"No, I don't need to explain, I didn't blame you, just pay attention next time."

Fudge pinched his swollen eyebrows, and his fleshy nose was greasy on the palm of his hand.

He knew that he still had too few people at his disposal, and that was certainly not a subordinate who could follow the orders of the Minister of Magic, but someone who could do something less glamorous for Cornelius Fudge.

Of the few jujubes, Umbridge is certainly not the most capable, but all indications suggest that she is probably the least of them.

In terms of use, there is no lower limit, but it is an advantage.

I had just been arguing with a bunch of old and young foxes for a long time, which made Fudge a little irritable. It is foreseeable that as the nominal top decision-maker in England, if he can't think of a way, he can only go up and carry the pot himself.

The problem is that the pot is not only black and shiny, but also full of alchemical bombs, and God knows what kind of trigger will blow him off the throne of the Minister of Magic.

For a promising official who is not yet 100 years old, he simply cannot bear the fact that his political life ends "early" like this.

To be honest, Fudge regretted it, he wanted to put Dumbledore on the cusp and take advantage of the opportunity, but he really didn't expect that the wind and waves would be so big that it would not only drown Hogwarts, but even the whole of England.

The eyes of the world were on him, and Fudge felt a fire burning beneath him, and he couldn't sit still.

Alas, if only a dark wizard had attacked the Ministry of Magic at this time, the valiant minister would have been able to take a small wound while repelling the enemy, so it would be logical to rest for a while.

Fudge sighed silently, his listless gaze sweeping back and forth in the office with a lot of objects, unfocused.

As his gaze swept over the pink ball that was still standing in place, Fudge sighed again, this stupid woman was really useless, the last time she took a Dementor to stop the Hogwarts Express, she was easily pressed to the ground and rubbed, losing the face of the Ministry of Magic in front of the children.

The boy of the Scamander family is even more hateful, knowing that he is an agent of the Ministry of Magic but he has no mercy at all, and the meaning of his words seems to be that it is not the fugitive dark wizard who disturbs Britain, but his own subordinates.

He is a dignified Minister of Magic, and his subordinates are not as good as dark wizards? Or does he Fudge have a dark wizard under him?

…… There are ...... under his command Dark wizard?

Fudge's eyes lit up at Umbridge, it's not impossible......

"Dolores, can I trust you?"

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With the Christmas holidays approaching, the colder Scotland ushered in the third snowfall of the year, and the north wind playfully knocked on the windows, squeezed through the cracks of the doors, exhaled a cool breath into the necks of the children, and disappeared again.

Since the attack, the atmosphere in the castle has been a bit dull, especially the Ministry of Magic's delay in dealing with the results, which has made the British more and more dissatisfied, not to mention the young wizards who are in the wind, on the one hand, righteous indignation, and on the other hand, self-endangerment.

Dark magic damage is dark magic damage, and unlike ordinary injuries, although Romida has been cured and discharged from the hospital, no matter how skilled Madam Pomfrey is, she will not be able to restore her acid-damaged skin. ….

A week ago, the girl couldn't resist the pressure in her heart and went through the procedures for suspension, but after all this time, the Ministry of Magic's trial of the dark wizard has not yet been resolved.

Yes, the **** Los, who committed such a cruel act, was a former classmate, and now he is an out-and-out dark wizard in the hearts of the children.

……

"Dark wizard?! How is that possible?"

Hermione exclaimed in disbelief, feeling that the news she had just heard was too dramatic.

"Of course, it is possible that the people who use black magic are dark wizards, and those accused by the Ministry of Magic are also dark wizards, not to mention that this accusation is still from the Minister of Magic."

Aini changed into slippers, and his coat skilfully slipped out of his owner's body and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

For nearly a month, the Hogwarts attack has captured the attention of the entire wizarding world.

In nature, what Tran did was really bad, and the non-heavy punishment was not enough to outrage the people; From a legal point of view, there is a precedent for a long time, no need to beep more, Azkaban is good.

Although there is no systematic "Juvenile Wizard Protection Law" in the wizarding world, as long as you can learn magic, you will have the ability to act autonomously and be responsible for it.

But the problem is that Tran is only thirteen years old after all, and at this time, the attack has just happened, and the agitated people will choose to ignore it, but when the situation slowly subsides, there is no way to catch up with the introduction, and a bunch of keyboard warriors will bring up the old story again, and pour dirty water on the executor.

"Conscientious" Minister Dafuji is a person who cherishes feathers, but he can't get rid of this pot, otherwise he will inevitably fall into a name that is not responsible, and that is the real prestige.

I couldn't think of a way to do both, so I had to put it off for a while.

Three days earlier, there had been another discussion, and Ani had thought that he would continue to waste half a day, as he had done six times before, but although no definite conclusion had been reached at the meeting, Fudge had announced that he would preside over the trial of Tran today.

He, the responsible Minister Fudge, will not delay.

Hermione also wondered that the "not greedy" minister had changed his temper, and as a result, Ani returned to Hogwarts today, not only bringing the results of Tran's treatment, but also breaking big news.

The Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was attacked in the early hours of the morning, but the Aurors led by Dolores Umbridge, the head of the Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, were able to repel the intruding Dark Wizard, but the Minister was also seriously injured in the attack and needed some time to recuperate.

During this time, Ms. Umbridge, who had been promoted to Deputy Minister of Magic, was temporarily replaced by Ms. Umbridge until Fudge recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

"It's outrageous that the Daily Prophet didn't report on such a big thing."

The girl picked up today's newspaper with a muttering mouth, but saw Rita Skeeter, who was still standing on the front page in the morning, quietly moved the second page at some point, and gave the page to Minister Fudge who was lying on the hospital bed.

"The news released by the Ministry of Magic before the trial, the newspaper office is moving quite quickly."

Sitting next to Hermione on the couch, Aini handed the other party a glass of Lin Lu, poured the remaining juice from the bottle into his mouth, and glanced at the contents of the layout with disdain.

Today's trial has changed from the procrastination style of the past, and the efficiency is amazing, and all the processes were completed in less than half an hour.

Not surprisingly, Tran was sent to Azkaban, which was an explanation.

As for the rest, whether it is the news of the attack on the minister that was announced before the trial, or the unusually quick response of the Daily Prophet without being aware of it beforehand, it is quite intriguing.

Claw