A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Dolores patted Delis on the shoulder and said in a low tone: "What else? Does she want to publish it in the newspaper? If she wants to continue to be popular in the magic world, she must cover up this secret. After all, the public opinion of the outside world is against her. is crucial.”

"You and I both know that the love potion only amplifies good feelings. It is not the Imperius Curse. It can directly control the other person's mind. If the singer really had no idea, how could he accept Fudge's dinner invitation? I'm afraid from the beginning last night, She expected that she would stay overnight and spend the night with Fudge. In the final analysis, isn’t she just interested in Fudge’s power?”

"But, what if she says she was cheated?" Percy walked up and asked.

"Liar?" Dolores shrugged indifferently, "But she can't refute my statement. We are all adults and should be responsible for our own actions."

His tone was disdainful, but the content was so sinister that it made people shudder.

Dellux understands the stakes. Although this approach seems a bit biased, in the entanglement of power and interests, this may be the most appropriate solution.

He reminded the other party: "No matter how this matter ends up, we made an agreement, and you must abide by the agreement! After Fudge steps down, you must support me."

"Don't worry." Janus came over and replied firmly, "Our support is important, but you should go to Hogwarts to meet Dumbledore."

"Well..." Delis pondered for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "I understand!"

Delis left happily and went to Hogwarts to seek Dumbledore's support. Watching his disappearing figure, Dolores and others returned to the office and discussed the possibility of him being elected as minister.

"Do you think he has a chance?" Percy asked, his eyes wandering over them.

"No (not possible)." Dolores and Janus answered almost in unison without hesitation.

"Huh?" Percy looked at them, frowning in confusion.

Janus explained: "Delux has good abilities and is quite prestigious among Aurors, but he is really lacking in political experience. The future situation will be very complicated, and whether he can handle it well is still a question."

"I agree with that, the point is that Dumbledore is not familiar with him." Dolores turned and walked towards the closet.

There is a dazzling display of whiskey from Scottish and Irish distilleries, covering treasures from the 18th to 19th centuries.

He turned around and asked, "What do you want?"

"Johnny Walker, neat." Janus answered without hesitation.

"Di Lin, Margaret, thank you." Percy asked with a smile: "Then why do we support him? Without Fudge, what should we do after the new minister comes to power?"

Dolores waved her magic wand, and two glasses of whiskey of different styles were delivered to them. "We support him because of the support he provides to other people," he explains to Percy over an Old Fashioned.

"That's right!"

"But if someone else takes office, wouldn't our current position be in jeopardy?"

"Listen to me." Dolores took a sip of whiskey and smiled happily: "Dellux does have ambitions, but apart from Thompson, who is familiar with the Financial Secretary, he only has the group of Aurors. He also has other Helper?"

"As long as he competes for the Minister, Scrimgeour's power will be dispersed. After all, each Auror cannot support two bosses in the election at the same time. As for Kingsley Shacklebolt, well, the Ministry of Magic will not let blood be lost. A pure person should be the minister." Dolores said decisively.

Percy tasted Margaret, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "I understand, Delis will only switch to others if he realizes that he has no hope."

"That's right. If we get support, we have nothing to lose."

"Who does he want to support?" Percy asked curiously.

"Former Director of the Division of Legal Enforcement, Ms. Amelia Susan Bones." Janus said, "We... no, we all agree that she is the most suitable candidate."

"Amelia!" Percy's eyes widened in shock.

Last September, Amelia supported Weasley's Muggle Protection Act Amendment Bill. Immediately afterwards, protests broke out in Diagon Alley, and the Magic Chamber of Commerce came into being at that time.

Amelia had successfully quelled the protest and reached a consensus with representatives of the wizarding world. Unexpectedly, she was stabbed in the back severely by Arthur. Arthur's son Ron drove a flying car from London to Hogwarts, causing many Muggles to witness this scene.

After the incident was exposed, it caused an uproar in the magical world, and Amelia finally chose to resign.

Now, Arthur has returned to London from the Arctic Circle, and his position has taken another step forward. But Amelia was in the Wizengamot, handling a lot of criminal cases.

"Voldemort once killed her relatives, and she has a deep hatred for Voldemort and the Death Eaters. In addition, Dumbledore is very familiar with and trusts her. These are important reasons for us to support her."

Janus nodded and added: "The most important thing is that her original foundation in the Ministry of Magic is gone. Arthur can't say that she is a stranger to her, and it turns a deaf ear. As for the Aurors in the Executive Department, they are all in Skrein. In the hands of Jay and Delis."

Amelia is a tough and decisive witch with outstanding abilities and decisiveness. He once led the Executive Division, which was dominated by men.

She is familiar with the law and has extensive law enforcement experience. Although some opponents think she is too harsh and not humane enough. But Voldemort is lurking in the darkness, and humanity is a liar.

Having such a strong and courageous witch become the minister can quickly organize everyone and unite forces to fight against future crises.

"As long as we take the lead in supporting her, she will trust us." The three of them looked at each other, laughed with satisfaction, raised their glasses and said, "Cheers."

A bit pitiful, Delis reported Fudge's situation to Dumbledore in the principal's office. The old wizard took off his glasses and found that things were worse than he expected.

"What's the Ministry's opinion?" Dumbledore asked, his voice full of concern.

"Get ready to talk to Fudge. As for the singer named Celina, she should also have a crush on Fudge." Delis replied quickly, looking at Dumbledore expectantly.

Covering the lid is a common problem in all bureaucracies. The bureaucracy is a symbol of the maturity of any system. While you enjoy stable and controllable results through this system, you have to realize that it can produce negative products.

"I understand." Dumbledore took a deep breath and acquiesced to the Ministry of Magic's handling method.

Delis couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he saw the change in expression on Dumbledore's face. Then, Dumbledore suddenly discovered that Delis seemed to have other things.

When he realized something, he couldn't help but frown, and then quickly relaxed.

"Principal, can you support me as a minister?" Delis asked directly, with desire and determination in his eyes.

"My child, this is a difficult road." Dumbledore did not refuse directly, but pointed to the pensieve.

"There are memories of fighting Voldemort in it, do you want to see it?"

Delis gritted his teeth and nodded firmly. He put his head into the pensieve, a chill quickly hit him, and he instantly became a bystander of memory.

Voldemort in his prime was floating in the air, his tall and slender figure shrouded in black robes. On that evil face, the snake-like eyes seemed to penetrate the soul. Even while watching the memory, Delis could smell the stench and dead silence surrounding him.

He saw Voldemort's men, those hideous-looking Death Eaters. They roamed the streets and mercilessly slaughtered innocent lives.

Every time a green beam flashed, a wizard was killed. Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, members of the Order of the Phoenix, and ordinary wizards in the magical world are all resisting with difficulty.

Their relatives died before their eyes, and their children were harvested by the curse. The sounds of killing and wailing intertwined to form a symphony of death.

Voldemort laughed wildly in the air, his magic making the air heavy, an indescribable dark force. Delis could almost feel the darkness raging in his brain, and he was so frightened that his heart was shaking.

Soon, he encountered a scene deep in his memory: the duel between Dumbledore, the master of memory, and Voldemort.

Dumbledore waved his wand with flashing blue light, his eyes filled with determination. Voldemort stood opposite, that ugly face full of cunning and evil.

The clash of magic echoed across the battlefield, and every swing was accompanied by huge energy fluctuations. Their spells collided together, like two huge waves rushing toward each other violently.

Voldemort smiled nervously, and his laughter echoed on the battlefield. His offensive was like a violent storm, trying to destroy everything. However, Dumbledore did not flinch. His spell was steady and fast, firmly resisting the invasion of darkness.

The whole scene was full of tension and depression. When Delis exited, his heart was beating wildly in his chest and he retreated a little.

He looked up at the old wizard with a silver beard beside him, feeling a sense of awe in his heart. At this moment, he knew what it meant to take over as minister.

Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "The minister's position is very important. He has to be on the front line against Voldemort. Are you ready?"

Delis lowered his head silently. He knew that he was unable to bear this responsibility, so he had to leave Hogwarts in frustration. At this time, Old Batty hidden in the air suddenly appeared.

"Albus, you should support me." Old Barty said to Dumbledore, his eyes were very burning.

Last time, because of Barty Jr.'s status as a Death Eater, he lost the minister position that was easily available to him. Now, this opportunity beckons to me again.

Fudge's disappearance caused a sudden change in the British wizarding world. Some people said that he was detained in Hong Kong, some said that he was captured by Death Eaters, and some even rumored that he had eloped with Celestina.

Either way, the wizarding world has acquiesced that Fudge will not continue to serve as Minister. Who will be the next minister? For a time, there were different opinions.

No matter what the outside world looks like, the peaceful and peaceful learning life at Hogwarts remains the same. The dementors did not receive new orders and continued to guard the entrance and exit of the castle. Hermione held her projector and hung a time turner around her neck, wandering around in a dozen courses in a panic.

Rogge, on the other hand, was holding a large pile of books, preparing for the ancient magic text class. He heard from others that the magic text teacher, Professor Bathsheda Bablin, was a chattering witch.