Chapter 1107 Breakup

Dumbledore is the President of the International Confederation of Wizards and the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot. Both his identity and status are higher than Fudge, the British Minister of Magic. He just doesn't like to use power, which doesn't mean he doesn't have it.

"Connelly, the second measure you must take is to send someone to deliver a letter to the giants immediately."

"Sending a letter to giants?" exclaimed Fudge. "What kind of crazy talk is this?"

"Reach them a hand of friendship before it's too late." Dumbledore said solemnly, "Otherwise Voldemort will win them over. He has done this before. Among all wizards, only he can provide them with the greatest rights and freedom."

Fudge shook his head and leaned back. "You - you have to be kidding me! If the wizarding world knew I was associated with giants - and giants are hated, Dumbledore, do you want my career to be ruined?"

"Cornelly, you are too obsessed with your official position." Dumbledore's voice gradually rose. "This has made you lose your proper judgment. As long as you follow my advice and take some measures, the Ministry of Magic and the entire wizarding world will always remember you and regard you as the bravest and greatest Minister of Magic in history!"

His voice suddenly dropped. "If you fail to act, history will remember that it was because of your inaction that Voldemort had a second chance to destroy the world we worked so hard to rebuild."

"Ridiculous..." Fudge whispered, leaning back in his chair, "Crazy... This is too crazy..."

After a brief silence, Dumbledore's bright blue eyes dimmed for a moment. "If you are so stubborn and insist on having your own way, Cornelius, we have no choice but to part ways."

His tone was particularly calm. "You do what you see fit, and I will act according to my will."

What sounded like a statement made Fudge furious, as if Dumbledore was approaching him with a wand raised.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore!" He waved a finger threateningly. "I have always given you full freedom and always respected you. Maybe I don't agree with some of your decisions, but I always keep silent."

He slammed his hand on the table. "Not many people would allow you to hire a werewolf, or keep Hagrid, or decide what to teach students without consulting the Ministry, and if you're going to go against me -"

Dumbledore interrupted him calmly, "The only one I want to fight against is Voldemort, Cornelius. If you are against him, then we are still on the same side."

Fudge shook his head vigorously, his voice pleading, "He won't come back, Dumbledore, he can't..."

"You have to face reality." Dumbledore's words were like a huge hammer, constantly hitting Fudge's heart. "Even if you don't want to believe me, Barty Crouch Jr. and Peter Pettigrew, you have to open your eyes and take a good look at those people in Azkaban. You should know what the unusual changes of the Dark Mark mean."

Every Death Eater has a mark left by Voldemort on his body. This is a way for Death Eaters to identify each other, and it is also a signal for Voldemort to summon them back to him.

Fudge seemed frightened. He lowered his head, not daring to meet those bright blue eyes. "This is just a trick to fool people. Voldemort's matter needs to be dealt with seriously, and your rash admission is undoubtedly creating panic. Even if I try my best, I will definitely stop you."

At this point, Dumbledore had nothing to say.

Voldemort's return is an undeniable fact, as is his break with Fudge.

Fudge clenched his fists as Dumbledore climbed back to his feet.

"I should get back home, Connelly."

"Yes." Fudge still lowered his head, "We will ask you to come back at any time to assist in the investigation. Remember not to leave the country at will during this period."

Dumbledore opened the door to the interrogation room without looking back, "I know."

Fudge remained inside long after he had gone.

It was not until Umbridge informed him to go to the conference room for a meeting that his eyes slowly became firm.

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Wayne's,

Vincent and Hermione were telling their parents about the interesting things that happened in school this year.

Although the atmosphere was somewhat heavy, no one mentioned the arrest warrant.

When it was almost dark, Gugu, who had already finished all the snacks, threw himself into Evelin’s arms, blinking his big round eyes.

"It's already this late." Evelyn stood up holding it, "Are you hungry, little guy? I'll go prepare dinner."

Vincent's eyes twitched wildly.

A large plate of snacks was not enough for Gugu to eat. If the little guy's family status was not quite high, he would have insisted on continuing his weight loss plan.

While he was thinking about adding new projects to his plans after school started, Crookshanks, who had been quietly lying in Hermione's arms, jumped onto his lap.

"Meow~"

"Be good, dinner will be ready soon."

Evelin walked towards the kitchen with Gugu in her arms, looking speechless, and Jane got up and followed.

Eric and Chris went to the garage and Hermione moved closer to Vincent.

She reached out and touched Crookshanks's flat face. "You seem to have gained weight recently."

If it didn't have the bloodline of a cat-civet, it would have become fat as a ball just from the fact that it and Gugu would often go together to catch voles.

Crookshanks made a gurgling noise and reluctantly had his nose poked by her.

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Vincent gently grabbed her little hand and said, "What's wrong with being a little fat? I think it's good. Look at Garfield, he's so cute."

Hermione rolled her eyes beautifully, "I don't want Crookshanks to become a fat, lazy cat."

Vincent blinked his big eyes and said, "Can you blame me? I have tried very hard to help Gugu lose weight."

The animals he fed...even Sirius, who could turn into a big black dog, is still a little fat now.

Hermione leaned on his shoulder speechlessly. "By the way, have you decided where to travel during the summer vacation? Last year we traveled almost all over Europe, and this year I want to go to Asia."

Vincent squeezed her little hand hard.

When talking about Asia, we have to mention a certain country that considers itself a superpower.

The government of this country is outrageous, much more outrageous than the current Ministry of Magic and Fudge.

He was unhappy that people were making money from him, so he amended the law overnight and imposed a retroactive fine of 50 billion US dollars.

And he is not targeting one person, he is targeting all foreign-funded enterprises.

There were all kinds of preferential policies before they came, but after they came, they were delayed again and again until they went bankrupt, and finally the ready-made technical equipment was taken away.

When it comes to shamelessness, there is probably no one in the entire universe more shameless than the third brother.

Because they don't think that what they do is shameful from the bottom of their hearts, but instead take pride in it.

Vincent felt sick at the thought of this country, but he still managed a smile. "Asia is good, just don't go to India."

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