"No, no need to explain. I don't mean to blame you. Just pay attention next time."
Fudge pinched his swollen eyebrows, and his fleshy nose felt greasy against his palms.
He knew that he still had too few people available at the moment, which of course did not refer to subordinates who could follow the orders of the Minister of Magic, but people who could do some less glamorous work for Cornelius Fudge.
Among these few, Umbridge is definitely not the most capable, but various signs indicate that she is probably the one with the least limitations.
In terms of usage, there is no lower limit, which is actually an advantage.
He had just been wrangling with a bunch of old and young foxes for a long time, which made Fudge a little irritable. It is foreseeable that as the nominal highest decision-maker in England, if he can't think of a way, he will have to shoulder the blame himself.
The problem is that this pot is not only black and shiny, but also full of alchemical bombs. God knows what kind of trigger will blow him off the throne of the Minister of Magic.
For a promising official who is less than 100 years old, it is simply unbearable for his political life to end so "early".
To be honest, Fudge regretted it. He wanted to bring Dumbledore to the forefront and take advantage of the situation, but he really didn't expect that the storm would be so big that it would not only flood Hogwarts, but even the whole of England.
The eyes of the whole world were fixed on this place, and Fudge felt a fierce fire burning underneath, making him unable to sit still.
Alas, it would be great if a dark wizard attacked the Ministry of Magic at this time. The brave minister could still sustain some minor injuries when repelling the enemy, so it would be logical for him to rest for a while.
Fudge sighed silently in his heart, and his listless eyes swept back and forth in the office, which was missing many objects, without any focus.
When his eyes passed over the pink ball that was still standing there, Fudge secretly sighed again. This stupid woman was really useless. The last time she led the dementors to stop the Hogwarts Express, she was easily pinned to the ground. The friction brought disgrace to the Ministry of Magic in front of the children.
The boy from the Scamander family is even more hateful. He knows he is an agent of the Ministry of Magic but shows no mercy at all. What he says seems to be that it is not the escaped dark wizard who is disturbing England, but his own subordinates.
He is a dignified minister of magic, are his subordinates worse than dark wizards? Or is it that Fudge has a dark wizard under his command?
...There are... dark wizards under his command?
Fudge glanced at Umbridge and his eyes lit up. It's not impossible...
"Dolores, can I trust you?"
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The Christmas holidays are approaching, and Scotland, which is even colder, has welcomed its third snowfall this year. The north wind knocks on the windows playfully, squeezes through the cracks in the door, exhales a cool breath on the children's necks, and disappears again.
Since the attack, the atmosphere in the castle has been a bit dull, especially when the Ministry of Magic has delayed the outcome of the incident, which has made everyone in England increasingly dissatisfied, not to mention the young wizards who are in the center of the storm, who are indignant and in danger at the same time.
Dark magic injury is black magic injury. It is different from ordinary injuries. Although Romilda has recovered and been discharged from the hospital, no matter how superb Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are, she cannot restore the skin that has been damaged by the acid to its original state. ….
As early as a week ago, the girl could not withstand the pressure in her heart and went through the formalities of suspending school. However, after such a long time, the Ministry of Magic's trial against the dark wizard has not yet concluded.
Yes, Ross, the former classmate who committed such a cruel act, is now an out-and-out dark wizard in the hearts of children.
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"Dark wizard?! How is that possible!"
Hermione exclaimed in disbelief, feeling that the news she just heard was too dramatic.
"Of course it's possible. People who use black magic are dark wizards, and those accused by the Ministry of Magic are also dark wizards. What's more, this accusation comes from the Minister of Magic."
Aini put on his slippers, slipped his coat off his owner skillfully, and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
For nearly a month, the Hogwarts attack attracted the attention of the entire wizarding world.
From a nature point of view, what Trump did was really bad, and heavy punishment would not be enough to make the people angry; from a legal point of view, it has long been established, and there is no need to beep too much, Azkaban will be fine.
Although there is no systematic "Protection Law for Minor Wizards" in the magic world, as long as you can learn magic, you have the ability to act independently and be responsible for it by default.
But the problem is that Trump is only thirteen years old after all. At this time, the attack has just happened. People who are excited will selectively ignore this. But when the situation slowly subsides, there is no doubt that a bunch of keyboard warriors will catch up. The old things are brought up again and the executor is covered in dirty water.
"Responsible" Minister Dafuji is a person who cherishes feathers, but he cannot get rid of this blame, otherwise he will definitely get a reputation of being irresponsible, which is the real loss of prestige.
I couldn't think of a solution that would satisfy both parties, so I had to postpone it for a while.
There was another discussion three days ago. Aini thought that it would continue to waste half a day like the previous six times. Unexpectedly, although the meeting still did not reach a clear conclusion, Fudge announced that he would be the one to discuss it today when it was about to end. Presiding over Trump's trial.
He, the responsible Secretary Fudge, will not delay.
Hermione was also surprised that the "not greedy for power" minister had a change of temper. As a result, Ani returned to Hogwarts today, not only bringing the results of Trump's treatment, but also an explosive news.
The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was attacked in the early hours of the morning. Fortunately, Dolores Umbridge, the head of the Office for the Abuse of Magic, led the Auror rescue team in time and repelled the invading dark wizard. However, the Minister was also there. He was seriously injured in the attack and needed treatment and recuperation for a period of time.
During this period, relevant work was temporarily taken over by Ms. Umbridge, who was promoted to Deputy Minister of Magic on merit, until Fudge recovered and was discharged.
"It's outrageous that the Daily Prophet didn't report on such a big thing."
The girl picked up today's newspaper while mumbling, but saw that Rita Skeeter, who was still standing on the front page in the morning and making nonsense, had quietly moved to the second page at some point, and gave the page to Fudge who was lying in the hospital bed. minister.
"The news was released by the Ministry of Magic just before the trial. The newspapers acted very quickly."
Sitting next to Hermione on the sofa, Ani handed the other person a glass of Linlu, poured the remaining juice in the bottle into his mouth, and glanced at the content on the page with disdain.
Today's trial changed from the usual procrastinating style and was surprisingly efficient. All procedures were completed in less than half an hour.
As expected, Trump was sent to Azkaban, which was an explanation.
As for the rest, whether it was the news of the attack on the minister that was only announced before the trial, or the Daily Prophet's unawareness beforehand and its unusually quick response afterwards, it is quite intriguing.
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