Chapter 770
But they met again later.
In less than a year, the upset Fudge suddenly appeared out of thin air in the Cabinet Conference Hall, telling the Prime Minister to say "Ghost and Strange" (at least it sounds like these words) something went wrong in the World Cup. , A few muggles were "involved" in, but the prime minister don't worry, although the mark of you know who appears again, it doesn't explain much of the problem.
Fudge believes this is just an isolated incident, and while they are talking, the muggle liaison office is busy revising the memory.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Fudge said again, "In order to host the Triwizard Tournament, we have to import three dragons and a sphinx from abroad. This is a common practice, but the management and control division of magical creatures The people told me that according to regulations, if we bring particularly dangerous animals into this country, we need to notify you."
"I—what—Dragon?" The prime minister stammered. Ask.
"Yes, three," Fudge said, "and a sphinx.
Well, I wish you all the best."
The Prime Minister is lucky. I hope there won't be anything more terrifying than Dragon and Sphinx, but he was wrong.
In less than two years, Fudge emerged from the fire again. This time, the news was: Azkaban had a collective escape.
"Collective escape?" the Prime Minister repeated in a hoarse voice.
"Don't worry, don't worry!"
Fudge said loudly, one foot has stepped into the flames, "We will soon kill them all-just think we should Let you know!"
I haven't waited for the Prime Minister to yell "Hey, wait a minute!" Fudge has disappeared in a green spark.
No matter what the media and the opposition say, the prime minister is not a stupid person.
He noticed that although Fudge had promised him when they met for the first time, in fact they met often now, and every time they met Fudge seemed more feel ill at ease.
The Prime Minister was reluctant to think of the Ministry of Magic, but he couldn't help but worry that the next time Fudge appeared, he would definitely bring even worse news.
So when he saw Fudge stepping out of the fire again, he thought it was the worst thing that had happened this hapless week.
Fudge was disheveled, looked irritable, and seemed to be angry and surprised at how the Prime Minister did not understand why he was visiting.
"How would I know-um-what happened in the Wizarding World?"
At this time, the Prime Minister said stiffly, "I want to manage a country. I need to worry about it now. There are enough things—"
"The things we worry about are the same." Fudge interrupted him. "Brockdale Bridge is not in disrepair; the wind is actually It was not a hurricane; the murder cases were not caused by muggle either.
Also, if Herbert Cholet is gone, his family will be safer.
We are currently arranging to transfer him to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, and we can do it tonight."
"Why do you...I'm afraid I...what?"
Fudge took a deep breath and said: "Prime Minister, I am very regretfully telling you that he is back.
The demon who can't even mention his name is back."
"I'm back? You said he's back, he's still alive? I mean—"
The Prime Minister searched for the specific content of the terrifying conversation three years ago in his memory, when Fudge talked to him It’s the wizard that everyone talks about, the wizard who disappeared mysteriously after committing countless heinous crimes fifteen years ago.
"Yes, still alive,"
Fudge said, "Is it alive-I can't tell-is a person who cannot be killed still alive? I don’t understand what’s going on, and Dumbledore refuses to explain it well—but anyway, he must have a body that can walk, talk, and kill, so I thought, just let’s talk about it. Said that he is indeed alive."
After hearing this, the Prime Minister didn’t know what to say for a while, but he had a deep-rooted habit of showing his innocence no matter what topic he talked about. He didn't know it, so he searched hard in his memory for the content of their previous conversations.
"Is the little gray wolf Black and-um-with the demon who can't even mention the name?"
"Black?"
Fudge said upset, turning his yar top quickly with his fingers,
"You mean Sirius Black, right? Black is dead, and then I found out, um, we are in Black He was innocent, and he did not collude with the demon who can’t even mention his name. I mean, "
Dome The top hat turned faster in his hand: "All the evidence shows-there are more than fifty eyewitnesses-but he is dead.
Actually, he was killed.
It’s where the Ministry of Magic office is, and this matter must be investigated..."
Hearing this, the Prime Minister suddenly had a compassion on Fudge, which made him himself Surprised.
However, his sympathy was fleeting, and was immediately replaced by a feeling of self-satisfaction.
He thought that although he did not have the ability to manifest from the fireplace, there has never been a murder case in the government department under his jurisdiction...At least not yet...
The Prime Minister secretly knocked on the wooden table. This is the habit of many peoples in the world: If you talk about or think of something ominous, you should knock on the wooden thing nearby to avoid it.
Fudge continued: "But Black’s matter has passed. The problem now is that we are in a war. The Prime Minister must take some measures."
" Chinese?" The Prime Minister repeated uneasily, "This must be an exaggeration."
"Some followers of the demon who can't even mention the name, after escaping from Azkaban in January , And went to him again."
Fudge's speech speed is getting faster and faster, and the yar top turns like flying, turning into a fuzzy yellow-green. "Since their public appearance, they have caused a lot of damage.
Brockdale Bridge-he collapsed, the Prime Minister, he threatened that unless I stand with him , Otherwise he will slaughter muggle in large numbers——"
"Oh my God, it turns out that those people were killed are all your questions, but I was forced to answer those about rusty equipment, rotted expansion joints, etc. The problem of unfathomable mystery!"
"My problem!"
Fudge blushed and said, "Are you saying you would succumb to such threats?"
"Maybe not," said the prime minister, standing up, walking around the room in strides, "but I will try my best to catch the person who threatened me and not let him Committing such a cruel crime!"
"Do you think I didn't make every effort?" Fudge asked excitedly, "Every Auror in the Ministry of Magic is trying to find him and round up His followers, to this day! But what we are talking about right now happens to be the most powerful wizard ever. He has been at large for nearly thirty years!"
"I think, you will tell next Me, the hurricane in the west was caused by him too?"
Every step he took, the anger in his heart increased by 1 point.
He found all the reasons for the terrifying disaster, but he couldn't tell the public. It was just too irritating. It would be better if it was the government's fault.