Chapter 134 Accountability and Resignation
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
Ministry of Magic.
Fudge was devastated.
Not only ordinary wizards, but even the holy 28 clans have come forward.
The corner of Lucius Malfoy's mouth was three points sneering, three points cold, and four points careless.
Platinum-blonde hair is neat, the cane is tapped on the ground, and it is not too big or too small in the noisy Ministry of Magic.
"Dong dong."
The voice sounded, and the officials of the Ministry of Magic turned their eyes away.
Lucius is no longer what it used to be. He has become the director of Hogwarts again, and he is also the owner of the Museum of Dark Arts.
The corner of Fudge's mouth twitched slightly, and he stared at Lucius, "Lucius, what are you doing here?"
"Minister Fudge, of course I'm here on behalf of the Hogwarts board."
Across the noisy crowd, Lucius found a seat and sat down.
This is a press conference that Fudge specially held to throw the pot away, and now Fudge is on pins and needles.
Daily Prophet's gold medal reporter, Rita Skeeter is below.
Fudge and her superiors agreed that after the start, let Rita ask some topics about Knockturn Alley and point the finger at Johnny Silverhand.
As long as the topic is hot enough, even the dementors breaking into Hogwarts will be covered up.
It was just a Malfoy, Fudge glared at Lucius bitterly, and when he was all right, he must settle accounts with this former Death Eater.
More and more people came, and there was a noise.
Fudge looked, his complexion became ugly.
"Dharma Alex." He clenched his back molars, and his big face became ferocious.
The recipient of the Order of Merlin First Class, Dharma Alex Belby is very active.
The last time Hagrid happened, it was Dharma Alex exerting pressure.
Not only that, a burst of shutter sounded.
Gorgeous turquoise wizard robes, popular best-selling author Gilderoy Lockhart also came, he won the "Wizard Weekly" most charming smile award for the sixth time.
This top man in the magic world will actually attend a meeting of the Ministry of Magic.
Fudge couldn't stop it even if he wanted to, because Lockhart was also a recipient of the Order of Merlin, which meant he had influence in the magic world.
Besides, he is also a member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance. This alliance is not simple. It was founded by a pureblood, and most of them are big shots or officials from the Ministry of Magic of various countries.
Lockhart was able to enter it also because of its super high influence.
There was a sneer at the corner of Fudge's mouth. Others didn't know that he had been the Minister of Magic all these years for nothing. Gilderoy Lockhart was a liar, and he couldn't hide this matter from him.
If Lockhart was not sensible, he wouldn't mind exposing him as a liar in public and sending him to Azkaban to offset public opinion.
Fudge, who thought he had the lifeblood in his hands, asked his assistant to give Lockhart a message. Lockhart nodded distantly, and Fudge thought he was being sensible.
It was almost time for people to arrive at last. Fudge arranged his clothes and walked to the podium.
He gave Rita a look, and Rita lowered her head, not knowing what she was writing.
"Ahem, thank you colleagues in the magic world for coming here."
With a businesslike appearance, those who didn't know thought that Fudge had captured Sirius.
A lengthy prologue wears down the patience of others.
Lucius raised his hand lazily, and said in a moderate voice with sarcasm, "Minister Fudge, if you can, you can get to the point first."
The corner of his mouth was frivolous, and he said with a sneer: "No one wants to know how many cubs your bitch gave birth to."
There was a burst of suppressed laughter in the venue, and Fudge felt that he couldn't hold his face, so he had to get to the point.
Giving Rita a look, he cleared his throat, "Just ask any questions you want."
Rita stood up very cooperatively, and Fudge smiled and said, "It's just you."
He was expecting to hear questions about Johnny Silverhand, the dark dictator of Knockturn Alley, and Rita had spoken sharply instead.
"For those who advocate the use of dementors, what do you think of the dementors entering Hogwarts during their mission?"
Sharp!
Fudge's eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared at Rita, as if suspecting that she was someone else pretending to be.
"Is it the dereliction of the Ministry of Magic that the dementors are out of control?"
"Sirius Black has threatened the wizarding world to this day, do you need to take responsibility?"
"I heard that ten pure-blood families have submitted protests against you. What do you think of this?"
"Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror office, once suggested to you that Aurors should control the dementors. Is it selfish if you don't agree?"
Each question was like a sharp knife, piercing into Fudge's not-so-broad chest.
He was panting heavily, his small eyes turned red.
He didn't expect Rita Skeeter to be the first person to betray him. Is the "Daily Prophet" going to rebel? What the hell are they doing!
"Ahem." Lucius stood up gracefully. He looked around, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
He said with a sneer: "On behalf of the Hogwarts Board of Directors, I will hold the Ministry of Magic accountable for its negligence."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the eyes of the journalists shined one by one.
At this moment, Dharma Alex's cane fell heavily, and he said coldly: "The Potion Masters Alliance expressed doubts about Cornelius Fudge's ability to continue to lead the Ministry of Magic. We hope to have a wise leader, Not a bad-ass clown."
Murder and kill!
The Potion Masters Alliance that Alex Dharma said was an organization composed of top figures in potion science. There were no more than ten members in it, but each of them was a powerful potion master.
Gilderoy Lockhart stopped pretending to be an ostrich when he saw that the bosses were all coming out.
With the most charming smile in "Wizard Weekly" six times in a row, he got up and said plausibly: "I also question Cornelius Fudge's ability, if I were here, there would never be such a thing as a dementor rushing into the school! "
As soon as he spoke, Fudge's already red eyes became even redder.
Forget about the previous ones, you dare to join in the fun even if you are an ignorant liar.
He pointed at Lockhart angrily, and shouted: "You liar, everything is a lie, he is a guy who knows nothing at all!"
Already dazzled by the backstab, Fudge shouted to the batter beside him: "Grab him and throw him into Azkaban!"
These were the hitters who played for Fudge, and they shot right away.
The red light of the Sleeping Charm flew towards Lockhart.
A gleam of pleasure flashed across Fudge's ferocious face, as if after seeing Lockhart being exposed, the huge news helped him cover up what happened today.
"Armor Protection! (Protego)"
Lockhart yelled pompously, and the Iron Armor Charm appeared on his body to deflect the attack.
Immediately afterwards, he drew out his wand, and said calmly and unrestrainedly: "It seems that you want to attack me, Merlin Third Class Medal winner and honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League."
Fudge was a little puzzled, he knew that Lockhart could not have such a powerful Iron Armor Curse.
The magic power from the ring poured into the wand, Lockhart smiled confidently, and immediately shot, the disarming spell bounced a striker away.
Several red lights were blocked by his iron armor curse that seemed to have eyes on the back of his head.
Every time a shot is taken, one hitter will be knocked into the air.
There were a total of five strikers present, and the three teamed up to attack Lockhart.
Lockhart sauntered about the courtyard, one hand behind his back, and one hand holding his wand to bounce spells back.
He pressed the three batterers back and forth, and he didn't even need to use spells in the back. The clever silent spell made people's mouths open.
"Bones in pieces! (Reducto)"
The intense white light turned into a ball and hit the three of them, and the three of them flew away.
Lockhart withdrew his hand and said with a melancholy expression, "Why bother, why let me do it."
Now, Fudge, who wanted to grab Lockhart's collapsed house and turn it over, collapsed. As long as his eyes are not blind, everyone knows how powerful Lockhart is, so why use lies to maintain it.
No one saw that Lockhart was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
He wears rings on all ten fingers, leaving only one.
The drama came to an end, and with the release of the "Daily Prophet" the next day, Cornelius Fudge was forced to step down early due to multiple accountability and scandals.
Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, temporarily acting as the Minister of Magic, threatened to ensure the safety of Hogwarts students to the greatest extent.
"We'll stop at nothing to catch Sirius Bright, wherever we meet him in the toilet, and drown him in the urinal."
The iron-blooded style changed the previous weakness of the Ministry of Magic.
The Aurors went to Hogwarts to take care of security and manage the Dementors.
...
"So handsome."
Ron's face turned red with excitement. He imitated Rufus Scrimgeour's tone and said, "If you meet him in the toilet, drown him in the urinal. This is the real iron-blooded Auror!"
Harry also excitedly swung his fork into the potato, and they felt that this was the real Auror.
It's just that Harry felt a little sorry for Fudge, who was kind to him when school started.
Slytherin's long table.
"Draco, this is your father."
The Slytherins cast envious glances at Malfoy, who puffed out his chest proudly.
In the "Daily Prophet", Lucius Malfoy was chatting and laughing happily in it. This is the glory of the Malfoy family returning to the upper echelons of the magic world after a long absence!
John looked at the newspaper, Fudge stepped down, although Rufus Scrimgeour was only a temporary Minister of Magic, as long as Sirius was caught, this could be temporarily removed.
Fudge was devastated.
Not only ordinary wizards, but even the holy 28 clans have come forward.
The corner of Lucius Malfoy's mouth was three points sneering, three points cold, and four points careless.
Platinum-blonde hair is neat, the cane is tapped on the ground, and it is not too big or too small in the noisy Ministry of Magic.
"Dong dong."
The voice sounded, and the officials of the Ministry of Magic turned their eyes away.
Lucius is no longer what it used to be. He has become the director of Hogwarts again, and he is also the owner of the Museum of Dark Arts.
The corner of Fudge's mouth twitched slightly, and he stared at Lucius, "Lucius, what are you doing here?"
"Minister Fudge, of course I'm here on behalf of the Hogwarts board."
Across the noisy crowd, Lucius found a seat and sat down.
This is a press conference that Fudge specially held to throw the pot away, and now Fudge is on pins and needles.
Daily Prophet's gold medal reporter, Rita Skeeter is below.
Fudge and her superiors agreed that after the start, let Rita ask some topics about Knockturn Alley and point the finger at Johnny Silverhand.
As long as the topic is hot enough, even the dementors breaking into Hogwarts will be covered up.
It was just a Malfoy, Fudge glared at Lucius bitterly, and when he was all right, he must settle accounts with this former Death Eater.
More and more people came, and there was a noise.
Fudge looked, his complexion became ugly.
"Dharma Alex." He clenched his back molars, and his big face became ferocious.
The recipient of the Order of Merlin First Class, Dharma Alex Belby is very active.
The last time Hagrid happened, it was Dharma Alex exerting pressure.
Not only that, a burst of shutter sounded.
Gorgeous turquoise wizard robes, popular best-selling author Gilderoy Lockhart also came, he won the "Wizard Weekly" most charming smile award for the sixth time.
This top man in the magic world will actually attend a meeting of the Ministry of Magic.
Fudge couldn't stop it even if he wanted to, because Lockhart was also a recipient of the Order of Merlin, which meant he had influence in the magic world.
Besides, he is also a member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance. This alliance is not simple. It was founded by a pureblood, and most of them are big shots or officials from the Ministry of Magic of various countries.
Lockhart was able to enter it also because of its super high influence.
There was a sneer at the corner of Fudge's mouth. Others didn't know that he had been the Minister of Magic all these years for nothing. Gilderoy Lockhart was a liar, and he couldn't hide this matter from him.
If Lockhart was not sensible, he wouldn't mind exposing him as a liar in public and sending him to Azkaban to offset public opinion.
Fudge, who thought he had the lifeblood in his hands, asked his assistant to give Lockhart a message. Lockhart nodded distantly, and Fudge thought he was being sensible.
It was almost time for people to arrive at last. Fudge arranged his clothes and walked to the podium.
He gave Rita a look, and Rita lowered her head, not knowing what she was writing.
"Ahem, thank you colleagues in the magic world for coming here."
With a businesslike appearance, those who didn't know thought that Fudge had captured Sirius.
A lengthy prologue wears down the patience of others.
Lucius raised his hand lazily, and said in a moderate voice with sarcasm, "Minister Fudge, if you can, you can get to the point first."
The corner of his mouth was frivolous, and he said with a sneer: "No one wants to know how many cubs your bitch gave birth to."
There was a burst of suppressed laughter in the venue, and Fudge felt that he couldn't hold his face, so he had to get to the point.
Giving Rita a look, he cleared his throat, "Just ask any questions you want."
Rita stood up very cooperatively, and Fudge smiled and said, "It's just you."
He was expecting to hear questions about Johnny Silverhand, the dark dictator of Knockturn Alley, and Rita had spoken sharply instead.
"For those who advocate the use of dementors, what do you think of the dementors entering Hogwarts during their mission?"
Sharp!
Fudge's eyes widened in disbelief, and he stared at Rita, as if suspecting that she was someone else pretending to be.
"Is it the dereliction of the Ministry of Magic that the dementors are out of control?"
"Sirius Black has threatened the wizarding world to this day, do you need to take responsibility?"
"I heard that ten pure-blood families have submitted protests against you. What do you think of this?"
"Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror office, once suggested to you that Aurors should control the dementors. Is it selfish if you don't agree?"
Each question was like a sharp knife, piercing into Fudge's not-so-broad chest.
He was panting heavily, his small eyes turned red.
He didn't expect Rita Skeeter to be the first person to betray him. Is the "Daily Prophet" going to rebel? What the hell are they doing!
"Ahem." Lucius stood up gracefully. He looked around, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
He said with a sneer: "On behalf of the Hogwarts Board of Directors, I will hold the Ministry of Magic accountable for its negligence."
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the eyes of the journalists shined one by one.
At this moment, Dharma Alex's cane fell heavily, and he said coldly: "The Potion Masters Alliance expressed doubts about Cornelius Fudge's ability to continue to lead the Ministry of Magic. We hope to have a wise leader, Not a bad-ass clown."
Murder and kill!
The Potion Masters Alliance that Alex Dharma said was an organization composed of top figures in potion science. There were no more than ten members in it, but each of them was a powerful potion master.
Gilderoy Lockhart stopped pretending to be an ostrich when he saw that the bosses were all coming out.
With the most charming smile in "Wizard Weekly" six times in a row, he got up and said plausibly: "I also question Cornelius Fudge's ability, if I were here, there would never be such a thing as a dementor rushing into the school! "
As soon as he spoke, Fudge's already red eyes became even redder.
Forget about the previous ones, you dare to join in the fun even if you are an ignorant liar.
He pointed at Lockhart angrily, and shouted: "You liar, everything is a lie, he is a guy who knows nothing at all!"
Already dazzled by the backstab, Fudge shouted to the batter beside him: "Grab him and throw him into Azkaban!"
These were the hitters who played for Fudge, and they shot right away.
The red light of the Sleeping Charm flew towards Lockhart.
A gleam of pleasure flashed across Fudge's ferocious face, as if after seeing Lockhart being exposed, the huge news helped him cover up what happened today.
"Armor Protection! (Protego)"
Lockhart yelled pompously, and the Iron Armor Charm appeared on his body to deflect the attack.
Immediately afterwards, he drew out his wand, and said calmly and unrestrainedly: "It seems that you want to attack me, Merlin Third Class Medal winner and honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League."
Fudge was a little puzzled, he knew that Lockhart could not have such a powerful Iron Armor Curse.
The magic power from the ring poured into the wand, Lockhart smiled confidently, and immediately shot, the disarming spell bounced a striker away.
Several red lights were blocked by his iron armor curse that seemed to have eyes on the back of his head.
Every time a shot is taken, one hitter will be knocked into the air.
There were a total of five strikers present, and the three teamed up to attack Lockhart.
Lockhart sauntered about the courtyard, one hand behind his back, and one hand holding his wand to bounce spells back.
He pressed the three batterers back and forth, and he didn't even need to use spells in the back. The clever silent spell made people's mouths open.
"Bones in pieces! (Reducto)"
The intense white light turned into a ball and hit the three of them, and the three of them flew away.
Lockhart withdrew his hand and said with a melancholy expression, "Why bother, why let me do it."
Now, Fudge, who wanted to grab Lockhart's collapsed house and turn it over, collapsed. As long as his eyes are not blind, everyone knows how powerful Lockhart is, so why use lies to maintain it.
No one saw that Lockhart was so nervous that his palms were sweating.
He wears rings on all ten fingers, leaving only one.
The drama came to an end, and with the release of the "Daily Prophet" the next day, Cornelius Fudge was forced to step down early due to multiple accountability and scandals.
Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, temporarily acting as the Minister of Magic, threatened to ensure the safety of Hogwarts students to the greatest extent.
"We'll stop at nothing to catch Sirius Bright, wherever we meet him in the toilet, and drown him in the urinal."
The iron-blooded style changed the previous weakness of the Ministry of Magic.
The Aurors went to Hogwarts to take care of security and manage the Dementors.
...
"So handsome."
Ron's face turned red with excitement. He imitated Rufus Scrimgeour's tone and said, "If you meet him in the toilet, drown him in the urinal. This is the real iron-blooded Auror!"
Harry also excitedly swung his fork into the potato, and they felt that this was the real Auror.
It's just that Harry felt a little sorry for Fudge, who was kind to him when school started.
Slytherin's long table.
"Draco, this is your father."
The Slytherins cast envious glances at Malfoy, who puffed out his chest proudly.
In the "Daily Prophet", Lucius Malfoy was chatting and laughing happily in it. This is the glory of the Malfoy family returning to the upper echelons of the magic world after a long absence!
John looked at the newspaper, Fudge stepped down, although Rufus Scrimgeour was only a temporary Minister of Magic, as long as Sirius was caught, this could be temporarily removed.
