Hogwarts Summoning Guide

"Keilin!" Suddenly Bai Lin heard a cry, turned around and saw that it was his uncle Cornelius Fudge, who was separated by blood ties of thousands of miles.

Fudge was wearing his signature black windbreaker, a black jazz hat, and exquisite lambskin gloves on his hands. He waved to Bai Lin at a table with relatively few people.

I had to go when my uncle called me. Bai Lin kept smiling and walked over in small steps. However, in Fudge's eyes, his handsome and sunny appearance was a bit lacking.

"Uncle Fuji, you are here too. I was just looking for you to ask when the balance of my reward will be received!" Bai Lin said words that made Fuji vomit blood.

He was recruited from the East to England by Fudge. He had just been in Hogwarts for half a year and had eradicated dozens of dark wizards, most of whom died on the spot. This kind of record was almost as much as the entire Auror office combined, and of course there were

More than twenty dementors disappeared inexplicably,

The testimony of "Police Officer" Lauter is: The dementors were destroyed by Bai Lin using super-conventional white magic. What is super-conventional white magic? How many forbidden spells will be set for this white magic in the future? Fudge and the experts from the Ministry of Magic have a headache

Endless.

"I'll make a long story short," Fudge said with a frown: "If they want you to take charge of Azkaban, believe me, you must refuse them!"

"Uh..." After beating Bai Lin to death, he didn't expect Fudge to say such a thing to him. He was joking. The dementors probably hated him to the core. Without a team of ten Patron Saint masters, he would never set foot in this place.

From the small island of Zikaban.

"No matter what benefits they offer you, refuse them!" Fudge emphasized again.

"Let's not talk about Azkaban...Uncle Fudge, I know nothing about the family~ You didn't even explain the rules of the game to me." Bai Lin poured Fudge a glass of liqueur and sat on his table.

around.

Fudge pointed to a man standing in the center of the square like a javelin, not commanding the waiters and elves, and said, "Did you see that guy?"

Bai Lin nodded. The old man had neat short hair and wore a military-style wizard robe.

Fudge said: "He is the deacon of the current Presbyterian Church, the German Niklas, who is responsible for organizing the gathering in London. The Presbyterian Church holds three gatherings around the world every year, and the London gathering is the most important. It may discuss major events that affect the entire wizarding society.

For example, this time, the Elder Council is very dissatisfied with the state of Azkaban in the past two years, and may want to take back the management rights of Azkaban from Moritz."

Fudge pointed to a table at the other end of the square, where two wizards were arguing about something. One of them was an old black man, who should be the Moritz Fudge mentioned, the current warden of Azkaban.

Fudge said: "Moritz has been in charge of Azkaban for twelve years. According to the genealogy, you have to call him uncle, but he is not as kind as me." Fudge said in a dry tone, which did not reflect his kindness at all.

It seems a bit timid.

Bai Lin said with some surprise: "Shouldn't Azkaban be managed by the Ministry of Magic? From what you say, it seems like it is a family property!"

Fudge glanced at Bai Lin and said: "Azkaban is certainly not a private island, but except for members of the Seeker family, no one has the ability or willingness to manage it. The Seeker family often has various special talents, such as

Moritz, there's nothing the dementors can do about it, he's immune to soul-sucking."

Bai Lin suddenly realized that the old black man could be said to be the natural warden.

Fudge continued: "But Moritz has made too many omissions in recent years. Antonin Dolohov and Bellatrix Lestrange who were killed by you should all be in Az

Caban served his sentence, but escaped from prison without anyone noticing.

The Ministry of Magic did not dare to disclose some prison break incidents, and could only be investigated secretly by the Auror Office. It was not until Sirius Black escaped from prison that we realized that Azkaban had lost the ability to control dangerous prisoners.

And no one in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement is willing to count the prisoners in Azkaban, and we don't even know how many Death Eaters are at large now."

Bai Lin recalled the plot of the original work. The Death Eaters' large-scale prison break occurred in 1996. At that time, Fudge stepped down. Although Rufus took over, he could not prevent Umbridge and his like from taking power in the Ministry of Magic, which eventually led to Aziz.

Caban actually fell into the hands of Voldemort. What happened now is completely different from the original work.

"Just say you want to be the principal of Hogwarts!" Fudge whispered to Bai Lin. He had always had political disagreements with Dumbledore. If Bai Lin could have a few more years of experience, Fudge would like to use him to remove Dumbledore from the job.

He was driven out of the position of principal.

"You are too conservative, Uncle Fudge~" Bai Lin said without comment. At this time, sweet music sounded in the square.

A band composed of house elves in formal attire began to play "God Save the Queen" (the British national anthem) in the hall. During the music, many elderly wizards apparated over and took their seats directly at the central dining table.

Afterwards, most of the guests had found their way to the dining table and sat down, waiting for the host to speak.

Bai Lin looked around him. There were also many middle-aged wizards sitting next to Fudge. He immediately understood that even within the family of explorers, there were many forces. Fudge, as the Minister of Magic, had great power.

, but now it seems that the influence is not that great.

Bai Lin was very confused when he read the original work. Fudge should be the highest official in the entire magical society, but he had to do many small things personally. For example, Buckbeak, an animal, had to be executed personally.

Going to supervise Hogwarts shows that he is not as prestigious as his title. Later, when Fudge stepped down, he once said a famous saying: "The Ministry of Magic has never been so unanimous." This is extremely ironic.

Short-haired Niklas shook a golden bell on the stone platform in the center of the square. The square suddenly became quiet. The elves put away their instruments. There was not even a sound of the clinking of wine glasses - except for Bai Lin.

He was sucking the small bowl of mushroom soup into his mouth. He hadn't eaten for most of the day.

Niklas glanced at Bai Lin from a distance, and Bai Lin gestured towards Niklas with a soup bowl like a wine glass. The old deacon had no expression on his face.

"Gentlemen," Niklas said as he greeted the several old men on the central table, completely treating the peripheral guests as if they were nothing, but no one expressed dissatisfaction.

"Ladies," Niklas gave a slight greeting to a group of witches dressed as ladies at the other table, and then said: "This year's Presbyterian London meeting begins now."