The infinity of blood collapse at the beginning

Chapter 227 Fudge's Logic

Professor McGonagall took Jeff to the door of the principal's office and left.

Looking at the surprisingly ugly statue in front of the principal's office, Jeff said the strange password set by Dumbledore.

"Pile of cockroaches."

After the statue bowed to Zeref, it slowly opened the stairs leading to the office.

The headmaster's office of Hogwarts is a fairly spacious circular room, and the walls are covered with portraits of previous Hogwarts headmasters.

There are many bookshelves around, and the bookshelves are full of books.Jeff would bet that many of the books on these shelves were unique copies that he had never seen before.

These are the collections of past principals.

In the middle, there is a strange spherical instrument.I don't know what it is used for, but judging from the fluctuation of magic power exuding from it, it should be a magic item.

Dumbledore was wearing a pair of reading glasses and was sitting on a chair, and beside him stood a man whom Jeff had seen several times - Fudge, Minister of Magic of the Rotten Country.

The old guy kept wiping the sweat off his face while talking to Dumbledore.I don't know where this product comes from so much sweat.

Judging from the expressions of the two, the conversation was not pleasant.

"Quack." A strange cry came from the right side of the office. Following the sound, one could see a bird as ugly as a bald chick lying on it, singing feebly.

That is the phoenix preparing for nirvana.

"Phoenix? I really want to raise one if I have the chance." Jeff thought after taking a look at the ugly bald "chicken".

The tears of the phoenix have a powerful therapeutic effect. Feathers are the most beautiful decorations in the world, and at the same time have a very powerful function of keeping warm. The phoenix is ​​a treasure, a magical creature that is several times more precious than the dragon.

But because the wizards hunted the phoenix excessively, the creature has become extinct in the wizarding world.

After seeing Jeref coming, both Fudge and Dumbledore's faces changed.Dumbledore showed a hint of joy, but Fudge's eyes showed a hint of worry.

What the hell is this?Dumbledore will see me happy?
Jeff was a little puzzled.
"Please sit down, Mr. Jeff." Dumbledore said to Jeff very politely.

Since that confrontation with Jeref, Dumbledore has put Jeref at the same height as him. Strength means everything, and big fists are the last word. This is very applicable in the wizarding world.

"Mr. Jeff, you are here." Fudge shook his fat body, greeted Jeff briefly, and then stopped talking.

His current relationship with Jeref is very strange. On the surface, he is the official with the highest official power in the corrupt country, but in fact most officials of the Ministry of Magic and the dignitaries of the wizarding world are basically on Jeref's side.

As I said before, Fudge knew that he couldn't beat Jeff, but he was obsessed with his status as a minister, so his attitude was the same as now.Neither friendly nor cold.

He deserves to be the most stupid minister in the history of the Ministry of Magic, not only mediocre but also stubborn.If only he had been wiser in the original book, Ken and Dumbledore had cooperated earlier, maybe the Ministry of Magic would not have been so easy to fall when Voldemort returned again.

This is the true * legendary pig teammate, an example of a raging litter.

Jeff didn't even look at Fudge at all, he stared directly at Dumbledore, quietly waiting for his next words.

In Jeff's eyes, Dumbledore is the one in charge, as for Fudge?Which onion is this?
"Want some snacks?"

Dumbledore ignored Fudge, who had an embarrassed expression on the side, blinked at Jeff, and smiled kindly.

Just as he was a little hungry and just about to respond, Jeff suddenly remembered Dumbledore's weird hobby and said with a strange expression.

"no need."

"That's really a pity." Dumbledore looked regretful, and grabbed from the plate beside him.He grabbed black crustaceans one by one in his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Jeff even saw a tentacle leaking from the corner of Dumbledore's mouth, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

No matter how delicious the pile of cockroaches is, he won't touch it.

Not only Jeff, but even Fudge's expression was a bit unnatural when he saw it. Many snacks in the wizarding world are quite weird, but the heresy like cockroach pile is a weird one.

If there was a chance to put a real cockroach in, and see if Dumbledore would dare to eat it next time, Jeff thought maliciously.

Then the whole room fell into an eerie silence, what the hell is Dumbledore doing?Jeff wondered, why did Fudge appear here?
None of the three of them had the intention of opening their mouths. They just stared at each other here. The only sound in the room was the sound of Dumbledore chewing on the pile of cockroaches.

"Ahem." In the end, Fudge couldn't take it anymore, and coughed a few times to express his presence.

Jeff understood what was happening and looked at Dumbledore with wide eyes. Dumbledore nodded to show that Jeff's guess was right.

What the hell?Is Fudge the true master this time?
Jeff looked up and down at Fudge suspiciously for a while, waiting for his next words. It wasn't that Jeff looked down on Fudge, but that Fudge had always been a guy with no opinions in Jeff's heart.

Submissiveness is still a thing in the eyes of ordinary wizards.In the eyes of a slightly powerful wizarding family, the Minister of Magic is a complete joke.

What is this guy doing today?

Seeing Jeref and Dumbledore focus on himself, Fudge cleared his throat with satisfaction.

"Mr. Jeff, you are the largest shareholder of Hogwarts at the moment, and you must also know that the most vicious criminal, Sirius Black, escaped from prison recently."

Fudge talked eloquently here for a long time, and Jeff roughly understood it.To put it simply, the Ministry of Magic thinks that Black will come to Hogwarts to trouble Harry Potter, so the Ministry of Magic wants to take over the safety of Hogwarts.

To be reasonable, this is a good thing, and it would be good to call in a few more Aurors.

However, what Fudge said next moved Jeff.

"You want to send dementors to Hogwarts? To search for Black?" Jeref was speechless after hearing this, he felt that his thinking could not keep up with Fudge's rhythm.

Dementors are the guardians of Azkaban, well, let's barely use the word guardians.But I never heard that dementors have a way of finding people.Leaving aside so many Aurors in the entire wizarding world, why don't you go find a dementor?
Moreover, dementors were the doom of wizards thousands of years ago. If you transfer these things to the schools of young wizards, it is equivalent to putting a group of wolves in human schools. What do you want their parents to think?
If nothing happens, it’s fine. If something happens, don’t say that you Fudge is the Minister of Magic, even if you are the King of Magic, you will be kicked out. So, are you sure this is not killing you?

(End of this chapter)