Hogwarts: Where are the Pokémon?

Chapter 154 Dumbledore: You are the headmaster!

By the time Xia Lin and Kingsley returned to school together, today's game was over.

In the end, the winner of the first game was awarded to Harry, but Cedric offered to give up the next game.Because he hadn't even figured out how he had won, let alone Harry's face had been bruised.

Dumbledore chatted and laughed with the principals from other schools, with Crouch and Fudge on the side.

In fact, Fuji is usually quite busy, but the Pokémon competition is held by Xia Lin, so he naturally wants to come and watch it.

After a while, Dumbledore parted ways with the teachers of other schools, while Fudge and Crouch followed him to the principal's office.

"Then let's go back to Dumbledore first." Fudge put on his hat, "Say hello to Xia Lin for me, it's a pity that I didn't see him today."

Hearing this, Crouch couldn't help but rolled his eyes.To him, Fudge was like a Chihuahua wagging its tail to please Charlene Gold.It would be fine if the two of them were replaced by others, but he, Fudge, was the dignified Minister of Magic, while Charlene Gold was a "criminal" who attacked the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic!
Fudge grabbed a handful of floo powder and was just about to step into the fireplace in the principal's office, when suddenly a terrifying magic fire ignited from it.

The miserable green flame startled him.

Then, two figures walked in one after another.

"Mr. Xia Lin?" Fudge exclaimed in surprise.

However, Xia Lin ignored him and glanced at Kingsley who was at the side.

Kingsley had come to see Fudge.

"Mr. Minister, I'm afraid we are in trouble." He said seriously.

"Trouble? What trouble?" Fudge smiled, his chubby eyes first looked at Xia Lin, then at Dumbledore, and then there was no more trouble, "Okay, calm down, Kings Lai. You know Scrimgeour said you could inherit Astork. Could it be that the International Confederation of Wizards is here to make trouble? But look, with Dumbledore here, why worry?"

He wasn't too worried about the International Wizarding Secrecy Act anymore, anyway, Charlene Gold said he had his own way.

After putting aside this trouble, Fudge felt relaxed. What is there to worry about?
Unless the mysterious person was resurrected, it would be a trivial matter!
"The mysterious man is resurrected!"

"So the mysterious man is resurrected? Don't worry, it's nothing—?" Fudge's voice changed after speaking, "What did you say?"

"He said the mysterious man was resurrected!" Crouch took the words, and he gave Fudge a disgusted look, "As expected of the Minister of Magic, he doesn't even care about the mysterious man's resurrection. I think you may Have you figured out a solution?"

"What—I—you—you are joking! Aren't you? Kingsley! It's the first time I found you so humorous!" Fudge laughed awkwardly, trying to pat Kingsley's shoulder with his hand, Kudos to this funny young Auror boy.

"I don't think this is an occasion for joking, sir!" Kingsley looked at him with some disappointment.Then his eyes turned to Dumbledore.

He immediately noticed that Dumbledore was looking at Xia Lin with a stern look, as if he was asking whether the matter was true or not.

But he got it wrong. What Dumbledore wanted to know was whether things were beyond Xia Lin's control.

"Unfortunately, Fudge, what this Mr. Kingsley said is true. Voldemort has indeed been resurrected." Xia Lin pretended to be struggling, "He is definitely not pretended by others, otherwise it is impossible to have such a powerful Power. Even I lost. Karkaroff revived him, only to be killed by him instead."

"It's really interesting, the two of you have colluded!" Fudge's face turned pale. To be honest, he probably almost believed Xia Lin's statement, but because of the fear in his heart, he subconsciously hypnotized himself.

How can the mysterious man be resurrected?

Not to mention, his proud backer also lost!

Kingsley felt that his minister might not be saved, and he could only pin his hopes on Dumbledore.Fortunately, Dumbledore will always be that Dumbledore!

"Okay - how about it, Kingsley, and Crouch, you go back to the Ministry to bring this news back, Connelly, you stay here, Xia Lin and I have something to discuss with you." Dumbledore was quick to call the shots.And his words are more useful than the Minister of Magic in this situation!
"I see!" Crouch and Kingsley disappeared into the fireplace.

"Dumbledore—" After all, Fudge has not yet been attracted by the pure-blood faction with benefits. He has only been a minister for a short time now, and his ambition has not expanded to the extent that he later did. Therefore, after the two subordinates left, he will Immediately exposed his true nature and burst into tears.

"I—what should I do—I don't have the strength to fight against the mysterious man..."

"Be quiet Connelly, let's figure things out first." Dumbledore said calmly.He turned his gaze to Xia Lin.At this time, Fudge suddenly noticed that Xia Lin's expression became relaxed and happy.

"--this is?"

"Sorry Connelly, it looks like I scared you. But don't worry, this is just one of my plans. The Voldemort who is about to 'make trouble' outside is not real." Xia Lin slowly pulled from her arms. Take out a weak flame.

Fudge's fat face came closer: "This is?"

"This is the real Voldemort."

"what?!"

He jumped up in fright, fell back in horror, and sat on the ground: "God-god-mysterious man?"

Under Xia Lin's control, the flame slowly formed Voldemort's face, and Xia Lin gave him a little space so that Voldemort's consciousness could talk to Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore—!"

"Charlene Gold!"

Voldemort immediately roared, Fudge could hear his anger, and immediately hid behind Dumbledore with hands and feet.

"Good afternoon, Tom, your complexion looks much better than a few days ago." Dumbledore was not to mention how happy he was when he saw Voldemort being controlled by Xia Lin. What? It looked like it hadn't taken a bath in more than ten years."

"It's all turned into fire, can it not be rosy?" Xia Lin complained, put the flames away, turned into a spherical bird, and placed it next to Dumbledore's phoenix who was about to die, "Send you Well, you can keep Fox company. Oh, and if you want him to respond, you just need some music. Or you can just put him in the school song every year."

"You really—" Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

Fudge didn't understand what was going on, but seeing Voldemort transformed into a little thing, not only not threatening, but kind of cute, gave him courage.

"I said, what's going on? The mysterious man didn't come back to life?"

"The mysterious man did resurrect Connelly." Xia Lin walked to him.

"Then this is..."

"This is Voldemort. He was resurrected and then I defeated him. Is there a problem?" Charlene looked into his eyes. "As for Kingsley seeing that, it was just a puppet, understand? I controlled Voldemort The body of that puppet does have magical powers, but he won't hurt anyone, so you don't have to be afraid.

"And—this is your chance."

"My chance?"

"Of course, you already know that he won't hurt you—but others don't! What will happen if you fight him bravely at this time?" Xia Lin tempted.

"I will—" The fear on Fudge's face was completely replaced by excitement and greed at this moment, "I will—get more support!"

"Obvious!"

"But—" Fudge struggled to get out of his greed, or rather, he didn't get out, but he still had something more to fear—he looked at Dumbledore with his small eyes.He was worried that someone like Dumbledore would allow him to carry out such a despicable plan?

But Dumbledore was standing by the table as if he were very busy at the moment - busy teasing the firebird.

Fudge immediately understood Dumbledore's attitude.

"So, what am I going to do?" He was very excited, as if he saw a huge golden mountain lying in front of him, and the top of the golden mountain was huge power!
"You just need to be your Minister of Magic, seek a little bit of interest for yourself appropriately, but don't hurt others, and then, when the Secret Law Congress of the United States or the International Federation of Wizards tries to hold me accountable , and ask them to help fight Voldemort, otherwise they can ignore the business of the British wizarding world. It's not difficult, is it?"

"It's not difficult!" Fudge said firmly.

Dumbledore had never seen him like this, he had always thought of Fudge as a weak man.

It seems that as long as people have enough interests in front of them, they will be desperate.He will not be harsh on Fudge because of this, because he knows that there is not much difference between himself and Fudge.It is nothing more than that the stakes that make him tempted may be higher.

"To be honest, Mr. Xia Lin, I have long wanted to be tough on those fellows of the International Federation of Wizards!" He said excitedly, "Those people - vegetarian food! Oh, sorry, I am not talking about you Dumbledore... ..."

"I don't mind," Dumbledore said softly.

Then, Xia Lin explained her plan to Fudge carefully, and Fudge nodded after listening.

"Leave it on me!" He patted his chest and said, "I'll go back and organize people to fight against the mysterious man!"

"No, you should call him - Voldemort!" Xia Lin said.

"V—but—" Fudge was still a little hard to say.The fear accumulated over the years is like a heavy shackle.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, look, that poor little thing is here now! He's not much bigger than a hamster, what can he do to you?" Charlene comforted, "It's powerful to call Voldemort by his name." You get more support from the masses."

Hearing this, Fudge seems to have made up his mind!
"V- Voldemort! Voldemort! Voldemort!"

He yelled three times in a row, each time louder than the last.And the danger he was worried about was impossible to happen, and the only thing that changed was probably the little flame on Dumbledore's table.But it only rose a little bit, and then subsided immediately.

"Haha——Voldemort!" Fudge felt unprecedentedly happy, looked at Xia Lin and Dumbledore with a smile on his face, and said it several times in a row, laughing while talking, as if "Voldemort" was a ridiculous name like.

"Then I'll take my leave first—" He stepped into the fireplace, "Voldemort—very good."

Floo dusted: "The Office of the Minister of Magic."

Now, only Dumbledore and Xia Lin were left in the office.

"Karkaroff dead?" Dumbledore asked without looking up.

"Dead, I let 'Voldemort' kill." Xia Lin said, "He voluntarily revived Voldemort, death is not a pity, what do you think?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, just nodded silently.

After a while, he asked again: "Do you think it's appropriate for Fudge to continue to grow his power in this way? I think he's gone crazy."

"He is obsessed with power and power, and I happen to be able to give him these, which makes him more controllable. If he intends to fight against me, then he, the minister, has done it." Xia Lin said.

"Sometimes I think you really look like a Dark Lord - luckily you don't like power, and you don't like killing."

"The power of magic itself is the greatest power. Of course I don't have to pursue those false powers. If it weren't for the Magic Congress planning to target me, I would rather stay in the protected area." Xia Lin said helplessly.

Dumbledore nodded, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Fortunately, I don't have to worry about these things anymore. It's not bad to tease the birds in the office when I have nothing to do. Oh, yes——"

"what?"

"Xia Lin, how would you like to be the next principal?"

"what?"

"Professor Kettleburn has been thinking about retiring recently—I think, maybe I can too." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Lin expectantly.

Dumbledore: You are the Headmaster!

"I think, if you really plan to retire, why don't you let Minerva be the principal first?"

Xia Lin: Ao declined.
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Ministry of Magic.

Kingsley and Crouch had brought the news of Voldemort's resurrection.

Fudge's office was now crammed with nearly all the officials in important positions.

"How could this be?" Arthur's head was bald.

"Kingsley, what did the Minister and Dumbledore say?" Scrimgeour asked in a low voice.

"The situation may not be optimistic. You know Fudge, he's afraid—" Kingsley shook his head, his disappointment towards Fudge was palpable.

The two of them spoke neither loudly nor in a low voice, so that everyone fell silent after hearing it.

Cornelius Fudge, it was an accident that this person was able to serve as the Minister of Magic, and it turned out that his ability was mediocre enough.It would be fine as usual, but now that Voldemort has been resurrected, I am afraid he is not so suitable to be the Minister of Magic.

(End of this chapter)