Back in Gringotts Hall, William saw an unexpected man, Minister Fudge.

He was sitting on the couch in the hall, chatting with Hermione and Annie.

William frowned, how could he be here?

It was absolutely impossible to coincide that William had chosen a time to eat at Gringotts to avoid the large crowd.

And at the door, there were a few Aurors, and the minister was obviously here to block them.

The kidnapping of the Dementors?

Hermione glanced at William from afar, and gave him a reassuring look, the girl had probably just said something.

When William approached, Fudge stood up and reproached him in an elder's eager tone, "William, won't you tell me when you go back to England?" ”

"It's not a big deal, Mr. Minister." William smiled.

"Of course it's a big deal, you did such a great thing in France...... I just talked to Hermione a bit, tsk...... It's really interesting. Fudge smiled.

"Let's go, let's move to a more comfortable place, Gringotts is not a good place to talk." Fudge blinked and whispered, "These damn misers, they're not going to like us!" ”

The group walked through Diagon Alley to the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Tom, the barkeeper, immediately appeared, his back bent and his wrinkled, toothless face lifted into a flattering smile.

William only now realizes that Tom's survival is a medical miracle! With the same name as the Dark Lord, isn't this looking for death?

Could it be that Old Tom is also a great wizard of the Dumbledore level, but he is hidden and low-key?!

The wizards around saw William and Hermione and immediately buzzed with excitement. There were even people who rushed up to shake hands.

The Aurors immediately stopped the group of wizards who had no sight and assumed the guise of bodyguards. If you wear a suit, wearing sunglasses is more like it.

As we all know, the duty of the Aurors is not to catch criminals, but to be personal bodyguards!

"Ask for a private room, Tom. The kind that didn't bother anyone. Fudge said bluntly.

"Yes, Minister!" Tom said, "What are you going to drink?" Beer? Brandy? ”

"Let's have some small pots of tea." "Eight potions masters have made it themselves, and I've been hooked on this one lately," Fudge said. ”

Tom led the group down the narrow passage, and then they entered a small seat. Tom flicked his fingers, and a fire was lit in the fireplace; He bowed and left.

Several Aurors stood guard at the door.

"Sit down, you little ones." Fudge pointed to the three chairs beside the fire.

Fudge took off his pinstriped robe, tossed it aside, and sat down across from the trio.

Tom, the owner of the bar, reappeared, bringing in a delicate little pot of tea and roasted gluten from a tray.

He put the tray on the table, left the seat, and closed the door with him.

"Come on, have you had dinner?" Fudge said, pouring out the tea.

The three nodded, but didn't touch the charred gluten.

"I'm still too busy to eat, I'm not afraid you know, the Ministry of Magic has been in a mess lately."

Fudge sighed and buttered his baked gluten, topped it with ketchup, and added burgers. It's a bit like a small burger made by the old eight secrets.

Seeing William's stomach for a while, he regretted eating so much for dinner.

"Blake's prison break, the construction of the Quidditch World Cup venue, the disappearance of the Dementors...... Oh, what a disaster!

This year has definitely been the toughest in history. Fudge took a bite of the burger.

"Fortunately, Arya's mad woman didn't attack London, and chose Paris." The minister gloated.

William just listened, waiting for Fudge to get into the subject.

"Tell me about Paris, William?" Fudge didn't go around in circles too much.

"Mr. Scamander was arrested, and Cregan then issued a national arrest warrant for you...... Dumbledore came to me and asked me to speak to the French Ministry of Magic.

No way...... It can't just be like Clegane said, you and he are in perfect harmony......" Fudge said sharply.

"I wonder if there's something hidden here?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Minister...... I didn't understand? William looked puzzled.

"Kid, the French Ministry of Magic is using you." Fudge looked furious.

"France caught the wrong man, you were merciful to save Paris, and they used you in turn to maintain the reputation of the Ministry of Magic, I have never seen such a brazen guy!

You should stand up and expose them boldly. Fudge agitated.

William sighed slightly, this is a typical look at the excitement is not a big deal.

Using William as a tool man and letting him charge into the battle to expose the bad things of the French Ministry of Magic will definitely divert everyone's attention from Blake.

Then take the opportunity to stir up a wave of national sentiment...... Fudge Trump.

"But! I don't think what we do in France matters. Hermione couldn't help but say. That's all in the past, and catching Blake is the most important thing now. ”

Fudge squinted at Hermione. "Are you blaming the Ministry of Magic, kid?"

Hermione took William's hand, feeling the temperature of the boy's palm, and after a moment, the girl's hand stopped shaking, she plucked up her courage, looked directly at the Minister of Magic, and said loudly:

"Yes, I'm really accusing the Ministry of Magic of inaction. You shouldn't waste your time searching for the truth about Paris, or reporting on my relationship with William! ”

William immediately nodded in agreement, indicating his attitude. If you put it in words, it would probably be: "I am the same!" ”

"You two are still young and don't understand, of course this matter is important."

Fudge didn't care about Hermione's rudeness, he was now begging someone, where was the qualification to be angry.

"We have a Dementor missing in France...... Did you know? ”

"Yes, of course we know, the Dementors attacked us!" Hermione said politely.

"Oh what, oops......" Fudge panicked, "I don't know...... The Dementors didn't say anything...... They only say that they were driven by the French Aurors......"

Fudge really didn't seem to know, and there was a flustered look on his face.

After a while, he loosened his neckline and said with difficulty: "I will inquire about this matter."

But it confirmed my suspicions.

Let's be honest with you, Dementors, like puppies, are docile and never attack wizards. ”

William bowed slightly, as he could testify that the Dementors were indeed docile, docile as Anne's big black dog.

Fudge looked at William and nodded, and smiled in relief: "So how could it be so coincidental that the Dementors attacked you?" It must have been deliberately guided by the French Ministry of Magic.

They take the opportunity to capture the Dementors and then break the news to Rita about the dead woman...... Scheming! ”

Hermione squeezed William's hand, and William coughed lightly, trying not to show himself out of the ordinary.

In fact, it was William who broke the news to Rita, and he was the one who captured the Dementors.

Fudge stubbornly identified it as France, what could William say, and tell Fudge that he did it?

William, of course, would not be so stupid, so he had to echo with a "mmmmmmmmmm

Fudge seemed to get angrier and angrier the more he spoke, and he squeezed the burger in his hand, splashing the butter all over him.

"Why didn't Blake flee to France instead of another country...... The French Ministry of Magic is granting political asylum to Blake!

The whole thing is all behind the scenes of the French Ministry of Magic! ”

Fudge continued: "I'm staring at the things in Paris, just to expose the dark face of the French Ministry of Magic and put pressure on them, so that they will compromise and hand over Black!"

It's that simple! ”

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If William hadn't experienced the whole thing, he would probably have been really fooled by Fudge's rhetoric.

"Why would the French Ministry of Magic do this?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"Why? We're going to host the Quidditch World Cup next year, and we're investing a lot of money and betting on the national games.

The French Ministry of Magic wants to sabotage us, and it's better to let Quidditch cancel it! Fudge said angrily.

"Aren't we friendly countries with France?" Anne on the side asked suspiciously.

"The Muggle government signed the Treaty on European Union two years ago, and the EU will enter into force in November this year......"

"yes, yes...... The Muggle government joined the European Union. Fudge smiled disdainfully, "Because we can make a mess of it when we go in."

Let's put it this way, boy, whether it's the Muggle government or the Ministry of Magic, our foreign policy has been the same goal for the last five hundred years – to create a divided Europe!

We provoked the Germans to fight the French, the French to fight the Italians, and the Italians to fight the Dutch.

We engage in regional blackness, milk law, scolding German sticks, and spraying Su powder...... Ahem, in short, there is no good wizard in France! ”

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