Hogwarts Homecoming

No matter how confident you are in Dumbledore, you can't avoid one question.

That is, Dumbledore is already a hundred years old. Although his wisdom and magic power have never declined in front of others, if he can live longer than Voldemort, people who believe in Dumbledore will not dare to pressure him to win.

Although no one would think that the war between the two sides would be decided in such a superficial and joking way.

But if Voldemort is despicable enough, in fact, this is the strategy Voldemort has always adopted.

He has always avoided Dumbledore, only using his Death Eaters to plan terrorist actions behind the scenes and disrupt the wizarding world.

This can't help but make people worry that Voldemort is planning to consume Dumbledore to death.

But the emergence of Amosta completely reversed this decline.

In addition to his modest magical attainments, Amosta's wisdom has always been as good as that of Dumbledore. More importantly, he is almost half a century younger than Voldemort.

With him around, even if the magical world inevitably falls into chaos, there will always be hope in people's hearts.

The order of the magical world will eventually return to normal, instead of completely sliding into the abyss of darkness when Dumbledore is too old and has no remaining strength.

Sirius pointed out the most important point, which reassured Arthur and Kingsley in the cramped little office.

However, some problems still exist.

"But what exactly is Amosta going to do?"

Arthur stared worriedly at a disassembly diagram of a Muggle car engine that he had posted on the opposite wall.

"He publicly criticized the Minister of Magic in the Daily Prophet. You know Minister Fudge's style. He is by no means a generous wizard."

Even Sirius would not think that Amosta planned to completely break up with Fudge, and then Fudge and the forces supporting Fudge in the Ministry of Magic would be slaughtered.

Frowning his brows, Sirius looked at Arthur;

"After Amosta's interview, Fudge's approval rating is completely ruined and there is no chance he will be elected to another term."

"But the next election for the Minister of Magic is next summer—"

Kingsley said in a low voice,

"There is still a whole year, and the minister will definitely not let go of dealing with Amosta, nor will he sit back and do nothing until he is ousted next year."

This was true, and Sirius could not refute it.

What on earth did Amosta think of forcing Fudge to join the anti-Voldemort alliance?

With this thought in his mind, Sirius shook his head secretly, Amosta couldn't be so naive.

"Delix!"

Just when the three people in the small office were wondering why Amosta dared to be so unscrupulous, a thunderous roar suddenly came from outside, causing the expressions of the three people to change suddenly.

"It's the minister——"

Kingsley said quickly.

"Now, immediately!"

When the three of them rushed from the small room into the corridor and looked toward the Auror office, they heard another roar coming from the other side.

"Gather all your beaters, I'll give you an hour!"

Sirius, Arthur and Kingsley ran down the aisle like wind, pushed open the oak door and rushed into the Auror territory, just in time to hear Fudge growling at the slightly frightened Deluxe.

Not only Delis, but even Scrimgeour in the office looked at Cornelius Fudge in surprise.

At the entrance to the Auror's office, there were also many people crowded behind the half-open door. They all saw the furious minister rushing down from his office and quietly followed him to watch the excitement.

Bang!

Sirius was the first to open the door and enter the room. As soon as he stepped into the room, the furious look cast on Fudge's ferocious round face made him stunned and suffocated. He had never seen the Minister of Magic show such a terrifying look!

"Gathering people--"

Delis hurriedly walked around from his seat to the table. Facing the furious Minister of Magic, he was so frightened that there were beads of sweat in his short gray hair.

"Of course there is no problem, Minister, but what are you going to do?"

"do what?"

Fudge didn't look at Delis, but stared at Sirius with cold eyes like a wolf.

"Of course, come with me to Hogwarts and arrest the villain who slandered the name of the Ministry of Magic!"

It was as if a cold wind blew through the Auror office, and the office, which had been anxious due to Fudge's anger, suddenly became silent.

After receiving the clear instructions, Delis did not act, but was stunned on the spot, looking at a loss.

In the silence, Kingsley's expression changed. He used Sirius in front of him to block Fudge's view, and secretly glanced at Arthur, the only person here who did not belong to the Auror office, and his lips moved a few times.

"Sorry, Minister—"

Arthur pursed his lips after receiving the hint. He endured the feeling of panic and said in a dry voice,

"There is a backflow of sewage in the toilet in Besna Green. I bet it is those foreigners who did it. I have to rush to deal with it."

Fudge ignored Arthur at all and still stared at Sirius fiercely, so Arthur quickly left the Auror office.

"You want to arrest Amosta?"

Sirius did not avoid Fudge's gaze, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and he said in a slow tone,

"Because of what, which law did he break or can the Minister of Magic skip the law and just put someone in Azkaban?"

The veins on Fudge's forehead popped out at a speed visible to the naked eye. His furious expression made Scrimgeour, who was watching with cold eyes, think that Fudge would transform into an irrational werewolf in the next second and pounce on Black to bite him to death.

"Didn't you hear me, Blake?"

Fudge said in an extremely cold tone,

"Amosta Braine slandered the Ministry of Magic with false statements, causing great damage to the Ministry of Magic's reputation. He must be tried by the Wizengamot!"

"Oh, slandering the Ministry of Magic?"

Sirius smiled disdainfully,

"I assume you're referring to what Amosta said in the Daily Prophet. If that's considered slander, Minister, I wholeheartedly suggest you take the time to go to the Leaky Cauldron, to Diagon Alley, to Hogmore." Germany.

In short, go and listen to people's conversations wherever people gather, and then you will find out how mild Amosta's speech in the newspaper was. "

For a moment, Sirius thought that Fudge was going to take out his wand to deal with him, but fortunately in the end, Fudge restrained his impulse. His eyes were fixed on Sirius's face, and he gasped slightly,

"Okay. Blake, I've known for a long time that you and Blaine are in the same group, you"

"This does not appear to be relevant to the issue we are discussing, Minister."

Sirius said contemptuously,

"What we are discussing now is your reason for arresting Amosta, and what you just pointed out is obviously untenable."

A raging fire was burning in Fudge's mind, and his chubby red cheeks were trembling slightly. Sirius's words undoubtedly pushed his anger to a new peak, but at the same time, it also allowed him to recover his head that was overwhelmed by anger. Some sense.

He wanted to throw Amosta Brain into Azkaban to join the dementors, but he really needed a solid reason.

If he could not find an excuse for Amosta to break the law, it would be too optimistic to expect Amosta to succumb to the rights of the Ministry of Magic and the Minister of Magic and go to jail himself.

"Arrest Blaine. Phew, because--"

Fudge gasped,

"You need a reason, Blake. Well, Amosta has used Calendar Fire many times and caused casualties."

"I must remind you, Minister—"

To everyone's astonishment, it was Rufus Scrimgeour who was standing aside, but interrupted.

He responded to Fudge's gaze in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and his dim yellow eyes also revealed a hint of disappointment and contempt for Fudge.

"The magic that Amosta has used many times is called the 'Spirit Fire Spell', not Calendar Fire. Do you remember, Minister, this is endorsed by the Ministry of Magic personally.

As for the casualties you mentioned, from the current point of view, it seems that this has only happened once, and that was the Quidditch World Cup last summer, and the Ministry has blamed all casualties on Vitia Cliona On the head. "

Looking at Fudge who was speechless, Scrimgeour said with a slight sense of joy,

"Ah, of course, Fenrir Greyback did die under Brain's 'Spirit Fire Curse', if you insist on settling the score."