Chapter 349 The Unlimited Minister of Magic
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Rui Chen 3499
"He fainted by himself." Dawlish said honestly, "Because Peter said he would play dead, and he was instructed by Minister Fudge."
"The members of Sir Merlin confirmed Peter's identity. Minister Fudge probably passed out because he couldn't think about it for a while..."
Umbridge interrupted Dawlish, and said solemnly: "How could Minister Fudge do such a thing!"
Dawlish nodded slightly, perhaps only on this matter could he and Umbridge reach a consensus.
The other Aurors took over Dawlish's work, and they took out some strange-smelling ropes from inside their robes, and tied Peter firmly.
The rope is specially processed and impregnated with potion, which can suppress the wizard's ability to cast Animagus.
Umbridge didn't care about Peter who was tied up like a dumpling. She looked at the marble steps in front of her and said, "Dawlish, let's go! Come with me to pick up Minister Fudge!"
Fudge was lying in the school infirmary at the moment, his face was ashen, and his face looked more like a corpse than a living person.
The outside sun shone through the windows of the hospital, and the bright light seemed to dim as it passed by Fudge.
Out of the corner of Fudge's eye, he saw Dawlish enter the room, turned his back to the door and said, "Leave me alone, let's go!"
Umbridge stopped Dawlish, who was about to speak, and said in his usual sweet voice: "Minister Fudge, you should cheer up! It's not so bad now!"
"Please tell me what happened this morning! Maybe there is room for maneuver, there is no need to be so pessimistic!"
When Fudge heard Umbridge's voice, he immediately struggled to get up, and his ashen face regained his expression, "You're right! There is indeed room for redemption."
Fudge finally recovered his external brain, and finally returned to normal.
Madam Pomfrey noticed that Fudge had recovered, and immediately walked up to Fudge and said, "Mr. Fudge! If you have recovered, then please get out of here!"
"This is the school infirmary, a place for the wounded to recuperate, not a place for your Ministry of Magic staff to hold meetings! Don't waste public resources!"
Seeing that Fudge was still unmoved, Madam Pomfrey directly picked up a bottle of potion, "If you still feel uncomfortable, drink the medicine, and then lie on the bed and have a good rest!"
The potion in Madam Pomfrey's hand was still steaming, Fudge sniffed, retched, waved his hand and led Umbridge out of the school infirmary.
Fudge and Umbridge found an abandoned classroom, and Fudge told the whole story.
Umbridge was stunned for a short time after hearing what happened. She didn't expect that Fudge could perfectly avoid every correct processing step.
Even if Fudge pretended to be dumb and kept silent at the time, it was much better than confronting Peter with each other and being beaten successfully in the end.
Umbridge rarely showed distressed expression, her face became much older because of helplessness.
Just like an old toad, with just a slight movement, the fat on both cheeks will tremble twice.
The blood on Fudge's face recovered a lot, and he asked tentatively: "Why don't we follow the previous treatment method? Continue to hype up that werewolf professor? Just say that he bit the student during the full moon?"
Umbridge looked surprised, as if he couldn't believe that Fudge could think of such a way.
Fudge asked impatiently: "Is that okay? In a few days, that werewolf professor's lycanthropy will recur!"
Umbridge nodded at this time, stretched out his thumb and praised: "As expected of Minister Fudge! Under such adversity, he can still come up with such a clever solution!"
"We'll arrange for the Aurors to arrest that werewolf professor, and then go to Knockturn Alley to find a young wizard who just happened to be bitten by a werewolf, and let him testify!"
"How many Aurors did you bring? How about calling Kingsley?" Fudge asked a little worriedly, "I just brought fewer Aurors this morning, otherwise how could Sirius have a chance to speak? ?”
Umbridge nodded, agreeing with Fudge's words very much, "If Dawlish had directly used the Killing Curse in the morning, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened."
"However, this also reminds us. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from slandering you again, when we return to the Ministry of Magic, we should arrange for the dementors to come over, shall we?"
Fudge's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief: "Are you going to let the dementor prepare the 'Dementor's Kiss'?"
Umbridge shook his head lightly, "It's because we are going to temporarily imprison Peter in Azkaban, so we let the dementors come over to help."
"It's just that the dementors can't allow criminals to escape the punishment of the law, so in extreme anger, they used the 'dementor's kiss'."
"These mistakes are all because the dementors are too angry to blame us, and we didn't do it, can they?"
Fudge nodded again and again: "Ah yes yes yes! That's how it is!"
Although the head and deputy ministers of the Ministry of Magic are not efficient enough when doing business, they have no lower limit!
They let Dawlish continue to control Peter with the stun spell, and searched the castle with the rest of the Aurors, trying to find Lupine.
Now it was the lunch break, and the students couldn't help showing mocking expressions when they saw Fudge speeding along the corridor.
Of course Fudge understood what the students were thinking, his face turned from red to black, like a big walking pig's liver.
Now only Umbridge can ask for directions, and soon learned from the students that Lupine is now in the principal's office with Dumbledore and the others.
When climbing the moving stairs, the expression on Fudge's face finally softened, and he said with a bit of pride: "It seems that the report in the morning is still very useful!"
"Obviously, those students are afraid of Lupine, the werewolf! When you asked them about Lupine's whereabouts, they told you that Lupine was in the principal's office."
Umbridge was not so optimistic. She always felt that those students were not afraid of Lupine, but a kind of curiosity... and even some yearning.
But she still couldn't understand why she yearned for wolf transformation. Could it be that she thought it would be cool to be transformed into a werewolf on the day of the full moon?
Fudge and his entourage came to the eighth floor panting, and found Connor, Dumbledore, Lupine and Captain Shafik all in the corridor, still talking and laughing.
Umbridge suddenly had an ominous premonition, and now she had an intuition that as long as Conno was involved in the matter, it must not be that simple!
"The members of Sir Merlin confirmed Peter's identity. Minister Fudge probably passed out because he couldn't think about it for a while..."
Umbridge interrupted Dawlish, and said solemnly: "How could Minister Fudge do such a thing!"
Dawlish nodded slightly, perhaps only on this matter could he and Umbridge reach a consensus.
The other Aurors took over Dawlish's work, and they took out some strange-smelling ropes from inside their robes, and tied Peter firmly.
The rope is specially processed and impregnated with potion, which can suppress the wizard's ability to cast Animagus.
Umbridge didn't care about Peter who was tied up like a dumpling. She looked at the marble steps in front of her and said, "Dawlish, let's go! Come with me to pick up Minister Fudge!"
Fudge was lying in the school infirmary at the moment, his face was ashen, and his face looked more like a corpse than a living person.
The outside sun shone through the windows of the hospital, and the bright light seemed to dim as it passed by Fudge.
Out of the corner of Fudge's eye, he saw Dawlish enter the room, turned his back to the door and said, "Leave me alone, let's go!"
Umbridge stopped Dawlish, who was about to speak, and said in his usual sweet voice: "Minister Fudge, you should cheer up! It's not so bad now!"
"Please tell me what happened this morning! Maybe there is room for maneuver, there is no need to be so pessimistic!"
When Fudge heard Umbridge's voice, he immediately struggled to get up, and his ashen face regained his expression, "You're right! There is indeed room for redemption."
Fudge finally recovered his external brain, and finally returned to normal.
Madam Pomfrey noticed that Fudge had recovered, and immediately walked up to Fudge and said, "Mr. Fudge! If you have recovered, then please get out of here!"
"This is the school infirmary, a place for the wounded to recuperate, not a place for your Ministry of Magic staff to hold meetings! Don't waste public resources!"
Seeing that Fudge was still unmoved, Madam Pomfrey directly picked up a bottle of potion, "If you still feel uncomfortable, drink the medicine, and then lie on the bed and have a good rest!"
The potion in Madam Pomfrey's hand was still steaming, Fudge sniffed, retched, waved his hand and led Umbridge out of the school infirmary.
Fudge and Umbridge found an abandoned classroom, and Fudge told the whole story.
Umbridge was stunned for a short time after hearing what happened. She didn't expect that Fudge could perfectly avoid every correct processing step.
Even if Fudge pretended to be dumb and kept silent at the time, it was much better than confronting Peter with each other and being beaten successfully in the end.
Umbridge rarely showed distressed expression, her face became much older because of helplessness.
Just like an old toad, with just a slight movement, the fat on both cheeks will tremble twice.
The blood on Fudge's face recovered a lot, and he asked tentatively: "Why don't we follow the previous treatment method? Continue to hype up that werewolf professor? Just say that he bit the student during the full moon?"
Umbridge looked surprised, as if he couldn't believe that Fudge could think of such a way.
Fudge asked impatiently: "Is that okay? In a few days, that werewolf professor's lycanthropy will recur!"
Umbridge nodded at this time, stretched out his thumb and praised: "As expected of Minister Fudge! Under such adversity, he can still come up with such a clever solution!"
"We'll arrange for the Aurors to arrest that werewolf professor, and then go to Knockturn Alley to find a young wizard who just happened to be bitten by a werewolf, and let him testify!"
"How many Aurors did you bring? How about calling Kingsley?" Fudge asked a little worriedly, "I just brought fewer Aurors this morning, otherwise how could Sirius have a chance to speak? ?”
Umbridge nodded, agreeing with Fudge's words very much, "If Dawlish had directly used the Killing Curse in the morning, maybe so many things wouldn't have happened."
"However, this also reminds us. In order to prevent Peter Pettigrew from slandering you again, when we return to the Ministry of Magic, we should arrange for the dementors to come over, shall we?"
Fudge's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief: "Are you going to let the dementor prepare the 'Dementor's Kiss'?"
Umbridge shook his head lightly, "It's because we are going to temporarily imprison Peter in Azkaban, so we let the dementors come over to help."
"It's just that the dementors can't allow criminals to escape the punishment of the law, so in extreme anger, they used the 'dementor's kiss'."
"These mistakes are all because the dementors are too angry to blame us, and we didn't do it, can they?"
Fudge nodded again and again: "Ah yes yes yes! That's how it is!"
Although the head and deputy ministers of the Ministry of Magic are not efficient enough when doing business, they have no lower limit!
They let Dawlish continue to control Peter with the stun spell, and searched the castle with the rest of the Aurors, trying to find Lupine.
Now it was the lunch break, and the students couldn't help showing mocking expressions when they saw Fudge speeding along the corridor.
Of course Fudge understood what the students were thinking, his face turned from red to black, like a big walking pig's liver.
Now only Umbridge can ask for directions, and soon learned from the students that Lupine is now in the principal's office with Dumbledore and the others.
When climbing the moving stairs, the expression on Fudge's face finally softened, and he said with a bit of pride: "It seems that the report in the morning is still very useful!"
"Obviously, those students are afraid of Lupine, the werewolf! When you asked them about Lupine's whereabouts, they told you that Lupine was in the principal's office."
Umbridge was not so optimistic. She always felt that those students were not afraid of Lupine, but a kind of curiosity... and even some yearning.
But she still couldn't understand why she yearned for wolf transformation. Could it be that she thought it would be cool to be transformed into a werewolf on the day of the full moon?
Fudge and his entourage came to the eighth floor panting, and found Connor, Dumbledore, Lupine and Captain Shafik all in the corridor, still talking and laughing.
Umbridge suddenly had an ominous premonition, and now she had an intuition that as long as Conno was involved in the matter, it must not be that simple!
