Chapter 269: Sharing the Minister's Worries

After being reported by many news media, in just one afternoon, even wizards who did not watch the live broadcast of the game knew about the feat of Hogwarts students fighting against the Dementors.

For a time, the entire wizarding world was shocked by this shocking event.

Wizards were talking about it, whether in the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley or around the dinner table of wizard families, almost everyone was talking about this thrilling battle.

In various wizarding families, many parents of students watched the replay on TV repeatedly with pride.

They couldn't wait to write letters to their relatives and friends, telling them about their children's heroic deeds. Some parents even exaggeratedly described that it was their children who took the lead in repelling the Dementors.

However, as the excitement gradually subsided, a feeling of fear quietly spread.

"How dare the Dementors attack the students? How lawless!"

"What on earth is the Ministry of Magic doing to allow something like this to happen!"

The anger of the parents began to spread and was directed unreservedly at the Ministry of Magic.

The fury reached a peak on Monday, when a flood of Howler letters flooded into the Ministry.

There was chaos everywhere, and the minister's office was the worst hit.

"Fudge, you are a minister with a shrunken cerebellum. You actually allowed Dementors to attack students!"

"You incompetent fellow, don't even think about getting a single vote in the next election!"

"The children were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They are the future of our wizarding world. You idiot should resign!"

"If you can't be a minister, then step down immediately and give your position to someone more capable!"

Fudge stood in his office, shouting. The insults in the letter exploded in his ears like thunder, making his head ache.

"Asshole, what does the Dementors' disobedience have to do with me? It wasn't me who ordered them to attack the students!"

Fudge's face turned red with anger, and he paced back and forth angrily in the small space, the veins on his forehead exposed, and curses kept coming out of his mouth.

Amid the chaos, a pink figure stood quietly outside Fudge's office door, seeming out of place with the surrounding hustle and bustle.

Listening to Fudge's roar and the sound of smashing things in the office, Umbridge curled the corners of her mouth slightly, thinking about how to use this incident to gain greater benefits for herself.

This is an excellent opportunity!

A chance to demonstrate his abilities and further solidify his position within the Ministry.

Fudge is currently in the midst of an emotional whirlpool, and the Ministry of Magic has also been pushed to the forefront by the public's anger.

As long as he could use some tricks to help Fudge overcome this difficulty, he could become the savior of the Ministry of Magic in broad daylight.

Just when Fudge was almost losing his mind with anger, Umbridge knocked on the door gently, then pushed it open and walked in.

"Minister," Umbridge said with her signature smile, "I have a solution to this crisis."

Fudge turned his head suddenly. He knew that Umbridge was good at dealing with crises, and perhaps she had a way to deal with the current situation.

"Umbridge, what do you suggest?"

Umbridge's eyes flashed with a shrewd light: "Now everyone is focusing on the issue of Dementors entering Hogwarts."

"We might as well start from here and turn public opinion in our favor."

Fudge asked anxiously, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Can you tell me how to reverse public opinion?"

For the entire morning, due to the numerous Howlers, the Ministry of Magic's daily affairs were almost at a standstill.

More importantly, after this incident, the credibility of the entire Ministry of Magic was greatly reduced, and the public's disgust with the Ministry of Magic reached its peak.

He urgently needs to do something to save his image.

Umbridge smiled confidently and said gently, "Minister, think about it, why were Dementors sent to Hogwarts in the first place?"

"I can go to Hogwarts and 'investigate' and establish the facts."

"You mean..." Fudge's face showed a look of sudden realization.

good idea!

This completely changed the nature of the incident.

The Dementors were no longer the murderers attacking the students, but were doing their duty conscientiously.

They simply discovered Sirius's trace and a misunderstanding occurred during the pursuit.

Not only did Dumbledore not appreciate it, but he condoned the students to attack the staff of the Ministry of Magic, resulting in many Dementors being killed in the line of duty.

When the masses learn of this fact, they will understand that the Ministry of Magic is the victim.

By then, the image of the Minister of Magic enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens will be deeply rooted in people's hearts.

This Umbridge is worthy of being his trusted and beloved general, she knows how to get things done.

Thinking of this, Fudge immediately ordered Umbridge to go to Hogwarts and asked her to make sure this matter was made into an ironclad case.

Umbridge, who was recognized by Fudge, came to Hogwarts excitedly, but she felt insulted before she even entered the gate of Hogwarts.

"You mean, I, the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, have to ask for your permission before entering Hogwarts and apply for a visitor pass?"

Umbridge's face turned livid as she scolded Filch who had opened the door to Hogwarts.

"Open your dog eyes and look. I'm here on behalf of the Ministry of Magic. How dare you stop me?"

This group of rude guys not only let me be greeted by a dud, but also refused to let me in.

Having said that, she pushed Filch aside and strode into the campus.

"Get out of the way! If you delay the Ministry of Magic's business, I'll have you thrown into Azkaban!"

To Umbridge's surprise, as soon as she stepped into the Hogwarts campus, shrill alarms sounded all around.

Her face turned completely gloomy, she stopped and looked at Filch viciously.

What's the meaning!

Do you consider yourself an intruder?

"Deputy Minister," Filch said with a smile, "Please wait a moment. Professor McGonagall has learned of your visit."

"She will be here soon and will issue you a visitor's pass in person."

Umbridge was too lazy to pay attention to Filch until she saw Professor McGonagall. Then she put on her professional smile again and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Professor McGonagall, I'm sorry to come to visit you. I didn't expect that I would need a visitor's pass to come to Hogwarts. Otherwise, I can't even enter the main gate."

Professor McGonagall said seriously, "This is an upgraded defense system for the safety of students. Strangers entering must obtain a certificate."

As she spoke, she took out a visitor's card and said to Umbridge: "Take out your wand, tap the card lightly, then put it away, and you can follow me into the school."

"I'm the Deputy Minister of Magic," Umbridge raised her eyebrows, "Do I need to apply for a certificate too?"

"Of course, even if Minister Fudge comes, he must apply for a visitor pass." Professor McGonagall waved her wand to stop the alarms around her.

"Unless you want to hear this piercing sound everywhere you go, you need to apply for a visitor's pass."

Umbridge's smile faded.

Okay, okay, it’s a compliance test, right?

You can clearly control these alarms, but you still insist on getting your own certificate.

This is not taking yourself seriously!

This is a blatant disrespect to the Ministry of Magic!

Minister Fudge was right. Everyone at Hogwarts, from the headmaster on down, was lawless.

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