Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.

Facing Draco's rhetorical question, the other party was momentarily at a loss for words.

The power-increasing spell is the unpopular among the unpopular, and almost no wizard would deliberately learn it, at least not the Aurors present.

Who would have thought that being a wizard requires strength?

Draco shrugged, since you don't know how to do it, then fuck it.

"How did Mr. Dursley usually come in? Also through the first door?"

Fudge walked to the gate, looked at it carefully and asked.

Well, he doesn't recognize any of the symbols above.

"Of course not." Draco said sure enough.

Hearing his words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Dursley should use his unique magic to come in.

"Brother D usually pushes open the third door directly."

"He opened the first and second gates to take care of me and Harry, otherwise these two gates should be closed."

"???"

Push open the third door?According to the former door is twice as large as the latter one.

The first gate is 500KG, then the second gate is 1 ton, and the third gate is 2 tons.

Fudge and his party couldn't understand, and were greatly shocked.

what monster is this?

Giant reincarnated?

They didn't realize that what Draco said was that he would push away directly, not just push away.

At this time, a Cornish elf flew over in the distance, stopped in front of Fudge and the others, and bowed to them very gentlemanly.

The image of the neatly dressed suit and polite appearance is quite different from the Cornish elf in memory.

It was the first time for Fudge and the others to see a Cornish elf as a receptionist. Even with magic, they still found it incredible that they could tame such a troublemaker?

Neatness, politeness and quietness are words you would never expect from a Cornish elf.

The Cornwall elf muttered a few words to Fudge and the others.

"What is it talking about?" an Auror asked curiously.

Draco answered his question: "Let's follow it, that's the squire here."

After hearing Draco's words, Fudge and his party hurriedly followed the pace of the Cornish elves and walked towards the location of the old castle.

Passing by the garden outside the castle on the way, Fudge looked at the plants planted in the garden for a while.

Pumpkin patch, wild vegetable patch, and kale patch.

"The vegetable garden?"

"Mr. Dursley grows his own food?"

'Uneducated, horrible'

Draco couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

Highly destructive magic pumpkins, extremely aggressive poisonous tentacles, and terrifying biting cabbages. All kinds of rare magic plants, in a sense, this is indeed a 'vegetable garden', but this 'vegetable garden' Son' is dangerous.

Although Fudge and his party are all adult wizards, their knowledge reserves are not as good as Neville's.

Not only did they not recognize those magic pumpkins and poisonous tentacles, they didn't even recognize the famous biting cabbage.

I thought it was just an ordinary vegetable grown by Dudley.

Not only Fudge, but also the Ministry of Magic staff and Aurors who followed him.

In fact, this phenomenon is quite normal, not everyone is a master.

Most of the students return the knowledge they have learned to their teachers after graduation.

Like many ordinary people, high school was the pinnacle of their knowledge base, and college forgot all of it.

Aurors are wizards too, and wizards are people too.

If you don’t believe me, just recall chemical equations, mathematical formulas, and the periodic table of elements, as well as ancient poems, and see how much you can remember.

The Cornwall elf led Fudge and others all the way into the castle and came to the reception room.

Dudley, Hermione, Neville, and Harry Potter, who made Fudge 'think about' and 'dream' are all here.

At this time, they are enjoying an exquisite breakfast.

Pancake fried dough sticks, noodles with fried sauce, rice rolls, and hot, fragrant big meat buns.

Chapter 189 187 Fudge: The Ministry of Magic must know about Harry Potter

"I woke up early this morning and heard magpies calling on the branches. I was still guessing what the happy event was. It turned out to be a distinguished guest."

Dudley swallowed a mouthful of fried dough sticks slowly, took another mouthful of soy milk, and said to Fudge with a smile.

The fritters are still delicious with soy milk.

"What do you mean?"

Fudge didn't understand Dudley's allegorical flattery at all.

He didn't even understand the culture of wizards in England, and he couldn't even recognize magical plants, let alone the 'metaphors' of florists.

'Uneducated, horrible'

Dudley also murmured to himself, but said, "I mean Mr. Fudge, nice to meet you."

Fudge understood such simple and straightforward words.

"Me too, Mr. Dursley."

Fudge laughed, and the wrinkled skin on his face immediately piled up and trembled.

"Let's eat together, I think you haven't eaten yet."

"That's so embarrassing." Fudge said, and picked up a fried dough stick.

Although he ate some oatmeal in the morning, it wasn't very filling. Seeing how delicious Dudley's food was, he just happened to be hungry again.

The main reason is that after seeing Harry Potter, my hanging heart was relieved and my appetite was whetted.

It is true that Chinese food is extensive and profound, but not everyone likes it, after all, the taste is different.Even in the land of China, there are people who will quarrel over eating sweet zongzi, salty zongzi, sweet tofu nao, salty tofu nao or spicy tofu nao, let alone other places.

Don't look at Hermione's delicious food, it's because they have followed Dudley since childhood, and their eating habits are similar.

Fu Ji only took two mouthfuls of fried dough sticks before putting it down. After looking around, he didn't seem to like other foods too much, but he was very interested in rice rolls.

He sprinkled a lot of sugar on the rice rolls, and then added a lot of jam and honey.

Dudley's eyelids twitched as he watched.

Don't feel too flustered.

The few Aurors and Ministry of Magic staff just stood silently behind Fudge and watched, swallowing their saliva, after all, Dudley didn't entertain them.

There is only so much food, and it is really not enough for them to eat together.

Well, mainly because Dudley didn't have enough food.

Soon a few people finished their breakfast, and the Cornish elves removed the plates, and then served a cup of tea for everyone to relieve their boredom.

This time the Aurors also have them.

He didn't eat anything at first, but he watched Dudley and the others eat for a long time, and drank a cup of green tea to scrape off the oil, making him even hungrier.

"I don't know what's urgent for Mr. Fudge to come to me early in the morning?" Dudley asked.

His question made Fudge feel a little unnatural. He thought Dudley was taking Harry to a friend's house for a while, but he didn't expect Dursley to buy such a big house in silence.

Is Dursley so rich?

"Mr. Dursley, I'm here to see Harry."

Fudge said honestly, and then looked at Harry: "We went to old Mr. Dursley's, only to find that you...were not there. You know, you made us panic. But thank God, it's good to see that you are all right."

With deep concern in his tone, Fudge smiled at Harry from the edge of his teacup. The smile was very kind and kind, like an uncle looking at his beloved nephew.

"Me?" Harry pointed to himself, to make sure that the other party had picked the right person.

He thought Fudge was looking for Dudley, but he didn't expect it was him.

But why does he, a Minister of Magic, care so much about what he does?

Dudley said, "If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal." '

So Harry looked at Dudley.

I don’t know, ask Brother D, there is nothing that Brother D doesn’t know, it has always been like this from before to now.

"It must be because of Sirius' escape from prison."

Dudley was telling Harry as much as he was talking to Fudge.

Hearing the words Sirius, the expression on Fudge's face changed obviously, and the wrinkles trembled a few more times.

"Sirius? Who?" Harry didn't know why.

"A felon in Azkaban."

Hermione answered Harry's question. Unlike Harry, she didn't care about the news of the wizarding world at all. Like Dudley, she would spend a certain amount of time every day reading recent major events.

"So this prisoner named Sirius is related to Harry? Will he come to revenge Harry?"

Hermione easily analyzed that the other party would come to Harry.

"That's a very dangerous prisoner."

Fudge didn't want to answer these questions, and interrupted Hermione's analysis abruptly. He didn't want Harry to know the relationship between Sirius and their family at all.

"Evil, brutal, bloodthirsty, crazy...and murderous."

Fudge kept saying bad things about Sirius, describing him as a neurotic murderer.

If he could, he even wanted to lock Harry Potter up, so as to ensure his safety. At least during his time as the Minister of Magic, nothing happened to Harry Potter.

"There are two weeks left before Hogwarts starts, I think I should take Harry away, and the Ministry of Magic will arrange personnel to protect him and go to a safe place."

Fudge stated his purpose.

He's taking Harry away.

"Mr Fudge, I think Harry is safe now."

How could Dudley let him get what he wanted?

Fudge said without thinking, "But it's Sirius after all, a heinous criminal. Mr. Dursley, I think it's safer for Harry to stay in the Leaky Cauldron."

When it comes to Harry and Fudge's hat, don't say you are Dudley, you are Dumbledore, and Fudge dares to hate you.

Even in Fudge's view, Dudley has a bright future, but that is the future, and they can make friends, but Fudge will not give in under such a situation that concerns his 'black hat'.

After trying the taste of power, Fudge has become deeply obsessed with this feeling.

Any factor that might make him lose the position of Minister of Magic will be regarded as an enemy by him.

Otherwise, why do you think he brought several Aurors with him?

Partying?

It's just when necessary.

Dudley was a little impatient: "I told you, it's safe here, Mr. Fudge."

The Leaky Cauldron?You told me the Leaky Cauldron was safe?Hogwarts Dudley didn't feel safe.

"The Ministry of Magic must know the whereabouts of Harry Potter!" Fudge's attitude was extremely tough, changing from his previous kindness.

Not being able to see himself clearly, not having self-knowledge, and being irritable are all characteristics of Fudge.

To put it bluntly, the Ministry of Magic must know Harry Potter's whereabouts. To put it bluntly, it is surveillance or house arrest in disguise.