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Chapter 758 Hermione: I need to think about the wizarding world and the meaning of what I pursue

"You want to go on an adventure with Mr. Padraic?"

Ron, who was standing next to her, asked Hermione in surprise.

Hermione didn't reply and turned her gaze to Harry.

Since the cold war between the two, although they have started talking to each other, their relationship is not as close as before.

"Just to avoid Umbridge's harassment and help Mr. Padraic."

Hermione said it was just a normal thing.

The three of them walked towards the playground while talking.

Harry opened his mouth to say that Hermione's attitude towards Peter was not entirely normal.

But he thought Hermione would blush if he said it, so he shut his mouth decisively.

When they arrived at Madam Pomfrey's ward, they suddenly heard a quarrel.

So a few people approached the infirmary cautiously, wanting to see what was happening.

"That's Fudge's voice."

Hermione whispered to Harry, "That's Professor Minerva McGonagall's voice, listen to what they're arguing about."

At this time, Harry also heard a noisy sound, someone was shouting and running towards the ward.

"It's a shame, but it can't be helped, Minerva," said the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

"No, this is definitely your fault, you should never have brought it into the castle."

Professor McGonagall said to him bluntly: "If Dumbledore finds out..."

Then Harry heard the door to the ward burst open.

Then he noticed that Fudge, wearing glasses, strode into the ward, followed closely by Professor McGonagall and Snape.

Then Dumbledore quickly walked into the ward.

"What happened?"

Dumbledore asked everyone with a serious expression.

He looked from Fudge to Professor McGonagall and asked them, "Why are you disturbing these people here? Professor McGonagall, you really surprise me. I asked you to guard Barty Crouch Jr."

"There's no need to guard him anymore, Dumbledore!"

She shrieked to Dumbledore, "Our Minister made sure of it!"

Harry, hiding outside the infirmary, swore that he had never seen Professor McGonagall so excited.

Professor McGonagall's cheeks flushed with anger, her fists clenched, and she was shaking with anger.

Snape whispered to Dumbledore, "Mr. Fudge seems to feel that his personal safety is also a problem, so he brought the Dementor into the office where Barty Crouch Jr. is."

Professor McGonagall then said excitedly: "As soon as he entered the office..."

She pointed at Fudge, her whole body shaking with excitement as she spoke, "He went straight at Crouch."

Harry suddenly felt a chill attack on him.

He didn't need to hear Professor McGonagall's entire sentence to know what the Dementors had done.

The Dementors must have given Barty Crouch Jr. a fatal kiss.

It sucked the soul out of Crouch Jr.'s mouth.

Crouch Jr. is probably living a life worse than death.

"He deserves it!"

Fudge said to the others angrily, "He caused the deaths of several people, and he also attacked Patrick!"

"But he can't testify now, Connelly."

Dumbledore stared at Fudge sharply, as if he saw through him for the first time.

"He could not provide evidence as to why he killed those people."

Fudge's expression was also very angry. "There is no need for any reason. He is a madman wandering around. From what Minerva and Snape told me, he seems to think that everything he did, these intolerable things, were in accordance with the wishes of the mysterious man!"

"No, this is not his delusion. Voldemort did give him orders before."

Dumbledore's expression was a little angry. "The deaths of those people were just a byproduct of Voldemort's comeback plan. The plan succeeded, Voldemort restored his body, and almost killed Tom."

Hearing Dumbledore say this was like someone suddenly hit Fudge in the face.

He blinked hard and stared at Dumbledore blankly, as if he did not fully understand what the other had just heard.

"You said the You-Know-Who... is back?! No, that's impossible, that's nonsense, don't be ridiculous, Dumbledore."

"Minerva and Severus have undoubtedly told you this," Dumbledore watched him. "We all heard Bart Crouch Jr.'s confession. Under the influence of Veritaserum, he told us how he was spirited out of Azkaban, how Voldemort learned from Bertha Jorkins that Bart Crouch Jr. was still alive, and that the plan had worked. Crouch Jr. had aided Voldemort in his return, and that Mr. Padraic had known all along."

When Fudge heard Dumbledore say that Peter had always known, an awkward smile flashed across his face.

"No, Dumbledore, you can't really believe all this? The You-Know-Who is back? Don't be ridiculous. Needless to say, Barty Crouch Jr. might have thought he was following the You-Know-Who's instructions. How can you take the words of such a lunatic seriously, Dumbledore?"

No one listened to the subsequent conversation between Fudge and Dumbledore.

After leaving the infirmary, Harry asked Hermione and Ron in shock, "Why is Fudge trying so hard to cover it up? He seems reluctant to admit it."

Hermione shook her head and asked Harry, "Do you know what cognitive dissonance is, Harry?"

"what?"

"It occurs when people are faced with two ideas or cognitions that don't really fit together, and cognitive relationships fall into two important categories: unrelated relationships."

Hermione explained to him with a serious expression, "For example, 'Harry is fine' and 'I want cheese for lunch' are two unrelated statements. They may be related, but it is an insignificant relationship."

Hermione continued to the stunned two people: "The other is a disharmonious relationship. For example, 'I'm allergic to milk' and 'This is why I have to drink 3 glasses of milk in a few minutes', which is a disharmonious relationship."

"Dumbledore insisted that Voldemort had returned and that we were all in great danger, but Fudge was chafing at the belief that few had ever seen Voldemort and that he was widely believed to be dead."

Hermione paused for a moment before continuing, "The concept of cognitive dissonance is closely related to confirmation bias, which is the idea that we are more likely to accept facts and information that confirm what we already believe, meaning that the stronger our beliefs, the less likely we are to be swayed by counter-evidence."

"If the emotion is strong, then all the evidence that supports the belief they hold - the belief that Voldemort will not return - seems more likely, and in Fudge's case, that includes the fact that few people had seen Voldemort's physical form at that moment, and so many events had not occurred that he refused to accept the truth even when both Mr. Peter and Dumbledore pointed him to it."

"Accepting Voldemort's return would mean the Ministry hasn't dealt with trouble like this for nearly fourteen years, and Fudge just couldn't bring himself to face it."

Harry and Ron were stunned listening to Hermione's thesis-like presentation.

Harry asked her, "Hermione, where did you learn these theories?"

"Mr. Padraic taught me."

Harry: “.”

Hermione sighed, "I can feel that from now on, our peaceful life will be disrupted, and the entire wizarding world will fall into turmoil because of Fudge's stupidity and stubbornness."

Hermione found herself extremely disappointed with this group of wizarding elites.

What she had always longed for, to become one of her fellow wizards who stood on high, suddenly became dim.

I worked hard and studied hard, became an excellent student in the eyes of the professors, passed 12 subjects in 12 OWLS exams, but in the end I just became someone like Fudge, or his subordinate?
It turns out that this group of wizards is actually just a mob.

What exactly have you been pursuing all along?

Pulling out her wand, Hermione said to the two stunned people with some disappointment, "I think I have to leave for a while. I need to think about the wizarding world and the meaning of what I pursue."

Looking at Hermione who turned and left, Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Ron swallowed and asked, "Does she want to go to Mr. Padrick?"

Harry nodded. "I guess so."

at the same time.

Unjust world.

Bruce sat in front of Brother Eye and said to the system: "Brother Eye, report to me the situation in Gorilla City."

"I can't do that, Mr. Bruce Wayne."

The system emits an electronic rejection sound.

Injustice Batman was slightly stunned, then asked: "Why?"

"Because I'm not Brother Eyes."

The next second, countless snowflakes appeared on the screen, and a bald, green-skinned robot creature appeared on the monitor.

"Oh!"

As he spoke, the screen emitted green bars and dense snowflakes, and a harsh sound instantly spread outward.

Startled, Bruce moved his chair back suddenly and stood up with a look of astonishment on his face.

After realizing that the Brother Eye system had been hacked, he immediately started operating on the virtual display.

"You can't take back control, Bruce Wayne. In recent days, Brother Eye has been assimilated into my mental network. Now it is an extension of my brain."

Brainiac appeared on the screen and spoke to him, "You, a fragile human, captured and imprisoned a fully grown male Kryptonian."

Bruce looked at him coldly, "Maybe I'm not that fragile."

"In order to win, you utilized cutting-edge technology, nanotechnology, satellite communications, and dimensional teleportation. I am going to take these things away from you."

"why?"

"Because the Kryptonians belong to me. Not just the ones you imprisoned, but the ones from another dimension, and soon, your planet as well."

(End of this chapter)