Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Especially when he heard Vader's next words:

"——I believe Ms. Umbridge has a great chance of becoming the next Minister. With her ability, she is definitely no less than Minister Millicent Bagnoll!"

"Minister Fudge, you think so too, don't you? I heard that Madam Umbridge is your capable subordinate. You must know her abilities better than anyone else."

Fuji thought with a dull face: What ability? The ability to flatter me? Or the ability to hope to have a relationship with me beyond friendship?

He had always thought that Umbridge spoke very nicely and every word touched his heart, but this was the first time he felt that the woman was so hateful.

Chapter 315: Fudge is speechless

Fudge may not be good in other aspects, but he has a very keen sense of power.

He immediately realized that if Umbridge appeared in the mirror on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, there was a high probability that she would pose a threat to Fudge's position.

In the past, when the Ministry of Magic was electing its Minister, it could only publicize its image and ideas in newspapers. However, the moving pictures and passionate voices in the streaming mirror were much more appealing than the dry words in the newspapers.

In particular, no matter how close and trusting his relationship with Umbridge seemed, Fudge knew in his heart that Umbridge was a monster of power and desire, ambitious and extremely cold-blooded.

If Umbridge had the chance to kick Fudge out and take the position of minister herself, she would never hesitate.

- Umbridge must not be allowed to appear in the shot!

Fudge made his decision almost immediately.

No...it wasn't just Umbridge...

Including Scrimgeour, Crouch, Bones... anyone who would pose a threat to his position would not be allowed to be interviewed by Aslan Magic Workshop or speak in front of the camera.

The only one who could be seen by all the wizards in Britain was him, Fudge... or those young interns with no status!

When Wade asked Umbridge about her preferences again and expressed his hope that reporters could take pictures of Umbridge getting along with cats, Fudge finally couldn't help but retort.

"No, Umbridge doesn't like live cats!"

With a straight face, he said unhappily, "She thinks real cats are dirty and troublesome, so she just likes cat decorations!"

"Well……"

Wade hesitated and said, "How do you know she really doesn't like it? Maybe she just wants to consider other colleagues in the department and wants to avoid lively cats interfering with their work, so she only carries cat decorations with her?"

"I suppose Umbridge has never said publicly that she hates live cats?"

Although he didn't say it explicitly, his attitude vaguely revealed suspicion.

As a minister, are you deliberately discrediting and suppressing your subordinates? Are you obsessed with your position and therefore unwilling to let Umbridge take the lead?

For the first time, Fudge felt the difficulty in explaining himself. He was clearly telling the truth, but no one believed him at all.

In particular, the one who doubted him was Wei De, whom he treated warmly, which even made the minister feel a little aggrieved.

He said angrily: "I have worked with Umbridge for more than ten years! Don't I know her better than you? Of course I am sure she doesn't have a cat! If you have heard her plan how to treat Muggles and Squibs after drinking, you will know that she is not kind at all!"

What about "becoming the next Millicent Bagnall"!

Millicent Bagnold was Fudge's predecessor as Minister for Magic. During her tenure, the Wizarding War caused by Voldemort ended (although this was not Bagnold's credit), and she gained great reputation.

What Fudge hated most was when people compared him to Millicent Bagnold when they scolded him.

"Really……"

Wade said doubtfully, and his drawn-out tone made Minister Fudge feel suffocated again.

Kingsley looked at Vader in surprise.

If he hadn't seen Wade walk in with his own eyes, he would have almost thought that the kid had been in the room before.

Fudge might not realise it - but was Vader's suspicion of him any different than his suspicion of Sirius?

Even the reasons are so similar!

Kingsley looked at Harry, whose green eyes were wide open, and then at Lupin, who was trying not to laugh, to make sure that this was not his illusion.

But Fudge, who was a bit single-minded, did not realize this. He said in a stereotyped official tone:

"Whether the Ministry of Magic should arrange for Deputy Minister Umbridge to carry out publicity needs further study—"

"Well... in order to avoid leaking secrets... causing controversy or... affecting the image of the Ministry of Magic in the eyes of the public, such matters need to be carefully discussed within the Ministry. You can't just interview anyone you want..."

"Even though I am Minister for Magic, I can only decide my own schedule..."

Fudge said this in a stiff tone, emphasizing the word "Deputy Minister", implying that Wade could interview him as the Minister.

But the boy in front of him was too young. He didn't seem to understand Fudge's subtext at all, and he had no intention of pleasing the minister. He just nodded disappointedly and said:

"Oh... okay... then we'll make arrangements when Ms. Umbridge is available for an interview..."

"Very good...very good...I hope that day will come..."

Fudge gritted his teeth and turned away angrily.

——That day will never come!

- I'll make a law right after I get back! Department heads and above in the Ministry of Magic are not allowed to accept interviews from Aslan's Magic Workshop without permission! Except for the Minister!

The Aurors left again, and Kingsley Shacklebolt stayed behind. He looked at Lupin and said:

"Although I am roughly certain, I still want to ask - is Sirius Black related to the Witch Party or Gellert Grindelwald?"

Lupin gave a deliberately puzzled expression and said, "Why would you think so? Of course they have no relationship."

Kingsley nodded and smiled at Wade and Harry again:

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Grey, may happiness and joy always be with you."

"Uh...thank you?"

Harry said uncertainly in his kind but slightly scary smile.

Kingsley smiled with seeming satisfaction, opened the door and left as well.

Harry had no good feelings towards anyone who wanted to send Sirius to prison. After Kingsley left, he thought for a moment and asked, "Remus, is he threatening us?"

Lupin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I think he is very sincere. Wade, if you really want to cooperate with Ms. Umbridge, it is better to find her in person. Minister Fudge may become an obstacle."

"Yes, she is obviously his subordinate, but he always speaks ill of her - it is really not easy for Ms. Umbridge."

Harry sighed and felt very sympathetic towards the outstanding lady who was slandered by her boss.

Vader slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at the two in shock.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Lupin asked in confusion, and after thinking back, he felt that he could indeed sense Fudge's disgust towards Umbridge.

"Don't ask me to explain."

Wade fell onto the sofa, raised his hand to call for a glass of water, drank it all, and then sighed and said, "I just said everything I wanted to say for the whole day."

There was another knock on the door, and then a tall and thin figure pushed the door open.

"It seems that I am already late—"

Dumbledore looked at the expressions of the few people and said with a smile: "-but the result seems to be not bad?"

Chapter 316: Wade: Drunk, Drunk

The current headmaster of Hogwarts has silver-white hair and beard that reach down to his waist, and a pair of half-moon glasses perched on his hooked nose.

He had obviously come in a hurry, and was wearing the purple robes of Wizengamot members with a silver "W" embroidered on the chest, and a black smock on the outside, looking mysterious and fashionable.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Harry was taking a small cake from the refrigerator to fill his stomach. Seeing this, he swallowed the cake in a hurry and almost choked himself.

"Thankfully, Vader came up with a plan, and the Ministry of Magic gave up on capturing Sirius. Fudge and his men left a few minutes ago."

Lupin said, using "spring water" to get Harry a glass of water, then invited the headmaster to sit down and asked:

"Would you like a glass of mead, sir?"

"Oh, was it mead from the Three Broomsticks?" asked Dumbledore.

"of course."

"Then be sure to pour me a glass."

Dumbledore sat on the sofa and said with a regretful tone:

"That's a bit unfortunate. I thought I could catch up with Fudge! So...what clever method did you use to convince him? As far as I know, Fudge is not a person who will give up his goals easily."

"Well... this..."

Wade touched his nose and briefly recounted the previous process.

Lupin poured the mead into several transparent glasses. The honey-yellow liquid exuded a sweet aroma and a faint smell of alcohol.

He waved his wand and the cups automatically floated to each person.

"Me too?" Harry asked in surprise.

"This mead has a very low alcohol content, almost like a drink. You can have a drink too," said Lupin.

Harry lowered his head and took a small sip. He found it to be just like the drink, sweet and sour, with the unique aroma of honey, and very delicious.

While listening to several people talking, he drank a glass of mead in small sips.

Wade was already talking about being thirsty, and now he was holding a drink of mead in his hand, taking a sip after every few words. By the time he talked about the second departure of Fudge and the other men, and the final blessing from the black-skinned Auror, the glass in his hand was empty.

Seeing this, Lupin felt amused at the children's greed and waved his wand to help them fill their glasses.

After Dumbledore heard what Wade said, the corners of his mouth rose and a smile filled his blue eyes.

"Very clever way to help keep Sirius out of jail without causing any conflict - you never cease to amaze me, Vader."

"Yeah, I was ready to chant the spell... I didn't expect that just one sentence could actually make Fudge leave."

Lupin said, also somewhat surprised.

"...I thought you might not be happy, Professor Dumbledore." Wade hesitated and said honestly.

"Oh? Why?" asked Dumbledore.