"I woke up early this morning and heard magpies calling on the branches. I was still guessing what happy event it was, but it turned out that it was a distinguished guest coming to the door."
Dudley slowly swallowed a mouthful of fried dough sticks, drank another large mouthful of soy milk, and said to Fudge with a smile.
Fried dough sticks still taste better with soy milk.
"What's the meaning?"
Fudge didn't understand Dudley's rather connotative compliment at all.
He didn't even understand the culture of English wizards, and he couldn't even recognize the magical plants, let alone expect him to know the 'metaphors' of flower growers.
'It's terrible to be uneducated'
Dudley also said silently in his mind, but said: "I mean Mr. Fudge, nice to meet you."
Fudge understood this simple and straightforward statement.
"Me too, Mr. Dursley."
Fudge laughed, and the wrinkled skin on his face immediately piled up and trembled.
"Let's dine together. I think you haven't eaten yet."
"That's so embarrassing." Fudge said, and then picked up a fried dough stick.
Although he had eaten some cereal in the morning, it was not full. Seeing Dudley and the others eating so deliciously, he happened to be hungry again.
Mainly because after seeing Harry Potter, I felt relieved and my appetite was whetted.
It is true that Chinese cuisine is extensive and profound, but not everyone likes it because the taste is different after all. Even in China, there are people who quarrel over whether to eat sweet rice dumplings, salty rice dumplings, sweet tofu puffs, salty tofu puffs or spicy tofu puffs, let alone other places.
Even if Hermione and the others eat well, that's because they have followed Dudley since they were young and have similar eating habits.
Fuji only took two bites of the fried dough sticks and then put them down. After looking around, he didn't seem to like other foods, but he was very interested in rice rolls.
He sprinkled a lot of white sugar on the rice rolls, and then added a lot of jam and honey.
Dudley's eyelids jumped at the sight.
Don't be too embarrassed either.
The Aurors and Ministry of Magic staff just stood silently behind Fudge and watched, swallowing their saliva. After all, Dudley didn't entertain them.
There is only so much food, and it is really not enough for them to eat together.
Well, mainly because Dudley didn't eat enough.
Soon everyone finished their breakfast. The Cornish elves removed the plates and served everyone a cup of tea to relieve their tiredness.
This time there were Aurors too.
I hadn't eaten anything to begin with, but after watching Dudley and the others eat for a long time, and then drinking a cup of tea to shave oil, I felt even hungrier.
"I wonder why Mr. Fudge came to my place so urgently early in the morning?" Dudley took the initiative.
His question made Fudge look a little unnatural. He originally thought that Dudley was taking Harry to stay at a friend's house for a while, but he didn't expect Dursley to buy such a big house without saying a word.
Is Dursley so rich?
"Mr. Dursley, I'm here to see Harry."
Fudge said honestly, and then looked at Harry: "We went to old Mr. Dursley's, and found that you were not there. You know, you made us panic. But thank God, I saw that you were okay."
With deep concern in his voice, Fudge smiled at Harry from the edge of his teacup. His smile was kind and kind, like an uncle looking at his beloved nephew.
"Me?" Harry pointed at himself to confirm that the other party had found the right person.
He thought Fudge was looking for Dudley, but he didn't expect that it was him who was looking for him.
But why does he, the Minister of Magic, care so much about him?
Dudley once said, 'To be courteous for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief. '
Then Harry looked at Dudley.
If you don’t know, ask Brother D. There is nothing that Brother D doesn’t know. It has always been like this until now.
"It's probably because of Sirius's escape from prison."
Dudley was telling Fudge as well as Harry.
After hearing the words Sirius, the expression on Fudge's face changed obviously, and the wrinkles trembled a few more times.
"Sirius? Who?" Harry didn't know why.
"A felon in Azkaban."
Hermione answered Harry's question. Unlike Harry, she didn't care about the news in the wizarding world. Like Dudley, she would spend a certain amount of time every day reading about recent events.
"So this prisoner named Sirius is related to Harry? Will he come to take revenge on Harry?"
Hermione easily analyzed that the other party would come after Harry.
"That's a very dangerous prisoner."
Fudge didn't want to answer these questions and abruptly interrupted Hermione's analysis. He didn't want Harry to know the relationship between Sirius and their family.
"Evil, cruel, bloodthirsty, crazy. And murderous."
Fudge kept saying bad things about Sirius, describing him as a neurotic murderer.
If possible, he would even want to lock up Harry Potter, which would ensure his safety. At least during his time as Minister of Magic, nothing could happen to Harry Potter.
"There are still two weeks until Hogwarts starts. I think I should take Harry away, protected by the Ministry of Magic, to a safe place."
Fudge stated his purpose.
He was taking Harry away.
"Mr. Fudge, I think Harry is safe now."
How could Dudley let him get what he wanted?
Fudge said without thinking: "But that is Sirius after all, a heinous criminal. Mr. Dursley, I think it is safer for Harry to stay in the Leaky Cauldron."
When it comes to Harry and Fudge's hat, let alone Dudley, you are Dumbledore, and even Fudge dares to argue with him.
Even if Fudge thought that Dudley had a bright future, that was only in the future, and they could be on good terms with him, but Fudge would not give in when it concerned his 'black hat'.
After trying the taste of power, Fudge has become deeply obsessed with this feeling.
Any factor that might cause him to lose his position as Minister of Magic will be regarded as an enemy by him.
Otherwise, why do you think he brought several Aurors with him?
Party guy?
Just take action when necessary.
Dudley was a little impatient: "I told you, it's safe here, Mr. Fudge."
The Leaky Cauldron? Are you telling me the Leaky Cauldron is safe? Dudley didn't even feel safe at Hogwarts.
"The Ministry of Magic must know the whereabouts of Harry Potter!" Fudge's attitude was extremely tough, changing from his previous amiability.
The inability to see oneself clearly, lack of self-awareness, and irritability are all characteristics of Fudge.
To put it nicely, it means that the Ministry of Magic must know the whereabouts of Harry Potter. To put it more bluntly, it means surveillance or disguised house arrest.
But only in this way will Fudge feel relieved.
"The Ministry of Magic has no need to know Harry Potter's whereabouts."
Dudley looked at Fudge coldly, his attitude was equally tough.
Negotiations broke down and tensions became tense.
The Aurors hesitantly took out their wands and glanced back and forth at Dudley and Fudge. In their opinion, Dudley and the others were still children, and they could not cast spells on young wizards even in the worst possible situation.
What? Can Dudley push open a triple door in one go?
That's just a stronger kid.
(End of chapter)
