Chapter 363： Connelly Fudge

"Minerva~"

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When Professor McGonagall opened the door, Fish just ran to the door, and the kitten jumped into her arms without losing speed.

"Fish? Why are you here?"

Skillfully hugging the kitten into his arms, Professor McGonagall rubbed his cat's head and asked in surprise, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the white "beard" on Fisch's lips. clean.

"Me and Hermione and the others come over for a drink, meow."

Fish rubbed twice in Professor McGonagall's arms before pointing to Hermione and the others in the corner.

Following Fish's fingers, Professor McGonagall saw Hermione and the three Weasleys sitting at a small round table by the window, nodding and smirking at him with a reserved expression.

Professor McGonagall nodded slightly in response to them, and then led Fisher to the bar, asking, "Are you going with us, or are you going back with your friends?"

"Fish is going to follow Minerva, meow!"

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The kitten chose the mother cat without any hesitation.

"This little gentleman is Fish McGonagall? No wonder you and Dumbledore are so supportive of him, what a lovely boy!"

Wearing a dark yellow-green bowler hat and a pinstriped cloak, a short and stout wizard came up from behind, looked at Fisch with a smile, and stretched out his hand to touch the kitten. 's brain.

Fish quickly dodged the man's fat hand, turned and dodged to the other side of Professor McGonagall, frowning and staring at him.

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"Minerva, who is this fat man?"

The kitten didn't like this familiar guy very much. Although the smile on the other's face was amiable, Ke Feixu vaguely felt that his smile was fake, as if he was wearing a mask.

Connelly Fudge's expression changed slightly when he saw Fishh's appearance, but he soon returned to his smiling appearance.

Fish's feeling is not wrong, because Fish had injured a lot of Dementors before, Fudge went to Dumbledore to ask for an explanation, but was hard-headed by the Headmaster, who had already begun to have a problem with Dumbledore. The disgruntled Minister of Magic, Hate House and Udi also have a rather bad impression of Fish, who has yet to meet.

So now, although Fudge has also been influenced by animal affinity, he, who now values ​​power more, prefers to use this special little wizard as his own rather than liking Fisher.

So he continued to say to Fish in a gentle tone: "My name is Cornelius Fudge, and I am the Minister of Magic. Fish, do you plan to work at the Ministry of Magic after you graduate?"

"Ministry of Magic?" Fishu tilted his head for a while, and then suddenly realized: "Oh—that's the bad place that sent the dementors! Fishu doesn't want to go, meow!"

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The kitten lowered its ears and bared its teeth at Fudge.

"Sorry, Mr. Fudge," Professor McGonagall moved sideways, completely blocking Fudge behind him, and said to Fudge, who had a stiff expression, "Fish doesn't know much about the Ministry of Magic, so he may have a little bit of a problem with you guys. Misunderstand."

"That's right, Fish didn't mean it."

Hagrid and Professor Flitwick on the side also spoke up for Fish.

In fact, even if they didn't speak up, as a qualified politician, Fudge couldn't possibly show anger towards Fish, he quickly recovered his cheerful appearance, waved his hand and said, "I also know about Fish. One point, of course it's impossible to blame him."

Seeing that Fudge did not intend to pursue it, Professor McGonagall should be relieved and at the same time not forget to educate the children.

"Fish, the Ministry of Magic sent the Dementors to protect Harry, it's a place that is in charge of the whole of England's wizarding world, Mr. Weasley works in it, and Mum is coming to Hogg. Watts worked there before he took office."

As Professor McGonagall explained to Fish, he patted Mao Mao on the back of the head, and then pushed him in front of Fudge.

"Oh……"

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The kitten scratched its head and said honestly to Fudge, "I'm sorry, meow."

In fact, it's not that Fei Xu doesn't know about these things, but he doesn't usually care about it, plus Fudge doesn't feel very good for him, and he feels disgusted with dementors, that makes the cat say such rude words just now. .

"It's okay, it's okay." Fudge waved his hand with a smile.

He is not pretending, except that he has separated from Dumbledore in recent years and misunderstood that Dumbledore wants to rob his Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge himself is the generous person.

During the conversation, several people came to a corner with relatively few people around and sat down.

Professor McGonagall patted Fish on the back and said to him, "Should you go and tell your friends first, and you haven't finished your drink, right?"

"Yes!"

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Hearing this, Feixu immediately turned around and ran towards Hermione and the others.

"Fish go and sit with Minerva and the others for a while, and come back later meow."

The kitten picked up half of the milk she had drank, said to Hermione and the others, and then emphasized to Harry: "Harry, don't run around meow, it will be bad if Minerva finds out. already."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Harry to answer, he took the cup and jumped back to Professor McGonagall's side.

"Cough," George cleared his throat and asked mysteriously after Fish left, "Do you want to know what the Minister of Magic is here for?"

Everyone knew from Harry before that the fat man in the top hat was the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

"What the **** are you guys thinking?"

Hermione frowned, folded her arms over her chest, and asked the twins.

Fred cleared his throat as George did, pulling a few flesh-colored strings from under his robes.

"Introduction to everyone," Fred put the flesh-colored string on the table, and then introduced in a theatrical tone: "The latest product from Weasley's Trickster House—the telescopic ear!"

"Retractable ears? What's the use of this thing?"

Ron poked his fingers on the string on the table and asked curiously, he still admired the invention of the two brothers.

especially……

They can still make money,

earn a lot of money.

"It's very simple," George picked up one of the telescopic ears, tucked the smaller end into his ear, and pointed to the slightly larger, slightly larger, ear-shaped other end, "We can pass this, Collect sounds from far away and on the other side of the door."

"I have to remind everyone that eavesdropping on people is a very bad practice."

Hermione, holding her hands, poured cold water on her face solemnly.

"But... don't you want to know what Fish and Professor McGonagall are talking about?"

George laughed slyly, making Hermione hesitate for a moment.

So George hit the railway while it was still hot: "Besides, Feixu has always listened to us a lot with his sensitive ears. It's not a big deal if we listen to what they are talking about?"

"That's right, and Fish can definitely hear what we're talking about now." Fred said, "If he didn't want us to eavesdrop, he would have already reported it to Professor McGonagall."

"Then...then listen..."

Hermione hung her head shyly, but her hand firmly grasped the telescopic ears on the table.

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