"Do you think I'll believe you? Dumbledore, if you're here to tell me this ridiculous news. ”

"Minister, I'm afraid you have to accept this fact."

Fudge rubbed his face irritably, "Okay, okay, the man who can't even say his name has a body, regains his mana, and even worse before that, he sent his loyal men to infiltrate Hogwarts and kidnap Harry. Potter even made the trophy into a portkey and almost killed Jack, who won the championship. Silver. ”

"If these things appear in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, I, the Minister of Magic, will have to step down tomorrow, you know? Dumbledore. Fudge emphasized.

"But it's happened, and it's not like we're pretending to be deaf and dumb to fool us, Minister." Dumbledore said in an unmistakable tone, "The public needs to know about these things. ”

"Listen to me, Connelly." Dumbledore said, taking a step towards Fudge, seemingly radiating an indescribable power, "Silver saw with his own eyes that Voldemort had come back to life. ”

Fudge took half a step back from Dumbledore, but his expression was still stubborn.

"I beg your pardon, Dumbledore, although I don't think the mysterious man died, it's unheard of to be resurrected so easily."

"Harry. Potter is still unconscious, and we'll have more information when he wakes up. ”

"No, no, no, Dumbledore, since Jack. . . Silver can bring Miss Delacour and Mr. Potter back alive, then he will definitely not face Voldemort alive. ”

"He's one of the best Hogwarts students ever, and even Voldemort and I are no more than that's our age, so it's no surprise that he escaped alive from the newly resurrected Voldemort!"

"This may have been a misunderstanding at all, and it's not surprising that Silver may have mistaken the remnants of the Death Eaters for mystery in his panic, he's still a child, and the Aurors are hunting down these criminals." Fudge said huffingly.

"You fool!" Professor McGonagall shouted. "Isn't Mr. Crouch's testimony sufficient?"

"That's his madness!" Fu Shi also shouted loudly, his face turned purple, and his anger was no less than that of Professor McGonagall, "Crouch has gone insane, what crazy things he has said!" Little Crouch had already died in Azkaban, how could he come back. It seems to me that you are all determined to create a panic and destroy what we have painstakingly built for the past thirteen years! ”

"Voldemort is back," Dumbledore said again, "Fudge, if you accept this fact at once. And by taking the necessary measures, we may be able to salvage the situation. The first and most important step is to free Azkaban from the Dementors—"

"Play the piano!" Fudge shouted again, "Undo the Dementors? As soon as I bring this up, I'm bound to be kicked out of the office! Half of us can sleep soundly at night because we know that Dementors are standing guard in Azkaban! ”

"Connelly, if we knew that you had Voldemort's most dangerous friends watch over those who would serve him at the slightest order, then the rest of us wouldn't be able to sleep soundly!" Dumbledore said, "Those guys can't be loyal to you, Fudge! Voldemort was able to provide them with the power and pleasure. Much more than you can offer! Once Voldemort has the support of the Dementors behind him, his former friends will return to him, and it will be difficult to stop him from regaining the power he had thirteen years ago! ”

Fudge's mouth opened and closed, as if there were no words to express his anger.

"The second step you have to take - and you have to do it now." Dumbledore further said, "It's to send a message to the giants. ”

"Send someone to deliver a message to the giant?" Fudge exclaimed, and suddenly he was able to speak again, "What kind of crazy thing is this?" ”

"It's not too late. Extend a hand of friendship to them," said Dumbledore, "or Voldemort will draw them over." He's done this before. Of all wizards, he is the only one who can provide them with rights and freedom! ”

"You-you must be joking!" Fudge gasped for breath as he shook his head as he backstepped back from the front of Dumbledore, "If the wizarding world learns that I'm in a relationship with giants - people hate giants to the core, Dumbledore - my career will be over—"

"Connelly, you're so obsessed with your official position that it's depriving you of the judgment you deserve." Dumbledore said, his voice rising and one could feel the aura of power that hung around him, and his eyes burned again. "You value the so-called pure wizard bloodline too much! You've always been like that! You don't realize that it doesn't matter where a person comes from, what matters is what kind of person he grows into! I'll tell you now—just listen to my advice and take some steps, and the Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world will always remember you, and will see you as the bravest and greatest Minister of Magic of all time. If you don't act - history will remember that it was you who stood by and gave Voldemort a second chance to destroy the world we had worked so hard to rebuild! ”

"Ridiculous," Fudge whispered, continuing to step back, "crazy ......"

"Moody, who has been locked up in a box for a year, might be happy to share his anger with you, Connelly. If you are so obsessed with going your own way, Connelly," said Dumbledore, "we will have to go our separate ways. You do what you see fit. I-I do what I want. ”

There was not the slightest hint of threat in Dumbledore's voice, it sounded like a statement, but Fudge flew into a rage, as if Dumbledore was approaching him with a wand.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore," he said, waving a finger menacingly, "I've always given you full freedom. I have always had great respect for you. I may not approve of some of your decisions, but I have always remained silent. Not many people will allow you to hire a werewolf, keep Hagrid, or decide what to teach your students without consulting the Ministry of Magic. But if you're going to work against me—"

"The only thing I want to do against," said Dumbledore, "is Voldemort." If you're against him, Connelly, then we're still on the same side. ”

Fudge couldn't seem to think of an answer. His two little feet were unsteady on his feet, and he swayed back and forth for a moment, spinning his bowler top hat with both hands. Finally, he spoke, with a hint of pleading in his voice, "He's not coming back, Dumbledore, he can't ......"

Another voice answered him.

"Nothing is impossible, Minister, Voldemort has indeed returned, possessed body and mana again, and fear is not an incentive for us to deny the facts."

Silver walked in through the door of the principal's office, "I'm not dazzled. ”

"The man is back." (To be continued......)