Hogwarts time travel

The perspective returns to the original world. While Loya was asleep, Dumbledore left Hogwarts with Adrian.

They were going to see Fudge.

As the minister of the British Ministry of Magic and the most powerful official, he could live in the official residence, but he did not choose to live there, but chose to live in his own small villa in the countryside.

Every day after get off work, he would return to his cozy cabin and taste the antiques he had collected over the years.

It was one of the old man's few hobbies.

Another hobby is power.

When Dumbledore came to the door of Fudge's house, he found the wrought iron gate open, as if someone had already visited first.

"Bang—" There was a loud bang, and a gray-white house-elf appeared in front of their eyes.

"Mr. Dumbledore, the master said, I don't see any guests today." Although the elf was surprised to see Dumbledore, he still said truthfully.

Adrian's face darkened, Dumbledore glanced at Adrian, and then cast his eyes on the elf.

"Please go and tell Fudge that Dumbledore has something to see."

The elf hesitated for a moment, but disappeared with a bang, and went to report to Fudge.

After a while, the elf appeared again and bowed deeply, "Please follow me, both of you."

Led by the elf, the two came to the door of the villa, and Fudge was being greeted at the door by a beautiful woman.

Adrian frowned, he hadn't heard of Fudge looking for a new love?Why is his wife so young?

"You're welcome, Albus." Fudge said to Dumbledore with a smile, and he was taken aback when he saw the bruise in the corner of Dumbledore's eye.

"Visiting at night, excuse me, Connelly." Dumbledore also said with a smile, but was also taken aback because there was a rather large bruise on Fudge's left eye.

This is much more serious than his. Did Minister Fudge fight with someone?

It has long been heard that the Ministry of Magic will beat each other up if they disagree with each other in a meeting. Fortunately, he is not in politics, Dumbledore thought.

what happened?Dumbledore was also beaten?Fudge was secretly puzzled, but there was an inexplicable gloating feeling that I wasn't the only one who was beaten, and now he felt much more balanced.

With smiles on their faces, the two chatted along the way and walked into the living room.

"Milk." "White water," said Dumbledore and Adrian.

Fudge lay comfortably on the sofa, and took a deep breath.

The beautiful woman offered a drink and naturally sat next to Fudge.

A white kitten snoring comfortably on the ground jumped onto the woman's lap.

"Meow, meow~" The woman teased the white cat, as if she didn't intend to leave.

Adrian hesitated to speak, looked at the woman, wondering if he should speak.

Fudge noticed Adrian's hesitation, laughed, and said in relief, "She is my daughter, Caroline, not an outsider."

"Okay." Adrian nodded and looked at Fudge, "Mr. Minister, I am the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Magic of Romania. You may know the purpose of my visit. I think..."

"Wait." Fudge lay back, the bruise on his left eye was twitched by his facial expression, making him gasp in pain, "Are you from Romania?"

Adrian nodded blankly, didn't the other party let the elf block him because he knew of Adrian's visit?

Apparently, he had misunderstood, and Fudge told the elf to refuse guests for another reason.

"This matter is very difficult." Fudge practiced Tai Chi habitually. "Our Ministry of Magic has been discussing other matters recently. I'm afraid we don't have time to go to Romania to investigate the situation."

"It's not necessary!" Adrian stood up angrily. "Three days have passed since I left. I'm afraid all the wizards trapped in the Ministry of Magic have died. Please help Romania!"

"As long as you send me a thousand Aurors, I will definitely be able to take back Romania from the vampires."

"A thousand..." Fudge's mouth twitched, a thousand Aurors?How dare you speak, there are only more than 5000 Aurors in the British Ministry of Magic?You have to leave one-fifth of your mouth, why?

Seeing that Fudge was indifferent, Adrian was a little anxious, "Mr. Minister, this is not an ordinary regime change, now it is the destruction of the country!"

"Those vampires don't only attack murderous beasts, they are organized, and they want to control a country!"

"Just imagine, a country completely controlled by vampires, how terrifying would this be? Their malice towards wizards is undisguised, and they will attack the British mainland at any time!"

"Ah..." Minister Fudge nodded after hearing this, "Yes, we have also started discussing here, and the results will probably be reached soon, don't worry, just wait here, I will arrange it for you Board and lodging."

"What is there to discuss?" Adrian looked at Fudge puzzled, "Romania and the United Kingdom, if you use an oriental word to describe it, they are the relationship between lips and teeth! Our today is very likely to be your future!"

"Nonsense!" Fudge's face sank, "You are from Romania, not the people under my rule, so I forgive your nonsense, but you have to know that we are a country with a system, and everything is controlled. Follow the rules, everything must be done according to the rules!"

"Rule, rule, you are appeasement! If you indulge them, they will not let you go!" Adrian clenched his fists tightly, and punched Fudge right in the right eye.

"Ah!" Fudge fell off the sofa, roaring in pain, "Barbarian! Get out!"

Caroline supported her father, she didn't look very angry, but wanted to laugh a little weirdly.

Dumbledore hadn't said a word since entering the house, and he and Adrian sighed deeply after being sent out of the villa by Caroline.

This is the result that he expected a long time ago. Among the newspapers on the market, except for the Hogwarts Daily, which is still unremittingly reporting on the situation in Romania, other newspapers do not see any news about Romania.

The entire British magic world has given up on Romania.

That's right, why should the British Ministry of Magic go to support other countries?There is no benefit to speak of, winning is what it should be, but what about losing?Fudge is now facing the critical period of the general election, and he can't stand the storm at all. If something goes wrong, his political life will be completely scrapped, so he will not take the risk of helping.

Someone said to help wizards fight vampires, isn't that true?

But Fudge is an excellent politician, there is no right or wrong in his eyes, only interests.

"Mr. Dumbledore..." Adrian looked at Dumbledore with an angry and helpless expression. He also knew that what he did just now was not what a mature politician should do, but he just couldn't help it.

"You have tried your best." Dumbledore patted the shoulder of the young man in front of him. He was only in his 20s, but he could already see a few strands of white hair on his head.

"Sir, I have traveled everywhere, I have traveled everywhere, and no one is willing to help us..." Adrian became more and more wronged as he spoke, tears streaming down his cheeks, such a big man was crying in front of Dumbledore I couldn't make a sound.

At this time, he was neither an Auror nor an official, he was just an ordinary person who deeply loved his country.