Harry wondered if they were getting closer to the reason for Scrimgeour's visit.

Scrimgeour wanted to talk to him, which Harry didn't think was any different from the guy who couldn't remember his name and had to help him publish a book.

They were all nuisances, especially those who had gone to great lengths to interview him, and they were definitely the worst in Harry's eyes.

In fact, it was difficult for Harry to have any affection for the Ministry of Magic, and it had to be said that it was definitely due to Fudge and Umbridge.

At Hogwarts, the name of the pink toad is no joke, but you can imagine how ...... Umbridge really is

Annoying?

And Fudge, Harry will never forget Fudge's transformation, and it's hard to say how happy he could have been to be someone who had been under suspicion for a whole year and then had been described as crazy in the newspapers.

And this sentiment naturally continues to the current Ministry of Magic, in essence, it is just a policy change, but in essence, what is the face of the Ministry of Magic......

“...... I think Dumbledore has discussed these things with you, right?" Scrimgeour didn't say much, and asked directly.

This made Harry feel very complicated, and he had to admit that Scrimgeour was the main battle faction, naturally, they could be divided into their camp, but in fact, many of Scrimgeour's practices Harry didn't agree with, as well as Dumbledore, in the resolution of many things, Scrimgeour and Dumbledore were at odds in concept.

It's not just Hogwarts, it's everywhere now, especially if there's the Order of the Phoenix.

A recognized regime could not tolerate a powerful fighting organization that could not be controlled, and in fact, Harry never thought that the Minister of Magic would be unaware of the existence of the Order of the Phoenix.

Van Lin had told Harry that there had never been one between the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, and that they might be able to coexist in the face of Voldemort's threat, but in fact......

Harry carefully weighed whether he should lie or not.

He saw small footprints left by the goblin around the flower bed and a torn piece of cloth on the ground, where Fred had grabbed the goblin, who was now hanging from the Christmas tree in a tutu.

In the end, he decided to tell the truth...... Or part of the truth.

"Yes, we discussed. Harry said hesitantly.

"We've talked about it, we've talked about it......" Scrimgeour said. Harry saw Scrimgeour squinting at him out of the corner of his eye, and he pretended to be interested in a goblin sticking out of a bag from under a frozen rhododendron.

"And what did Dumbledore tell you, Harry?"

"I'm sorry, it's between me and him," Harry said. He tried to keep his voice as kind as possible, and Scrimgeour spoke in a light, friendly tone, "Oh, sure, if it's a credit issue, then you don't have to leak it...... No, no...... But anyway, does it really matter if you're the real man or not?"

In fact, Harry hated the title, what a true son, the chosen one...... Savior......

For Harry, this was definitely not an endorsement, he had heard the prophecy, and at the same time, he knew that it was Voldemort's choice, in fact, the current situation had nothing to do with him.

Harry pondered for a few seconds before answering.

"I don't know what you mean, Minister. ”

"Well, of course, that's going to be very important to you," Scrimgeour said with a laugh. "But to the whole wizarding community...... It's just a feeling, isn't it? It's a belief that that's important. ”

Harry didn't speak. He felt like he had a vague idea of what they were talking about, but he wasn't prepared to help Scrimgeour achieve it.

The goblin under the azalea was digging for bugs at the roots of the flower, and Harry stared at it.

"You know, people believe you're the real thing," Scrimgeour said.

"They think you must be that hero - of course Harry, you're a hero whether you're true or not! How many times have you faced that Adversary by name?" anyway," he continued, without waiting for Harry's answer, "the point is, to many people you are a symbol of hope, Harry. People want someone who can, even destined, go and destroy the demon who can't even be named—well, of course that can be an inspiration to people, and I can't help but feel that once you realize that, you're going to take it as, um, almost your obligation, to stand with the Ministry of Magic and inspire everyone. ”

The goblin had just managed to catch a bug. Now he's dragging it hard, trying to get it out of the frozen ground.

Harry was silent for a long time, uninterested, or even disgusted, by Scrimgeour's words.

What others think?

I'm sorry, maybe I haven't been this great in a long time.

Now, it's just that Voldemort is Harry's enemy, and no one has the power to win this war with one blow, and it's none of the others, and Harry doesn't want to think about anyone else.

Harry just wanted to keep himself alive, but Voldemort kept looking for trouble.

Scrimgeour looked at Harry, then at the goblins, and said, "Funny little one, isn't it? But what are you trying to say, Harry?"

"I'm not sure exactly what you want," Harry said slowly, "'side with the Ministry of Magic'...... What does this mean?"

"Oh, well, it's not a burden at all, I assure you," Scrimgeour said. "For example, if you go in and out of the Ministry of Magic every now and then, you can make a positive impression. Of course, while you're there, you'll have ample opportunity to come into contact with my successor, Gawain Robaz, who is now the head of the Auror office. Dolores Umbridge told me you want to be an Auror in the future. Well, that's easy to arrange—"

Harry felt anger churn deep in his stomach: So Umbridge is still in the Ministry of Magic, isn't it?

It was definitely not something to bear, and in fact, Umbridge should not have been brought out of the Forbidden Forest by Dumbledore.

"So fundamentally," Harry made his voice sound like he was trying to sort out a few facts, "you want to give people the impression that I work for the Ministry of Magic?"

"Everybody would be cheered up if they felt you were more involved in our work, Harry," Scrimgeour sounded relieved to see Harry understand so quickly.

"'Great,' you know...... It's all about giving people hope and making them feel that exciting things are happening......"

"But if I keep going in and out of the Ministry," Harry still tried to keep his tone friendly, "wouldn't I look like I approve of everything the Ministry of Magic has decided?"

This is really unacceptable, especially with the Ministry of Magic.

"Well," Scrimgeour frowned, "Well, yes, that's part of what we want from you—"

"Perhaps, you're looking for the wrong person. Harry said, "Actually, it's useless for you to come to me, maybe you can convince Dumbledore or Verlin that either one can help the Ministry of Magic much more than I do." ”

"What do you think?" Scrimgeour looked at Harry strangely, "I can understand Dumbledore, and that Van Lin is probably just a ......."

"A shrewd imp. "Maybe Miss Umbridge still hates him, but in fact, there may be things you don't know too well, Minister Scrimthour." ”

"I don't know? What is it?" Scrimgeour asked puzzled, for Van Lin, except for a brief contact at the Quidditch World Cup, it can be said that Scrimgeour has no memory of Van Lin.

All the focus of the Ministry of Magic is now on Harry and Dumbledore, who cares if Vanlin, Hermione, or Neville or whatever?

"That is, someone who was able to hurt Voldemort and save me from the hands of the Death Eaters several times. ”

"Hurt Voldemort?" Scrimgeour said, "Is this true?"

"As you can see, I think I can stand here and talk to you, and I really owe it to my good friend. Harry said, looking at Scrimgeour with burning eyes.

"So, he'll agree to ......"

"His maternal grandparents are also the Minister of Magic, and in the East, I think, that's what interests you more, isn't it?"

"So, where is he? There...... I didn't see him. Scrimgeour said.

"However, I advise you, Secretary Scrimthour, that I hope you will be able to recognize some facts. ”

"What fact? Would you or your friend agree ......?"

"No, I don't think that's going to work, and I'm sure Van Lin won't agree either, he's a man with a lot of ideas. Harry said pleasantly. "You see, I don't like some of the things the Ministry of Magic is doing right now. For example, the arrest of Stan Sampak. ”

Scrimgeour was silent for a moment, but the expression on his face became more grim.

"I don't expect you or anyone else to understand," he couldn't hold back the anger in his voice like Harry did, "these are dangerous times, and something has to be done. You're only sixteen—"

"Dumbledore is far more than sixteen, and he doesn't think Stan should be imprisoned in Azkaban," Harry immediately countered. "You're making Stan a scapegoat, which in itself is a pointless thing to do, like trying to make me your mascot!"

They looked at each other for a long time, steadfastly. Finally Scrimgeour stopped pretending to be friendly and said, "I see. Do you prefer - like your hero Dumbledore - to leave with the magic part?"

"I don't want to be taken advantage of," Harry said.

"Some people will say that it is your responsibility to be used by the Ministry of Magic!"

"Yes, but others will say it's your responsibility to check if people are real Death Eaters before throwing them in prison!" Harry was angry. "You're repeating the mistakes of Barty Crouch. You people have always been a fool, haven't you? When Fudge was here, people were murdered under his nose, and he still had to whitewash the peace, and when you were there, you threw innocent people into prison and pretended to have some real destiny for you!"

"So you're not the real thing?" said Scrimgeur. "I remember you said it doesn't matter anyway, right?"

Harry smiled bitterly, "It doesn't matter to you, anyway......"

"I shouldn't have said that," Scrimgeour said right away. "Something is wrong—"

"No, that's true," Harry said. "The only thing you said to me! You don't care if I live or die, you care about me convincing people that you are going to win the war against Voldemort. I have not forgotten that the minister ...... "He raised his right fist, and the scar on the back of his cold hand that Umbridge had forced him to carve was somewhat whitish, and it read: I can't lie."

"I don't remember last year when I said that when Voldemort came back, you ran out to defend me. Last year, the Ministry of Magic didn't seem to be so enthusiastic about forming an alliance with me. "They stood there, as cold as the ground. The goblin had finally pulled out the worm and was leaning against the bottom branch of the rhododendron bush and sucking its meal merrily.

"What does Dumbledore want to do?" Scrimgeour asked abruptly. "Where did he go when he wasn't at school?"

"I don't know," Harry said.

"Even if you knew, you wouldn't tell me," Scrimgeour said, "huh?"

"Yes, I won't. ”

"Well, then, I'll see if I can't find out otherwise. ”

"You can try," Harry said coldly. "But you seem smarter than Fudge, and I thought you learned a lesson from Fudge. He had tried to interfere with Hogwarts. As you may have noticed, he's no longer a minister, and Dumbledore is still the Headmaster. If I were you, I wouldn't interfere with Dumbledore. And, I want to advise you, and that's what my good friends often say to me, recognize the reality, minister......" Harry paused.

"The Ministry of Magic isn't safe, in fact, Azkaban has been destroyed, isn't it?"

There was a long silence.

"Well, it's clear he's done a great job of portraying you," Scrimgeur's eyes behind his metal-rimmed glasses looked cold and stern, "You're Dumbledore's man from head to toe, aren't you, Potter?"

"Not really. Harry thought for a moment, "I don't think I need to be anyone, I just want to be me, so to speak, an independent ...... Wizard?"

"Is that really the case?" asked Scrimgeour solemnly.

Of course, I think Dumbledore would have answered the same way. Harry said, "Actually, Voldemort is nothing more than a trouble-seeking fuck-out to me, and it just so happens that this bastard is so powerful that many people can't kill him together, and by some coincidence...... I don't know why, maybe it was luck, but the gap was obvious, so we had to walk together, whether it was Dumbledore or the Ministry of Magic. ”

"Of course, but you ......" Scrimgeour opened his mouth, then thought of the lazy mess Fudge had given him, and it was obvious that it was definitely a job that would make everyone's head hard.

The wizarding world is far less peaceful than it is in the Daily Prophet's Daily, and capturing the Death Eaters is simply not enough with the current power of the Aurors, and, for a long time, the factional strife ......

Strictly speaking, Scrimgeour himself is a representative of a faction, like the boy in front of him, representing himself?

That's not wrong, but in any case, in the eyes of others, they are labeled.

"So, you're not going to help the Ministry of Magic?"

"Again, Minister, I don't think it's useful, in fact, I'm glad that we don't have to hide it, at least for now. Harry said, then bowed to Scrimgeour.

"I don't agree with you, but it's a pleasure to see you here, Mr. Minister, at least we're not enemies, and certainly not friends. ”