During a grand duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort, the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, accompanied by Ron Harris, shuttled the audience to visit the injured wizards.

Fudge felt his cheeks ache, he felt as if he had been pitted by Harris, what you could bring them infinite warmth when they needed comfort the most, what kind of minister's condolences on behalf of the Ministry of Magic could get people's gratitude and support!

It wasn't what they imagined, and the families had found a way to vent, either pleading or threatening to ask the Ministry of Magic to release the truth and punish the troublemakers, and Fudge was covered with sweat on his bare head in order to appease them.

"Minister, wipe your sweat, it's a bit hot and humid. Lucius Malfoy, beside him, thoughtfully pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to Fudge, who wiped his forehead.

"Mr. Malfoy, the Ministry of Magic will respond to your last request. Fudge raised his chin, his voice full of goodwill.

"That's wonderful, Your Excellency. Lucius bowed slightly, smiling in his eyes.

But that smile wasn't sincere, just a courtesy smile that a pure-blood wizard had practiced countless times.

In fact, in Lucius's heart, instead of rejoicing, he hid deep worries and fears.

His former master made such a big move, such a big move, and not only did he not know anything about it, but he was not even called by his former master. And since he didn't get any news beforehand, he couldn't give any warning to the Harris family, did the Dark Lord and Harris doubt the loyalty of the Malfoy family?

Thinking of this, Lucius looked worriedly at his son Draco, who was helping to treat the wounded not far away, and his heart was both relieved and frightened, Decola's performance just now was remarkable, even in the so-called Alan Harris training class that was in the limelight, and it was completely different from last year's stubborn little troublemaker, this year's Decola has at least improved by leaps and bounds in the strength of the spell, far surpassing the average peer. However, he had clearly told him that he must be cautious at such times and not blindly act like this, but he forgot all about it after the damn mudblood girl gave an order, it was a mudblood!

"Please rest assured, our Ministry of Magic will severely punish the culprits, and all those who planned and participated in this attack will definitely accept the most severe sanctions, in fact, according to the situation on the scene, we have already wiped out this group of thugs!" Fudge Justice assured awe, turning around and praising the elite wizards in the training class who were helping to heal on the side, "I have just seen your performance, a great super strong iron armor charm. When you graduate, the Ministry of Magic welcomes you. ”

"Especially you, Miss Hermione Granger. Fudge's face was pale, he was pleased with his memory, "Even if you were born in a Muggle, you can do it so well, you were the one who organized everyone's defense, right?"

Although it was a compliment, this kind of implicit discrimination among pure-blood wizards in the wizarding world made Hermione just smile stiffly and nodded in acknowledgement.

At this moment, Fudge, who had inadvertently caught a glimpse of the referee's seat, stared at him, and he saw Albert go to the referee's bench with a group of uniformly dressed Aurors.

In the arena where order is gradually restored, Barty?? Standing on the stairs of the spectator stands, Crouch looked more serious than ever, his yellow face without a hint of luster, and he was on one knee to treat the wizards who had been injured in the chaos, just like the uninjured adult wizards, under the command of Madam Pomfrey.

At this moment, the sound of hurried leather boots stepping on the ground was heard, and people turned their eyes in horror in the direction where the sound came from, and Albert, with several Aurors in uniform in uniform and straight towards Barty?? Crouch.

Albert habitually stopped behind Mr. Crouch and raised his hand to signal his men to stop their intention to brutally arrest Crouch directly.

"I beg your pardon, Director Crouch, that we have captured the mastermind of this attack, and it was Barty Crouch Jr., who used the Polyjuice Potion to transform into Alastor Moody, your son. According to the preliminary information we have obtained from our Guardian Remembrance of him, he managed to escape from prison with the help of you and your deceased wife, and that you even illegally used the Powerful Amnesia Charm on our own colleague Bertha Jorkins in the Ministry of Magic to prevent him from being discovered by outsiders, causing her now irreversible forgetfulness. Finally, because of your relationship with him and your role in the matches, we suspect that you have something to do with some of the "accidents" in these games and the attack, and now you need to return to the Ministry of Magic with us to cooperate with the investigation. ”

Albert, as usual, was accustomed to lowering his voice when speaking to Crouch, but the wand he was clenching in his hand was a testament to his master's caution.

Crouch just continued to cast healing spells on the injured without saying a word, until the treatment was completed, Barty Crouch stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his knees, slowly straightened his magic robes, and finally straightened his hat, before turning his head and whispering to Albert, "Lead the way!"

In the distance, Fudge saw Crouch being surrounded by the Aurors led by Albert and Crouch leaving, and could no longer maintain the smile on his face, and said to Lunn gloomily, "Owen is premeditated, what does he want to do?"

Without waiting for Lenn to explain, he flicked his robe in a huff and walked away quickly.

Fudge was furious, and as soon as he returned to the Ministry of Magic, he was invited to his own minister's office for an interview by Mr. Harris, who had just issued an order to lift the lockdown.

After learning that not only Crouch, but the entire Crouch power in the Ministry of Magic had been swallowed up and replaced by Owen Harris, Fudge stood up and slammed a thick publication with a human face on the spine on the table in front of the subordinate who had been treating him with deference until now.

"Owen Harris, do you still have me, the Minister of Magic, in your eyes?" Fudge's voice completely drowned out the painful groans of pain from the face on the spine of the book.

"Minister, it's good for you and me to get rid of Barty Crouch. Mr. Harris calmly sat down in the place where he usually sat when he was discussing with Fudge, "You've been at odds with him for a long time, haven't you?"

"Don't do this with me, you and I both know that he is no longer qualified to be Minister of Magic!" Fudge slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Did you know that your close "friend" Dumbledore was one of the masterminds, at least for the first half of tonight's operation? Mr. Harris's fingers flicked lightly on the table.

Fudge's body stiffened, and the information that the mysterious man might return made his straighten body suddenly wilt again because of his anger, and his mouth kept muttering: "It's not true, this can't be, the mysterious man is dead......"

"Is it true that I think he'll reach out to you soon, Minister. As it stands, when our Aurors were preparing to go to the scene to cooperate, they found that the place had been cast like Hogwarts after Harry Potter and Dumbledore had been cast. Although we have just received the news that they have returned to the arena safely, we have no way of confirming what exactly happened. However, Connelly, as a friend, I have to remind you, regardless of whether Dumbledore's news about the Dark Lord's return is true or not, if he does come back, then the public will definitely be more willing to see Dumbledore become the leader against the Dark Lord, after all, he is currently the greatest white wizard in the world, isn't he? Connelly, whether the Dark Lord is really back or not, you should think about your position. ”

Mr. Harris's words silenced Fudge, and seeing that Fudge didn't say a word, Mr. Harris continued to bewitch Fudge: "Of course, the reason why I cooperated with him in this matter is also to ensure that I can become the Minister of Magic in the future, but I am different from you and Dumbledore......"

Mr. Harris's words made the frightened Fudge raise his head in confusion, looking at Fudge's blank expression, Mr. Harris couldn't help but shake his head and continued: "In this regard, I and your interests are aligned. I also don't want Dumbledore to come to the fore and live in his shadow, and in the future, you will need to ask for the opinion of a headmaster for everything, as you do now. “

"Connelly, I'm much younger than both of you, and I can wait for you to retire before taking over as minister, and from the current state of your and Dumbledore's situation, you don't have much time left in your political life, and you have to fight to realize your plans and maintain power. My gains today are enough to ensure this, in addition, you are different from Crouch, you have not made mistakes, the most powerful person in the Ministry of Magic is still you, my fight with you will only make the Ministry of Magic start to split, my chances of winning are not very good, and it is easy to bring opportunities for outsiders to take advantage of. ”

After Mr. Harris finished speaking, he picked up the magic book with a human face from his desk, flipped through it casually, and after giving Fudge a moment to digest his words, he added: "Actually, who to work with is not cooperation, although my personal preference is to be the minister with whom I have always had a good relationship, but it is not so unpleasant to work with Dumbledore today, if I choose him now, it will be a big deal to endure a few more years, but I think I can finally sit in the position I want, Minister Fudge." ”

"Connelly, whether or not the Dark Lord is really back, you should think about your position. Another thing to know is that I learned that Moody was impersonated by Barty Crouch Jr. at the beginning of the term at Hogwarts, and I wanted to arrest him, but Dumbledore stopped us from Harris and it was his suggestion that made us wait until now to take action. Who knows what he's been planning for so long, but it does give me a good chance to expand my gains. ”

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