Chapter 320 Fudge and Time Conversion

To be honest, Ian's sense of Grindelwald is not bad, but when he thinks of the other person's identity as a prophet, he is unwilling to communicate too much with him.

There is no way. If you communicate with this kind of people too much, not only will you feel tired, but more importantly, the information will not be equal.

After a brief exchange, Ian left Durmstrang. From the current point of view, the purpose of his trip has been achieved, which is to understand the trends of fungi in the ocean and their future development trends.

Walking outside Durmstrang School, Ian looked up at the sky and saw that the Tropic of Cancer was slightly in the middle. With nothing to do, he decided to visit Fudge.

The letter requesting the time converter was also sent out a few days ago. I think with Fudge's efficiency, things should be almost done by now.

Ian still very much recognized Fudge's ability. Don't look at the various indecisions and hesitations in the original work, but it also depends on the current situation.

When the situation is unclear, it is the nature of politicians to be cautious. In short, they pursue this: do more and you will make more mistakes, do less and you will make fewer mistakes, and do not do better.

However, once his side is clear, Fudge will show his fierce and decisive side. As a figure who fights against thousands of troops, if he doesn't have some means, let alone becoming the Minister of Magic, he will probably be crushed by his colleagues long ago. There is no scum left.

"I just happened to go get something here today. It's better to have a thousand birds in the forest than a bird in your hand."

Thinking of this, Ian's expression moved slightly, and with a soft sound, he disappeared completely.

at the same time.

At the British Ministry of Magic, Fudge glanced at the three exquisite and gorgeous hourglasses placed on the walnut desk, and at the same time looked calmly at the director of the Department of Mysteries, a thin middle-aged man in front of him.

After a long time, a voice sounded:

"Amos, if I remember correctly, we have worked together for more than 20 years."

"Yes, Minister! A whole 23 years." Amos Selwyn, the current director of the Department of Mysteries, is also from the Selwyn family, one of the 28 sacred families.

"Twenty-three years, how fast! From youth to middle age, it flies by. I don't know how long we can work together in the future."

Fudge's tone became more and more casual, just like an old man lamenting the passage of time.

Amos, who was sitting across from him, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Others may not know it, but as a classmate of the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, Amos witnessed how Fudge climbed from a graduate intern to a... The position of the Minister of Magic.

Don't trust Fudge, because he's always acting, this is a saying Amos has kept in mind over the years. But faced with Fudge's obvious temptation and wooing, he couldn't turn a blind eye.

"Mr. Minister, the future is constantly changing, but under the leadership of the Minister, the Ministry of Magic will only become more prosperous and stronger."

What is Fudge's ultimate purpose in wooing him? Hehe, all fools know that in the past, he wouldn't mind standing with the minister, but now... I'm sorry, the minister is nothing.

However, being able to become the director of the seven major departments of the Ministry of Magic, even if he is the director of the Department of Mysteries with the least power and the most marginalized, Amos's answer is watertight. When he refuses, he will not offend anyone.

First of all, let me say that the future is changing. Even if there is any agreement reached now, it will change as current events change. To put it bluntly, I won’t promise you anything, and even if I promise you won’t believe it. Instead of doing this, it’s better to confess from the beginning.

Secondly, the second sentence "under the leadership of the minister" also recognizes Fudge's leadership status in disguise. I only listen to the minister. If you are the minister now, then I will listen to you, that's all.

In other words, if you are no longer a minister one day...

Of course, Amos's ability to answer this question with confidence is inseparable from his surname.

No matter how much they deny it, the 28 holy pure-blood families have a very large hidden voice in the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, simple fence-sitters are often the first to be dealt with.

After hearing this answer, Fudge's expression became more kind, and the smile on his lips became kind and pleasant. He stood up and patted the other party's shoulder, saying: "Work hard. With our joint efforts, magic will be more prosperous and powerful." "

After Amos left, Fudge rubbed his sore face. Regarding the temptation and wooing just now, he also knew that he was a little too hasty.

As the most marginalized and low-profile department in the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Mysteries needs power but no power, and no manpower. So since he became the minister, he didn't pay much attention to this place, let alone win over him.

But today is different from the past. Under the current situation, everything has become different.

After graduating from Hogwarts, Fudge was determined to pursue power. Now that he has become the Minister of Magic, he has reached the pinnacle of power. To put it bluntly, there is no way forward.

However, the current situation allowed him to see another possibility: to achieve domination over Muggles.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Muggles have lost their power, and in the future it is foreseeable that only wizards will dominate the world.

When I think of the vastness of the five continents and seven oceans, and the billions of people... How can a person who pursues power his whole life remain indifferent.

And this is the fundamental reason why Fudge hastily wooed the Department of Mysteries, uniting all forces that can be united, even if it is just a clerk in the department, an errand boy, or even a cleaner...

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On the other side, with the development of his bloodline, after Ian released the phantom, he felt that his whole person entered a magical state, similar to the slow time dimension (Slow Time) in the signal band, just like a radar pulse jump. .

"Bang~"

After a soft sound, Ian appeared in the British Ministry of Magic, and also saw the hall's landmark building - the Brothers' Fountain, a fountain composed of statues of wizards, centaurs, goblins, and house elves.

With his flaming golden eyes and unique two-tone short hair, Ian was so recognizable that he arrived at Fudge's office without any hindrance.

You must know that the fire feast in the Ministry of Magic hall two years ago has been unforgettable for many people.

"Knock! Knock!"

When he pushed open the office door, he saw Fudge's fat face, which was now filled with a funny smile.

"Ha, Ian! I was just thinking about whether I should wait until the vacation is over to deliver the time turner to you in person, but I didn't expect to see you right now."

Fudge said in a brisk tone while ringing the bell next to the table. Two steaming cups of black tea and a plate of wriggling cockroaches appeared on the table.

Obviously, Fudge has mastered the art of watching people prepare their food.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Minister." Ian was not polite and sat down on the soft high-backed chair. At the same time, he picked up a pile of cockroaches and played with them.

Regarding Fudge's performance, to be honest, it's hard to dislike him. Whether it's his enthusiastic tone or the simple candies and black tea now, it's obvious that they are all based on the guests' preferences.

Simple actions can often have unexpected effects, truly moisturizing things silently.

"This is the applied time turner." Fudge took out a black wooden box from the drawer, opened the back cover, and slowly pushed it towards Ian.