The Emerald at Hogwarts

Chapter 469 An Uncertain Future
As the small wooden hammer in Fudge's hand fell, Harry's trial was officially over, and Ida also let out a long sigh of relief.It's really tiring to carry others on your back!
Harry sat motionless in the middle chair, looking a little dazed, and didn't even notice Ida approaching.This is also normal. Although he has experienced many things, he is still a 15-year-old boy after all, and he will be afraid and flustered.

"Hey!" Ada said, "Why are you still sitting here, do you really want to go to Azkaban to be gilded?"

"I don't want to, not at all." Harry shook his head, "Ida, I seem to owe you more and more, too much to be clear." Harry lowered his head, looking at the iron coils wrapped around the chair. chain.

In the past, Ida would probably take advantage of the opportunity to knock Harry out of the deal, and there is no such thing as a thousand-year-old Gallon, but now she is in a different mood.

The most important point is that she is not short of money...

Ada messed up Harry's neatly combed hair, and she said, "This is a usury loan with a rolling interest rate. If you want to pay it off, you can do it in your next life!"

Then, Ada tidied Harry's clothes in disgust, as if the elder sister was taking care of her sloppy younger brother.

She said: "After going back, take a quick shower to get rid of bad luck."

Harry stood up, and before he knew it he was much taller than Ida.Harry said, "Tonight, Mrs. Weasley has prepared meatballs, will you go?"

"Of course, but I still have something to deal with." Ada said, "Go, Mr. Weasley should be waiting for you outside!"

Harry nodded vigorously, then ran towards the heavy gate like a bird on its way to freedom.

Ada didn't leave, she turned and looked back at Fudge, and at the Wizengamot on both sides.Some of the members of the Wizengamot had already left in a hurry, while the rest were talking and sorting out documents.

The Minister of Magic, Fudge, sat there, his eyes never leaving Ada, wondering what he was thinking.

Ada walked up to the Minister and said in a low voice: "Mr. Minister, the professor asked me to bring you a sentence. He said: I am still willing to support your career, as long as you recognize the reality."

"I don't quite understand what this sentence means, but I think Mr. Minister must understand, right?"

Hearing Ada's conveyance and Ada's question, Fudge's face became even uglier.The flushed pork liver is no longer enough to describe, it should be replaced with rotten pork liver.

Fudge was panting heavily, and his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

"I don't need him to support my cause!" Fudge said through gritted teeth.It was very difficult to say this, and as soon as he finished speaking, Fudge collapsed on the bench, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

"That's such a pity, Mr. Minister." Ada took a step back, her voice was still very soft, without any ups and downs due to Fudge's out of breath.

Ada continued: "There are many ministers of the Ministry of Magic, but there is only one Albus Dumbledore. I said this, and I think Mr. Minister can understand me."

For humans, the biggest barrier is in the brain.

Fudge is obsessed with power, doesn't he believe in the fact that Voldemort is back?

No, I'm afraid Mr. Minister has already believed seven or eight points. He just held on to the two or three points of hope, hoping that Voldemort would not come back, and that all this was Dumbledore's fault.

A lie told too much can become true, and Fudge was completely deceived by the lies he spun.

There was no cure, and perhaps Dumbledore would mercifully trust Fudge until he got back on his feet.But Ada would not. In her heart, Fudge had already been sentenced to death, starting with the first paper whitewashing the peace.

Ada doesn't want a teammate who can't see the situation clearly, it will only become a drag.Victory will also be late because of this kind of person.A late victory means that the war will be prolonged, and it will mean that the people she cares about will face more danger.

By this time, Ms. Burns had packed her belongings and was heading for the door.She was accompanied by three or two people who were close to her.

"Ms. Burns!" Without further delay, Ada walked quickly to Amelia Burns.

The first time I saw Ms. Burns was at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. At that time, Ada's impression of her was that she was capable and vigorous.The second meeting was in Hogsmeade, and she was a conscientious and flexible official.

Today is the third meeting in the courtroom, and this time Ms. Bones impressed Ada even more.

Previously, neither Dumbledore nor Ada had gotten along with Ms. Burns, but today, around Harry's trial and Fudge's difficulties, Ms. Burns and Ada cooperated very well.

It was as if the two of them chatted together for a long time last night, and then fell asleep again.

After the trial began, Ms. Burns first raised her hand to Ada, so that Ada would not be ignored by the Wizengamot collectively because of her youth; she then raised her hand to Harry to let the people of the Wizengamot know that Ha In addition to being the "Boy Who Lived", Leigh Porter is also very talented; after the trial was deadlocked, she guided Mrs. Figg to give her testimony, pointed the finger at Fudge, and forced the minister into the court again and again. desperate situation.

The best part is that Ms. Burns' insinuations are spot on every time, and her actions and words only make her seem impartial rather than favoring anyone.

If it wasn't for Fudge's shamelessness and Umbridge's meddling, the trial would have ended long ago!This is the change brought about by a god teammate.

Even if Fudge knew that Ms. Burns was targeting him, the Minister had nothing to do with the Director of Law Enforcement.

This powerful faction is not someone Fudge can suppress at will.If he accidentally used too much force, Fudge might suffer backlash.

Hearing Ada calling her, Amelia Bones slowed her pace.The people around her also dispersed, leaving space for the two of them to talk.

In this alone, Ms. Burns has strengthened Fudge by a lot.These people under her do not need her orders, unlike Fudge, who has to chase them away every time.

Ada rushed to Ms. Burns's side. She played tricks and deliberately lagged behind Burns by half a body.This approach is a bit dirty.

Ada is a student herself, and Burns' social status is far from what a student can compare to. It's okay to fall behind by half a stature to show my humility and respect for Burns.Some people still think that being only half a stature behind is not enough.

This practice is dirty because Ida is not just a student.

First of all, Ada's magic attainments are not inferior to one person, but at least rank among the top few. Her own strength is her biggest card, not inferior to Burns' identity and status.

Furthermore, this time defending Harry, Ada played in place of Dumbledore.It is equivalent to being the spokesperson of the professor, and every word and deed can represent Dumbledore's will.

In this way, how many people can walk in front of Ada with a straight face?
The answer is almost none.

Self-important fools can't see this kind of practice, they don't think there is a problem, and they don't worry about being able to bear it at all.Only smart people can see it, and it may be annoying to smart people.

Ms. Burns is a smart person, she naturally saw what Ada did, and saw that this was a bold temptation.She didn't think Ada's behavior was annoying, but she admired this wild girl a little more.

"Excellent defense. When I was your age, I didn't do it so calmly." Amelia Bones said, adjusting her stride and rhythm, keeping her level with Ada, not One after the other.

"Thank you for the compliment, I haven't done enough." Ada said modestly, and she no longer intentionally controlled her steps.

"The talk is broken?" Ms. Burns asked, straight to the point, without any temptation to beat around the bush.

Ada nodded and said, "I haven't talked about it. After graduation, I plan to open a cake shop in Diagon Alley, selling only cupcakes. I have already thought of the name of the shop, and it will be called Fudge."

"Remember to tell me when the time comes, I will bring Susan to participate." Ms. Burns said with a smile.

"Professor Dumbledore asked me to convey my greetings to you, ma'am." Ada suddenly changed the subject.

Amelia Bones stopped in her tracks, and she asked, "Is this greeting really from Professor Dumbledore? Or is it your own greeting?"

"What's the difference?" Ada asked knowingly.

"Of course it's different." Ms. Burns said without any impatience, "Dumbledore is the present, and you are the future. The 'now' is here, visible and tangible. The 'future' is uncertain." .”

"The future," Ada said confidently, "the future will come as expected."

(End of this chapter)