledore, who turned his attention to John, with a look of relief on his face, "John, we need you to describe the whole process."

John nodded, and then explained everything from finding the dementors rushing into the Quidditch field to how to subdue them.

He looked calm throughout the whole process, as if he had done nothing serious.

Fudge's expression became increasingly ugly, and John didn't mind giving the Minister of Magic a little extra kick.

He said calmly: "I think the Dementors may have not suppressed their nature because of their joy in Quidditch."

Leaving students' safety to dementors is like letting a greedy cat guard the fish.

Dumbledore nodded slightly and looked at Fudge.

John didn't need to participate in what happened next. Dumbledore could be said to have used a scolding tone to make Fudge lose his face.

In the end, the two parties broke up unhappily, and John watched the whole process, with a light emerging inside.

"This is an opportunity."

Fudge was so incompetent that he could even be said to be a pig teammate, causing all sorts of trouble after Voldemort was resurrected.

In this case, John is ready to see if he can pull the minister down in advance.

Rufus Scrimgeour was not blamed, and he remained resolute in using Aurors to control the Dementors.

It's a pity that Fudge thought it was a power grab, so he didn't give him a chance.

After this incident, John knew his opportunity had come.

He wrote a dozen letters and sent them out, each of which would find its way into the hands of a pureblood or influential person.

With these people attacking together, even if the Minister of Magic made no mistake, he would still have a headache, not to mention the current situation where Fudge is in the wrong.

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the next day.

The dementors were taken away. The more than twenty dementors were not as active as before, and some of the dementors even had their clothes one size too short.

Rufus Scrimgeour meets with Professor McGonagall, promising that the Dementors will be punished.

There was confidence in his words because Lord Johnny Silverhand promised to help him.

That night, after he and Fudge left Hogwarts, he saw Fudge being hastily called back to his office.

Soon, Fudge heard the sound of furious smashing.

It should be Mr. Johnny Silverhand who contributed.

This made him happy, because he had also been unhappy with Fudge for a long time.

Who wants to be pressured by someone who can be the master of the family?

Before Harry woke up, he fell at least 50 feet.

At night, John looked up to the sky.

After the storm, the sky was clear and cloudless, and a full moon hung on it like a jade plate.

The time has come.

John took out the mandrake leaf and put the leaf in his mouth.

The journey of the Animagus officially begins.

Although he couldn't speak, John had a solution.

He took out his wand and passed it through the air. Wherever he passed, red sparks remained in the air.

The mark appears.

You can communicate with people this way.

To the outside world, all he had to do was declare that his throat was swollen due to excessive consumption of magic power yesterday.

There is no disease in the magic world, and this kind of thing might happen.

After the full moon, Harry woke up.

He was heartbroken that the team lost because of him.

This was not the first time, especially for Wood. He stood in the rain and wanted to drown himself.

This is Wood's last year, and he has never been able to win the trophy despite his passion for Quidditch.

Harry thought it was bad enough, but life was never the worst.

His Nimbus 2000 was blown by the wind to the Whomping Willow, and the Whomping Willow directly tore the broom into pieces.

His companion of three years was gone, and Harry was in a terrible mood.

There was a steady stream of people visiting Harry, and John also brought him a box of cockroaches.

"John, what's wrong with you?" Hermione looked at John in confusion. He didn't say a word the whole time.

John pointed at his throat, and then used Mark Appearance to write down the reasons he had thought of.

Hearing that it was caused by saving him that day, Harry felt even more guilty.

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