Fudge's voice sounded hoarse, and it seemed like he was really in a hurry.

"I really didn't sleep well yesterday, and when Umbridge informed me about it, I got out of bed all at once, and my mind was full of this kind of thing."

But Dumbledore was not carried into the ditch by his impatience, he just helped himself and quietly watched Fudge perform.

Even, he also expressed some of his own opinions:

"If you really can't sleep, we have a number one potions master, and I can ask him to help make a little dreamless sleep potion."

The old principal said unhurriedly, looking also caring.

"It works so well that you just need a small glass or add it to your favorite drink to get a good night's sleep."

"This ......"

Fudge, on the other hand, was suddenly a little stunned.

After being interrupted by Dumbledore, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Just looking at it, he happened to meet Dumbledore's kind gaze.

This is obviously a generous centenarian old man, but with the title of 'the strongest wizard in the world', Fudge feels that all the calculations in his heart have been seen through.

He couldn't help but hold on to his hat, and his body trembled.

"This ...... That's not necessary. ”

Fudge said with an awkward smile.

"Although the dreamless sleeping agent is expensive, I can still afford it."

"Whew...... Such. ”

And Dumbledore also looked like he had a sudden realization.

"I thought the Ministry of Magic was in a very difficult situation, and the Minister couldn't even afford potions, so it looks like the Ministry of Magic has recovered from the scourge it once had."

"Ah yes, yes."

Dumbledore's words sounded uneventful, but Fudge took out a towel and began to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The two sides looked at each other and began to laugh in unison.

"Anyway, looking at the way Albus looks like you, there must not be any major problems at the school, right?"

"Naturally, in fact, it was just some ordinary riots before, Connelly, you also studied in Hogwarts, you should know that the forest has always hidden secrets with time and history."

"Ah, yes, yes, there's really everything in that forest."

Fudge said with a smile.

He clutched his top hat and looked like he was really missing something.

But it didn't take long for him to finally return to the original topic.

"Anyway, I don't want to say anything else, Albus, the news about Hogwarts seems to have spread overnight."

As Fudge said that, an owl suddenly flew towards the open window of the headmaster's room, and under the watchful eyes of the Minister of Magic and the old headmaster, it confidently dropped a newspaper and walked away.

"Well, it looks like today's newspaper has been delivered."

Glancing at Fudge's relieved expression, Dumbledore slowly shifted his gaze to the newspaper on his desk.

The Daily Prophet, and the headline at the beginning is a catchy word: Werewolf.

And the full title is:

Werewolves in Hogwarts?! Is the school where the strongest wizard sits really as safe as we think?

You don't even have to look at this eye-catching title to know that it was written by a graduate of their Hogwarts: Rita Skeeter.

"Hmm...... Looks like the news is getting pretty fast, isn't it? ”

Dumbledore's voice still showed that ease and cheerfulness, but Fudge felt that he could not be deceived by this appearance.

Soon, Dumbledore's casual words made his heart rise to his throat.

"Interesting, isn't it? Even what happened last night appeared in the newspapers this morning, and it seems that the whole wizarding world is changing with each passing day. ”

Fudge thought that this should never be taken as a compliment, and he even vaguely felt some kind of pressure, and his heart was beating hard.

He didn't speak, just waited quietly for Dumbledore to finish.

And sure enough, the old principal calmly threw out his question:

"Connelly, what do you think of this?"

He didn't even come up with any inducing words, as if he was simply asking for something.

"I ......"

Fudge knew it was time to make his own decisions.

Dumbledore has actually already made a statement, just waiting for him to make a decision!

"I think there's a lot of hidden meaning in this."

After a moment's hesitation, the Minister of Magic whispered.

"The news spread so fast that by the time I came to my senses, the Daily Prophet had already reacted, and they had received a similar anonymous report, and I felt like there was a hand behind it."

Looking tentatively at Dumbledore, Fudge said.

"So, I want to know what the hell happened last night."

"Yesterday was just an ordinary Forbidden Forest riot."

"The Werewolf Thing......"

"Werewolf riots are real, they even hurt our school administrators."

Dumbledore spoke.

"However, they did not leave the Forbidden Forest, and in the end, the centaurs suppressed them."

"However, it doesn't seem like it was a full moon night last night, and there shouldn't be any loss of reason for the werewolves."

Fudge asked tentatively.

"Is it because of the werewolf ......?"

"No, Connelly, I can vouch for my reputation that the werewolves of the Forbidden Forest have absolutely no ill will, they have lived in the Forbidden Forest for thousands of years, and have always lived with the horses."

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Actually, I've hired an expert to investigate this."

Dumbledore smiled at Fudge's puzzled gaze.

"Whether it's an expert on magical beasts or a researcher of beasts, I happen to have a good relationship with them."

"That's ......"

Fudge couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.

When Dumbledore talked about his friends, the first thing that came to Fudge's mind was the older players who were also white-bearded, in their hundreds, or almost two hundred.

Those men had eaten more salt than he had ever eaten noodles, and Fudge certainly wasn't bored.

"So, about the Werewolf invasion of Hogwarts......"

"It's nothing."

Dumbledore denied this outright, which made Fudge feel a little embarrassed.

And Dumbledore wouldn't let him suffer.

"Of course I won't let you go back, Connelly, you can investigate the situation inside the school, so that we can prove that what we say is true, and that some slander against Hogwarts is unfounded."

"The werewolves in the Forbidden Forest......

"I must warn you, Connelly, that even I am unwilling to go deep into the dark forests of Hogwarts, not even Tom...... Are you sure you're going to that kind of place? ”