Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 480 Fudge’s Attitude
The magnificent hall of the Ministry of Magic used to be crowded with people. Even on ordinary days, it was crowded with wizards dealing with various matters. But now it is late at night, and this kind of thing happened again. There is no one in the hall. , guards and alarm personnel were also rushed to the Quidditch field to calm the frightened crowd.

Dumbledore was standing at the Fountain of the Magic Brothers, counting with great interest the shining silver Sickles and Copper Nuts at the bottom of the pool. Before Amosta's true form arrived, he had already sensed it and took the lead. He turned to look at the slightly rippling air.

"You're so quick, Amosta, I thought you would take the time to change before coming -"

Dumbledore said with a smile as he looked at Amosta who appeared from the air.

"Thanks for the reminder, Principal, I really didn't notice that."

Amosta looked down at his attire, snapped his fingers, and then the dusty robe immediately became brand new. He glanced across the empty hall and strode towards Dumbledore, frowning slightly.

"Such a big thing happened. People from the Ministry of Magic were at the Quidditch field to appease the people. As the Minister of Magic, Fudge actually ran back to his office. What on earth was he thinking?"

“Sometimes, some of Connelly’s practices and views do cause some controversy and confusion——”

Dumbledore stared at Amosta who came to him with blue eyes, and his tone was calm, as if he was not surprised at all by Fudge's stupid behavior.
"For example, before I left his office, he asked me if there was any way I could keep you at Hogwarts."

"Ho ho--"

Amosta straightened his messy hair facing the puddle. Hearing Dumbledore say this, he immediately laughed.
"Is he afraid that I will take this opportunity to ask him to step down?"

"At least he didn't ask me if I could put you in Azkaban—"

Dumbledore's silver beard was trembling, but there was not much smile in his eyes.

"The ability you showed to the wizarding world tonight has exceeded the limit that Connelly can accept. If you show your willingness to become the Minister of Magic, I believe there will be many people supporting you, and Connelly simply cannot Stop it, especially if people will definitely blame the Ministry of Magic for tonight's disaster.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why Connelly would make such a humorous request. However, Amosta, I believe you will understand that from now on, Connelly will probably not be as kind to you as before. --"

Facing those penetrating blue eyes, Amosta pursed his lips.
"You can tell our dear Mr. Minister that if he can convince the school board to double my salary, maybe I will be happy to stay at Hogwarts for the rest of my life."

"Well, if that's the case, I'm sure Connelly will find a way to grant your wish, Amosta--"

Hearing Amosta say this, Dumbledore's smile became more genuine.

The person who is afraid of his own ambitions is not only Cornelius Fudge, but also Albus Dumbledore in front of him. He is even more worried than Cornelius Fudge. Amosta knows this very well. .

Beside the fountain, Dumbledore and Amosta both fell into a brief silence. They looked at the clear water spring, at the pure gold sculptures of wizards and witches above the fountain, and around them, looking at them with infinite admiration. Looking at their centaurs, goblins, and house elves, Amosta whispered after a long time,

"Do you have anything you need me to answer, principal? Without touching some of my secrets, I am willing to try my best to answer your questions -"

After hearing Amosta's words, Dumbledore's old face relaxed slightly, the light in his eyes swayed, and his voice was very soft,

"I want to express my gratitude to you, Amosta. If you hadn't showed up in time, it's unimaginable how many lives would have been lost tonight."

Amosta shook his head slightly, Dumbledore was still as clever as ever.

"The witch I fought tonight is here to take Harry away--"

The two people's eyes met again, and Amosta said calmly,

"Perhaps you have heard about Harry's dream that caused his scar to react during the summer vacation. The woman who appeared in Harry's dream was her - "

"Tom has indeed found a good helper for himself-" Dumbledore said calmly,
"You can't imagine how surprised I was when I heard that there was a wizard whose age and power were not much different from yours. Amosta, then, you mean, this young lady wants to compete in the World Cup Take Harry away, is this an order from Tom?"

"Probably not--"

Amosta shook his head,

"Voldemort expressed his anger at Vitia Cléona's appearance at the Quidditch match tonight. He was indeed planning to get Harry, but his plan was definitely not to publicly kidnap Harry in front of a hundred thousand wizards. , he had another plan, and I speculate that his plan was not recognized by his companions, and this irrational attack should be Vitia Cliona's private action."

"Cliona--"

What Amosta said about Voldemort wanting Harry did not surprise Dumbledore at all. In fact, both of them had expected this, but the name of the witch that Amosta said surprised him. Dumbledore was extremely concerned;
"If I heard correctly, this special surname should come from--"

"You are right, principal. She comes from Druidism. This is the surname passed down from generation to generation by the leaders of this sect. Vitia Cliona is the contemporary priest of Druidism——"

"This is really surprising,"

Dumbledore blinked,
"Although I have never dealt with them, I do know something about them. I thought they were all a group of peace-loving people. Oh, it seems that I am going to be very impressed with Tom. How did he convince them to work for him? ?”

"That's what I'm curious about."

Amosta's eyes flashed, there were some things he was still investigating, and there was no need to reveal all the information he already had.

Seeing the appropriate confusion on Amosta's face, Dumbledore twitched his beard, but in the end, he chose not to pursue the question.

The two of them took the elevator to the underground floor, which is where Fudge's office is. After the Greyback incident, Amosta often came in and out of magic for a period of time, so he was no stranger to this place.

Opening the door, Fudge was not the only one in the bright and luxurious office. There was also the director of the Auror Office, Rufus Scrimgeour. He was reporting something to Fudge. When he saw Amos who walked into the office first, Rufus suddenly closed his mouth when he reached the tower, and his eyes that were as sharp as a lion in the past were now dodged under Amosta's gaze.

Rufus didn't like Amosta. He always believed that Amosta was not a decent wizard. Moreover, at the press conference to annihilate Greyback, Amosta came up with a new idea for Li Huo. This behavior of naming is undoubtedly misleading the public.

"Ah, it's Amosta, you're already here!"

Fudge also suffered some injuries when he was in the box earlier. His arm was injured by the falling ceiling. Now, his right hand is helping with the bandage.Before Amosta and Dumbledore came in, he was sitting in his seat listening to what Rufus was reporting, and this matter should have embarrassed him, with a little reluctance on his chubby face.

When he saw Amosta, Fudge subconsciously stood up to greet him. He raised his butt halfway, but he dropped back inexplicably. After twisting uneasily for a few times, he showed his face to Amosta. A slightly embarrassed smile.

Amosta saw Fudge's little move in his eyes, smiled, and his tone remained humble.

"Principal Dumbledore said you wanted to see me, and I really should explain what happened tonight to the people of the wizarding world, so I'm here. But you seem to be dealing with other important things. You see , do I need to avoid it?”

"Oh, no--"

Fudge quickly waved his hand,

"You, you stay, it just so happens that I need your help for this matter, ahem, I mean, well Rufus, look, can you go and do your own thing first?"





(End of this chapter)