Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 668 Fudge's Compromise

When Cornelius Fudge returned to his minister's office, he slumped down on the armchair behind his desk, put his hand on his forehead, and recalled what happened not long ago.

His original plan to award himself the Order of Merlin, First Class, was completely ruined half an hour ago. Except for the few who had greeted him in advance, most of the Wizengamot members believed that he was not qualified to have one. Merlin Knight Order Medal, think that the reason for the award for contributing to the peace of the magic world is extremely ridiculous.

hateful!

Didn't he contribute to the peace of the magic world?

The more Fudge thought about it, the angrier he became. How could those guys deny his efforts.

Since Fudge became the Minister of Magic, he has been working diligently. He has been busy until late every day before going home to rest. He has also been trying his best to donate to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries so that the magic world can maintain peace and stability. Even the crime rate is lower than before, isn't it the result of my own efforts?
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in!"

Fudge frowned slightly, calming himself down.

The door of the office was opened, and Fudge looked up and saw a paper airplane flying in from the wooden door and landed on the desk in front of him, and his assistant helped close the door again.

"Who sent the letter?"

Fudge picked up the paper airplane, opened it and glanced at the sender, frowning slightly.

The letter mentioned a name, a spell, and three things.

Just after Fudge read the letter, the paper suddenly burst into flames, which startled him. The letter fell from his fingertips and turned into a pile of ashes on the desk.

"Fake tricks!" Fudge muttered, recalling the contents of the letter, and murmured, "They must be crazy!"

Someone was planning to send a Muggle wizard to the Wizengamot.

It's not that Fudge discriminates against Muggle wizards, but the Wizengamot never had such precedent.

He knew very well that once such a matter was brought up, there would be chaos in the whole Wizengamot.

There are quite a few stubborn guys in the Ministry of Magic who don't like those Muggle wizards very much, but... Albert Anderson, the name Fudge is actually not unfamiliar. A while ago, he helped Britain win the International Wizards Chess Championship. It is said that he is very powerful genius wizard.

What shocked Fudge was that this Muggle wizard named Albert Anderson seemed to know many powerful wizards, otherwise his name would not have been sent to him today.

Is that guy really a Muggle wizard?

Fudge was skeptical.

There are many wizards who give up their wizard status and live in the Muggle world.

That guy might be a descendant of that group of people.

As for the recovery spell mentioned in the letter, Fudge still has some understanding.

Not long ago, there was a lot of discussion about this matter. Some people said that if this spell was really effective, it would be equivalent to the Patronus Charm deterring dementors, and werewolves would no longer be able to pose a threat to wizards.

At least the situation could be brought under control. Even Fudge had to admit that if anyone could restore the spell, he would be eligible to receive a Medal of the Order of Merlin.

If the Ministry of Magic dared to object, those who objected would be drowned in spit, just like no one dared to prevent Damocles from receiving an Order of Merlin, even if werewolves couldn't afford the expensive wolf's poison potion.

It's all due to damn Gilderoy Lockhart, the damn liar who almost lost such an important spell.

For Gilderoy Lockhart's sad end, Fudge has no sympathy at all, and even some schadenfreude, but the Ministry of Magic has not withdrawn Lockhart's Order of Merlin.

Once the matter is announced, won't you slap yourself in the face?

Gilderoy Lockhart's Medal of the Order of Merlin was awarded to Fudge after he came to power. If this matter is known to others, God knows how those unscrupulous editors will arrange this matter in the newspaper.

Fudge took a deep breath, knowing that he had no choice. If he wanted to get the badge of Sir Merlin, he had to agree to endorse this matter and let it pass smoothly.

In fact, once Albert Anderson really re-mastered the Restore Human Form Curse and made the spell completely public, it meant that a Medal of the Order of Merlin would not be able to escape no matter what.

As for whether the other party can become the Wizengamot's alternate, the possibility is not small. He knows that this is copying Dumbledore's way, but with the other party's ability, Fudge has no doubt that Albert Anderson can do it .

Fudge knew that if he resolutely denied it, he would definitely get no benefit.

If the other party is willing to talk to me, it means that their circle has agreed with this matter, even Albert Anderson is already a member of that circle, so will Dumbledore support it?
The possibility is great.

After all, a large part of their circles overlap, which means that probably more than two-thirds of the Wizengamot members would agree, and it wouldn't matter if he didn't.

Realizing this, Fudge slumped back in his chair, hating the feeling of powerlessness.

After a long time, Fudge patted himself on the cheek, regained his composure, and began to write to the other party, expressing his agreement to the matter, and expressing that he would make a donation to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds to win Sir Merlin for himself Opportunity for a regimental medal.

As for who to ask for donations, Fudge already has someone.His generous old chap, but it wasn't easy to convince Malfoy.

No one would offer to do good with such a sum of money unless it was profitable.

Fudge knew he needed to find out what the other person was saying first.

A few days later, Fudge invited the old man Lucius to his house for dinner, and chatted about the recent difficulties of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds.

Lucius naturally understood, he had expected it when he accepted Fudge's invitation, and euphemistically said that it was not a small sum of money, but it was not impossible to consider.

During the meal, Lucius asked about the situation of Sirius Black, implying that the Black family has a huge fortune, and the direct heir of the Black family has been imprisoned in the Azkaban prison for more than ten years.

Most wizards stayed in Azkaban for a long time, and eventually they would go crazy and die in the prison of Azkaban. If Sirius Black died, the direct line of the Black family would be extinct, and the collateral line was originally There are very few left, and those who are really eligible for the inheritance can be counted by one hand, and the bulk of them may fall to the Malfoy family, because the other Bella Trieste is still in prison.

Ok!

The Lestrange couple are both squatting in the Azkaban Prison, so there is no way to get a part of that inheritance.

Fudge probably knew what Lucius meant, and agreed to help him pay attention to Black's situation.

No one else was allowed to visit Azkaban Prison, but the Minister of Magic apparently did not.

Fudge understood, and said with a smile that he would go to Azkaban to inspect some other day, and he could help him to see Black's situation by the way.

If Sirius Black really went crazy, it would be a good thing to get rid of it early. Azkaban Prison is not a place for people to stay.

Fudge actually didn't care about Black's life or death, he only cared about whether he could get the Order of Merlin.

What's more, Blake is not a good person, a vicious prisoner, he will die when he dies.

(End of this chapter)