NOVEL NEXT Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 289 Fudge
Chapter 289 Fudge
The few people chatted for a long time beside the Black Lake in the Black Lake, until the moonlight rose and their stomachs were rumbling with hunger, and they finally had the intention to get up.
When they entered the foyer, they found that Minister Fudge, who had met once before, was angrily walking down the stairs. When he saw Aiwen, Fudge immediately walked towards Aiwen.
"It's crazy, it's crazy, Dumbledore actually said that the man was resurrected, and you two are the witnesses!" Minister Fudge's face twisted, "What the hell is he trying to do!"
Harry wanted to speak, but Ivan raised his hand to stop him, "I'm sorry, Minister Fudge, although I really don't want to say it, but Voldemort is really resurrected."
Although Ivan and Dumbledore have different ideas, they have the same purpose in this matter, so naturally they will not hold back.
"The mysterious man is back? Nonsense! Stop joking!" Fudge waved his hand, "I'm afraid neither of you understand what Voldemort means!"
"Shh, calm down, calm down, let's relax, Minister Fudge," Ivan said with an incomprehensible smile on his face, he lowered his voice and took a few steps towards Fudge, "Actually, Fudge, you have already believed Well, isn't it? Because Dumbledore wouldn't lie to you about this kind of thing, but... have you ever thought that Harry and I can stand up to Voldemort head-on, as long as the words come out of our mouths , how much profit can you grab?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about. You are just a little wizard." Minister Fudge took a breath.
"Yeah, I'm just a little wizard," Ivan pointed to Sirius who was standing in front of him, "Look, the Black family."
Then, Ivan called Malfoy again, and Malfoy immediately raised his cup to respect Ivan, and Ivan responded with a smile, and then said, "Look, the Malfoy family."
"Hush—and." Ivan yelled at Hufflepuff again, Hannah raised her head in confusion, and Ivan shrugged, "The Abbott family... and there, I won't Explained one by one, plus the centaur and blood race I have, Fudge, if you want to keep pretending that you don’t understand, I can let you keep pretending. I believe that Crouch should also agree with me on this matter. .”
Fudge's face was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth tightly again, then he seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice, "Ivan, I You know, you helped me once at the World Cup, so what the hell are you trying to do."
"What I want to do is very simple, that is, your Ministry of Magic will increase its efforts to hunt down Death Eaters, and don't do anything else!"
"What?" Fudge looked suspicious, this time he really didn't understand.
"Do you really think that the Aurors of your Ministry of Magic can fight against Voldemort? If you can really fight, you won't be as nervous as before." Ivan smiled and looked at Fudge, "We fight against Voldemort, and the Ministry of Magic gets Fame, isn't it a win-win situation? Do you feel like you need to worry about your own safety under Dumbledore's protection?"
There is no fool who can become the Minister of Magic. Fudge immediately understood what Aiwen meant...including the hidden meaning. If there is no win-win situation, they don't mind changing someone to be the Minister of Magic.
"Wait a minute, I think I was overwhelmed by anger just now, I think about it now, I need to talk to Dumbledore again." Fudge straightened his clothes and stood up straight, "Although it is impossible Contact the giant, but whether it's a blood-sucking... vampire, or a centaur, they will be our most reliable teammates, and Ivan, and Harry, you, "
Minister Fudge looked at Harry again, and said very seriously, "You are worthy of the highest honor of our Ministry of Magic."
With that said, Fudge turned around and strode upstairs.
Sirius watched Fudge go away, his eyes were full of contempt, and when Fudge completely disappeared on the stairs, he asked, "Why didn't you ask for the prophecy ball just now."
"Because predicting the ball is very important, Fudge and I can say that we are partners or opponents, but we are friends." Ivan replied lightly.
"Collaborator? Opponent? Friend?" Sirius chewed carefully on the meaning of Aiwen's words, looked at each other with Professor Lupine, and laughed together.
"What's so funny about this, let's eat quickly, I'm going to be hungry." Ai Wen looked helplessly at Sirius and Professor Lu Ping, completely without the Zhi Zhu just now, looking like he was about to die.
However, things are not always as smooth and stable as they thought.
Just as they were about to sit down for dinner, a small figure suddenly ran over from afar and pounced on Ai Wen.
Ashley's eyes widened. Of course she didn't mind when she was transformed into a little bat in the past, but now she is in human form, why don't you go too far!
"Come down, Gabriel, that's my place!" Ashley yelled.
"You're that vampire!" As if thinking of the terrifying appearance of fighting against Voldemort before, Gabriel shrank her neck quickly when she saw Ashley yelling at her, and then hugged Ivan's neck even tighter.
"Uh... well, stop the trouble, both of you." Aiwen looked helpless, "Gabriel, you must have something to tell me when you came here, right?"
"Mmm, Mrs. Maxim told me to call you over." Gabrielle nodded, and pointed her small hand towards the outside of the hall. Maxim's figure, which was obviously different from ordinary people, stood there very eye-catching.
Aiwen had no choice but to put down the knife and fork in his hand, and after talking to Hermione, he left Ashley with Hermione, and then was pulled by Gabriel and walked over there.
Hermione sat on the seat and looked at the scene over there vigilantly. She noticed that Ivan was surprised at first, then shook his head violently, continued to shake his head violently, and still shook his head violently, but Mrs. Maxim maintained a decent smile all the time. , Not long after, Fleur also came out, and then Hermione noticed that Ivan shook his head more violently.
Not long after they talked, Ai Wen walked towards this side with a mournful face.
"Did something happen? Aiwen, why did she follow along?" Hermione saw Fleur following all the way, her face was full of vigilance.
"You may not believe this matter." Ivan sat down, hugged Ashley in his arms, his face full of confusion, "Do you remember what I said before, there are elders in my family who live in France?" Bar?"
"Yes, so..." Hermione seemed to have thought of something, and opened her small mouth to reveal an expression of disbelief.
"That's right, it's exactly what you think," Ai Wen lay down on the table, "My grandfather's brother used to live in France, and married a Veela there, who was Furong's grandma, although he hadn't seen her for a long time. We have come and gone, but, you know..."
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(End of this chapter)
The few people chatted for a long time beside the Black Lake in the Black Lake, until the moonlight rose and their stomachs were rumbling with hunger, and they finally had the intention to get up.
When they entered the foyer, they found that Minister Fudge, who had met once before, was angrily walking down the stairs. When he saw Aiwen, Fudge immediately walked towards Aiwen.
"It's crazy, it's crazy, Dumbledore actually said that the man was resurrected, and you two are the witnesses!" Minister Fudge's face twisted, "What the hell is he trying to do!"
Harry wanted to speak, but Ivan raised his hand to stop him, "I'm sorry, Minister Fudge, although I really don't want to say it, but Voldemort is really resurrected."
Although Ivan and Dumbledore have different ideas, they have the same purpose in this matter, so naturally they will not hold back.
"The mysterious man is back? Nonsense! Stop joking!" Fudge waved his hand, "I'm afraid neither of you understand what Voldemort means!"
"Shh, calm down, calm down, let's relax, Minister Fudge," Ivan said with an incomprehensible smile on his face, he lowered his voice and took a few steps towards Fudge, "Actually, Fudge, you have already believed Well, isn't it? Because Dumbledore wouldn't lie to you about this kind of thing, but... have you ever thought that Harry and I can stand up to Voldemort head-on, as long as the words come out of our mouths , how much profit can you grab?"
"I don't understand what you are talking about. You are just a little wizard." Minister Fudge took a breath.
"Yeah, I'm just a little wizard," Ivan pointed to Sirius who was standing in front of him, "Look, the Black family."
Then, Ivan called Malfoy again, and Malfoy immediately raised his cup to respect Ivan, and Ivan responded with a smile, and then said, "Look, the Malfoy family."
"Hush—and." Ivan yelled at Hufflepuff again, Hannah raised her head in confusion, and Ivan shrugged, "The Abbott family... and there, I won't Explained one by one, plus the centaur and blood race I have, Fudge, if you want to keep pretending that you don’t understand, I can let you keep pretending. I believe that Crouch should also agree with me on this matter. .”
Fudge's face was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth tightly again, then he seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice, "Ivan, I You know, you helped me once at the World Cup, so what the hell are you trying to do."
"What I want to do is very simple, that is, your Ministry of Magic will increase its efforts to hunt down Death Eaters, and don't do anything else!"
"What?" Fudge looked suspicious, this time he really didn't understand.
"Do you really think that the Aurors of your Ministry of Magic can fight against Voldemort? If you can really fight, you won't be as nervous as before." Ivan smiled and looked at Fudge, "We fight against Voldemort, and the Ministry of Magic gets Fame, isn't it a win-win situation? Do you feel like you need to worry about your own safety under Dumbledore's protection?"
There is no fool who can become the Minister of Magic. Fudge immediately understood what Aiwen meant...including the hidden meaning. If there is no win-win situation, they don't mind changing someone to be the Minister of Magic.
"Wait a minute, I think I was overwhelmed by anger just now, I think about it now, I need to talk to Dumbledore again." Fudge straightened his clothes and stood up straight, "Although it is impossible Contact the giant, but whether it's a blood-sucking... vampire, or a centaur, they will be our most reliable teammates, and Ivan, and Harry, you, "
Minister Fudge looked at Harry again, and said very seriously, "You are worthy of the highest honor of our Ministry of Magic."
With that said, Fudge turned around and strode upstairs.
Sirius watched Fudge go away, his eyes were full of contempt, and when Fudge completely disappeared on the stairs, he asked, "Why didn't you ask for the prophecy ball just now."
"Because predicting the ball is very important, Fudge and I can say that we are partners or opponents, but we are friends." Ivan replied lightly.
"Collaborator? Opponent? Friend?" Sirius chewed carefully on the meaning of Aiwen's words, looked at each other with Professor Lupine, and laughed together.
"What's so funny about this, let's eat quickly, I'm going to be hungry." Ai Wen looked helplessly at Sirius and Professor Lu Ping, completely without the Zhi Zhu just now, looking like he was about to die.
However, things are not always as smooth and stable as they thought.
Just as they were about to sit down for dinner, a small figure suddenly ran over from afar and pounced on Ai Wen.
Ashley's eyes widened. Of course she didn't mind when she was transformed into a little bat in the past, but now she is in human form, why don't you go too far!
"Come down, Gabriel, that's my place!" Ashley yelled.
"You're that vampire!" As if thinking of the terrifying appearance of fighting against Voldemort before, Gabriel shrank her neck quickly when she saw Ashley yelling at her, and then hugged Ivan's neck even tighter.
"Uh... well, stop the trouble, both of you." Aiwen looked helpless, "Gabriel, you must have something to tell me when you came here, right?"
"Mmm, Mrs. Maxim told me to call you over." Gabrielle nodded, and pointed her small hand towards the outside of the hall. Maxim's figure, which was obviously different from ordinary people, stood there very eye-catching.
Aiwen had no choice but to put down the knife and fork in his hand, and after talking to Hermione, he left Ashley with Hermione, and then was pulled by Gabriel and walked over there.
Hermione sat on the seat and looked at the scene over there vigilantly. She noticed that Ivan was surprised at first, then shook his head violently, continued to shake his head violently, and still shook his head violently, but Mrs. Maxim maintained a decent smile all the time. , Not long after, Fleur also came out, and then Hermione noticed that Ivan shook his head more violently.
Not long after they talked, Ai Wen walked towards this side with a mournful face.
"Did something happen? Aiwen, why did she follow along?" Hermione saw Fleur following all the way, her face was full of vigilance.
"You may not believe this matter." Ivan sat down, hugged Ashley in his arms, his face full of confusion, "Do you remember what I said before, there are elders in my family who live in France?" Bar?"
"Yes, so..." Hermione seemed to have thought of something, and opened her small mouth to reveal an expression of disbelief.
"That's right, it's exactly what you think," Ai Wen lay down on the table, "My grandfather's brother used to live in France, and married a Veela there, who was Furong's grandma, although he hadn't seen her for a long time. We have come and gone, but, you know..."
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(End of this chapter)
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