Chapter 185: The Angry Minister (Part 1)

"What request?" Jon asked quickly.

Albus Dumbledore didn't look in a hurry.

"But I'll have to tell you about that request later. He said calmly, "Because now, we have to go and prepare something." There are still a lot of things I need to take care of when the mystery man returns!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand to Jon in an undeniable way...... Then he strode to the office door.

Jon hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow.

As soon as he stepped out of the semicircular office, Jon felt like he was being poured cold water on his face for a moment...... When you lower your head, your whole body takes on an illusory feeling, as if you are one with your surroundings.

Dumbledore turned around and nodded slightly at him, motioning for him to follow.

Phantom Spell!

No doubt this wasn't the first time Jon had been exposed to the spell...... A year ago at this time, Dumbledore had used the spell on him in order to rescue the Hippogriff Buckbeak.

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Following Dumbledore, Jon walked down the spiral staircase.

As he passed by the ugly stone monster, Jon noticed the stone monster quietly winking at his location, and a husky grin.

But it was only a moment, and the stone monster quickly raised its head and returned to its usual coldness.

On the other side of it, there were several people arguing loudly.

It didn't take much Jon to make out that one of the voices belonged to Professor Minerva McGonagall, and the other was Professor Severus Snape - and the flustered and somewhat comical voice at the end seemed to belong to Connelly Fudge, the Minister for Magic.

Fudge's voice looked a little nervous.

"What's the matter?" Dumbledore asked in a loud voice.

Jon took the opportunity to quietly go to a corner, not letting the two professors and one minister find out.

"Minerva and Severus told me...... They actually believed the false and hilarious story that the boy told...... They actually believe that the mystery man is back......" Fudge said with a slight stammer.

"That's right. Dumbledore nodded, "I believe it too!"

"This can't be!" Fudge struggled to put on an incredulous expression, "You should know, Dumbledore...... The mystery man has been gone for thirteen years...... Thirteen years...... He's long gone......"

"But he's back now!" Dumbledore's tone of voice showed no fluctuation...... It's as if he's saying "I got a stupid bird the other day and got lost the other day, and now it's back", so relaxed.

"Are you kidding, Dumbledore!" Fudge looked a little annoyed, "without any evidence, you can believe the words of a vain and ridiculous boy like that...... He insisted on telling us this time last year that Cialis Black was innocent, and then ...... The boy, Harry Potter, ......"

"Don't say that about Potter!" Professor McGonagall screamed.

"It's a fact!" Fudge stomped his foot hard: "I read the Daily Prophet, the ...... on it"

"I don't think Rita Skeeter's assessment of Potter is anything like a guest!" Professor McGonagall strode in front of Fudge, her lips pursed tightly, "Minister!"

The last salutation, almost shouted.

Fudge seemed intimidated by her, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Potter wasn't lying!" Snape took a few steps forward, his voice a little grim, "Because another boy didn't die for no reason......

With that, he ripped open his sleeve.

From Jon's point of view, he could clearly see what was on Snape's right arm.

A huge skeleton, a large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth, like a tongue.

More precisely, a glittering "mark of the dark devil"!

"He's calling us!" Snape's tone, sounding as if he had just returned from Hell, "His strength has returned...... You know who I'm referring to......"

"Whew......" Fudge let out a strange cry as if he had been bitten by something.

He took a few hurried steps back, nearly tripping over one of the stone monster's outstretched feet...... It looks like this stupid stone is on purpose.

"Maniac...... This school is full of crazy people......" Connelly Fudge screamed hysterically, "I don't know what tricks you and your people are up to, Dumbledore, but I've heard enough......"

"Dumbledore, look what you've done to keep a murderous basilisk running rampant in the school for more than half a year, a fierce fugitive Black to break into the school multiple times, hire a werewolf, keep a half-blood giant, or decide what to teach the students without consulting the Ministry......" Fudge roared angrily, "I've had enough!"

As he spoke, he stepped back.

As he retreated to the end of the hallway, Fudge suddenly looked up:

"He's not coming back, Dumbledore, he can't ......"

But looking at Dumbledore's determined expression, he felt as if he had been punched head-on...... The Minister of Magic eventually escaped.

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The expressions on the faces of Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape both looked unusually angry.

However, Dumbledore calmly gave them the order:

"Minerva, please go to Hagrid's hut and call Hagrid...... If Madame Maxim wants to, she can come too!"

"Yes, Headmaster!" Professor McGonagall nodded.

"Severus, you go and beat the willow and sign a big black dog that is alive and kicking there...... Be careful, don't let it bite!"

Professor Snape seemed a little surprised by the order, but he nodded eventually.

At the door of the Headmaster's office, Albus Dumbledore was the only one left.

And, of course, Jon, who was cast with a Transfiguration Charm.

"Cornelius and his wizarding world have lived a stable life for more than ten years, and they have lost their courage ......" Dumbledore seemed to say to himself, "so when faced with a real threat, their first choice is to run away and choose to deceive themselves!"

"Headmaster, are you using the Minister to mock me?" Jon in the shadows couldn't help but speak.

"Of course not......," Dumbledore shook his head, "There are many kinds of escapes...... It's just that I personally feel like an ostrich burying my head in the sand, which is a bit stupid!"

Jon didn't know what to say.

"Let's go!" Dumbledore suggested, "We need to see poor Alasto." ”