Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

"Bang~"

Fudge slapped the cabinet beside the hospital bed and shouted loudly: "This is pure nonsense! We all know what Barty Crouch did. He lost all his status because of the Black case, so he changed

Became a complete madman!"

He took a deep breath, as if forcing himself to calm down.

"Our investigation is very clear. Because of Sirius Black's incident, he conned a small group of people to carry out that act of revenge. All of this has nothing to do with the mysterious man." He looked at Dumbledore again.

, "Albus, you know what I want to say. In any case, the mysterious man is dead, and he may reappear!"

Dumbledore looked at him deeply, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

He did not answer Fudge, but looked at Crouch Jr. again and continued to ask: "Tell me, what are your plans tonight?"

As described in the original book, after dinner, Crouch Jr. volunteered to go to the maze to arrange the trophy, secretly put on the prepared door key, and then took action against the other warriors to ensure that Harry would definitely get the trophy.

Of course, he had no idea what happened next.

"Tell me, Potter! Did the Dark Lord's plan succeed?" He licked his lips and looked at Harry with burning eyes, a sickly flush appearing on his face.

Before Harry could speak, Dumbledore waved his hand gently, causing him to fall asleep again.

"I'm sorry, Harry." He said softly, "You can't rest just yet. I need you to fully describe what just happened."

"That's not necessary, Dumbledore." Before Harry could speak, Fudge interrupted with a livid face, "I think the facts are clear."

He pointed at Barty Crouch Jr. angrily, and his voice obviously raised an octave: "I simply can't imagine that you would believe such random nonsense from such a madman?"

"I suggest you calm down first, Cornelius," Dumbledore said calmly. "Severus is using the most powerful Veritaserum in the world. I believe what Barty Crouch Jr. said.

Every word is true."

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, please allow me to interrupt you for a moment." Umbridge, who had been quiet for a while, spoke again, "From the perspective of the Ministry of Magic, I have to say that whether it is Veritaserum or

The authenticity of the testimony just given by Mr. Crouch Jr. has yet to be verified.”

She drawled and said slowly in that disgusting tone, pointing the finger directly at Dumbledore.

To put it bluntly, her subtext was that Dumbledore planned all of this. As for the purpose, it was obviously to cause panic in the wizarding world and take the opportunity to seize Fudge's power.

With such a big hat on his face, even Dumbledore, who was well-educated enough, couldn't help but darken his face.

"In this case, it is better for the Ministry of Magic to take Barty Crouch Jr. into custody first and let him undergo a formal trial." Umbridge said with a smile.

"Taken into custody by the Ministry of Magic?" Harry immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, "Just like what you did to his father? Let the dementors suck his soul away and die without proof?"

His mood, which had finally calmed down, was ignited again, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Being questioned by an underage wizard in front of him, Fudge, who was originally not a big-hearted person, was obviously worried.

"So..." He sneered, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Dumbledore again, "Albus, just because you listened to the nonsense of a mentally disturbed murderer and a child, you decided to make it clear.

You're going against me, right? Or, just like Dolores said..."

"I must clarify something, Cornelius." Dumbledore looked him straight in the eyes and said frankly, "I have no intention of competing with you for power, as I have always done. But on this matter, I cannot agree with you.

Judgment. Believe me, blindly escaping will only lead to more serious consequences."

"Very well... very well..." Seeing Dumbledore's tough attitude, Fudge didn't know what to say for a moment.

"In fact, things have developed so far

Now, it's not like we have no chance to save the situation." Dumbledore didn't intend to listen to his response and continued, "The first and most important step is to get Azkaban out of the control of the Dementors."

Before Fudge could say anything, Umbridge reacted first.

She seemed to have heard something funny, she burst into laughter and covered her mouth with a fat hand, like a shy girl.

Glenn subconsciously backed away, and then quickly exchanged a look with Qiu, and at the same time saw the disgust in the other's eyes.

"Cancel the dementors? Are you kidding me?" Fudge laughed angrily, "Do you know how many people can sleep peacefully every day because they know that there are dementors standing guard in Azkaban?

Sleep?"

"I think I have made it very clear, Mr. Minister. The power and pleasure Voldemort can provide to the Dementors far exceeds the Ministry of Magic!" Dumbledore continued to say earnestly, "Once Voldemort obtains the Dementors,

With his support, his former best friends will soon return to him. By then, everything will be harder to stop."

Fudge's expression was very wonderful, even a little difficult to describe in words. Only the slightly trembling lips could prove the theme of anger.

"In addition, in order to prevent Voldemort from getting more help, you also need to..."

Dumbledore wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted again.

"That's enough!" Fudge said loudly, regardless of the issue of demeanor. "Stop your ridiculous nonsense, Dumbledore! Listen, I say it one last time, no matter what you are planning, in short, You-Know-Who

No, there is no way it will come back, and no one can destroy the peace we finally got! Do you understand?"

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Connelly, you take power too seriously." He said softly, "This makes you lose your due judgment..."

"This is not something you should worry about!" Fudge said coldly, "I think there is no need for us to stay here. Gilderoy, Ludo, we should go!"

Lockhart had not said a word since he entered the room, as if he was trying to disguise himself as a decoration in the school hospital. At this time, when his name was called, he finally had a chance to speak.

"I'm sorry, Minister." He showed his trademark clear smile and shook his head. "Although I always respect you, today... I'm afraid even I can't agree with your views..."