Chapter 452 Breakup

The tense situation has eased. The Aurors present may not want to believe that Voldemort has returned, but they do not want to become Dumbledore's enemy.

In the eyes of the Aurors, Dumbledore's answer had already stated his position to a certain extent. He was defending the grandparents and defending their actions.

Fortunately, Kingsley Shacklebolt stood up and spoke a human word on behalf of the Ministry of Magic. This saved the situation and prevented the situation from deteriorating further, preventing Fudge from declaring war on Dumbledore on behalf of the Ministry of Magic.

"Minister, I think the first thing you need to do now is to notify the Department of Magic Accidents and Disasters." Kingsley Shacklebolt continued, "We need the help of the accidental magic event reversal team and the memory canceller."

Although the fire did not last long, it was impossible for Muggles to notice the flames soaring into the sky. The method proposed by Kingsley is what the Minister of Magic should do. Fudge only focused on Dumbledore tonight, and his performance was really unqualified.

Seeing that Fudge was silent and did not continue to make more heated remarks, Kingsley further said: "Minister, when I came here, I noticed that there was a tavern in the village. You can discuss the matter of Barty Jr. with Dumbledore there. .”

Never mentioning Voldemort, only talking about Barty Crouch Jr. This is where Kingsley is smart. Instead of giving Fudge the possibility to continue to use the topic to his advantage, he was forced to give him a chance to get off the ground.

Fudge glanced at Kingsley. He said nothing, but his ugly expression improved.

Dumbledore also agreed with Kingsley that upholding the International Statute of Secrecy is indeed a top priority.

Dumbledore walked towards Vader and said softly: "Mrs. Rosier, I think Ada needs to go back to school and have a good rest. She must be exhausted this night."

"I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed with everything that happened tonight, Dumbledore." Vader said bluntly, but he didn't know whether he was disappointed with Dumbledore, Fudge, or both.

"Of course, you should be disappointed, and so am I." Dumbledore said helplessly, "It shouldn't be like this."

After Vida left with Laura and Ada, Dumbledore looked at Fudge with his deep eyes, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the moon hanging in the night sky.

===Separating line===

In the village of Little Hangleton, staff from the Ministry of Magic who had been called over urgently were running around. They came here to modify the memories of the villagers and make them collectively forget this bad night.

In addition to Little Hangleton, these clerks are also needed in places around the small village and in the town of Great Hangleton, and their tasks are many and heavy.

There is a tavern in the small village, which is the best place for the villagers to spend time. At this moment, there are only four people in the tavern, Dumbledore and Sirius, Fudge and Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Kingsley and Sirius sat at the bar, each holding a bottle of Muggle beer. The cool beer dispelled their tiredness. At a small wine table in the corner of the tavern, Dumbledore and Fudge sat opposite each other. The two did not speak, and the drinks on the table were untouched.

Just now, Sirius described his experience in the cemetery in detail, and he also repeated some of Voldemort's words. It was these words that caused Dumbledore and Fudge to remain silent.

After a while, Fudge suddenly raised his glass and took a swig.

Then, he said: "I have never heard that curse scars can act like alarm bells. Potter's dreams and his hallucinations, I can't believe it. Also, I don't believe what Black saw with his own eyes."

"Malfoy, a very old family, they donate generously to good causes; MacNeil, he has long been acquitted and currently works in the Ministry of Magic; as for Avery, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle , they were similarly acquitted, just thirteen years ago.”

Dumbledore held the wine glass for a moment, then let go of the wine glass. He said: "There is no problem with Harry, and there is no problem with Sirius' words. There was something wrong with the trials back then. What happened to the trials in those years? You should Know better than me.”

"There is no problem with the trial!" Fudge raised his voice. "We put the guilty criminals in Azkaban, and we released the innocent good people. There is nothing to blame!"

Sirius, who was sitting in front of the bar, laughed loudly and full of ridicule. Kingsley tilted the bottle of wine in his hand and motioned for Sirius to clink glasses with him and not to interfere with the conversation between Dumbledore and Fudge.

Sirius' laughter made Fudge feel that he was offended, for the third time tonight.

The minister was very angry, and he said loudly: "Potter felt that he was not valued, so he weaved those weird dreams. Black is Potter's godfather, and of course he wants to help Potter and make Potter important again. !”

Fudge pointed at Dumbledore and continued: "And you, you saw hope in Potter's lies, the hope for you to control power, so you accepted his lies completely! With the help of Barty Crouch Jr. With the appearance of , you put Potter's lies into practice and found your best helper, Drizzt!"

"I have no interest in the power you talk about," Dumbledore said. "Voldemort is back. This is an indisputable fact. As the Minister of Magic, you should put aside your prejudices and view what happened tonight correctly."

"I don't need you to teach me how to do things, I am the Minister of Magic!" Fudge stood up, "In my opinion, you are determined to create a panic and destroy everything we have worked hard to build over the past thirteen years! "

"Voldemort is back," Dumbledore said again. "Fudge, if you accept this fact immediately and take the necessary measures, we may still be able to save the situation. The first and most important step is to get Azkaban out of the shadows." The control of ghost monsters..."

The little Fudge angrily interrupted Dumbledore and shouted: "Absolutely impossible! Dementors are loyal partners of the Ministry of Magic. With them, we can rest easy!"

Dumbledore ignored Fudge's cry and continued: "Second, you have to send someone to deliver a message to the giants, extend a hand of friendship to them, and prevent Voldemort from wooing them."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Fudge said in surprise, "Giants are cruel and bloodthirsty, and people hate giants! I will not let my career be ruined by your ambition!"

Finally, Dumbledore couldn't bear it anymore and lost his last patience with Cornelius Fudge.

Dumbledore also stood up. He looked at Fudge from above and said coldly: "I'm not interested in your official position. If I want it, I can get it at my fingertips. No conspiracy is needed at all!"

Fudge pointed at Dumbledore, his hands were trembling slightly, and his voice was also shaking, and he said: "Ha! You are finally willing to admit it, you are finally saying what you are thinking!"

"Sit down, you fool!" shouted Dumbledore, his eyes blazing, and Fudge slumped down in his chair under his gaze.

"Stop your obsession with blood! Go to Azkaban and see how many prisoners there are of the blood you value. They work for Voldemort and destroy everything we hold dear! Barty Jr., he is the ancient Crouch The last member of the family, he killed his father with his own hands. This is what you favor a pure-blooded person to do!"

"This matter is still under investigation..." Fudge whispered, he was shocked by Dumbledore's aura.

Dumbledore continued: "I'm here to tell you now, I am not the one who destroyed your career, I am protecting your career! As long as you follow my advice and take some measures, Voldemort will not have a second chance to destroy our city. This world that we have worked so hard to rebuild!”

"Absurd," Fudge whispered, slumping in his chair. "Crazy..."

"If you are still so stubborn and insistent on having your own way, Cornelius," Dumbledore said solemnly, "you must remember that those innocent people died because of your standing by and doing nothing, because of your stubbornness!"

Fudge slumped down on the chair, like melted jelly beans, and his voice was filled with a hint of pleading, "He won't come back, Dumbledore, he won't come back, it's impossible..."

"From tonight on, I will only act according to my will. This is my last, Cornelius." Dumbledore said decisively.

Then, Dumbledore strode out of the tavern without another look at Fudge, who disappointed him.

Sirius also stood up. He glanced sideways at Fudge and also walked out of the tavern. But before leaving, Sirius left a mouthful of phlegm at Fudge's feet.

"It's impossible, how is it possible..." Fudge murmured with dull eyes, "How can he come back, it's absolutely impossible..."