As soon as Professor McGonagall left, Fudge folded his palms and looked at Carl with satisfaction, as if admiring a work of art.

"Carl, I have to say, I've wanted to see you for a long time. ”

"You're so polite, Minister. Karl said politely.

This attitude of neither humility nor arrogance made Fudge even more satisfied.

Then, instead of immediately stating his purpose, he feigned anger and said:

"I'll have to criticize you, Carl. ”

"What's wrong, Minister?"

Carl looked at Fudge innocently, his eyes were clear enough to reveal a human figure, which made people feel good at it.

Looking at Carl's innocent eyes, Fudge couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed:

"The game you invented is so interesting, many people in the ministry are fascinated by it, and they don't work well!"

As he spoke, he added:

"Even I sometimes can't help but play two, after work, of course. ”

As he spoke, he winked at Carl and laughed himself.

"Hehe......" Carl smiled cooperatively.

Fudge laughed for a moment before stopping, patted Carl on the shoulder, looked around, and said wistfully:

"I'm also a Hogwarts graduate, Carl, and it's nice to be back here again. ”

Then, he said, "When Dumbledore comes back, I'll discuss with him, a special contribution award shouldn't be able to run." ”

"Of course, the Order of the Third Class of the Sir Merlin, I will try my best to help you get it. ”

Karl raised an eyebrow.

Two awards, one heavier than the other.

If the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award is still within the scope of acceptance, this third-class medal of the Order of Merlin is really a bit unexpected to him.

It's not a bad street, and the winners are those who have truly made outstanding contributions to the wizarding world.

Of course, thanks to the presence of Gilderoy Lockhart, this so-called real thing is somewhat watery.

However, this still cannot hide the gold content of this award.

Lockhart's books have been on the best-seller list many times, thanks to his third-class Merlin Medal.

Moreover, it is questionable whether it was because of his looks that made him a heartthrob or because of that medal that made him a heartthrob.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for him to win two awards of such weight at the same time with just one Hearthstone.

Carl had a spin in his head, and he roughly understood what was going on.

Fudge's characteristics are clear to him, he is very happy, and he can do whatever it takes for the sake of political achievements.

Judging by Fudge's attitude towards him as soon as he entered the door, it seems that the latter intends to build him into the so-called new generation of idols.

A role model for young people.

However, judging from the popularity alone, there is one person who should be more suitable for this position than him.

Harry Potter, the boy who survived Voldemort's killing curse.

But it seems that Fudge never seemed to have such a mind on Harry.

I want to know what this is because of it with a buttocks.

Harry Potter, people can easily associate with Voldemort when they see him.

In the current era of incomparably peaceful, it is clear that setting the former as a role model for young people is very detrimental to maintaining the current stability and peace in the wizarding world.

But Carl is different, his handsome appearance and outstanding talent make him almost comparable to Dumbledore when he was young.

Coupled with the fact that he was born as a Muggle on the surface, it became a plus for him, which made him look unthreatening.

It is only fitting that such a young talent is set up as a model to boast of the peaceful and prosperous world of the current wizarding world.

In this way, it is a win-win deal.

Carl looked at Fudge and began to feel pleasing to the eye.

Whatever the latter brought to the Ministry of Magic, at least he had a good eye.

I thought about it, but only a moment passed.

Thinking about everything, Karl immediately showed a "surprise" expression on his face.

"Is this true, Minister!?"

"Of course, Carl. Fudge looked at Carl with a smile like an uncle looking at his beloved nephew.

"That's a ...... What a ......."

Carl, it seems, is a little incoherent.

Fudge laughed again and patted Carl on the shoulder again, "Don't get excited, dear child,"

After giving Carl a moment to soothe his "surprise", Fudge spoke again:

"One more thing, Carl. ”

Carl finally "calmed down" and looked at Fudge.

"What is it, Minister?"

"About next year's Hearthstone World Championships. Fudge said.

"We want you to join the jury and be a part of it, what do you think?"

With that, he looked at Carl expectantly.

"It's an honor!" Carl said with a smile.

......

The Gryffindor common room was bustling with everyone discussing the Hearthstone World Championships and the national team.

"I'm sure I'm going to have to sign up!" Ron said firmly, to Dean, Seamus, and Neville.

Then he looked at Harry, who was sitting next to him in a daze.

"You're going to sign up too, Harry?"

"Maybe. Harry was a little absent-minded.

Somehow, looking at the Gryffindors around him who were discussing Hearthstone fiercely, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

He remembered what Carl had told him before:

If he could have focused more on his schoolwork, he would have improved very quickly!

Not trying to belittle anyone, or exalting anything, Harry just felt that everyone seemed to be too focused on the outside and ignoring the inside.

There's no denying that Hearthstone is a fun game.

But it was the work of someone close to them, and his classmates cared about how fun the game was, not under what circumstances it was born.

From what he had learned from George and Fred, it was nothing more than something Carl had made out of his hands to get angry with them.

What that meant, Harry felt the answer was on his lips.

Talent, or strength.

Carl was able to do all this because of his own strength.

Thinking of this, Harry suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

Strength, this is the foundation of everything!

His mind remembered Carl's attitude towards him from the crowd outside the auditorium just now.

In terms of popularity, he is much higher than Karl.

To this day, there are still many people who circle around him every day, just to see him a few more times.

However, what does Carl rely on for his own strength?

Luck?

Just because Voldemort fell on him when he was a baby, for some reason he didn't even know about, he became a hero in the entire wizarding world?

That's!

Harry remembered what Professor Flitwick had said about Carl, who had reached or even surpassed the N.E.W.TS.

However, Carl has only been enrolled for a year and a half.

And, as far as he knew, Carl's parents were not wizards at all.

In other words, such an amazing achievement was achieved by Carl alone in the past year and a half!

What is he compared to Carl?

Now, he'd sit here and talk to a group of unsuspecting people about what Carl had made on his own.

It's a waste of life!

It can't go on like this!

Harry jerked up from his seat, raised his leg and walked out of the lounge.

"Harry, where are you going?" shouted Ron at Harry.

Harry turned around, hesitated, and said to Ron:

Ron...... Well, I want to go to the library, do you want to go with me?"

Ron looked at Harry with wide eyes as if he had heard some shocking news, "Library?!Are you crazy, Harry?"

Harry sighed secretly and waved his hand at Ron.

"See you then, Ron!"

With that, he hurried away.

"Harry, what's wrong?"

Ron looked at Harry's back for some reason, and said to Dean, Seamus, and Neville.

The three of them also shook their heads inexplicably.

The four of them were puzzled for a moment, and then they were infected by the warm atmosphere around them and joined the discussion again.