Hogwarts: The Most Decent White Wizard In History!

The halls of the Ministry of Magic were completely silent!

No one could have imagined how Cedric would kill Voldemort's remaining soul simply, without any nonsense.

It's like squeezing a chicken to death.

A dirty rat in a sewer gutter.

Just like how Harry once caught the goblins in the Weasley's garden, knocked them unconscious and threw them far away.

In short, it is too inconsistent with Voldemort's identity and status.

Cedric's casual gesture and the glance he cast towards everyone made everyone's hearts tighten.

It's like being watched by some amazing behemoth!

No one dared to speak out first.

Until Fugina, who was frightened and frightened, the frightened and trembling voice sounded again:

"Cedric!!!"

"Do you realize how much trouble you have caused?"

"How dare you...do you know this is the Ministry of Magic...Get down here!"

In the face of Fudge's jumping accusations.

Cedric was unmoved at all, he didn't even look at him, and even lowered his head to straighten his robe.

He knows it very well.

His behavior just now made everyone feel uneasy, and now everyone's attention is on him.

Everyone was curious about what he would say, so they waited patiently.

Cedric slowly moved his gaze.

He moved slowly from the far left to the far right of the crowd again, looking at each wizard with his firm eyes.

People's expressions were revealed under his gaze.

Shocked, scared, overwhelmed and even thoughtful!

Voldemort was burned to death in front of his face.

This bizarre scene, similar to the burning of witches in the Middle Ages, shocked everyone. Countless thoughts flashed through their minds, but they were unable to sort out stable thoughts from the chaotic mind!

Everyone is looking forward to Cedric's next speech.

They need more information!

Only Fudge was still jumping around, directing the Aurors to come forward to capture Cedric.

But this was obviously unsuccessful.

Slughorn and the reporters had already rushed back, and they were standing opposite the group of Aurors, at Cedric's feet.

Fudge turned his head rapidly.

He felt incredible about the scene before him, but he did not dare to issue an attack order immediately.

Dozens of wizards are fighting each other at the Ministry of Magic.

This is enough to be called a rebellion that subverts the regime, which is not in line with the prosperous age he created.

Fudge was even a little panicked.

He didn't know how to handle such a situation.

This is the real him: mediocre and cowardly Fudge!

Almost instinctively.

His eyes searched for the tall wizard in the crowd.

once Upon a time.

Fudge also often asked Dumbledore for advice.

But when more eyes and focus were on him, he reduced the number of times he did this, and even strictly controlled the number of times Dumbledore became famous.

He is the greatest contributor to peace in the magical world.

over the past few years.

Fudge always told himself this.

In order to maintain this peaceful scene created by oneself.

Later, on the day of Voldemort's resurrection, he even refused to acknowledge Voldemort's resurrection!

In addition to the goal of getting rewards.

Let everyone realize that Voldemort is still alive.

This is why Cedric brought Voldemort here.

Letting them see Voldemort's death, and even leaving Quirrell as a witness, was a key part.

Cedric understands the power of silence very well.

I don't need to say anything, I just need to stand here quietly, and I can keep up with Fudge who is jumping up and down, forming a sharp contrast.

The wizards glanced at Fudge, then back at Cedric.

Fudge was like an angry old hen.

His face was red, his arms were spread out, and he was walking back and forth, giggling to express his anger.

Cedric stood with his hands behind his back and did nothing.

But all the wizards couldn't help but think about the scene where he burned Voldemort's remaining soul to ashes with just a snap of his fingers.

It’s clear who the incompetent is!

Wait until the scene is quieter.

Cedric took a deep breath, his movement was very slight, but it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even Fudge stopped making threats.

"Over there, I saw the fear of ordinary wizards towards Voldemort!"

Cedric raised his finger and pointed at Fudge.

Fudge was stunned.

What? Me? Ordinary wizard? Fear!?

"KR.....

As soon as Fudge opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that all the wizards present were staring at him angrily.

This even included several of his own bodyguard Aurors.

This frightened him so much that he dared not continue speaking.

Cedric continued to speak.

He pointed to the splendid hall: "I have been to the Ministry of Magic several times, and it is so splendid and beautiful!!

"But the defense system is rubbish!"

"I took Professor Quirrell to the Ministry of Magic alone late at night, and I was able to go directly down to the hall."

"Just imagine, what if Voldemort led the attack today?"

One word awakens the dreamer.

When Voldemort's remaining soul was destroyed in front of everyone's eyes.

When they witnessed Voldemort personally shouting that he would come back again, people couldn't help but start to fantasize about the possibility that Cedric said.

There were at most a dozen Aurors at night.

Voldemort himself was as good as ten, and as long as he brought a dozen more Death Eaters, he could easily take down the Ministry of Magic.

Take control of the Ministry of Magic.

Not to mention much else, a fireplace management department alone can allow Death Eaters to enter homes that pass through the fireplace passage at any time.

Such a family.

Accounting for about 90% of all wizarding families.

Just think about it, while you are sleeping, Death Eaters can freely enter and exit your home at any time.

Just thinking about it is terrifying.

"It would be understandable in peaceful times!"

Cedric slightly sped up his speech, which made the wizards feel even more tense:

"But these times are tough."

"Can we really rely on such a flashy Ministry of Magic to lead us to defeat Voldemort?"

Follow Cedric's words.

This time everyone looked at Fudge again, looking at him with a red face and a look of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Fudge's embarrassing performance just now.

It further deepened the impression in the minds of wizards that Fudge was pure and useless.

Cedric continued.

His voice began to surge with passion, and his right hand began to wave in conjunction with his speech.

This made everyone's eyes become more focused.

"Ever since I was five years old and learned that there is an unnameable name in the magical world, I have felt that this world is ridiculous!"

"Is this the so-called peaceful era?"

"There is a Dark Lord and his army, hidden among us all, who may overthrow the Ministry of Magic at any time."

"peaceful years!"

"This is the biggest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

Every word Cedric spoke was like nails, driven into the hearts of the wizards present in his sonorous and powerful tone.

Warm applause broke out.

Everyone cheers for his idea!

"This is a war that is about to break out. Let those Death Eaters become the damn victims!"

Cedric shouted passionately amidst the applause:

"We will make sacrifices and we will work hard.

"But in the end victory will be ours!"

Cedric's voice fell.

Slughorn and the reporters immediately shouted: "Victory will be ours!"

"Victory will be ours!"

Cedric placed his right fist on his heart and yelled again.

This time, the scene was completely ignited.

"Victory will be ours!" "Victory will be ours!" "Victory will be ours!"

in infinite cheers.

Cedric raised his arms and shouted:

"Now is not the time to be silent, it is time to fight back!"

"After all these years!"

"The entire magical world is in darkness, our eyes are obscured by fog, and wizards have lost their way forward."

Cedric's muzzle was pointed directly at Fudge!

Looking at Cedric's eyes, he turned his head and stared at him with eyes full of anger.

Fudge felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

At this moment, he suddenly realized one thing: his political career was over.

What struck him as ridiculous was the most ridiculous thing.

He wasn't pushed out by Dumbledore, whom he listed as his archenemy.

Instead, it was a third-year Hogwarts student.

Although Fudge now suspected that this was arranged by Dumbledore, he still successfully defeated him.

Looking at the impassioned Cedric, whose body was shaking from waving his arms with all his strength.

Fudge felt that his world view had been destroyed!

How come someone comes up and knows how to win people’s hearts so well?

This is absolutely insane!

This Cedric looked extremely decent, but Fudge always felt in his heart that everything in the other person's words had a faint evil aura.

It's too late to be evil!

Yes, that’s what it feels like!

More terrifying than Grindelwald and Voldemort combined!

"I just hope you are good, otherwise, the entire magical world will really be doomed!"

Frustrated, Fudge pushed his way out of the crowd.

In front of him, a tall old wizard with a long beard tied up in an orderly manner walked faster than him.

Fudge was stunned.

Isn't this Dumbledore?

Shouldn't he enjoy the fruits of his victory now?

Why did you leave so suddenly?

Could it be that Cedric is not his pawn?

This thought in his mind made Fudge feel a little colder. It was so remarkable that he was still under age. It seemed that he would never be able to turn around in this life.

If you give birth to Fudge, why give birth to Cedric!!!

Fudge looked back again.

Cedric, who was protected by the golden shield, spitted and flew into a frenzy with the wizards around him cheering for him.

Cedric's power has taken shape!

Fudge gritted his teeth and got into the fireplace, and went home to sleep.

Presumably, before tomorrow morning, news will come from the Ministry of Magic that he will be revoked as minister!

Although he also left the Ministry of Magic.

But Dumbledore's goal was not Hogwarts.

After he came to the deserted streets, he apparated several times in succession. The target was far away, but the path he had taken had been recalled countless times in his mind.

Under the cool moonlight.

Dumbledore was stunned by the ruined castle.

He never thought that the place where his friend was imprisoned would be so dilapidated.

He walked very slowly.

He was shocked to see the collapsed towers and peeling walls.

Regret consumed his soul.

But even if you step

No matter how slow he advanced, he finally arrived in front of the prison.

The ragged old man lay on a thin sheet.

The whole prison was dark.

There was only a huge packaging box, which was disassembled and placed in the corner.

"What a rare visitor!"

Grindelwald, who was playing with the Rubik's Cube, noticed the movement and looked up at Dumbledore outside the fence.

He grinned and laughed at himself:

"Ever since that boy gave me the toy, I haven't had your hallucination for a long time!"

"Damn old thing!"

Grindelwald's mood suddenly collapsed:

"Albus, it's almost fifty years. I can't imagine how I would manage without you. What should I do if you fall?"

He kept complaining like a resentful woman:

"There is nothing worse than not hearing from you again. Nothing worse than your silence."

"You're always so busy!"

"You always think that I hope you won't bother me, you always don't have time..."

Hear this.

Dumbledore couldn't stand it any longer.

He stretched out a hand to hold the fence: "It's me..."

Hearing the sound, Grindelwald's entire body froze in place.

Dumbledore slowly lowered his head, not daring to look at his friend who turned his head as stiffly as an inferi:

"Feel sorry."

"I am coming to you this time, and I still want to ask you to help me identify someone..."

"When I hear his speech... I can always think of it... it was very similar when you invited me to travel around the world!"

Grindelwald seemed to regain his energy instantly.

"Damn it, are you going to order me to do my work as soon as you come here?"

The night wind blew.

When they looked back in the blink of an eye, the two of them were already in tears!

Inside the Ministry of Magic.

Cedric's speech has come to an end:

"Peace above all else."

"We will not live in darkness forever."

All eyes.

Everything moves as Cedric moves.

"What I have to do now is to tear the fog away from your eyes. From this moment on, the fate of the magical world will change."

"My speech tonight may soon be forgotten."

“But what we do will last forever!!”

"We will fight to the end!!!"

ten minutes later.

The Ministry of Magic held an emergency night meeting.

Cedric did not participate. He said that he was still a student and he only hoped that the Ministry of Magic could select someone who could truly take the lead.

Before Voldemort was completely resurrected.

That is, before the start of the Triwizard Tournament, his main battlefield was still within Hogwarts.

Next year's locked room event isn't exciting enough.

Cedric is ready to add ingredients.

First he will visit some people, and then get out someone who is still squatting in Azkaban.

He needs more manpower urgently.

Before Goblet of Fire.

On top of the commotion caused by the Death Eaters, give them a real wizarding war!

The first person Cedric visited was his teacher!