"It can't be!"

Fudge gasped as he stared at the strange humanoid creature in front of him.

A body, with its eyes closed, but a flat snake face against the back of its head, and a pair of crimson eyes looking at Fudge silently.

Even if you don't know his identity, you can't stop trembling when you look at him like this.

What's more, Fudge knew exactly who he was.

His name, like a shadow, has shrouded the British wizarding world for more than a decade.

"But, Dumbledore, he can't be him, it can't be"

Fudge seemed to be unable to accept that the person in front of him was Voldemort himself, and seemed to become a little hysterical.

In addition to him, there were two Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, and Carl recognized Kingsley Shackle, a tall-looking black wizard.

Delix, a strong-looking, unsmiling wizard with short gray-white hair.

At this moment, he was standing behind Fudge, staring at everything in front of him with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Professors Snape and McGonagall were there.

The former still looked expressionless and cold as usual, making it impossible to see what he was thinking, while the latter seemed a little overwhelmed.

"It can't be him!"

Fudge finally stammered. Flash Dance

Although Voldemort was firmly imprisoned by magic, Fudge did not dare to look him in the eye at all, but looked at Dumbledore closely, and there was even a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"He was defeated ten years ago, God I mean, Voldemort was already dead. ”

Fudge couldn't help but shudder when he said the name.

"You know he's not dead, Connelly, he's just missing, and now, he's back, right in front of you. Dumbledore said calmly, but there was no doubt in his voice.

"But, but"

Fudge ran out of words, he became incoherent, and he didn't know what to say.

"Minister, I think you need to calm down, you have to admit that he is the man. Behind Fudge, Kingsley's voice rang out.

The voice is deep and gives people a sense of security.

As soon as he spoke, Fudge finally calmed down and glanced back at Kingsley's tall figure.

"You're right, Shackle, it's me who lost my temper. ”

With a cough, Fudge let out a long sigh, as if trying to get rid of the uneasiness in his heart, and looked back at Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, I think, we'd better I mean, now that we've captured him, we should minimize the panic of the public, preferably, uh, preferably in secret. Flash"

"Hey" Grindelwald, who had been standing in the corner, sneered.

Fudge looked for prestige, and when he saw the old man's changed face, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, but then he stopped looking at him.

On the contrary, it was Carl and Nicol Lemay next to him who caught his attention.

Nicol Lemay, in particular, had only now recognized the greatest alchemist of the centuries because of his hurry, but he had no time to greet the old man.

"I have to say, no, Connelly!" Dumbledore said forcefully.

"Wizards have the right to know the truth - Voldemort isn't really dead, he's trying to get back all the time, and, he almost succeeded, and now, he's imprisoned in this body, and as long as the body remains, he'll be imprisoned forever—"

"All this must be said, and the fastest owl will be sent through the Daily Prophet, which will be set on the front page of tomorrow morning!"

"But, Dumbledore, this, this" Fudge opened his mouth wide in horror, as if stunned by Dumbledore's resolute attitude.

Dumbledore didn't look at him, and turned to look at Cal.

"I almost made a big mistake because of keeping it a secret, and this time, it must not be like this!"

With that, he turned to look at Fudge again, his blue eyes filled with determination.

Fudge compromised.

He suddenly realized that when Dumbledore, the greatest wizard in the history of wizarding, made a decision resolutely, he couldn't do anything at all.

Moments later, the already overcrowded headmaster's office was left with no place to put his feet.

The entire office was packed by a group of Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, led by Rufus Scrimgeur, the head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic who had personally brought people here after hearing the news from the Minister of Magic that Voldemort had been arrested.

Also with him was Amelia Bones, who succeeded Barty Crouch Sr. as the current Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic.

"It's really him!" Amelia Bones reacted much more than Fudge when she saw Voldemort.

The strong woman with short hair was only shocked for a moment before coming back to her senses.

The same is true of Rufus Scrimgeur, a resolute man who looks like a lion and recovers even faster than his immediate boss.

"He'll be locked up in Azkaban, and we'll put him in the most heavily fortified cell to make sure he can't escape. Scrimgeour looked Voldemort in the eye for a few seconds before speaking to the crowd.

The Aurors all pointed their wands at Voldemort, and the magic imprisoned Quirrell's body in mid-air, leaving him floating there without anyone reaching out to touch him.

"Heh," Grindelwald sneered again, "you might as well put him with me, Albus, just in keeping him with me." ”

"I'm sorry, are you?" Fudge asked, who had already noticed him.

"You don't have the right to know who I am, old boy!" Grindelwald looked at Fudge with disdain, as if he were looking at a poor worm.

Fudge's face flushed, and Cornelius Fudge hadn't been offended like this since he became Minister of Magic.

Looking at Dumbledore, his voice tinged with a bit of fire.

"Is he your friend, Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore looked at him, thought for a moment, and nodded.

But at the same time, he also gave Grindelwald a warning look.

"I'm sorry, Connelly, I apologize to you on his behalf. ”

With that, he looked at Fudge with a calm face.

Fudge suddenly couldn't have a seizure, and in the face of Dumbledore, he had to smile and wave his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

But secretly, when Dumbledore turned his head, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Carl happened to see this scene, and couldn't help but shake his head, looked at Grindelwald beside him, and communicated silently.

You're causing trouble for Dumbledore.

Trouble?Grindelwald sneered.

If there's trouble, just kill it.