Hogwarts: From Squibs to Greatness

Chapter 141 The Divorced Ministry of Magic and the Threat to Fudge

As the biggest contributor to the entire dementor incident, John was naturally notified by Principal Dumbledore.

So following Professor McGonagall, John came to the principal's office.

As soon as he entered the door, John saw Principal Dumbledore with a serious face, but he seemed to see John and McGonagall coming in. Principal Dumbledore quickly showed a gentle smile on his face, and asked them to sit down and wait. Wait for the Ministry of Magic.

And less than a minute after John sat down, he heard a knock on the door of the room, after Dumbledore yelled "Come in".

Different from the arrogant attitude last time, this time Fudge pushed open the door of the principal's office with some respect, and quickly entered the office with the people behind him.

Rufus Scrimgeour saw John sitting on the sofa at a glance. He knew that this young man was extraordinary during the previous contact. Now, as the other party has achieved more and more achievements, the invisible forces behind him are getting bigger and bigger. His attitude towards John has long since changed to respect.

Nodding to John, John naturally nodded in return.

However, because Rufus Scrimgeour was standing behind Fudge on the left, Fudge thought that John was nodding to him. It is John.

Since the other party took the initiative to show his favor, then the subsequent things will definitely be completed smoothly.

Thinking of this, Fudge's pale face turned slightly rosy, and because of this, he replied to John very enthusiastically.

John looked at Fudge who suddenly smiled at him, and after thinking about it, he soon realized that the other party had misunderstood, and looking at him like this, he might be involved in the next thing.

Sure enough, just as John had guessed, Fudge walked straight towards him like this, appearing in front of John at a speed that didn't match his figure at all.

He reached out and grabbed John's hand, shaking it up and down a little excitedly.

"Mr. Williams, you really deserve to be the youngest genius in the magic world! Thank you so much. Without you to stop the dementors, it is really unimaginable what kind of tragedy will happen!"

"Your feat has once again restored the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic will never forget your kindness!"

"If you want, I can write a letter of recommendation in advance. After you graduate, you can directly join an important department and become the team leader. I believe that with your ability, you can definitely become the deputy director or director."

"What do you think? The Ministry of Magic is looking forward to your joining!"

Because of Fudge's smile, the creases on his face were almost glued together, and with the other's shiny oily head, he looked extremely greasy.

At the same time, John also noticed that when he was talking about this, Fudge was still looking behind him from the corner of his eye. It seemed that he was carefully observing Principal Dumbledore's reaction.

But John didn't need to look back to know that the expression on Principal Dumbledore's face was definitely not good-looking, and it could even be said to be a little scary.

Because even though his blood grew into a juvenile dragon, he still instinctively felt the pressure from Principal Dumbledore behind him.

It seems that Fudge still doesn't take him seriously in his heart. The so-called win over now is actually for his own status and to stabilize Principal Dumbledore.

John looked back at Principal Dumbledore. At this moment, the face that always smiled was full of coldness and disappointment.

Obviously, Fudge's decision disappointed Headmaster Dumbledore.

After all, when Principal Dumbledore recommended Fudge to the position of Minister of Magic, he hoped that he could wholeheartedly contribute to the stability and development of the magic world.

But what Fudge is showing now is all saying that as long as he can keep the power in his hands, he can abandon many things.

It's a pity that Fudge has always got one thing wrong. If he can do things honestly instead of focusing on approval ratings,
Then even if bad things happen, he will not step down easily, because everyone knows that he is a practical minister.

Not to mention that if he did this, then Dumbledore would stand firmly and always behind him to ensure his stable position in the Ministry of Magic.

But now not only everyone can clearly see Fudge's cowardice, even Fudge's biggest backer, Principal Dumbledore, is also alienated from him, and even feels a little abandoned.

but……

John secretly looked at the cowardly minister in front of him. He felt that the other party actually had some uses, such as setting things right before stepping down, ending the injustice, and adding to Voldemort's troubles.

It happened that he remembered that he happened to have some good things in his hands, which could be used on Minister Fudge by means of ancient Egyptian magic.

Having figured this out, John didn't bother to argue with Fudge anymore, and directly pulled out the hand that was held by Fudge, and said with a formulaic smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, I'm not interested in the current Ministry of Magic. I still like to study the mysteries of magic by myself."

"Besides, the principal asked me for something... so, I'm sorry."

Faced with such a direct refusal, just like in the last honor ceremony, Fudge could hardly keep the smile on his face.

And John's pause just now, no one present who is not an old fox, who can't understand the unspoken meaning.

This made Fudge's complexion even more exciting like that of an overturned dyeing workshop.

John walked up to Principal Dumbledore, and Dumbledore turned his attention to John, showing a kind smile.

With relief in his expression, Dumbledore said to John: "John, please repeat what happened this afternoon."

John nodded, and then clearly and clearly recounted the arrival of the dementors and how he subdued them.

Throughout the whole process, John's expression was normal, and he didn't have the slightest feeling that he had done a feat. On the contrary, it gave people a sense of randomness.

Faced with such an attitude, coupled with the rejection and sarcasm just now, Fudge's face became more and more ugly. It seems that if Principal Dumbledore and others were not present, Fudge would have directly issued a "tongue seal" to John. throat".

John naturally noticed the change in Fudge's face, but he didn't care at all, because he did it on purpose, and he was going to give Minister Fudge another stab.

John's tone was calm, but everyone could hear the irony in it: "I think it must be that the joy caused by the Quidditch game is too great, and it's not in the environment like Azkaban, no one is always watching those cameras. Ghost."

"Happiness attracts, coupled with the weakening of supervision, naturally these dementors can't help but come to the arena in groups."

"After all, in the face of such happiness, trying to keep the dementors from attacking is like letting goblins watch over a bunch of unowned Galleons."

"With all due respect, I really don't know which idiot proposed to let the dementors protect the students. This is simply disregarding human lives and completely disregarding the safety of the students. Such people should be kicked out of the Ministry of Magic."

Hearing John's words, Fudge's face darkened completely. After all, everyone present knew that this order was actually given by him.

And now that John said that, he was throwing his face on the ground and stomping on it.

But now he didn't dare to attack at all, he could only lower his head and stare at John secretly with resentful eyes.

John naturally felt Fudge's malicious gaze, but John didn't care. Anyway, Fudge's life and death would be in John's hands after tonight, and he would just look at him twice, and he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh.

So after John finished speaking, he didn't give Fudge any look, and sat directly beside Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, looking at Fudge.

What happened after that has nothing to do with John. While drinking tea with Professor McGonagall, John watched Principal Dumbledore admonishing Fudge in a tone that seemed to be reprimanding his subordinates.

Coupled with John's shameless refusal and sarcasm before, this made Fudge even more embarrassing.

In the end, the two parties broke up unhappy, and John saw all this in his eyes...

"Damn! Damn!"

"Damn Dumbledore! You actually taught me with the tone of admonishing your subordinates! And that abominable John Williams, dare to mock me, and don't even look at what he is..."

In the office, Fudge smashed everything he could see to the ground.

Because the other people were driven away in advance, no one came in to check such a big commotion in the room.

After finally smashing the cup in his hand into pieces, Fudge collapsed on the ground out of breath, reaching out and tugging at the tie.

Just when he was about to let the secretary come in to tidy up the office, he saw the magic lamp in the room flickering twice.

Then a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and just for a moment, a huge force wrapped around his neck and lifted him up from the seat.

Fudge suddenly felt an indescribable sense of suffocation and an omen of death attacking him.

Because of his inability to breathe, Fudge was struggling like a greasy and fat stinky fish, and the picture in front of him turned black, making it impossible to see the attacker's face clearly.

Under the desire to live inspired by death, he kept patting and pinching his arm with his hands, but the arm was as motionless as steel.

Then in a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of something breaking open.

In the next second, a piercing pain came from the center of the palm.

Fudge could clearly feel that some kind of hard living thing had entered his body, constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood, from the center of his palm along his arm all the way up, constantly approaching his heart.

During this process, the feeling of his flesh and blood being constantly being swallowed made him unable to restrain his wailing, but because of the hand on his neck, this wailing turned into a slight sound of inhalation.

Soon after the pain disappeared, a certain feeling of heart palpitations arose, and he clearly felt that there seemed to be some living thing entrenched in the position of his heart.

Because the suffocation and pain magnified his senses, he felt like a century had passed for all this to happen.

In reality, it took less than a minute from start to finish.

The feeling of suffocation faded as the man who had strangled him let go,

Fudge fell to the ground like a salted fish, clutching his neck and breathing like a broken bellows.

After he recovered, he looked up and saw an extremely familiar face, a face he had just seen a few hours ago.

"John...Williams...it's you!...you bastard..."

But before Fudge could say the next words, a pain almost beyond imagination came from his heart.

All of a sudden, because of the intense pain, Fudge's eyes went dark for a while, and his breathing became difficult.

Then in this pain, John's voice was like a mist, but its content made Fudge feel like falling into an ice cave.

"I advise you to be more honest, Minister Fudge." John looked condescendingly at Fudge lying on the ground like a dead salted fish, "Your life and death are on my mind now, I better think clearly about what you want to say What."

(End of this chapter)