Chapter 375

Fudge shuddered when he heard Solim's words.

You kid is easy to talk about. If you could have killed them more than ten years ago, and you can still stay until now? Look at the surnames of those people in Azkaban!

Lestrange, Black, Crouch - well, that doesn't count for now, he's already out, Rohr, Caro...... Pure-blood family members large and small. I, Fudge, am the Minister of Magic, not the King! Whoever I want to kill is not something that I, Fudge, can do with a nod.

The Ministry of Magic also had to go through a process for carrying out the death penalty - the same as for Muggles. First the Wizengamot and the Law Enforcement Division's investigation and evidence collection, and then the trial, the Ministry of Magic rarely sentenced wizards to death, let alone pure-blood wizards. Who was the last pure-blood wizard to be sentenced to death by the Ministry of Magic? Fudge didn't seem to have this concept in his mind, and he didn't have the impression that pure-blood wizards were sentenced to death.

Pure-blood wizards are intertwined in the Ministry of Magic, and it takes a lot of pressure to sentence a pure-blood wizard to death, let alone sentence so many people to death at once - besides, now that the sentence of this group of death eaters in Azkaban has been handed down more than ten years ago, and these people have been sentenced to life imprisonment, and they have been executed for more than ten years, how can they be sentenced to death?

At the beginning, these people made such a big fuss, especially those surnamed Lestrange, who kidnapped the Aurors and tortured them, thus bringing irreversible damage to the two excellent Aurors. Nothing was punishable by death for such a terrible incident - you know, they also hurt pureblood wizards from pure-blood families!

Even if Fudge dared to order the mass execution of the Azkaban prisoners tonight, few would be willing to carry it out. Whoever dares to do this kind of thing is unable to get along with all pure-blood families, and in the wizarding world, if you can't get along with pure-blood families, you can't get along with yourself. Whoever sat in the position of Minister of Magic would step down the next day if he dared to do so - and Dumbledore would do the same. This has nothing to do with whether you are a great wizard or not, it is purely an entanglement of power and interests.

"Kid — that's not realistic. Fudge pulled out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "We can't do that anyway." "

"Boy, I appreciate your ruthlessness though. Moody spoke, too, "But there's nothing possible with this thing - even if I'd love to get rid of the bugs once and for all." But once we kill those Death Eaters in Azkaban who have already been sentenced, then we are in big trouble. "

"Didn't I say that your brains won't turn?" Solim glanced at Fudge, "Without—oh, he's resurrected now, let's call him the Dark Lord." The Dark Lord: He's going to save the Death Eaters. But what else can he do? appeal to them through the law enacted by the Ministry of Magic, or will he gather a crowd to protest at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic and force you to release them?"

"He's going to take the form of a violent prison robbery. Solim continued, "Oh, maybe it shouldn't be said, after all, the Dementors must have fallen to him by then, and he didn't even need to rob the prison. The Death Eaters would have been released by the Dementors who had been guarding them all along—and with the support of this group, the Dark Lord was half the winner. According to my conservative estimates, at least half of the people in the Ministry of Magic will have a secret relationship with them, and it won't take much effort for them to change ministers at that time. "

"That's what we're worried about. Fudge felt that someone had deformed his leg - his leg was now as soft as two noodles.

"What will the Ministry of Magic do with escaped felons?" Solim looked at Moody, "Will it be killed on the spot?"

"If you can't be subdued right away – yes. Moody's eyes were on Solim.

"That's not the end of it—let them get out of jail 'early'. Solim leaned back on his pillow and twisted himself into a comfortable position, "You guys prepare your men in advance, and if they escape from prison, you will kill them on the spot, so that you can bypass the legal problems and not fall into passivity on the fishing boat." "

For a while, only the slight friction of clothes and the sound of breathing remained in the school hospital, and everyone was considering the feasibility of this method.

"Okay, let's put that aside for now. Dumbledore spoke, "We've got another guest coming. "

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a commotion outside the school hospital. Moody's magic eye "gurgled" and rolled over, and he didn't even need to move his body to see the situation outside.

"It's Sirius, and Remus. "

It's really endless, and I guess someone is going to get angry soon. Solim glanced at Madam Pomfrey, who was dispensing medicine at Harry's bedside.

"I'm his godfather!"

"Albus has already said that you can go to the headmaster's office and wait for him. Professor McGonagall's voice came from outside the door.

"Calm down, big feet! It's all said, Harry's fine. "

The door to the school hospital was violently pushed open. Then a dark shadow burst through the door, but it was clear he couldn't squeeze in front of Harry's bed right now—it was already packed.

"Dumbledore! What the hell is going on!, you didn't say that before!" Blake looked very angry now, and directly questioned Dumbledore in a very rude tone.

"Sirius!" Lupin rushed over and grabbed him.

"Boom!" the staff in Moody's hand paused the ground, "Blake, calm down! Potter isn't dead yet!"

"If you don't go out again, I promise you!he'll die tonight!" Madam Pomfrey couldn't take it anymore, she hadn't spoken because she had heard Voldemort's name, and she understood the weight of the name. Although she was extremely disgusted by the way these people disturbed the patient, she still held back. But now Sirius's actions completely detonated the anger that Madam Pomfrey had been suppressing, and she exploded directly:

"I don't care what happened tonight, who is resurrected, even if he will attack Hogwarts with someone in the next minute, but as long as I am the school doctor and you are still on my territory, you have to listen to me! Get out of here!"

Madam Pomfrey was now louder than Sirius's, and it woke Harry, who was already groggy, directly awakened.

"Sirius!" Harry was surprised to find that his godfather had not known when he had appeared.

"Harry!" Sirius was relieved to see that Harry was okay.

"Alright, you can see it, he's not dead yet, now, get out! get me out!" Madam Pomfrey pushed Sirius and walked out.

There's no way, the cause is her, who doesn't push him? Fudge? The minister should forget it, he has to give some face. Maxime?heh, who is pushing her but Hagrid. Dumbledore, Moody, these two old arms and legs, it would not be good if they flashed their waists, and Karkaroff himself was not familiar with them, and Snape had not spoken since he came in, just like if there was no such person.

Sirius had just broken into the hospital and was kicked out by Madam Pomfrey within half a minute.