Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 462 Cornelius Shuoshu Fudge: Leading the Ministry of Magic to Glory (Part 1)

Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

"Old Barty, are you kidding me?"

Although sitting on the office chair, Fudge leaned forward, put his hands together on the desk, and stared at Barty Crouch in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face.

Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror office, also had a cautious expression on his face.

They are very familiar with Old Batty, and the three of them used to be colleagues.

As the former head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, he is the highest among the three.

He has always been known for being rigorous, even ruthless.

If it weren't for his son Barty Jr., maybe the current Minister of Magic would be old Barty instead of Fudge.

Now Batty Sr. told them that the Magical Congress of America was about to collapse, and the entire American necromancer world would be ruled by Grindelwald.

They subconsciously couldn't believe it.

Because in their impression, the strength of the necromancer world in the United States is not weak, and Grindelwald suffered losses there before.

As a result, within two or three months after Grindelwald came out, he was about to control the entire American necromancer world.

Is this joke a little too big?

But seeing old Batty's serious expression, the two finally chose to believe.

"Minister Fudge, Scrimgeour, the necromancer from the Magic Congress, and the goblin are outside."

"If you have any doubts, you can meet and talk directly."

Immediately afterwards, as if thinking of something, Old Batty added: "By the way, this time I feel that the goblin is a little weird."

"I think the authenticity of the news should start from his side."

Hearing this, Fudge thought for a while, and looked at Scrimgeour, with a cold smile on his face.

They naturally understood what old Batty was thinking.

Influenced by the traditional concepts of the necromancer world, only the life of the necromancer is the real life. As for the goblin, it is just an advanced slave who became a necromancer with good luck in the past.

Even if the other party is in charge of Gringotts now, has advanced alchemy, and has a much higher status, the contempt for goblins has not diminished among many necromancers, especially among pure blood.

snort! It's just a hired worker who manages money for them.

Definitely, there is also an idea that grapes are sour.

After all, compared to necromancers, goblins' ability in terms of numbers and sensitivity to money is much, much higher than that of necromancers.

To put it simply, goblins are lowly in status but powerful.

Tsk tsk tsk, a bit like an ancient eunuch.

Seeing that the two understood what he meant, Old Batty walked out, preparing to call the necromancer and the goblin in.

Almost soon, or rather the necromancer and leprechaun from America were waiting at the door.

As the door closed again, the two walked up to Fudge and Scrimgeour.

"Honorable Minister of Magic, I am Nalm, the rescuer sent by the Magic Congress, and I salute you."

Nalm bowed and said, and the goblin on the side also quickly saluted.

Just about to say something, Fudge interrupted him by raising his hand.

"Nalm, right?" Fudge asked in a flat tone: "What position do you have in the Magic Congress? Who sent you here?"

Hearing Fudge's successive questions, but completely ignoring himself, a trace of displeasure appeared on the face of the goblin Kato.

This made Scrimgeour, who was paying attention to it, squint his eyes.

Sure enough, this goblin was weird.

Why is this goblin acting so anxiously?

It seems that it can't work without it.

Nalm didn't care about the goblin's demeanor, he looked a little anxious, and said quickly: "Minister Fudge, I am under the command of the Auror Executive Division, and I am an excellent Auror captain."

"Now, because the speaker of the Magic Kingdom is seriously injured, it was Chenos, the deputy speaker, who sent me to ask for help."

Briefly introduce yourself to Nalm, and cut the conversation back to the main topic.

"Now the Magic Congress has teamed up with the goblins to resist the invasion of Grindelwald and the Saints."

"This time the invasion is very fierce, and we need the support of the British Ministry of Magic."

Immediately afterwards, a sentence was emphasized: "I hope that Headmaster Dumbledore will support us, especially against Grindelwald."

"Because our speaker is recovering from his injuries and can't fight yet, now Grindelwald, I have no one to resist."

Hearing this, Fudge roughly understood.

He said, although Grindelwald is very powerful, is the Magic Council so unbearable?

Co-authored, the strongest can't make a move!

No wonder no wonder.

The war of the necromancer world. The strongest is like a nuclear bomb in the Muggle world.

You can not, but must have.

Otherwise, when the opponent's strongest player appears and no one blocks it, it will be a massacre.

They have Dumbledore!

So even though there has been a clear trend of decline in recent years, no one dares to underestimate them.

And now with Lockhart.

Tsk tsk, at Lockhart's young age, England's number one necromancer can last for another hundred years, or even longer.

Fudge understood whether the Magic Council needed the support of their Ministry of Magic now.

Instead, a top necromancer like Dumbledore is needed to delay the time and let their speaker take the opportunity to recover.

This is a good deal.

It does not require much resources from the Ministry of Magic, and at the same time allows Dumbledore to leave temporarily.

Thinking of the dream seeds that are still slowly evolving and in the embryonic stage, Fudge feels a little hot inside.

He didn't forget Dumbledore's performance of blocking him face to face.

If Dumbledore is gone, he can recklessly harvest the remaining spiritual power in cities around the world.

Even, Hogwarts is not impossible to try to enter.

That.

Thinking of this, Fudge's eyes towards Nalm softened a lot.

For this reason, Dumbledore will definitely agree.

That's Grindelwald.

This is for world peace.

Dumbledore, it's up to you.

Well, by the way, you can justifiably ask for a batch of resources from the Magic Congress.

The evolution of the dream world is inseparable from a large amount of magic knowledge and magic materials.

Fudge has figured out how much the Ministry of Magic can move without being noticed.

Now, the wool on the side of the Magic Congress can also be squeezed.

He, Cornelius Shuttle Fudge, Minister for Magic, is going to lead the Ministry to a brighter future.

Well, all sacrifices made by the Ministry of Magic are for the sake of a longer glory in the future.

"Grindelwald once ravaged the world of necromancers. He is the enemy of all necromancers."

"Now, our former ally, the Magic Council, is in trouble. I will advise Dumbledore to take action, and at the same time, I will send Aurors to support the Magic Council."

"Resist the invasion of the Dark Lord, Grindelwald."

Cornelius Fudge spoke impassionedly, making Scrimgeour and old Batty look sideways.

This seems to be inconsistent with their known ministerial style.

Fudge didn't even have time for this kind of thing, so why did he take the initiative to get involved.

On the other hand, Nalm, with an excited face, bowed again and again to thank everyone: "Thank you Minister, thank you British Ministry of Magic, and thank you for your support."

"Our Magic Congress will never forget everyone's support."

(end of this chapter)