Chapter 581 Cornelius Fudge

Originally, Chris was going to return to the Ministry of Magic. After the Triwizard Tournament, as one of the referees, he still had a lot of finishing work to do... For example, sending the magical animals that appeared in the maze back to their original places.

The part provided by Hagrid was easy to say, just put it back to the Forbidden Forest, but there were also many magical animals provided by Newt, and Chris needed to send them back.

However, after what happened just now, he suddenly changed his mind. Before leaving Hogwarts, he wanted to go to Dumbledore first.

"I think you'd better go later, or choose another time." Kyle reminded: "Minister Fudge is also in the principal's office, and the atmosphere there is probably not very good."

"It doesn't matter, I can wait." Chris said, and then looked in the direction of the castle with a serious expression.

As a member of the Ministry of Magic, he certainly knew what kind of character Fudge was, and he also knew that he absolutely did not want to believe the news of Voldemort's resurrection.

Therefore, the chat between Dumbledore and him could not be very pleasant.

"They are in the principal's office. Do you want to go directly?" Kyle asked, "Or should we wait a while? We can go to the lounge to eat something first. I'm a little hungry."

"No, there's no need for that." Chris stared at the corner, where he could vaguely hear a chaotic sound of footsteps.

"Evidence, Dumbledore, you can't fool me with a memory that you don't know whether it's true or false!"

Fudge's somewhat exasperated voice came, "Or are you willing to accept the nonsense of those two children? Don't be ridiculous."

Then came Dumbledore's voice.

"I've said it many times, Cornelius, I was there, you can ask the Aurors to check my memory."

"Memory can be false... especially for wizards like you."

"I can guarantee that it won't happen." Dumbledore said, "Listen to me, Cornelius, it's not too late now, we must act immediately and send messengers to the giants... lest they stand on Voldemort's side again."

"Send messengers to the giants!" Fudge screamed, "What kind of crazy talk is this? People hate giants to the core, Dumbledore... If the wizarding world knows that I have dealings with giants... I can't think of continuing to be a minister!"

"Cornelius, you are too obsessed with your official position, which makes you lose your proper judgment..."

"Ridiculous, you must be crazy, just because of the nonsense of two children..."

The few people were getting closer and closer, and soon, Fudge noticed this side.

"Oh, Chris." He quickly changed the subject and said, "Have you seen Kyle? I need to ask him something?"

"What?" Chris turned his head subconsciously, but found that he was the only one left here.

Kyle didn't want to contact Fudge at this time, as can be seen from the conversation between the two just now. It's useless to say anything now.

He didn't even believe in Dumbledore's memory, so naturally he wouldn't change his mind because of a few words from him. He needed to think of other ways to deal with this matter.

Before that, he didn't want to argue too much with Fudge, nor did he want to make himself unhappy.

Although he didn't know the directional magic of the Department of Mysteries, fortunately it was late at night, and the effect of the Disillusionment Charm was not bad.

At least Fudge didn't find his location.

"No, he should have returned to the castle." Chris also guessed Kyle's thoughts and said calmly.

"Then let's go to the hospital ward first," said Dumbledore. "Harry is there, and he can also testify."

"Ha...testify?" Fudge laughed harshly, "Crazy, all crazy...I want to see what absurd things you can make up."

Dumbledore turned his head, his eyes paused for a moment on Kyle who was under the Disillusionment Charm, and then said:

"You can come with us, Chris, if you are not in a hurry to go back."

"Okay." Chris nodded and followed.

The few of them quickly crossed the courtyard and disappeared at the corner of the stairs leading to the hospital ward.

At the same time, Kyle also lifted the Disillusionment Charm and couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

Dumbledore was too anxious. The tougher the attitude towards Fudge, the more counterproductive it would be.

Maybe this method worked before, but now Fudge no longer needs to borrow Dumbledore's name to support the scene.

Without Crouch's threat, Fudge had just tasted the sweetness of being in power, and it was unwise to go against him at this time.

But there was no other way. Whether Fudge was willing to believe it or not, this matter had to be told, and it could only be told by Dumbledore.

If it were someone else, Fudge probably wouldn't even listen... no matter who it was.

It was just that Harry might have to work harder, as he had to be woken up not long after falling asleep.

Kyle sighed and walked towards the castle.

When he returned to the castle, he met Mrs. Weasley, who looked anxious, as well as Bill and Charlie.

"Kyle, I'm so glad you're okay." Mrs. Weasley ran over quickly, "Where's Harry, have you seen him?"

"Harry is in the school hospital." Kyle said, noticing that Mrs. Weasley's face turned pale, and he quickly explained, "He just drank the dreamless sleeping potion and fell asleep there."

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Weasley said thankfully.

"Hermione said Harry was missing." Charlie came over and whispered, "Then we went to find Professor Dumbledore and happened to meet Sirius, who told us everything."

"So is that all true?" Bill said with a heavy face, "Did the mysterious man really come back to life?"

"Absolutely true..." Kyle said, "I saw it, and so did Harry and Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh..." Bill took a breath.

Mrs. Weasley's hand holding Kyle also trembled violently a few times.

"I suggest you go find Harry later." Kyle said, "The headmaster and Fudge have just gone. How about going to the Hufflepuff common room first? We can eat something first. I'm really hungry."

"No, we have to help him." Mrs. Weasley said with a pale face, "I know what kind of person Fudge is. He won't believe this, nor will he believe Harry. With me here, Harry can at least feel a little relieved.

"Bill, go and inform your father that Dumbledore should need our help."

"Okay, Mom. "

Mrs. Weasley walked quickly towards the hospital ward, and Bill and Charlie turned to the owl shed. In the blink of an eye, Kyle was the only one left here again.

Okay... there should be no one here now.

Kyle shrugged and finally returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

The lights in the common room were bright, and there were many cakes and delicious snacks on the table.

As a Hufflepuff tradition, Kyle won the Triwizard Tournament and naturally had to celebrate.

It was just that he came back a little too late. There were not many people left in the common room, and most people had gone to bed at this time, so it was not suitable for celebration.

However, everyone still congratulated Kyle and agreed to give him another celebration party tomorrow, and Kyle agreed.

He walked to the table, picked up a sandwich and took a big bite.

"What happened? Why did you come back so late?" Connor handed him a glass of lemonade.

"Big thing, big thing. "Kyle took the lemonade and drank a few sips. The sour taste also sobered him up a lot.

"Isn't the Triwizard Tournament over? What else can happen?" Cedric asked in confusion.

"It's hard to explain in a few words." Kyle glanced at the few people in the lounge, "Come with me."

He took Connor and Cedric to a table in the corner.

"Maybe you may not believe it, but I have to say... Voldemort is resurrected."

"Bang!"

Cedric dropped the butterbeer in his hand to the ground.

"Ha, this joke is not very good." He laughed dryly twice and cleaned up the butterbeer on the ground with his wand.

"The mysterious man is dead, and everyone knows it."

"I also hope this is just a joke, but it's not." Kyle finished the last sip of lemonade. "It is estimated that it will not be long before Professor Dumbledore will tell you the news. "

Cedric's wand also fell.

And Connor, she was about to mash the sandwich in her hand into mashed potatoes.

"It's not that I don't believe you, Kyle...but how is this possible." Cedric stammered, "Harry Potter...the savior who killed the mysterious man...he is in Gryffindor..."

"So what I'm talking about is resurrection." Kyle glanced out the window, "You don't need to believe it now, just be prepared."

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