Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Tiberus Ogden is a veteran member of the Wizengamot and an old wizard whose years of service are as long as Gsselda's (in some unofficial works, he is set as the warden of Nurmengard).

Griselda Marchbank and Tiberius Ogden were two of Dumbledore's few old friends in the Ministry of Magic.

"Tiberus, if you want this chief wizard."

Before Dumbledore could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tiberius with a wave of his hand.

"Albus, stop saying such things. You are the only one who can be the chief wizard of the Wizengamot."

"You don't know that the members of the Wizengamot have changed a lot over the years, and many of the wizards who came up have no skills."

"That Fudge guy made this place a mess."

The first thing the old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years did when they met again was to complain, and their disdain for Fudge was fully concealed between the lines.

Only people with seniority like them can say this. Even the Minister of Magic can't do anything to them and can only ignore them.

By the way, Fudge, the Minister of Magic, is also a member of the Wizengamot.

Although the Wizengamot was established within the Ministry of Magic, it should actually be an independent organization outside of the Ministry of Magic.

The Chief Wizard should be equal to the Minister of Magic.

In recent years, due to Dumbledore's completely laissez-faire attitude, the Wizengamot has been infiltrated by the Ministry of Magic, and many wizards from factions of the Ministry have been replaced. The value of the Chief Wizard is no longer as high as before, and power has almost been lost.

But Dumbledore didn't care, he had promised to stay away from the center of power.

"Tiberus, we can talk later if you have anything to say." Gesilda said with a straight face, "Don't waste time and make others wait too long."

As soon as Gesilda opened her mouth, Tiberus shut up decisively, like a young wife who had lived for hundreds of years.

Dudley followed the others to an auditorium where many people, big and small, were sitting. Without exception, all of them were wearing the iconic uniforms of the Wizengamot.

In the entire hall, only Dudley and Dumbledore's outfits looked slightly different.

Dumbledore said it didn't matter and took Dudley to the stage. As long as he wasn't embarrassed, it would be others who were embarrassed.

After Dudley and Dumbledore came in, the investiture ceremony officially began.

The Restoration Charm is a greater invention than the Wolfsbane Potion.

Wolfsbane potion can keep werewolves sane on full moon nights, thus weakening their threat. The advent of the Humanoid Charm can completely eliminate the crisis of werewolves. Damocles Belby, the inventor of Wolfsbane potion, was awarded the Order of Merlin, first class, so it goes without saying that Dudley, who created the Humanoid Charm, was awarded the Order of Merlin, first class.

Even though this is the result of research by two wizards, Hammer and Dudley.

In the presence of twenty Wizengamot members, Dudley and Highmore were each awarded an Order of Merlin, First Class (since Highmore had passed away, the other Order of Merlin was also received by Dudley).

The whole process was very smooth.

To put it bluntly, it is a process of passing on medals.

After the medals were awarded, no wizard left the venue. They were all waiting quietly.

Witness the youngest Wizengamot member ever.

Chapter 236 Knocking on the Familiar Door

Including the chief wizard, there are exactly fifty members of the Wizengamot. If new members want to join, they must wait for someone to step down.

Dudley was lucky. After Dumbledore nominated him, it so happened that a member of the Wizengamot was found to have committed serious corruption and was removed from his position as a member of the Wizengamot. So Dudley luckily became a substitute.

After a series of tedious reviews, it was finally approved together with the review of the Order of Merlin, First Class.

Dumbledore briefly introduced Dudley's deeds, then cleared his throat and made the official announcement.

"Now, I, the Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, hereby announce that Mr. Dudley Dursley has officially become a member of the Wizengamot."

This is the only power Dumbledore still retains as the Chief Wizard.

Judge or declare

Someday soon, perhaps this time next year, even that little power will be stolen by the Ministry.

The title of Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot would become completely meaningless, and there would be no difference between him and an ordinary Wizengamot member.

No one wants an organization to restrict them.

It just so happens that Dumbledore has completely delegated his power. Isn't this a great opportunity given by God to seize power?

Fudge's good-for-nothingness doesn't mean he's stupid. No one would waste such a good opportunity. If it were someone else, the Wizengamot would have become a vassal of the Ministry of Magic years ago.

There can only be one voice in the wizarding world, and only one voice is allowed.

Following Dumbledore's announcement, thunderous applause broke out from the audience. It was unclear whether they were celebrating Dudley's joining or something else.

The special waiter brought his purple robe, and Dudley gladly accepted it.

The whole process went very smoothly, and it was not like what is described in many novels - with plots like people seeking death, getting slapped in the face, and the older ones coming after the younger ones are beaten.

Even though Dumbledore's era has passed due to his indifference to worldly affairs, his influence is still there and no wizard would ignore him in person.

Unless someone from the top of the Ministry of Magic steps forward.

"How does it feel to be awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class? There are only a few people in Europe who have this honor."

Dumbledore asked Dudley afterwards.

"If I cared about this kind of thing I wouldn't have mentioned the name of the wizard Highmore, Professor Dumbledore."

Dudley was playing with the First Class Order of Merlin. It was gold in color with a big '1' written in red in the center. To be honest, the material of the Order of Merlin was quite ordinary. It looked golden on the surface, but in fact it was just brass plated with a layer of gold.

The Order of Merlin is just a means to comfort the deceased Highmore and spread the curse.

Werewolves are loyal allies of the Death Eaters and one of the most troublesome problems for the Ministry of Magic.

Will the Aurors who have obtained the Humanoid Charm take action against the werewolves?

The answer is yes.

Letting the Ministry of Magic and the werewolves fight each other to consume their strength is the best and most optimal option at the moment. It can also help win over some wizards who have involuntarily turned into werewolves. With the human-restoring spell, they can also live a normal life.

"How does it feel different to join the Wizengamot?" Dumbledore asked again.

The Wizengamot is a combination of the Wizarding Court and the Parliament. It has considerable power but a high degree of freedom. Except for major matters, every Wizengamot member is qualified to be the presiding judge, and they are also judges even in the trials of major matters.

Dudley spread his hands. "No different than before, Professor."

Being just a member was just Dudley's first step.

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction.

He is neither arrogant nor impatient, and is not dazzled by the so-called honor. He is not much inferior to himself when he just graduated.

very perfect.

Dumbledore actually knew some of Dudley's little tricks, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it because he and that person had done the same before.

Just don't go astray like Tom.

"Professor, how's the case with Mr. Mouse and Black going?"

Dudley asked Dumbledore as they made their way out of the Great Hall.

"The case of Peter and Sirius is of great importance, and it involves the previous Minister of Magic. The result cannot be easily announced, and it will take several trials to reach a verdict."

In fact, the so-called serious matter is just a word from Fudge. Sirius's case is currently taken over by the Ministry of Magic. Only by dragging out Sirius's case long enough can the name of "wise and powerful Minister Fudge" become a household name.

Otherwise it would just be a piece of news, an item in the Daily Prophet, and it would be forgotten by wizards in no time.

After all, there really isn't much to brag about during Fudge's tenure, and it would be more in Fudge's interest to seize on this point and brag about it to the end.

"What? You want the results sooner?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"No, I hope he stays locked up a little longer."

By the way, those were all Dudley's reminders to Fudge. Don't expect Fudge to come up with all these twists and turns with his brain. Not only him, but also the group of Ministry of Magic officials around him are the same.

Dudley's purpose was actually to lock Sirius up for a longer period of time.

This guy is so annoying.

It would be best if I didn't see him until the end of this semester.

When Dumbledore was about to say something to Dudley, he was stopped by Griselda Marchbank, Tiberius Ogden, and several other wizards who looked older.

"Dumbledore, you finally came here, why don't you come to see us old friends?"

Dumbledore had a headache. He knew this would be the case when he came here, but he couldn't completely ignore his friends.

He could only look at Dudley helplessly, planning to use sending him back to Hogwarts as an excuse.

Before Dumbledore could speak, Dudley spoke decisively, "Professor, I don't think I'm a kid who can't even find the way home. And you don't have to worry, I have a few friends in the Ministry of Magic."

This directly blocked Dumbledore's words.

Slightly helpless, he said: "Yes, Fox is very close to you."

When he left, the old wizards surrounded Dumbledore from several positions in front, behind, left and right, as if they were afraid that he would suddenly escape.

Watching Dumbledore leave, Dudley shook his head slightly and did not go to look for any friends in the Ministry of Magic as he said. Currently, his seniors had just entered the Ministry of Magic and the time was far from ripe.

He left the Ministry of Magic

In a hidden corner, he transformed himself into another image, then made a phone call and called a car.

It's still the familiar suitcase, the familiar street, and the familiar alley.

The trading place where he came when he changed his name to Gargamel.

Putting on the familiar brown top hat, Dudley opened the car door and walked to the end of the alley with his suitcase.

Knocked on that familiar door.

Chapter 237 Ignite the Light of Hope in the Hearts of the Squibs

There was still a small window open in the middle of the door, and a pair of eyes were still revealed.

Still the same as a few years ago.

"magic"

Following Dudley's command, the door opened again.

What greeted me was still that familiar unpleasant smell, which was quite different from the stench of the giant monster.

When the servants inside the door saw Dudley's familiar attire, they were stunned and immediately shouted excitedly, calling out to their companions inside.

Soon, the Squib who was the original transaction partner ran out of the room in a hurry and took the initiative to greet Dudley.

"Dear Mr. Gargamel, you haven't been here for a long time."

The tone is humble and the attitude is respectful.

"Is there something wrong with the magic materials?"

After entering Hogwarts, Dudley's demand for potion materials decreased significantly, so the number of transactions with this group of Squibs also decreased a lot.

After all, Dudley can get most things by himself, so there is no need to resell them. Dudley has money, but it doesn't come from the wind.

But this also deprived the Squibs of a valuable source of income.

It is not easy for the duds to make money, and their means of making money are even more limited.

To date, Dudley hasn't contacted them for almost half a year.

Dudley didn't answer him in a hurry. Instead, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the polluted air around him suddenly cleared up.

Weiwei's slightly exposed hand immediately shocked the group of duds.

Casting spells without a wand is something only a very small number of powerful wizards can do.

It turns out that Gargamel is a wizard with great magical powers.

“There are no issues with the materials.”

Hearing Dudley's words, the Squibs around him visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

A powerful wizard is not someone a bunch of Squibs like them can afford to offend.

If they were dark wizards, they could kill them all with just one spell without any pressure.