Lu Mingfei: Hogwarts repeater

Chapter 123: It just blew up half the street, let’s go to Azkaban!

There wasn't much that Savage could say.

He wanted to relay his speculation and what he heard later, Lu Mingfei's words to Voldemort, to Scrimgeour, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up.

It's troublesome to say, difficult to describe accurately, and it's easy for Scrimgeour to misunderstand it. Rather than doing this, it's better to just pull out part of the memory and let Scrimgeour see it for himself.

"So, you didn't hear the sound of the curse, you just saw a red magic beam, and then you were irradiated by the strong light and lost your vision. By the time it was over, you would have been in this situation now."

Scrimgeour said expressionlessly, "Mr. Savage, you are an excellent Auror with more than five years of experience in fighting dark wizards."

"I'm sorry." Savage lowered his head.

"No, you shouldn't feel sorry, but you should feel ashamed. Because in that situation, a student who is studying at Hogwarts and has not yet graduated will react much better than you." Scrimgeour said .

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei on the side couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Tonks hesitated to speak.

Lu Mingfei was simply trying to shift the blame, but what could Scrimgeour be doing?
Two more twisted figures appeared, and Lu Mingfei recognized one of them at a glance. Just looking at the beard that reached his waist was enough for him to recognize the other person's identity.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, you look so young. I really didn't expect that you are already a professor at Hogwarts. I wonder which course you teach?
I have been busy with work in the Auror Office recently and have no specific knowledge of staff changes at Hogwarts. "

Lu Mingfei smiled and shook hands with Scrimgeour, his tone extremely natural.

"I have been repeating grades for several years."

That probably wouldn't leave a very good impression...

He was sure that Scrimgeour was really busy, otherwise he would have seen news about him in the newspapers - news about his fight with corrupt Muggle officials to buy the world's first digital SLR.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

Scrimgeour paused, then turned to glance at Savage, who was already sweating. Then he turned back and said, "It seems that Savage missed something when he conveyed the message to me."

Scrimgeour's attitude was very subtle, giving Lu Mingfei the feeling that he didn't think Voldemort was back, but he still had to cooperate with Lu Mingfei to try his best to get rid of Voldemort.

"Oh..." Scrimgeour frowned and looked back at the traces of the bombing of Knockturn Alley.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Lu Mingfei greeted Dumbledore happily, "Harry and I are both here."

"A magic with such destructive power, even if it has nothing to do with Voldemort, must be released by a very vicious dark wizard. It is indeed very likely that he is the remnant of the Death Eaters.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, in fact, I am still studying at Hogwarts as a fifth-year student...it's just that the circumstances are slightly special."

"People always make mistakes... After all, my situation is indeed special."

"I'm glad to see you're all okay, kid." Dumbledore smiled and nodded to Lu Mingfei.

"Actually," Tonks couldn't help but interrupt Scrimgeour, her hair turned purple visibly, "Mr. Minister, Mr. Lu Mingfei is my senior."

I will send Aurors to conduct a detailed investigation of everything around..."

"Oh, Merlin!"

After Lu Mingfei's kind-hearted persuasion, he naturally changed the subject, "Let's discuss the issue of Voldemort's appearance, Mr. Scrimgeour."

"...Oh." Scrimgeour was stunned, turned around and looked at Lu Mingfei, and stretched out his hand to Lu Mingfei.

"Miss Tonks, although you are still a trainee Auror, this does not mean that your performance is not as good as your juniors after graduating and joining the Auror Office..."

The short and chubby man next to Dumbledore shouted softly.

He looked quite strange. He was already short and chubby, which was even more obvious when standing next to the tall and thin Dumbledore. He was also wearing a strange hodgepodge of a suit with a cloak and pointed boots.

When he shouted, he took off the dark green top hat on his head, revealing a mess of gray hair, which made his anxious look particularly obvious.

"This is the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge," Lu Mingfei leaned over and whispered to Harry, "You can think of him as the Prime Minister of the British Government in the wizarding world."

Little Harry blinked, he had never seen such a big figure - in reality. But the strange thing is that he didn't feel nervous at this time, nor was he curious about Fudge.

He was more interested in Dumbledore. The beard that reached his waist... seemed to remind him of some memories, as if he had been held in the arms of such a person.

Of course, the main reason was Lu Mingfei's attitude. Harry found that when Professor Dumbledore appeared, Lu Mingfei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole attitude seemed a little lazy.

"What happened here... was bad, a little bad."

Fudge held the hat in his hand and looked at Scrimgeour. A fake relaxed smile soon appeared on his face. "But, Rufus, I don't seem to see the traces of the mysterious man you mentioned - you understand, whether it is the Mark of the Dark Devil or something else."

"Indeed, minister, but such powerful magic... can only come from an extremely powerful dark wizard."

Scrimgeour replied, although there was nothing in the tone, but in terms of content, the two were definitely not on the same front.

Lu Mingfei thought thoughtfully. The director of the Auror Office and the Minister of Magic are not on the same side... This is equivalent to the incompatibility of military and political affairs!

It's amazing how good the Ministry of Magic can do!

Could it be that Scrimgeour coveted the position of Minister and wanted to use information from Voldemort and Death Eaters to further expand the scope of power of his Auror Office?
"And they were targeting the 'Boy Who Lived' Harry Potter. I think it is a reasonable speculation to suspect that the attackers are related to Death Eaters." Scrimgeour said.

"The Death Eaters have fallen with You-Know-Who!"

Fudge squeezed the hat in his hand harder, and his tone quickly softened, "I mean, they've all been captured in Azkaban, haven't they?
As for the attack on Mr. Harry Potter... it may be a dark wizard who wants to be famous and wants to be famous. He thinks that as long as he defeats Harry who defeated the mysterious man, he can become famous..."

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously moved to Dumbledore beside him.

Dumbledore's azure eyes behind his half-moon glasses stared at Fudge, his tone calm and calm.

"Connelly, I hope you understand that I never exaggerate in my letters to you. I have been to Albania and found some suspicious traces there..."

"But, look, Albus, you said it yourself, it was just a suspicious sign, not that you bumped into a mysterious person, right?"

Interrupting Dumbledore seemed to put a lot of pressure on Fudge. Beads of sweat were visible on his forehead, but he continued to speak.

"Of course, if You-Know-Who is still alive, Albus, that's a good thing when you meet him, because it means you can definitely end him for good. But he's dead and gone for almost ten years!

He will not come back, maybe he has been taken away by the God of Death... In short, I will never agree to involve this ridiculous thing on the mysterious man. How could Voldemort only make this little noise?
It’s just half a street. The man who was already imprisoned in Azkaban, Sirius, once blew up half of the street..."

Fudge's words suddenly stopped and he glanced quickly at Harry, including everyone else.

Lu Mingfei noticed this situation, tilted his head slightly, and searched for information about Sirius in his mind - Sirius Black, Prisoner of Azkaban...

Only Harry was confused.

"The half of the street that Sirius Black blew up was a Muggle street, Mr. Minister." Scrimgeour said coldly, "And this is Knockturn Alley."

"Yeah, yeah...I mean, almost..." Fudge gasped.

"This place is full of various magic items and spell defenses, which is very different from the completely undefended Muggle streets." Scrimgeour's eyes twitched and he whispered.

"Yes, but..." Fudge swallowed nervously, and he began to look at Dumbledore more and more frequently.

"Albus, I think there is always a way to prove it, isn't it? For example, check their memories. At least, there must be evidence for everything. Maybe this is just an accident..."

To be honest, Lu Mingfei was really shocked when Fudge said this.

Is this possible for him to guess correctly? Could it be that Mr. Cornelius Fudge's rise to the position of Minister of Magic was all due to luck?

Fortunately, he was quite calm and composed without any outward signs of flaw... He just glanced at Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore was also looking at Lu Mingfei.

"I hope you understand, Cornelius, that I trust my students not to lie about this kind of thing." Dumbledore frowned at Fudge.

This was almost a clear warning, but as the Minister of Magic, Fudge had no status at all, so he immediately answered unnaturally.

"Of course, Albus, it is impossible for me to ask for the child's memory to be investigated...I mean, to look at the memories of these two Aurors."

Fudge looked at Savage and Tonks, and Dumbledore happened to look at Lu Mingfei at this moment, and Lu Mingfei moved his eyes up and down.

Fudge looked back.

Dumbledore's face softened slightly: "I think viewing memories needs to be in a hidden place...it has attracted too much attention here."

"Of course, Albus, your judgment is always the most correct." Fudge nodded immediately. He wanted to suppress the whole matter and deal with it slowly.

"Let's go to the Ministry of Magic and leave it to the other Aurors to deal with the aftermath..."

PS: Today’s sanity discussion post - Will there be monthly passes for Ameng Day tomorrow?

(End of this chapter)