Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

As soon as Lockhart's words came out of his mouth, the entire campus hospital fell silent.

Although Fudge had a vague premonition, he still didn't expect that the young man he regarded as his confidant would sing against him in person. Such behavior could almost be regarded as a signal of breakup.

"So..." He ignored Lockhart, and instead said to Dumbledore with a sneer on his face, "You should have made plans a long time ago, right, Dumbledore? Let me think about it... Probably

Did it start when Peter Pettigrew was captured?”

Being able to become the Minister of Magic who controls the entire country's magical power, Fudge is naturally not a brainless fool. Regardless of his work ability, his machinations and political wisdom must far exceed those of ordinary people.

Because of this, he quickly figured out Dumbledore's entire plan.

"I'm sorry, Fudge." Dumbledore said calmly as usual, "I have my own reasons for having to do this, and I believe you will understand it sooner or later."

"The reason?" Fudge snorted disdainfully, "It seems that I am not the only one who takes power too seriously, right?"

Dumbledore felt no guilt and looked at him without any guilt

: "This has nothing to do with power. People have the right and the need to hear the real news. We must make the truth about Voldemort's return known to the public and let everyone prepare in advance, so that the tragedies of the past will not happen again."

"Put away your false hypocrisy, Dumbledore." Fudge couldn't help but tear his face in the end, "You and I both know very well that your so-called truths are just excuses to cause chaos."

Under the mixed influence of his desire for power and his arrogant personality, he felt that his mind was clearer than ever.

If Dumbledore's insistence on claiming that the mysterious man had returned, coupled with the words of Harry and Crouch Jr., once made him have a trace of doubt, then Lockhart's betrayal made him finally support himself with his own beliefs.

A complete logical line is sorted out below.

As he said, in his eyes, the so-called resurrection of the mysterious man, including Crouch Jr.'s careful planning throughout the year, and even the attack at the World Cup a year ago, were all the work of Dumbledore.

And all of this is just a cover-up he used to achieve his goal.

As for what the purpose is - it is obvious that it is to cause chaos and turmoil in the entire British magical society, thereby triggering a change of power, and ultimately gaining the position and powerful power of the Minister of Magic.

Such a belief blinded him, so much so that he had long forgotten how Dumbledore gave up the power at his fingertips and settled down to become a teacher.

"Honestly, Dumbledore." Fudge said with narrowed eyes, "The expression on your face at this moment is really disgusting."

Hearing such insulting words, Professor Snape was trembling with anger. He almost rushed to the other party, opened the left sleeve of his robe, and brought the Dark Mark on his forearm to his eyes.

"Open your eyes and look, Fudge!" the Half-Blood Prince said hoarsely, "Look, this is the Dark Mark, the mark on every Death Eater. When the Dark Lord needs them to be by his side

, will touch one of the Death Eater's marks."

"How can that explain it?" Although Fudge was startled by his aura, he still said loudly, squeezing his neck.

"Over the past year, this mark has become more and more obvious. Just now, this mark turned into burnt black, which means that the Dark Lord is summoning his servants." Professor Snape explained with a livid face, "Do you think Kaka

Why did Love disappear inexplicably tonight? Because he was scared! He ran away! He betrayed the Dark Lord, revealed the names of so many Death Eaters, and was worried about retaliation..."

Fudge was stunned for a moment, but his eyes quickly returned to firmness.

"Do you think I will believe your word, Snape?" He sneered. "Karkaroff betrayed the Death Eaters, what about you? I don't seem to see you escaping with him. Could it be?

Because you're not afraid of their revenge?"

Being robbed by the opponent, Professor Snape was momentarily

Don't know how to respond.

"Tonight is enough." Fudge said angrily. "Now that things have become like this, I think there is no need for us to estimate our past friendship. I will contact you tomorrow, Dumbledore, Ministry of Magic

I think the way Hogwarts runs schools needs to be reconsidered. In addition, I will arrange for Scrimgeour to come over tomorrow and take little Crouch back to the Ministry of Magic for trial."

After he finished speaking, he walked around Snape, who was standing in front of him, and walked toward the door. When he was approaching the door, he seemed to remember something, and turned back.

"This is the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament." He said quickly, quickly took out a money bag from his arms and threw it on the bedside table next to Harry, as if he couldn't wait to leave here. "One thousand Galleons.

, I think you would be happy to hold an awards ceremony, wouldn’t you?”

After he finished speaking, he gave Lockhart a fierce look and strode out of the school hospital, followed by the fat Umbridge.

"I think... I should leave too, Albus." Bagman, who had been hiding aside, said carefully, "... there are still some things to deal with. If you need to hold an award ceremony, give it to me.

Write a letter and I’ll come back then.”

He has always been careless, and his only energy was focused on his gambling debts with the goblins, and he had no intention of participating in this drama of power struggle.

Seeing that no one spoke to object, he quickly left. Only after his figure disappeared at the door did Dumbledore speak again.

"You shouldn't have angered him at that moment, Gilderoy." He sighed and said, "If it hadn't been like this, things might have turned around."

Lockhart's face showed a bit of panic: "Sorry, Dumbledore, I thought..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a weak voice.

"It won't get better, Albus."

The speaker was Mad-Eye Moody, who had just been exterminated. Although he had been imprisoned for almost a whole year, he had already heard a general outline of the quarrel.

"You know what kind of person Fudge is. Unless he sees Voldemort appear with his own eyes, he will never accept this reality for the rest of his life." He shook his head and said, "Rather than expecting him to wake up on his own, it is better to use this precious time.

Come and think about your next plan."

"You're right, Alastor, maybe I thought too simply." Dumbledore said with a wry smile, "Indeed, we should make preparations for the next crisis."