Hermione, join me as Minister of Magic!

No matter how famous you are outside, as long as you enter the Ministry of Magic and enter my territory: don't you have to be obedient, Fudge thought proudly.

But just as he was swinging the cup in his hand, his thoughts were interrupted by a hasty knock on the office door.

Back so soon?Didn't Bagman go to the stadium today to inspect the status of the national team players?

Fudge hurriedly poured the residual wine in the glass into the evergreen potted plant on the corner of the table, and stuffed the wine bottle back into the dark compartment of the drawer.Then he tidied up his appearance before clearing his throat and shouting towards the door.

Who is Di?please come in. "

The door was quickly pushed open, and a pink thing squeezed in from the door frame

"Good morning, Minister." Dolores Umbridge greeted, "Have you read today's morning paper?"

"See, we've won big."

Because he was in a good mood, Fudge felt that he could bear a little bit of the vice minister's eccentricities today.

"Big victory?" Umbridge asked rhetorically.

She sniffed her nose, and smelled the mixed smell of herbal juice and her favorite alcohol from the air. It seems that this minister has already drunk the celebration wine?

Thinking of this, she glanced at the evergreen on the corner of the table again—although the pot of evergreen is known as "a lazy person can't feed it to death", it has only been on Fudge's table for two months

More than half of it has withered, and I really don't know how he usually raises it.

Fudge still doesn't know that his childlike cover-up has been seen through by the deputy minister, and now he just wants to expel the deputy minister as soon as possible, so that he can taste the taste of victory alone for a while.

"Yes, a complete victory. Dumbledore and Lockhart have already surrendered." Fudge said with a red face, "I decided to send Ludo Bagman to receive it. After two years, we will hold a bigger one." One by one, like the Great Britannia Duel of Wizards."

Umbridge sighed deeply: "My dear minister, I'm afraid things are not as simple as you think."

Fudge's smile restrained a little: "What? You mean, they will do some little tricks?"

"Small tricks? No, they don't need to do tricks. I'm afraid we've already been fooled." Umbridge turned his head away.

After hearing this, Fudge sat up a little more.

"Tricked? What do you mean? As long as we determine the rules of the duel, what else can they do?"

Umbridge folded his hands, trying to make his words seem authoritative.

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"They conceded too quickly, Minister. It shows that it was the alumni association they intended to run, not the dueling club. It's not a surrender."

Fudge tried to tone himself down a bit: "But...it's their concession after all, and everyone can see it."

"Yeah, they chose to use this to divert our attention, thereby covering up a deeper purpose, although we don't know what their purpose is yet."

"...Seriously, Dolores, I think you are too sensitive." Fudge felt that her thinking was a little weird.

"Look, it's not as complicated as you think, we just need to make sure

They will not develop their military power secretly.As for the alumni association, I have also inquired about it from other sources. It is just a pure money business. If we want to restrict this, I am afraid that everyone will oppose us. "

The hypocritical smirk on Umbridge's face gradually disappeared: "But this is power

Struggle, minister, both sides must fight to the death before they can feel at ease.Now that we have offended Dumbledore, and we have something we can use against them, do we really want to give up the pursuit because of their concession? "

Fudge gets impatient: Udan politics is not a zero sum >>, Dolores, it's normal for people to disagree, you can't just put someone to the left because they disagree with you... you last time I read the report that was handed in, and it said that Dumbledore and Lockhart entered Azkaban and visited the Death Eaters' area. "

"Yes." Umbridge replied immediately, "Although I don't know who it is, it should be where the Death Eaters are. We can just..."

"Nothing good 'for that' at all." "Fudge's tone became more and more impatient, "Both of them are masters against black magic. If they want to, they have ten thousand reasons to explain why they went there. Our attack will be in vain unless there is evidence to prove that they planned Jailbreak or something...

Since we can't prove them to death, we can only compromise.Okay, I'm tired, please hold the door for me when you go out, and check if Bagman from the Department of Magical Sports and Sports is back. "

After all, it is not Umbridge who has been under the pressure of the Snake faction bosses these days, but Fudge himself. If he dares to interfere with these people's plans to make money, then Fudge, who has already betrayed the Lion faction, may not have any good results edible.

After Umbridge walked out of Fudge's office, his expression darkened instantly.

This fat idiot, does it really matter what the truth is?As long as you defeat these "enemies", then the truth is not up to you?

No, this matter must not be left alone!

Umbridge walked towards his office with a clouded face, but one trick after another was flashing in his heart.

What Fudge said just now suddenly gave Umbridge a burst of inspiration-"Our attack will be futile unless there is evidence that they planned a prison break or something."

What if the vicious Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban just after the two men visited the prison?

Once the thought had passed through Umbridge's mind, it could never get out of there.

Umbridge felt that at the end of the day, he only had to give Rita Skeeter the information secretly, and she would naturally help him write an article that confuses black and white with fake ones.

Very well, Fudge, since you won't go to the end, I'll do it.For some reason, Umbridge's expression looked a little hideous.

Chapter 130 Sixth, Prepare to Sneak

After the "Daily Prophet" published Lockhart's sycophantic article, the discussion of "Wizard Politics" about the Dueling Club suddenly dropped several levels.

And when the director of the Department of Magical Sports and Sports, Ludo Bagman, also stood up and shouted, the matter was basically settled.

"Wizard duels are our glorious tradition. In the process of development, we will inevitably encounter many unprecedented problems, but we can't give up because of fear. On this point, the minister and I basically agree-that is, the wizards of Britain There will be a real revival.

Although I can't disclose more information now, what I can tell you is that another competition with a tradition of hundreds of years is also being prepared, and the championship prize will be as high as [-] Galleons. surprise. "

In addition to this public statement, Lockhart also learned some information from other private sources.

The people in the memory write-off office told him very mysteriously that Barty Crouch of the Department of International Magical Cooperation and Rufus Scrimgeour of the Auror Office of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement had quarreled in Fudge's office.

The famous Gilderoy Lockhart will resign from Hogwarts within a month and come to the Ministry of Magic to find a job. It is no news now.

Rufus Scrimgeour felt that there shouldn't even be a doubt that a wizard like Lockhart, who specialized in fighting the Dark Arts, deserved to be in the Auror office.

But Barty Crouch thinks this is too condescending, now is a peaceful age, and the Ministry of Magic does not lack well-trained thugs; such as Alastor Moody, a veteran Auror, and Kingsley For a pure-blood wizard rookie like Shaker, one more

Gilderoy Lockhart is just icing on the cake.

As an internationally renowned wizard, Lockhart has also run economic projects, not to mention being recommended by Dumbledore to join the International Federation of Wizards. Obviously, he should work in the International Cooperation Department.As for simply treating him as a thug, it is too wasteful.

Of course Scrimgeour refused to accept it, so the two quarreled in public.

Of course, they didn't love talents. In fact, they didn't have any quarrel with Lockhart, but they all knew that no matter who it was, as long as Lockhart was recruited into their department, then this department would get more rewards. attention and resources.

They all forgot one thing at the same time, that is, although Lockhart's volunteer is the Law Enforcement Department, he is not an Auror, but the "memory, +/" ​​than CZ1" under "Magical Accidents and Disasters"

Zhuang {from the shell

Lockhart intends to start from this position, and then become a member of the Muggle Affairs Mediation Committee, leading the limited trade between the wizarding world and the Muggle world in the future-this is his next plan.

But now it seems that the people in the Ministry of Magic will not let him get his wish so easily.

In addition, the newly established Wizarding Duel Competition Office in the Department of Magical Sports, and the Beast Office under the Department of Magical Creatures Management all hope to recruit Lockhart into its banner.It's just that they are soft-spoken, not as tough as the two "Directors of the General Public Security Bureau" and "Minister of Foreign Affairs".

After confirming that he has a promising future, Lockhart knows that his timely "admitting counsel" has finally been recognized by these future colleagues, and he can relax.

Only when he shows enough respect for the civil service system, the civil service system will open the door to him. This is a minimum rule.

After being relieved, Lockhart finally calmed down and prepared to stand up for his last stand.

Ban Gang.

As the mandrake matured, Colin Creevey, Mrs. Norris, and

Nick, who is almost headless, is finally all in the Mandela recovery potion configured by Snape

down returned to normal.

Unsurprisingly, when Colin Creevey heard that he had missed half a year of classes and had only one month left until the final exam, he almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the professors knew about his situation, so they successively asked their classmates to help him complete his notes, and they also gave him a little treatment.

As Dumbledore said, the first-year courses were not difficult, and even the few Slytherin students who repeated the grade were not forced to repeat the grade in the first grade.

After studying hard for two weeks, Colin felt that he could handle the written test, and then he only needed to continue to consolidate the practical training of transformation and spells.

The second round of review for the fifth and seventh graders was almost done, and Lockhart felt that as long as the students wanted to, even the worst grades in the exam could get an "A (pass)".

As for those lower graders, Lockhart decided to take the practical exam directly at the end of the term.

Hagrid did have a way of cultivating magical plants. The hedge planted at the beginning of the year had grown to a height of more than two meters in April. After a little pruning, a maze emerged in front of the little wizards.

It's a pity that Lockhart can't stay in the school to supervise the exams of the little wizards, he has to go to the devil as soon as possible.

Judging from "historical experience", the professors of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class will encounter accidents around the final exam, and Lockhart dare not wait until the last moment.Being able to run away half a month in advance is already the result of overcoming a huge psychological obstacle.

Some people have stronger magical powers and can survive after resisting Voldemort's curse, such as Lupine, but they are forced to resign.

As for those who are not strong enough in magic power and will, they will either die unexpectedly or suffer

some irreversible damage.

It is worth mentioning that although Dolores Umbridge's strength is not strong, at least she can cast a physical Patronus Charm. This alone is stronger than many people in the Department of Law Enforcement. .

As for the damage she received from the centaur in the Forbidden Forest... Well, everyone is curious, especially those bestiality lovers.

Anyway, Master Rowling’s Spring and Autumn strokes only recorded that she was “not injured from the outside”, “has been in a daze”, and was afraid when she heard hoofbeats. Obviously, she had PTSD of the horseman

If things are really as imagined, then those horse people's tastes are really a bit heavy.

No matter what kind of result it is, Lockhart doesn't want to accept it now, so he decisively slipped away.

For this reason, he hired someone to help him supervise, that is Hagrid.

Hagrid's reputation was restored after the Chamber of Secrets incident was resolved, and the Ministry of Magic also eliminated his previous bad records. Even stealing acromantids in Hogwarts is actually illegal.

The Ministry of Magic not only lifted Hagrid's "suspect" control, but even generously gave him a special creature breeding license, allowing him to raise some "less dangerous" magical creatures "within his ability"— As we all know, the poisonhorn, the three-headed dog, and even the Norwegian Ridgeback didn't seem too dangerous to Hagrid.

As the price of lenient, Hagrid was asked not to speak out about the matter. The Ministry of Magic was going to stuff the truth of the matter deeply into the archives, and by the way, shift the responsibility to the previous headmaster of Hogwarts, Dippet A. On Mundo.

Rather than "rehabilitate" with great fanfare, Hagrid would of course prefer to raise those big guys, so the deal was happily completed.

As Hagrid, who is about to take the Protection of Magical Creatures class, he is also happy to help

Lockhart was doing himself a favor so he could learn something about being a professor.

Chapter 120 Seven Final Exams

Although it is already April, after a wave of cold spring, another layer of snow still fell on the Scottish Highlands.

Seeing that Haruyuki had coated the outside of the castle with another layer of silver, Lockhart was a little worried about the venue of his final exam, so he went to the Forbidden Forest to have a look.

But he was obviously worrying too much, Hagrid took good care of it, and the hedge had grown to nearly two meters, and it seemed that it would definitely grow to three meters by the end of May.

So Lockhart invited Hagrid to the Three Broomsticks for a drink in the name of reward, and Hagrid happily followed.

Lockhart knew that Hagrid liked the contents of this glass very much, and this invitation should be exactly what he wanted, but Hagrid seemed to have something on his mind, and he didn't drink very happily.

"What, what's on your mind?" He asked proactively.

Hagrid wanted to act like nothing was wrong, but if he could keep it under wraps, Snape would be able to smile brightly.

Obviously, neither can be done.

Hagrid poured a bottle of mead into his glass with a thud, only to find that the bottle was empty and his glass was not quite full.

"Let's be honest...I suddenly realized...well, I don't really know how to be a professor."

As he spoke, he drank the wine in the glass, so that Lockhart could not tell whether he was blushing from the wine or from embarrassment.

So that was the case, Lockhart understood.

"Seriously, Hagrid, you should be more confident, given your current attitude towards magical creatures

Knowing that even teaching [-]th graders can control their voices (NEWTs)

,Let’s not talk about Professor Kettleburn, even Tilly Tork, he probably doesn’t have as much experience in dealing with large creatures as you, maybe only Master Scamander…”

Hagrid waved his hands again and again: "I dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Scamander, you are too flattering to me, Gilderoy."

"I know, but it's a legend." Lockhart reassured him, "Don't worry

, your level is definitely enough, whether it is theoretical or practical level. "

"But I haven't taken a class yet, I don't know how to teach at all." Hagrid was a little distressed, "I remember it was your first time teaching, but I heard you did a pretty good job, if you would let me sit in In two classes..."

It's not a big deal, just come and listen. "Lockhart agreed right away, our classes are the hands-on type, and the students like that. You just need to follow the syllabus step by step, and give them a little surprise every now and then..."

"Exam syllabus?"

Hagrid's eyes widened, as though this was the first time he'd thought of it.

Exam scores are as important as practice. In addition, you must not forget Ms. Timms from the eel farm. Her donation is to let us train students who know how to serve the sound bird and the muttra. "