Ministry of Magic.
Fudge was distraught.
Not just ordinary wizards, but even the twenty-eight sacred tribes came forward.
The corners of Lucius Malfoy's mouth were three parts sneer, one part cool, and four parts careless.
With his platinum hair neatly trimmed and his cane tapping the ground, he looks neither too big nor too small in the noisy Ministry of Magic.
"Dong dong."
The voice sounded, and the Ministry of Magic official turned his attention.
Lucius is no longer the same as he used to be. He has returned to be the director of Hogwarts and the director of the Museum of Vigilance against Dark Arts.
Fudge's mouth twitched slightly and he stared at Lucius, "Lucius, what are you doing here?"
"Minister Fudge, of course I am here on behalf of the Hogwarts Board of Trustees."
Stepping through the noisy crowd, Lucius found a seat and sat down.
This was a press conference specially held by Fudge to throw the blame away, and now Fudge was on pins and needles.
The Daily Prophet's gold medal reporter, Rita Skeeter, is below.
Fudge made an agreement with her superiors to ask Rita to ask some questions about Knockturn Alley and point the finger at Johnny Silverhand when things started later.
As long as the topic is hot enough, even the dementors breaking into Hogwarts will be covered up.
It was just Malfoy. Fudge glared at Lucius bitterly. When he was fine, he would definitely settle the score with this former Death Eater.
More and more people came, and there was a noise.
Fudge looked at it and his face turned ugly.
"Dharma Alex." He clenched his molars and his face became ferocious.
The recipient of the Order of Merlin, Alex Belby, is extremely active.
The last time something happened to Hagrid, it was Damo Alex who put pressure on him.
Not only that, a shutter sound sounded.
In gorgeous turquoise wizard robes, the popular best-selling author Gilderoy Lockhart is also here. He won the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award for the sixth time.
This top figure in the wizarding world would actually attend a meeting of the Ministry of Magic.
Fudge couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, because Lockhart was also a recipient of the Order of Merlin, which meant that he had influence in the magical world.
Moreover, he is also a member of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance. This alliance is not simple. It was founded by a pureblood, and most of them are big shots or officials from the Ministry of Magic of various countries.
Lockhart was able to enter because of his super influence.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Fudge's mouth. Unknown to others, he had not been a fool as Minister of Magic all these years. Gilderoy Lockhart was a liar and there was no way he could hide this matter.
If Lockhart is not wise, he would not mind exposing the opponent as a liar in public and sending the person to Azkaban to offset public opinion.
Fudge, who thought he had a lifeline, asked his assistant to give Lockhart a message. Lockhart nodded distantly, and Fudge thought he understood.
When people finally arrived, Fudge straightened his clothes and walked to the podium.
He glanced at Rita, who lowered her head and didn't know what she was writing.
"Ahem, thanks to all my colleagues in the magic world for coming here."
With his businesslike appearance, those who didn't know better thought Fudge had caught Sirius.
A lengthy opening statement wears down the patience of others.
Lucius raised his hand lazily and said in a moderately sarcastic voice, "Minister Fudge, if you can, you can get to the point first."
He said with a frivolous smile, "No one wants to know how many pups your bitch has given birth to."
There was a burst of suppressed laughter in the venue, and Fudge couldn't help but get down to business.
Giving Rita a look, he cleared his throat and said, "Just feel free to ask."
Rita stood up very cooperatively, and Fudge said with a smile on his face: "It's you."
He expected to hear questions about Johnny Silverhand, the dark dictator of Knockturn Alley, but Rita's words were sharp.
"For those who advocate the use of Dementors, what do you think about Dementors entering Hogwarts during their mission?"
Sharp!
Fudge's eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Rita, as if he suspected that she was someone else pretending to be her.
"Is it the Ministry of Magic's fault that the Dementors are not under control?"
"Sirius Black still threatens the wizarding world. Do you need to take responsibility?"
"I heard that ten pure-blood families have lodged protests against you. What do you think of this?"
"Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, once proposed to you that Aurors control dementors. Is it selfish for you not to agree?"
Each question was like a sharp knife inserted into Fudge's chest, which was not broad at all.
He was breathing heavily, his little eyes turning red.
He didn't expect that Rita Skeeter would be the first person to betray him. Is the Daily Prophet going to rebel? What on earth are they doing!
"Ahem." Lucius stood up gracefully. He looked around, and everyone's attention shifted to him.
He said with a smile on his face: "On behalf of the Hogwarts Board of Directors, I will hold the Ministry of Magic accountable for its dereliction of duty."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the reporters' eyes lit up one by one.
At this moment, Damo Alex dropped his cane heavily and said coldly: "The Potion Masters Alliance has expressed doubts about Cornelius Fudge's ability to continue leading the Ministry of Magic. We hope to have a wise leader. Not a clown who doesn't deserve to be on stage."
Murder and heart-wrenching!
The Potion Masters Alliance that Damo Alex talks about is an organization composed of top figures in potions. There are no more than ten members, but each one is a potion master with great influence.
When Gilderoy Lockhart saw the big guys coming out, he stopped pretending to be an ostrich.
With the most charming smile in Wizarding Weekly for six consecutive times on his face, he stood up and said plausibly: "I also question Cornelius Fudge's ability. If I were here, there would never be such a thing as dementors breaking into the school! "
As soon as he spoke, Fudge's already red eyes turned even redder.
Forget the previous one, you are an ignorant liar and you dare to join in the fun.
He pointed at Lockhart angrily and yelled: "You liar, everything is a lie, he is just a guy who knows nothing!"
Already stunned by the backstab, Fudge shouted to the batter beside him: "Catch him and throw him into Azkaban!"
These were the team of hitters who played for Fudge, and they took action immediately upon hearing the word.
The red light of the Sleeping Curse flew towards Lockhart.
A trace of joy flashed across Fudge's ferocious face, as if seeing Lockhart being exposed, the huge news helped him cover up what happened today.
"Armor for protection! (Protego)"
Lockhart shouted exaggeratedly, and an armor spell appeared on his body to deflect the attack.
Then he took out his wand and said calmly and calmly: "It seems that you want to take action against me, a recipient of the Merlin Order of Merlin Level 3 and an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance."
Fudge was a little puzzled. The Lockhart he knew couldn't possibly have such a powerful armor spell.
Magic power poured into the wand from the ring. Lockhart smiled confidently and immediately took action, using the disarming spell to deflect a striker.
Several rays of red light were blocked by his armored spell that looked like eyes on the back of his head.
Every time a shot is taken, a batter will be knocked away.
There were five batters present, and three of them teamed up to attack across from Lockhart.
Lockhart strolled around, one hand behind his back, holding his wand in one hand and flicking away spells to counterattack.
He suppressed the three batters by himself and kept retreating. He didn't even need to use spells at the end, and his brilliant silent spells made people open their mouths.
"Broken to pieces! (Reducto)"
The intense white light turned into a ball and hit the three people, and the three people flew away.
Lockhart stopped his hand and said with a melancholy look on his face: "Why bother? Why let me do it."
Now, Fudge, who had wanted to grab Lockhart's collapsed house and flip it over, collapsed. As long as he was not blind, everyone knew how powerful Lockhart was, so why use lies to maintain it.
No one saw that Lockhart was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
He wore ten rings on all his fingers, except for one.
The drama came to an end. As the Daily Prophet published the next day, Cornelius Fudge was forced to step down early due to multiple accountability and scandals.
Rufus Scrimgeour, director of the Auror Office, temporarily took over as the Minister of Magic and vowed to ensure the safety of Hogwarts students to the greatest extent possible.
"We will do whatever it takes to catch Sirius Bright, wherever he is, and drown him in a urinal if we meet him in a toilet."
The iron-blooded style has changed the previous weakness of the Ministry of Magic.
Aurors went to Hogwarts to take charge of security and management of Dementors.
...
"So handsome."
Ron's face turned red with excitement, and he imitated Rufus Scrimgeour's tone and said: "If you encounter him in the toilet, drown him in the urinal. This is the real iron-blooded Auror!"
Harry also excitedly stabbed the potatoes with his fork. They felt that this was the real Auror.
It was just that Harry felt a little pity for Fudge, who was quite nice to him at the beginning of school.
Slytherin's long table.
"Draco, this is your dad."
The Slytherins cast envious glances at Malfoy, who puffed out his chest proudly.
In the "Daily Prophet", Lucius Malfoy was chatting and laughing inside. This was the long-lost glory of the Malfoy family returning to the upper echelon of the wizarding world!
John looked at the newspaper. Fudge stepped down. Although Rufus Scrimgeour was only a temporary Minister of Magic, this could be removed temporarily as long as Sirius was captured.
