One calm afternoon, Louis leisurely sipping black tea in his own yard and eating the snacks carefully prepared by the little maid, everything seemed so beautiful.

"That's life......." Louis smacked his lips and closed his eyes.

He doesn't quite understand what people who like to do things all day long think, for him, a cup of black tea, a snack, a comfortable time in the afternoon is enjoyment.

"Young Master, Dumbledore sent someone for the owl to deliver an urgent letter. The little maid walked up to Louis with a letter.

"Can't you just let me enjoy it, Linda. Louis opened his eyes depressed.

"I can dispose of this letter if you wish. The little maid replied calmly.

"Come on, tell me what's going on, or the old fellow will annoy me......" Louis said helplessly.

The little maid opened the letter, read it for a moment, and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore wants you to visit him, Potter has been accused of using magic in front of Muggles, and he wants your help." ”

"That idiot........ Did he get by his cousin and put a curse on him?" Louis said with a headache.

"There's no reason for that, but it says Potter is using a Patronus charm. The little maid replied.

"Patronus Charm?" Louis frowned, "Even if Harry wanted to scare that cousin of his, there was no need for it......... Other words........ The Dementors have appeared?"

"Young master, look ........."

"I'll go out first........" Louis got up from his recliner.

"Be careful on the road. The little maid bowed slightly.

Luis walked into a node in the Pendragon Floo network, and then used Floo Powder to make his way to the Ministry of Magic.

"Pendragon ..........," a serious voice reached Louis's ears as soon as he stepped out of the fireplace.

"Headmaster Dumbledore?" Louis looked at the person in front of him with some surprise, "Have you been waiting for me here?"

"I just came out of Fudge's office, and I guess you're almost here by now. Dumbledore said.

Louis nodded, it was similar to what he thought, Dumbledore must have been deflated by Fudge before he thought of asking him for help. And, now it seems, Fudge is getting less and less of giving Dumbledore face.

"I need your help......."

"Wait, Professor. Louis interrupted Dumbledore, "What I want to know is, did you convince Fudge?"

"Not really. Dumbledore said stiffly, "He agreed to a hearing on August 15 to determine whether Potter was at fault or not. ”

"This is the result of your fighting....... And that in the first place?"

"At first, Fudge decided to destroy Harry's wand and send him to Azkaban. There was a rare eruption of anger in Dumbledore's eyes, a far cry from his usual image of a good old man.

But yes, the clay figurines still have three points of fire. Dumbledore is already busy with Voldemort's affairs now, and Fudge, a pig teammate, not only does not help but also drags his feet, and even thinks about sending Harry to Azkaban!

"But it's a shame that you were able to convince Fudge, he's notoriously tough. Luis said with some admiration.

Fudge now completely regarded Dumbledore as his enemy. He believed that Dumbledore had been advocating that Voldemort had come back so that everyone else would support him, and that he would be able to kick him out of his position as Minister of Magic.

For Fudge, the position of Minister of Magic is everything, and it is no wonder that he does not trouble Dumbledore.

And this time Harry showed such a big flaw, to be honest, Fudge could have forcibly grabbed this and destroyed Harry's wand. However, he was actually persuaded by Dumbledore, knowing that next time he might not have such a good chance.

"I didn't convince him. Dumbledore said.

"But didn't you just say that he agreed to a hearing to come to the verdict?" asked Louis, puzzled.

"I told him that if he was going to send Harry to Azkaban, then I would let him know that I didn't know how to use the Dark Arts, that I just didn't want to use it. Dumbledore said with a calm face.

Louis smiled awkwardly, it seemed that it was not the right time to joke with Dumbledore, otherwise he would throw a curse on himself in case he caused this old fellow......... To be honest, he didn't have the confidence to face this old guy head-on.

"Where do you say you need my help?"

"You know, the MPs at the hearing didn't have that good relationship with me........ And I can't threaten them, so ........," Dumbledore said helplessly.

Although he is the most powerful white wizard, it can be said that there are very few people in the wizarding world who can beat him alone, and even a dozen are no problem. But because he is a white wizard, he has to follow the rules, and he can't do whatever he wants like Voldemort.

"I see, I'll be present at the hearing as Pendragon's representative. Louis nodded.

This is just a small matter for him, and looking at Dumbledore's appearance, he is not really unable to handle it himself, but his real energy has to be focused on dealing with Voldemort, and he really has no time to worry about such troublesome little things.

"I thought you'd go and talk to Fudge directly, but I didn't expect you to attend the hearing in person......." Dumbledore said with some surprise.

"Originally, it would have been nice to just tell Fudge directly. "But now it is clear that the Pendragon family is not going to support him, but to support you." ”

Fudge was now on the verge of a collapse of his sanity, and if he hadn't repeatedly confirmed that he wasn't under the Imperius Curse several times, he couldn't help but suspect that he had become Voldemort's puppet. ”

"Don't Fudge even believe in the family that supported him as Minister of Magic...... It seems that he is really completely obsessed......." Dumbledore muttered to himself.

"That's right, he's gone crazy now and fully thinks you're going to steal his place. Also, I am considered to be evidence of an agreement between Pendragon and you, who is close to you. Louis said with a sigh.

"That hearing .........."

"Don't worry, Professor. Louis smiled and said, "Although Fudge is crazy, it doesn't mean that the members of the council are also crazy." ”

Those councillors weren't Fudge's loyal men, they were just a bunch of guys who would lick their faces if they had an interest. For them, as long as Louis throws a little advantage, even if they secretly beat Fudge.