Chapter 1040

"What do you say?" The prime minister looked at fudge incredulously.

"Fugui took a deep breath and went out," my prime minister, I am very sorry to tell you that he is back. The devil head, which can't even be mentioned by name, is back. "

"Come back? You say 'come back' He's still alive? I mean... ""

The prime minister groped in his memory the details of the terrible conversation three years ago, when Fugui said everyone was afraid of the wizard, who had mysteriously disappeared 15 years ago after committing more than a thousand horrific crimes.

"Yes, still alive," said faggy, a little decadent, like a ball of air, and the whole man was a little paralyzed.

"That's I don't know If a person cannot be killed, does it mean he is alive? I don't really understand the word, Dumbledore doesn't explain it - but he has a body that can walk, talk and kill people, so I think, for our discussion to go on, right, he's alive, I saw him with my own eyes, in my ministry of magic. "

The prime minister did not know what to say, but with the long-standing habit of wanting to show insight on all the topics under discussion, he began to search for any details he could remember in his previous conversation.

"Is Sirius Black following - er - the devil whose name cannot be mentioned?"

"Black? Black? " "Fudge turned his hat fast and said in a state of annoyance.

"Sirius Black Oh, no It was all years ago. It turns out that Sirius Black is innocent. He is not the person around that person. He works for Dumbledore. In the Ministry of magic, he also participates in the fight with that man... " Fudge turned the hat faster, and generally said, "all facts point to this - we have more than 50 witnesses - but anyway, the man is back It's hard to deal with, and we've caught a few of his men, but Azkaban Well, it's not a difficult thing, for that person... ""

To his surprise, a glimmer of pity on the prime minister's face flashed. But the prime minister immediately disguised it, and he thought that although he might not be better than fudge in showing it from the fireplace, he would not have let a murder happen in the government department under his jurisdiction Anyway, it's not yet

The prime minister touched his wooden table secretly, and then foggy went on, "but we just mentioned black by the way. The key is that we are in war, prime minister, we must take measures. "

"In the war?" The prime minister repeated nervously. "It must be a bit of a exaggeration."

"The devil who can't even mention his name now has a group of followers, you know, they escaped from Azkaban in January," said faggi, increasingly hastily, turning his hat so fast, looking like a gray green fuzzy ball. "Since they have been free, they have begun to create a disaster of retaliation. Brodale bridge - he did, prime minister, who threatened to die if I didn't give him way, there would be a lot of Muggles to die, and This time, he was not only surrounded by these jailbreak madmen, but also some worse things... ""

"What is it?"

"They exist in your legend."

"In fact, if nothing happens, you're included in it." The prime minister said, "what is that!"

"Vampires, werewolves, if possible, a lot of dark creatures and giants..."

"My God, what are these!" The prime minister said in shock, but then he reacted, "so So it's your fault to say that the deaths of those people Exactly, are these terrible monsters? But I had to answer that it was rust on the wire and the expansion joint was corroded, and I didn't know what else! " The prime minister said in a rage.

"My fault!" "And fudge blushed." will you yield to extortion like that? "

"Maybe not," the Prime Minister stood up and strode in the house, "but I will do my best to live with the blackmailer before he commits any such atrocities."

"Do you really think I didn't do every effort?" Said faggy fiercely. "Auro of every tribe has been looking for - and is looking for and chasing his followers, but we happen to talk about the most powerful wizard ever, a wizard who has escaped from chasing for almost 30 years."

"So I think you're going to tell me, the hurricane he made in the southwest?" Every step the prime minister takes, his temper becomes bigger. It is outrageous to find out why all these terrible disasters have occurred, but not to be published to the public; it is almost worse than blaming the government.

"It's not a hurricane," said faggy sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" The prime minister stamped his feet and shouted. "The trees were uprooted, the roof ripped, the street lamp posts bent, and the terrible casualties were --"

"that was done by the death eaters," said Fugui. "The follower of the devil head who can't even mention his name. And We suspect that giants are involved. "The prime minister stopped him as if he had hit an invisible wall.

"What's involved?"

Fudge gave a bitter smile. "Last time he used giants for grand effects. Misleading the office to work day and night, we have a team of memory cancellers to modify the memories of Muggles who see the real situation. Almost all the members of the magic animal management and control department are busy in Somerset, but we can't find the giant - it's a disaster. "

"Is that true?" Said the prime minister furiously.

"I don't deny that morale in the Ministry is very low now," fudge said. "Besides that, we lost Amelia bones."

"Who has been lost?"

"Amelia burns. Director of the legal enforcement division. We think it's the devil who can't even name her, because she's a very talented wizard, and - and so it's a sign that she's really fighting Fudge cleared his throat and seemed to have made a great effort not to turn his hat.

"But the murder was in the newspapers," the prime minister quickly suppressed his anger. "Our newspaper. Amelia Bowens It only said she was a middle-aged woman living alone. It was - dirty murder, wasn't it? as everyone knows. The police are confused, you know. "

Fudge sighed. "Oh, of course they will. Killed in a house locked from the inside, right? On the other hand, we know exactly who did it, but that doesn't help us catch him. Then there's Emily Vance, and maybe you haven't heard of that name -- "

" Oh, I've heard of it! " Said the prime minister. "It's actually happening around here. Newspapers made a big fuss about it: trampling on law and order in the prime minister's backyard - "

" and as if that wasn't enough, "fudge said, barely listening to the prime minister." we have Dementors flooding around and attacking people. "

In the past, that might have seemed puzzling to the prime minister, but he is wiser now.

"I thought Dementors were guarding Azkaban prison?" The prime minister spoke cautiously. He heard fudge say the name, which was used by the Ministry of magic to guard the wizard's prison.

"They used to be," fudge said wearily. "But no longer. They gave up the prison and went to the devil who couldn't even name him. I will not deny that it was a sudden blow, but in fact, Dumbledore was right. Perhaps the Ministry of magic should not use Dementors to guard Azkaban, but in fact, there is no better keeper than Dementors. "

"But," said the prime minister, sensing a growing fear, "you're not telling me they're creatures that suck up hope and happiness from people?"

"In fact, that's it. They're breeding. That's why it's foggy. " Fudge said with some helplessness that the Dementors who were separated from the Ministry of magic were not willing to deal with them.

To be sure, there are too few people who can master the mantra against Dementors. We have relaxed for a long time. Except for a few Aurors, few people learn this kind of magic which is very difficult but not often used.

The prime minister slumped into the nearest chair. The thought of invisible animals flying around town and country, spreading despair among his voters, made him feel weak.

"Now, listen, Fudge - you have to do something! This is your responsibility as Minister of magic

"My dear prime minister, after all this, will you believe that I am still the Minister of magic? I was fired three days ago! It's been two weeks since the wizarding world has urged me to step down. I've never seen them so united in my tenure! " Fudge got up the courage to smile, but the smile was a little reluctant.

Two weeks ago, it was something he tried to avoid, but now it seems that his actions are not taken seriously.

The prime minister was speechless for a moment. Although he was very angry at the present situation, he was quite sympathetic to the shriveled man sitting in front of him.

"I'm very sorry," he finally said. "What else can I do?"

"Thank you very much, prime minister, but there is nothing to do. I have been sent tonight to update you on these recent events and to introduce my successor to you. I think he should be here, but of course, he should be very busy at the moment, with so many things going on at the same time

Fudge looked back at the ugly man in the portrait with curly silver hair. He was digging his ears with a quill. He caught Fudge's eyes and said, "he'll be here in a minute. He's almost finished writing Dumbledore's letter."

"Good luck to him," said Fudge, sounding bitter for the first time. "I've been writing Dumbledore a letter every two days for the past two weeks, but he hasn't been moved. If he is ready to persuade the boy, I still Well, maybe slinger will be more successful. "

Fudge fell back into the distressing silence, but it was immediately broken by the crisp, officialdom of the portrait."To Prime Minister Muggle. Ask for a meeting. It's urgent. Reply quickly. Rufus scriinger, Minister of magic. "

"Yes, yes, good," said the prime minister, distraught. When the fire in the fireplace turned emerald green again, he almost did not flinch. Another wizard appeared from the inside, and in a moment he was vomited by the flame onto the quaint cushion.

After a moment of hesitation, Fudge stood up and looked around at the long black robe of the new prime minister.

When the prime minister saw Rufus scriinger for the first time, he felt like an old lion. Long brown hair and bushy eyebrows with streaks of gray hair; a pair of sharp yellow eyes under a pair of metal framed glasses. He walked with a slight limp, but with a casual, leisurely elegance. It immediately gives the impression of being smart and capable.

The prime minister suddenly felt that he understood why the sorcerer society had chosen him to replace fudge as the leader in such a critical period. In times of chaos, determination and ferocity were the most effective means.

"Hello." The prime minister said politely, extending his hand.

Slinger simply grabbed it and shook it. His eyes scanned the room and drew a wand from his robe.

"Minister fudge has told you everything?" He asked, then strode to the door and tapped his wand on the keyhole. The prime minister heard the lock ring.

"Er - yes," said the prime minister. "I hope I don't lock that door, if you don't mind."

"I don't like to be interrupted," scriinger said succinctly, "or watched by someone." He added, and with his wand he drew down the curtain from the window.

"Well, then, I'm a busy man, so let's get busy. First, we need to talk about your safety. "

The prime minister jumped to his feet and said, "I'm very satisfied with my current security situation, very much --"

"well, well, that's not the case," interrupted scriinger. "For Muggles, if their prime minister is controlled by a curse, their prospects are not good. Your new secretary in the office outside -- "

" I won't give up Kingsley schalker if you say you're going to abandon him! " The prime minister said fiercely. "He's very capable and can do twice as much as the rest of the rest -"

"that's because he's a wizard," scriinger smiles, a trained Auror, who is assigned to do your protection work. "

"Wait a minute!" Said the prime minister. "You can't just put your people in my office like that. It's up to me to decide who works for me --"

"I thought you were happy with shakel?" Said scriinger coldly. "I was - that means, I used to be -"

"so there's no problem, is it?" Said scriinger. "I Well, as long as Saker's work is still Er Outstanding, "stammered the prime minister, but scriinger hardly listened to him.

"Now, about Herbert jolly - your second commander," he continued. "The one who delights the public by imitating ducks."

"What's wrong with him?" Asked the prime minister.

"He was obviously struck by a less brilliant soul snatching spell," scriinger said. "It's damaged his brain, but he's still dangerous."

"He's just learning duck barking!" Said the prime minister weakly. "Of course, there are other problems Maybe I like drinking... "

"While we were talking, he was being examined by a group of therapists at St. Mungo's magic and injury hospital. So far he has tried to strangle three of them, "scriinger said. "I think it's better to separate him from Muggle Society for the time being."

"I Well He'll be all right, won't he? " Asked the prime minister anxiously. Slinger just shrugged and got up and went to the fireplace.

"Well, that's what I want to say. I'll let you know what's going on, prime minister - or at least I may be too busy to come to you in person, in which case I'll send fudge. He has promised to remain in a position of advice. "

Fudge tried to smile, but failed; he just made it look like a toothache. Slinger had begun to fumble in his pocket for the mysterious powder that would turn the flame green. The prime minister gazed at both of them in despair for a moment, and finally could not help but utter the words he had suppressed all night.

"My God! ——You are witches! You can do magic! You can certainly solve - well - any problem! " Slinger turned slowly and exchanged a suspicious look with fudge.

Fudge really tried to smile this time, he said mildly, "but the problem is, there's magic on the other side, Prime Minister." With these words, they walked into the bright green flame and disappeared.

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