Hogwarts: Where are the Pokémon?

Chapter 155 Fudge: Dumbledore is old
Fudge straightened his tie before stepping out of the fireplace, and then he saw dozens of officials standing in his office, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Sorry sir, I really can't stop them." Umbridge said under his throat.

"Fudge—" Scrimgeour took a step forward, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Fudge.

"Everyone, it's an extraordinary time!" Fudge flashed through his mind what Xia Lin said to him, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "I'm afraid God—no, I'm afraid Voldemort's eye has been resurrected!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate commotion in the office.

"Don't mention that name!" screamed a female official, and the other male officials were not much better.

"Fudge, there is magic in this name, he will feel us!"

Seeing the terrified looks of these people, Fudge couldn't help feeling amused in his heart, of course he knew what they were gathering here for.In addition to wanting to be affirmed by myself, I am afraid I also think that I have no courage to fight against Voldemort, so I want to force myself.

Of course, Fudge was very good to himself.If it was before, he might not dare to contend with Voldemort, but what about now?
Don't say it's just a fake, even if it's the real Voldemort, he won't be so afraid.

Dark Lord?
Haha, didn't you lose to Charlene Gold?

My Fudge's thighs are the thickest!

But these thoughts just flashed in his own mind. On the surface, he still pretended to be serious and tough, and said righteously: "Let him come! Let him kill me! I'm not afraid!"

He strode to his seat, and to be honest, it was a bit funny to pretend to be a brave warrior with his funny appearance.But none of the wizards had a smile on their face.Because no one dares to make fun of the name "Voldemort".

"Oh, Fudge—what a surprise—I always thought you were not a brave man. I was wrong about you," said Amelia Bones at once.

She was the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and, if I had to say, Scrimgeour's immediate boss.If Fudge were to step down, she would most likely be Minister for Magic.In fact, in the original book, she was killed because of her confrontation with Voldemort.

"I know that some of you may think that I may not be qualified as a Minister of Magic, but it doesn't matter, maybe I am not capable enough, but I am still the Minister of Magic, and I will not evade my responsibility!" Fudge said loudly, his expression His appearance stunned many people at once, and everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Especially Kingsley and Crouch, the two of them saw with their own eyes how embarrassing and ridiculous Fudge was in Dumbledore's office, but now, he was so brave.

"Now, that evil black wizard has reappeared. He once brought us great disasters! All of us have lost many relatives and friends because of his madness! Confront him, so The tragedy may happen again! Even our own lives may be in danger! But we cannot back down!
"Barty Crouch, Barty Crouch! Where are you?" Fudge shouted, raising his hat.

Old Batty walked out immediately.

"Very well. First of all, I want you to contact the Scandinavian Ministry of Magic and tell them what happened to Principal Durmstrang. I took a copy of the memory from Mr. Sharin. Regarding the evidence that Mr. Karkaroff resurrected Voldemort, Kingsley, you also take out the memory of Voldemort killing Karkaroff and send it to them to hold them accountable! I ask them to send out Aurors to help us fight Voldemort !"

Crouch reached out to take the short piece of silver memory in Fudge's hand, but his expression was not good: "I don't think they will agree."

Voldemort's terror is world-famous, don't look at it as a little support, but who knows if it will get angry?

How would they resist if that madman found out and went to Scandinavia to make a fuss?

"No? If you don't agree, go to the International Federation of Wizards! I don't think their hands are quite long?" Fudge said loudly.

Hearing this, the corners of Crouch's mouth could not help but twitch slightly, but soon his face relaxed, and he nodded and left the office.

"I think the rest of you should hurry up and get to work, especially the Auror Office, the Misuse of Magic Office, and the Magic Law Enforcement Scouts and Strikers. I'm afraid some people will be busy next time." Fudge hurriedly Started to drive people away, "Umbridge, help me contact the reporter of the Daily Prophet, I think our people have the right to know about this! The war is coming back soon, and peace is about to cease!"

"Hey - I wish Voldemort could go abroad to harm me, it would be easier for me." He pretended to complain, but most of the people in the office didn't leave.Everyone's complexion is not so good-looking, and now it is not possible to persevere with optimism.

"What's the matter?" asked Fudge, but no one said anything.

After a while, Scrimgeour came out and asked the question everyone was most concerned about: "Fudge, Dumbledore - what did he say?"

"What do you say? He said it was too bad! Who would have thought that man would be resurrected?" Fudge said casually.

But this is obviously not the answer that others want to hear.

"I mean, Dumbledore, does he have some method or strategy? You know he's pretty much the person most feared by You-Know-Who. We all want to know what he has in mind, if he can stand on the same front with the Ministry of Magic , to fight against the mysterious person together?"

Scrimgeour asked seriously.

His idea was - it would be best if Dumbledore was willing to obey the Ministry of Magic.

Others just hope that Dumbledore can stand up again and take on the task of fighting against the mysterious man.

However, Fudge just raised his head and stared at everyone with his eyes not much bigger than sesame seeds:

"No - he is over 100 years old, what can you expect from him? Dumbledore's magical power has long since declined, and he is no longer able to fight Voldemort."

Hearing this, the complexion of all the people present became a little bit worse.

"But you don't have to worry, without Dumbledore, we still have Harry Potter! Didn't the prophecy say that he would be Voldemort's greatest enemy?"

As soon as Fudge opened his mouth, the faces of the others turned even darker.

"But what can we expect from a boy?" said Arthur at once. "He's only in the first grade, and we can't put him at risk!"

At this time, Scrimgeour spoke again:
"I wonder if Charlene Gold can help us a little?"

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone's hearts were immediately touched, and everyone looked at Fudge expectantly.

Although according to Kingsley, Charlene Gold obviously lost when Voldemort was resurrected.But he was able to entangle Voldemort alone for a long time without being injured, which has proved his strength.

Scrimgeour also specifically asked Xia Lin if he had brought his Pokémon, and Kingsley replied no.

Charlene Gold without Pokémon can get entangled with Voldemort, but what if he brings Pokémon?Could it be a draw with Voldemort?

Going one step further, what if the Aurors each had a Pokémon?
Thinking of this, Scrimgeour had already begun to look forward to it.

"I'm afraid he has other things to do," said Fudge, picking up a document from his desk.

"Is there anything more important than fighting the mysterious man?"

"Of course it's the Magic Congress of America who held Charlene Gold accountable for the secrecy law!" Fudge sneered. "The few Aurors who sneaked into Hogwarts have already handed over the so-called evidence to the International Federation of Wizards. I think they will send the trial documents in a few days! I want to ask who sent They let it in!"

"They're in the magic house—"

"A magic house?!" Fudge raised his voice. "There are no whites and blacks in the magic house! Don't tell me your eyes can't tell the color!"

There was a sudden silence in the office.

"I think sometimes you don't have to pay attention to the International Federation of Wizards, unless they are willing to contribute, otherwise don't come and tell us!" Someone couldn't help but say, "Who was in charge of us during the last wizarding war?"

"Let's talk about it at that time." Fudge didn't respond, but sat on his chair with a distressed look, "Okay, let's all go out, now is not the time to gather here for a meeting."

When he was the only one left in the office, Fudge breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat from his brow, and completely revealed his true colors.

"Now, the voices in the Ministry of Magic are almost monolithic, but the international community has to shut them up completely." His round eyeballs rolled up, "But it depends on how Mr. Xia Lin operates. Already. I just need to cooperate with him."

Not long after, Umbridge arrived with a reporter from the Daily Prophet.

An old acquaintance, Rita Skeeter.

This woman and Umbridge looked like the same thing.

Fudge gave a big press conference at the gates of the Ministry of Magic.
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"What's the matter? I heard that the next game has been cancelled?"

Ron got out of the crowd and told the news he had heard.He has already lost the game today, so it doesn't affect him very much, but if the game is cancelled, he will be surrounded by the atmosphere of the exam again.

"I don't know, it seems that something serious happened." Harry shook his head.

"I saw teachers from other schools leave in a hurry." Fred couldn't help but said.Of course, he actually saw it on the Marauder's Map.

By the next day, they knew exactly what had happened.

The front page news of the Daily Prophet is "Mysterious Man Resurrected, Another Wizarding War Begins?" ", the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, first admitted the return of the mysterious man, and then announced that he had entered a state of war, which made everyone uneasy.

"But, how did he come back to life?" Harry asked strangely, "I mean, we prevented him from getting the Sorcerer's Stone not long ago, and he was resurrected today. Professor Dumbledore clearly said that the Sorcerer's Stone has been destroyed. It fell."

"Maybe he has other ways." Ron held the letter from home, and according to his father, this matter was basically true.

"It doesn't matter, even if he is resurrected, we still have Principal Dumbledore."

"I'm afraid Dumbledore won't be able to help this time. Dad said he admitted to Fudge himself that he was old. I think the only one who can stop the mysterious man is Professor Xia Lin." Ron said, "But Dad said The professor has other troubles, too."

"Anything else?" Hermione asked curiously.

She has never had much of a source for these messages.

"How should I put it, it has something to do with Pokémon. Some people think that he violated the secrecy law, and they want to deal with him! Let me tell you, this is ridiculous! The fire dragon they raise themselves is seen several times a year!"

The whole of Hogwarts is shrouded in a huge shadow.

But in fact, no one's life was affected.

Voldemort appeared briefly like a bubble, and then there was no news.People can't help but wonder if he is really resurrected.

At this time, many Death Eaters gathered in Malfoy Manor, they looked terrified and frightened.

"Lucius—I heard that the master is back?"

They were cautious one by one, not even daring to speak aloud.

Don't think they were in the same camp as Voldemort before, but when Voldemort fell, they quickly distanced themselves from him.No one has searched for Voldemort's location for so many years, which is no different from betrayal.

Now that Voldemort had returned, none of them felt their master's call, which might mean that Voldemort had no intention of forgiving any of them.

"It seems so." Lucius was not so flustered, after all, he had sent him a bottle of unicorn blood according to Voldemort's order not long ago.

At that time, Charlene Gold told him not to worry, everything was under control.

Now that Voldemort was resurrected, Lucius wondered if this was part of that man's plan as well.But anyway, he sent the vial of blood, maybe Voldemort would forgive him for his betrayal?
"But, have we not received any summons?" These people said humbly, "What if the master is not willing to forgive us for our betrayal?"

As soon as he said this, a sharp voice came from outside the door:

"Don't you think I will forgive you?" "Voldemort" in the overloaded robe had appeared in the courtyard of the Malfoy Manor at some point, and all the Death Eaters turned pale in fright, and crawled towards his feet. land.

"Master—Master—forgive me!"

"We never betrayed you—Master—"

"Never betrayed? I know that many of you thought I was dead, or even if I didn't die, I lost my original mana, so you quickly distanced yourself from me—"

"Voldemort," he said, walked to the front, as if he were the real master of the manor.

"But I want to praise Lucius here—Lucius, you did a good job." He walked up to Lucius, stretched out his hand and pulled Lucius up, "I allow you to stand and talk to me."

"Thank you, my great master—" Lucius hurriedly stood up.

(End of this chapter)