The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Put your hand deeply into your hair and pull tightly.

Fudge tried to relieve his inner panic with the tight pain of his scalp.

Only a few hours before it happened, he looked as if he was tens of years old.

Scrimgeour's notice can be said to have given him a head start, and after thinking about it, he feels that it is time for him to accept the facts.

Voldemort, really is back!

Making this decision was not easy for Fudge.

Because this is tantamount to admitting that he is an incompetent clown, the previous series of measures taken to fight Dumbledore and the speeches in the public media will also become a farce.

This ‘funny’ Minister of Magic can foresee that he will be nailed to the pillar of shame by the people for a long time in the future.

But if you continue to forcibly block the news and allow Voldemort to grow bigger, how can he deal with himself when Voldemort feels that he has enough power and appears in front of the people with a large group of Death Eaters?

He would still be a joke by then, and as the Minister of Magic at the time, Voldemort would definitely take his life.

Not only that, but he will also cause the magic world of the country to enter the panic war once again more than ten years ago.

Now it's not as simple as nailing him to the pillar of shame.

The angry people will definitely write his Cornelius Fudge's name in the annals of history as a sinner. Maybe he will be given a kneeling bronze statue in the Hall of the Ministry of Magic or Diagon Alley, and let everyone pass by here. Anyone can spurn it.

That scene is as natural as throwing a coin into the Magic Brothers fountain!

Fudge shuddered at the thought of these scenes.

At the same time, a familiar figure and slowly emerged in his mind.

Dumbledore!

Yes, Dumbledore!

The strongest white wizard of the century!

Although Fudge had had an unpleasant quarrel with Dumbledore before, he even suspected that Dumbledore had been entrenched in Hogwarts for so many years, entirely to train his own army to compete for the control of the country and even other Ministry of Magic.

But by now, the first person he thought of was still Dumbledore.

This is a great man who has protected the magical world of the country for more than half a century.

There was a gleam of hope in Fudge's eyes.

He pulled out a piece of parchment and quickly began to write letters to Dumbledore asking for help.

As for Dumbledore, will he help him out of his past?

Fudge didn't think it was a big deal.

How could a great man like Dumbledore be as knowledgeable as him?

What's more, helping the Ministry of Magic now means saving the lives of countless wizards and Muggles. Even if Dumbledore still has opinions about him, Fudge, he will still do it when it is time to do it.

Of course, while brazenly asking Dumbledore for help, Fudge also intends to give some substantial benefits to show his favor.

For example, Umbridge, the Hogwarts investigator, must first withdraw.

Now the situation has changed, and Fudge no longer needs Umbridge to investigate Dumbledore's private army and change the ideological education of Hogwarts students.

After all, in this extremely anxious situation, Dumbledore could already be regarded as his own.

Fudge now wished that the student army in Dumbledore's hand would be stronger, which would also help him to stop Voldemort.

In addition, Fudge felt that it was necessary for him to write an ‘Guilty Edict’ for publication.

This can remind the public to be wary of Voldemort's return in time, and at the same time it can be regarded as letting him throw the pot out.

At that time, even if Voldemort really won the final victory, others could at best say that he was a little stupid, but he would not be regarded as a sinner through the ages.

Three letters to Dumbledore, Umbridge, and the Daily Prophet were written quickly.

But Fudge did not stop.

He wiped his sweaty forehead from being too nervous, then took another piece of parchment paper and began to write on it.

The letter he wrote at the moment can be said to be the most critical of all letters.

He decided to support Scrimgeour's decision!

Although the other party was very rude, what Fudge had to admit was that the other party was indeed a capable person and made sense.

In the face of the vicious Voldemort and Death Eaters, it was time to unblock the Aurors' suppression over the past ten years.

No, it's not just unblocking.

It should be to give the greatest degree of support.

This support is not only reflected in unlimited funding, but also in policies.

Fudge also intends to change the Auror's recruitment policy, and further launch social recruitment and veteran recall operations on the basis of increasing the number and scope of the original school recruitment.

The wages of avarice is death.

These two policies, combined with unlimited funding support, should enable the Auror and the striker force to quickly recover to before the damage in a short period of time at an astonishing speed.

As for the recovery to the level during the Second Wizarding War, it will depend on time to harden it.

Although Fudge did not participate in the war as a past man, he could see more clearly from the position of a bystander.

At that time, the reason why the Aurors had such a strong combat effectiveness was not how good the commander or military trainer was, but was based on the high-intensity battle of the Second Wizarding War.

A fierce war is like a fine sieve.

It will ruthlessly screen out those unqualified Aurors and hitters, leaving only the most elite parts.

So as long as the population base is large enough and the Ministry of Magic can support it long enough, it is inevitable that the Auror's strength will be completely restored.

Of course, as a side effect of the sudden increase in recruitment, the military discipline of these two units will not be very good in a short period of time.

But that was something Scrimgeour had to deal with.

And just from the other side's face that was justified and demanding, Scrimgeour should be very confident in this regard.

After the last letter was written and sealed, Fudge let out a long sigh of relief as if he had let down a mountain.

He first sorted out his messy hair and greasy face in a small mirror on the desk, and then said loudly when his posture returned to his previous appearance:

"Weasley!"

The office door was opened immediately, and Percy, dressed in a suit and combing his back, walked in and respectfully saluted:

"Mr. Minister, is there any need?"

"Go and send these confidential letters to the above address right away, don't use owls, and send the clerk from the Department of Magic and Transportation to Apparate!"

Fudge pushed the pile of letters forward as he spoke.

Hearing that Percy immediately bowed forward and took the letter cautiously and walked out.

Percy didn't show any curiosity during this whole process.

Fudge was very satisfied with this, and finally smiled on his face.

It's a pity that this smile didn't last long.

Because just ten minutes later, the old Barty Crouch, with his meticulously combed hair, opened the door and walked in.

Fudge glanced at Old Batty in amazement, and then his gaze fell on the pile of letters in the other's hand.

That's the letter he just asked someone to post!

He looked up again, and as expected, Weasley lowered his head and followed Old Batty with a panic expression on his face.

"Mr. Minister, I met Mr. Crouch just as soon as I left the house, he, he..." Weasley stammered in a low voice, looking very wronged, "He took all your letters! "

While Weasley was reporting on Fudge, Old Batty had already opened the letters in the office and read them.

This action caused a flush of anger on Fudge's face.

He slammed the table top and got up and shouted:

"You are not the Minister of Magic yet, Crouch! You don't have the right to check my letter! Put it down quickly, and apologize to me, now, right away!"

Fudge's voice shook Percy's ears, but Old Barty turned a deaf ear to it.

He continued to look at the letters in his hand, and after roughly scanning all of them, he directly tore up the three letters that were originally sent to Dumbledore, Umbridge, and the Daily Prophet.

Fudge's pupils shrank suddenly as the shattered pieces of paper scattered all over the place.

"You dare to be so rude to me?" Fudge said, "Weasley, go and call the guards to lock up this guy! Did you hear that, go!"

Hearing that Weasley's expression was a little embarrassed, but a trace of contempt flashed deep in his eyes.

He didn't understand what Fudge was still bluffing now.

Obviously Fudge, the Minister of Magic, has almost become a polished commander. Where can so much prestige play?

What's more, it was Christmas Eve today, and there were not many people in the entire Ministry of Magic, except for a few people like them who had no family or spoken or had conflicts with their families.

Where is he going to find the guard?

Even if the guards came, those third-rate combatants would dare to touch Mr. Barty Crouch the old?

On the other side, Fudge became more hysterical when he saw Weasley's slow motion.

At this moment, Old Barty said blankly:

"Go out."

Hearing this, Percy immediately pretended to be amnesty, and left the office as if he had fled.

Before leaving, he carefully closed the door for the two of them.

What Percy didn't know was that as soon as he left, Fudge, who was so angry that he was almost mad, immediately calmed down.

He slumped down on the boss chair and said to Old Batty:

"Crouch, this is not the time for us to fight for power. The difficulties we have encountered are far greater than previously imagined, the Dark Lord... well, I admit that I was stupid before, and I was fascinated by ghosts, but the Dark Lord is It's really back, and it's as strong as it was back then!"

Speaking of this, Fudge’s voice has begun to tremble, "I understand that you want to be Minister of Magic, and I also understand that you hate me. But now our first task is to deal with the Dark Lord! When this matter is over, you can be safe. It doesn't matter if you sit in my seat, or even retaliate against me.

But now, you must at least let me send the letter. Believe me, Dumbledore and Auror are our only hope now! "

After that, Fudge looked at Old Barty earnestly.

The speech just now used what he had learned throughout his life. It was not only full of emotions, but also 70% true and 3% false, which can be called ‘sincere and sincere’.

He believed that even an old fox like Barty Crouch would be touched after hearing it.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed again.

Hearing that there was no change in Old Barty's expression, he just shook his head faintly.

"What do you want?"

Fudge leaned forward and roared furiously.

He is really angry right now.

"What do I want? Well, that's a good question." Old Barty finally showed a little smile on his face, "I tell you clearly. I want you to continue to sit in the position of Minister of Magic, and then continue to execute you. The previous policy. That is... to conceal the news that Voldemort has been resurrected, and to confront and entrap Dumbledore."

Hearing that Fudge's face flashed by astonishment, and then his complexion turned sullen again, and said with a sullen face:

"You have taken refuge in the Dark Lord?"

"Huh? Connelly, I have to admit, your brain supplement ability is really strong!"

Old Barty's half-sardonic answer made Fudge frowned.

He couldn't think of any motive for Crouch other than this.

You must know that it is the interests of all of them who continue to do so!

Fudge, who had been thinking for a long time and still couldn't find the answer, asked directly:

"Then what are you doing this for?"

Old Barty's expression immediately became weird.

He leaned to Fudge's ear and laughed in a low voice:

"Of course, for the greater good!"

As soon as this remark came out, Fudge was so frightened that he bounced back a long way, and almost fell off the boss chair, pointing to the old Barty's "You, you, you..." and couldn't even say a complete sentence.

The very iconic words of Old Barty made the logic of the whole thing completely coherent.

It turns out that Voldemort is not the only one who wants to compete for the magical world of the country, but also Grindelwald, who is not dead!

It turns out that Crouch has already joined the remnants of Grindelwald, and UU Read www.uukanshu.com has become a ‘saint’!

Everything will be clear now!

The group of people who are fighting at Gringotts with the Aurors and Death Eaters today are the Saints of Grindelwald!

Grindelwald's attention is too clever.

He wanted to let Voldemort grow bigger slowly, and the whole country of magic circles complained.

Then he will appear as the savior of the world at the most critical moment in the magic world.

How could Voldemort, the second-generation Dark Lord, be Grindelwald's opponent?

At that time, Crouch, the insider, will come forward to represent the Ministry of Magic to attach to Grindelwald.

In this way, Grindelwald can take over the rule of the magic world in the country in the name of absolute orthodoxy!

By the way, he can take revenge on Dumbledore who sent him into the tower!

The magical world of Qiguo is over.

He Fudge is dead too!

Because in the plan above, Fudge is the biggest backer!

The people would not and would not understand the fact that he has been emptied.

Those fools would only know that Cornelius Fudge was the Minister of Magic when the Ministry of Magic made the decision to allow Voldemort to develop and accumulate power at will.

Crouch and the others will put all the blame on him.

Later, on a sunny morning, an extraordinary trial of Wisengamo will be held for him.

In order to buy people's hearts, he will undoubtedly be sentenced to death and executed immediately.

But these shameless people like Crouch will stand on his corpse and accept the cheers and love of the people!

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