Chapter 394: The End of Ludo Bagman

However, when Ludo burst into the office crying, he found that Fudge was not the only one in the room. There were also Rufus Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office, Barty Crouch, Deputy Director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, Amelia Bones, Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Arthur Weasley, Director of the Office of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts, etc. There were more than a dozen people, all of whom were well-known figures in the Ministry of Magic.

Ludo was completely stunned, and Fudge was also slightly stunned. What was this idiot doing here now? Didn't he know what it meant to avoid suspicion? He quickly said, "Mr. Bagman, you should know what happened today. It was very bad and has brought great negative impact to the Ministry of Magic. You'd better go back to your office now, reflect on yourself behind closed doors, and wait for further processing results."

"Minister Fudge, this is unnecessary, isn't it?" Barty Crouch's dignified voice with a hint of displeasure sounded immediately, "Mr. Bagman is here, so please explain the relevant issues in the report clearly. The reputation of the Ministry of Magic must not be tarnished."

Hearing this, Ludo's face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked at Fudge for help, and obviously placed his hope of escaping unscathed on the Minister.

"Mr. Crouch, now is not a good time to settle accounts," Fudge retorted immediately, with a hint of anger in his tone. "What we should do now is public relations to minimize the impact of this incident. Only in this way can we restore the reputation of the Ministry of Magic."

"Is this the decision of the Minister of Magic? It really opened my eyes." Old Barty's mocking voice sounded again: "When encountering a problem, instead of thinking about how to solve it, you only want to cover it up? Don't be ridiculous! The real way to restore the reputation of the Ministry of Magic is to handle it impartially, share the most real situation with the public, and let everyone witness the Ministry of Magic's impartiality."

As soon as the words fell, they immediately attracted a lot of people's approval.

Fudge's face turned very ugly. He looked around and immediately said with relief, "Scrimgeour, what do you think of this matter?"

"This..." Scrimgeour replied somewhat helplessly: "I think that since this matter has not been thoroughly investigated, we cannot easily convict him; but the public opinion is overwhelming, so we should still control it first."

"You can't say that." Amelia Bones, who was always known for her fairness, suddenly spoke up: "The Ministry of Magic must remain fair. It won't take long to thoroughly investigate Mr. Ludo Bagman's case. But why are there still people blocking the investigation? What exactly do you want to do?"

Her voice was filled with undisguised questioning and anger, causing the entire room to fall into silence. Her harsh words directly left Fudge and his group speechless.

"Well, Mr. Bagman, tell me whether the report in the Daily Prophet is true or not." Old Barty's words sounded again...

In the following days, Ludo reached the darkest moment of his life. Two people, led by Old Batty and Amelia, questioned him repeatedly.

At first, Ludo instinctively denied it, but as old Batti produced evidence again and again, his face became paler and paler, and everything became undeniable.

Bagman burst into tears like a 300-pound child who had done something wrong. However, at this moment, no one in the Minister's office could save him...

"All right!" Old Barty said majestically, "Now, I hereby announce that Mr. Ludo Bagman will be removed from his position as Director of the Department of Magical Games and Sports, and will be transferred to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement for further investigation. As for the various positions in the Department of Magical Games and Sports, they will be filled in order according to the positions of the original department members."

Fudge stared at Old Batty with a gloomy face, but did not object. He knew that he had lost this round. But for a department that was not too important, he could still avoid being controlled by Old Batty in such a bad situation. He could barely accept such a result.

After all, if the replacement is made in order, the former deputy director will become the new director, and this deputy director has always been a neutral person. In this way, although Fudge's influence in this department will be weakened, at least he will not completely lose control...

That afternoon, near the end of the get off work day, Elena, a trainee clerk at the British and Irish Quidditch League Headquarters under the Department of Magical Games and Sports, who had only been employed for five days, received shocking news - she would skip the official clerk rank and be promoted directly to senior clerk! So where did the word "senior" come from?

At the same time, Ludo Bagman left the Ministry of Magic building with a lonely look on his face. He wandered aimlessly on the street, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Ludo's expression suddenly froze, and he saw two strangers in black robes blocking his way. Could it be that those debt collectors were worried that he could not repay the debt and came directly to his door? Ludo was terrified and turned around to flee, but found that the other two people behind him also blocked his way.

"What...what do you want to do?" Ludo asked in a trembling voice, "Don't mess around, I...I won't go back on my word." His face was as pale as paper, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear and anxiety.

"Mr. Bagman, please don't panic. We are not creditors." One of the black-robed strangers said gently, "The master heard that you were in trouble and is very worried about your recent situation. She asked us to invite you to an appointment and told me to tell you that she has a way to solve your current problem."

Hearing this, Ludo's body trembled violently, but he quickly regained his composure. He slowly asked, "Who is your master?"

The black-robed man smiled and replied softly, "I'm sorry, there are too many people here and I can't reveal her information. But you can imagine, if we really want to harm you, and four of us attack you unexpectedly and at the same time, is it possible for you to escape? The invitation must be full of sincerity."

Ludo's slow brain was forced to work for a while, and he found that it seemed to be true. So he said no more and got on a black carriage at the corner of the street. It was still the pattern of the Isabella butterfly, and the emblem of the Zabini family...