Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

As an institution that manages all wizards in the country, the Ministry of Magic has very strict rules and regulations.

According to the regulations, there is a fixed process for outsiders to enter the Ministry of Magic.

Visitors must go to a red telephone booth, tell the purpose of their visit to the Ministry of Magic, and get permission to enter.

In the past, Dumbledore would not make any special arrangements.

But today, Dumbledore's heart is full of anger, as if he has returned to the age of eighty or ninety years ago when he was hot-tempered and could not care about the procedures.

....

In the lobby of the eighth floor of the Ministry of Magic, figures flashed, and male and female wizards hurried.

In the middle of the lobby, there is a huge magic fountain, which is the most famous landscape of the Ministry of Magic, the 'Magic Brothers Fountain'.

The fountain is made of pure gold. Male and female wizards stand at the highest point, holding their wands high. Surrounding them are centaurs, house elves and goblins, looking at them with admiration.

Of course, this is just the ideal social form of wizards. Apart from house elves, the other two creatures do not respect wizards so much.

A large ball of fire suddenly appeared next to the fountain, scaring the people around.

Several strikers and Aurors guarding here immediately drew their wands, and were stunned until they saw Dumbledore appear.

"Principal Dumbledore?"

There is no wizard in the whole of Britain who does not know the old man in front of him.

Dumbledore's face was as dark as water. He did not respond, but after scanning the surroundings, he named:

"Kingsley, is Fudge in the Ministry?"

"Yes." A tall black wizard nodded blankly.

Dumbledore turned around and left.

"Wait!" Another wizard called him, "Dumbledore, this is against the rules, you haven't reported it yet, and you broke in illegally by Apparition..."

Dumbledore stopped, turned around and looked at the man who was talking expressionlessly.

The man swallowed his saliva and couldn't say the rest of the words.

The surroundings also fell silent.

Seeing that Old Dumbledore looked like someone who was not easy to mess with, even a fool would know that something must have happened. The man who just called him also regretted it and didn't know what to do now.

"Dumbledore?"

Fortunately, a voice came to his rescue at this time. Crouch came out of the elevator and noticed something was wrong when he saw the weird atmosphere in front of him.

"Barty." Dumbledore also nodded.

"You came at the right time. I've been looking for you recently, about..." Crouch walked to his side.

"Battie." Dumbledore interrupted him: "I have something very important to ask Fudge now."

"Then I will accompany you. I can't let you go today."

Crouch was very determined. Wayne had made considerable progress in what he asked him to do. After receiving letters and promises from the Ministry of Magic of the United States and Sakura, Fudge had begun to waver.

Now there are only 250 left to deal with as the host.Hogwarts, the matter is almost certain.

"Okay." Dumbledore nodded helplessly.

"Mr. Crouch, Dumbledore has not registered yet." Kingsley Shacklebolt reminded.

"Register what?" Crouch frowned: "This is my guest, don't bother."

With his words, the wizards in charge of guarding and maintaining public order breathed a sigh of relief.

.........

Crouch took Dumbledore to the underground first floor.

There are only two departments on this floor: the Minister's Office and the Logistics Department.

Along the way, Crouch also asked Dumbledore why he was in a hurry to find Fudge, but he was evaded.

Seeing them appear, a witch in a pink coat came up, her face wide and loose, like a pink toad.

"Principal Dumbledore, I'm so glad to see you here." The woman said in a sweet voice.

"Umbridge, Dumbledore is here to see Fudge." Crouch said.

Umbridge covered her mouth in surprise: "I remember that you don't seem to have an appointment today. The Minister is receiving guests now. If you don't mind, please wait a moment."

Crouch looked at her incredulously.

Is this woman crazy?

When did Dumbledore need to make an appointment to see Fudge?

In the past, Fudge had to go to Hogwarts to find him, okay!

"Who are you?" Dumbledore looked at Umbridge. He really had no impression of this student in his mind.

"Dolores Umbridge." Umbridge said in a coquettish voice: "Senior senior official of the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore snorted without comment. "There are senior officials?"

The disgusting smile on Umbridge's face suddenly froze.

"It's Fudge's assistant." Crouch's mouth twitched, but he still explained.

"You go in, I'll deal with him."

"Thanks Barty."

Dumbledore nodded, then ignored Umbridge and walked straight to the door of the Minister's office.

Umbridge wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Crouch.

"This is not your job scope, 'senior official'."

Umbridge's face turned pale and blue.

The door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Fudge, who was talking to someone, was very surprised.

"Albus, why are you here?"

The guest in the office was also a familiar face.

Lucius Malfoy raised his chin frivolously: "Dumbledore, you lack basic respect for the Minister of Magic. You barged in without even knocking on the door. Do you think this is your headmaster's office?"

Lucius Malfoy didn't have anything important to do here, he just came to keep in touch with his friends.

This is the way the Malfoy family survives, using money and the reputation of a pure-blood family to win over high-ranking officials in the Ministry of Magic and weave a huge protection network.

"Lucius, Albus is my friend, so he doesn't need to knock when he comes." Fudge tried to smooth things over, but Dumbledore didn't appreciate it at all.

"Lucius, I need to take up some of Cornelius' time, please go out now."

Lucius Malfoy instinctively wanted to explode, but when he saw Dumbledore's calm eyes, he just snorted.

"Go out if you want!"

After saying that, he got up and left angrily.

Fudge looked at Dumbledore awkwardly, not knowing what was wrong with him.

This blank expression made Dumbledore even more angry.

Such a big thing happened, and you, as the Minister of Magic, didn't even know about it?

"Cornelly, why didn't the Ministry of Magic control the Dementors? They broke into the school and almost killed a student!"

Lucius, who had just walked to the door and was about to turn the doorknob, froze and hurried to the two of them, looking nervous:

"Dementors have entered the school? How is Draco? Is he okay?"

Dumbledore looked at the anxious Lucius and didn't chase him away.

Two minutes later, Fudge and Lucius finally knew the whole story.

Lucius broke out before Fudge could speak.

"Minister Fudge! Is this how you manage Dementors?"

"My son is still in the competition. If anything goes wrong, can you bear the responsibility?"

"Those bastards must pay the price. Also, quickly remove all the Dementors. Otherwise, I will join other families to seek an explanation from the Wizengamot!"

"That's right." Dumbledore's mood suddenly improved a lot.

This seems to be the first time that he and Lucius have stood on the same front. Even he himself did not expect this day to come.

"And you!" Dumbledore was still too happy too early. Lucius, who had sprayed Fudge with a confused face, pointed the gun at him again.

"As the headmaster, you were not in school when such a big thing happened?"

"You were not there when Black sneaked into the castle not long ago, were you?"

"Dumbledore, if you don't want to be the headmaster, there are many people who want to be!"

At this moment, Dumbledore had only one thought in his mind.

The young man... is quite courageous.

......

Half an hour later, Fudge finally settled the anger of the two and gave a proper solution.

First of all, the Ministry of Magic will not pursue the hundreds of dead Dementors, but it is forbidden for Wayne to actively approach Dementors in the future.

If Wayne continues to kill, Azkaban will almost have no Dementors to guard it.

As for the remaining Dementors, the Ministry of Magic will also send a team of Aurors to control them, and at the same time return to Azkaban in batches to "eat" to ensure that similar things will not happen.

This time, the Ministry of Magic ignored the needs of the Dementors.

If they were willing to send a few wizards to negotiate with the Dementors,It wouldn't have come to this.

As for apology and compensation, that's impossible.

Dumbledore's behavior today has already embarrassed Fudge. If he compensates again, he will be scolded to death by his subordinates.

"Cornelly, I don't want this to happen again." Dumbledore made his attitude clear and left, followed by Lucius.

After the two went out, the smile on Fudge's face disappeared instantly, and his fists clenched.

Dumbledore...

An invisible crack appeared between Fudge and Dumbledore. This incident made Fudge realize again that too many people did not take him seriously as a minister.

........

Outside the door, seeing Lucius and Dumbledore appear, Umbridge immediately greeted them with a sweet smile.

"Mr. Malfoy..."

"Dumbledore." Lucius didn't even look at him, but warned Dumbledore: "Take good care of my son, or you will be in big trouble."

After that, he walked into the elevator aggressively.

"Thank you for your reminder, Lucius." Dumbledore replied calmly, ignoring Umbridge and came to Crouch's side.

"Just now you said you had something to talk about, how about going to your office to talk?"

"That's perfect."

Umbridge was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

What she hated most was that others looked down on and ignored her, but the three people today treated her as a transparent person and didn't care at all.

"When I take the position of Minister of Magic, I must take revenge!"

Looking at the empty corridor, Umbridge made a vicious oath.

On the other side

Dumbledore followed Crouch to his office on the fifth floor.

"Battie, what exactly is making you so anxious?"

Crouch motioned for Dumbledore to sit down, and asked the assistant to leave the office, and then he came to the opposite side of Dumbledore.

"What do you think about the expansion of the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Ilvermorny and the Institute of Magic have agreed to sponsor, and will also send professors to assist in the preparations. The Ministry has basically approved it. Now it's just your opinion."

Dumbledore was a little embarrassed.

"Battie... This matter is not something I can decide alone."

"Maxim and Karkaroff have agreed." Crouch interrupted him.

"This is a good thing. It will benefit everyone."

"The demand for exchanges among magic schools in other continents is increasing, and Hogwarts also needs to consolidate its reputation as a millennium college."

"Why are you still hesitating? Don't you have confidence in your students?"

"Of course not." Dumbledore immediately denied it.

Even if he didn't count Wayne, who was beyond common sense, he believed that his students were the best.

It's just...

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, seeing Crouch's somewhat anxious look, he still asked the question he cared about most:

"Battie, why do you care so much about the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Because I want to climb up."

Crouch said calmly: "For me, this is political achievement, and it is my trump card for the next election."

The two looked at each other, and Crouch did not hide his ambition.

Only when his position gets higher and higher, he will be more useful to Wayne, so that he will have a better chance of exchanging for a chance of resurrection.

"The Goblet of Fire will only select three warriors." Dumbledore said softly.

To be honest, he doesn't want to spend too much energy on the Triwizard Tournament now.

If there is no threat from Voldemort, he doesn't mind holding a grand event to let students communicate more with magic schools in other countries, which is also good for their growth.

But now the more people there are, the more problems will arise.

Voldemort and Tom were like two cold and poisonous snakes, staring at Hogwarts and Harry in the dark.

"The Goblet of Fire is not a problem at all."

Crouch took out a suitcase from his feet, opened it, and a golden and gorgeous wine glass lay quietly inside.

"This is the replacement I found. The Triwizard Tournament is outdated. Now it is a new era. What do you think of calling it the Holy Grail War?"

Dumbledore picked up the Holy Grail.

After a long time, his eyes became very solemn.

"This cup... did you find it?"

"It was not found by me." Crouch said softly: "This is what Mr. Lawrence asked me to pass on to you, and at the same time, he also asked me to say hello to you."

Dumbledore looked up in astonishment.

........

Hogwarts.

Wayne was surrounded by badgers, all of whom wanted to learn the Patronus Charm.

Cedric wanted to cling to his thighs as before, but this time Wayne didn't give him a chance and directly hung him on the wall.

Looking at the pairs of eager eyes staring at him, Wayne also had a headache.

He didn't have time to open a Patronus tutoring class. Even if he had time, he had no interest in it.

"You can go to Professor Lupin. He also knows this magic."

"Really?" Hannah was a little suspicious: "Professor Lupin has never used this spell. He didn't show up at the stadium today. How did you know?"

"Last time on the train, he was going to use the Patronus charm to drive away the Dementors, but I got there first."

Wayne said: "As long as you make a request in class, he will definitely not refuse."

"I don't have so much time to teach so many people. Let's all go."

Wayne persuaded all the badgers to leave before letting Cedric go.

The model student rubbed his aching waist: "Wayne, you are too cruel."

"Who told you to always cling to others? Who did you learn this shamelessness from?"Wayne glanced at him.

"I just want to learn the Patronus Charm."

"Go to the library to find information, and ask the professor if you don't know."

Seeing Wayne was about to go out, Cedric hurriedly followed him, "Where are you going?"

"To make money."

.......

Harry was the worst victim of the sudden attack of the Dementors. His Nimbus 2000 fell from a height of fifty feet and broke into two pieces.

And Wayne was the biggest winner.

The energy of the students' Patronus brooches had almost dissipated. After watching a game, they basically needed to buy new ones.

After seeing the powerful performance of the Star-Forged Dragon King's Patronus, many students who originally didn't care about the Patronus brooches also became enthusiastic.

The hundreds of stocks were quickly snatched up by the young wizards. Malfoy and other pure-blood young masters even asked him to customize the enhanced version. It seems that the Dementors today really scared them.

The next day.

Dumbledore, who had been away for many days, finally returned to school.

And the first thing he did after returning was to get scolded.