Chapter 129 Crisis

Cornelius Fudge took a look around first, and regretfully noticed that everyone was just whispering, not even daring to give advice to Dumbledore. He couldn't help gritting his teeth, but he could only face him with a smile.

"I remember that you should have more important responsibilities today."

Dumbledore calmly walked into the center without going to the auditorium. He directly transformed into a high chair and sat opposite Mu Yu. No matter how fancy she was in the book, Rita Skeeter felt so guilty when facing the real protagonist that she almost subconsciously gave in.

Only Mu Yu nodded to him as if nothing was wrong: "Professor."

What a pity. If Dumbledore was a second late, the situation would most likely no longer be under the control of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot, and someone would take his place. She screamed something...

He was a pin firmly planted in British wizarding circles, even if it was slightly loose, it was far from falling.

"The school board of directors has chosen an extremely interesting day to hold a meeting. I don't know what the lucky number is for today's date. So I suggested that the directors complete the charter as quickly as possible. Anyway, they won't be able to achieve any results from the discussion in the short term. After all, grand events are rare." He stared at Mu Yu the whole time, not even looking at Fudge. The gentler he was, the more Fudge looked like a jumping grasshopper. "I am a rigid old madman, a protector of Muggles, and a potential potential in the wizarding world. Sinners have to join in the fun."

He said the label that many people secretly attached to him in a joking tone, which made some people blush.

Fudge's face turned red and blue. He had already thought about how to respond to Dumbledore's questions or complaints. He never thought that Dumbledore looked at him any differently than he looked at a brick on the floor of the Ministry of Magic.

"There will be results soon. You don't have to come to join in the fun," he forced himself to find a sense of presence and was extremely sarcastic, "but you are very self-aware."

Mu Yu looked at the golden light in the center of the hall intently. fountain statue. She didn't want to get involved, not only because her current status made it inconvenient to intervene, but also because she really didn't want to see Fudge's face.

She was afraid that if she saw it she would no longer be able to tolerate Connelly's stupidity. It is indeed time to show him your cards, otherwise this knife will soon fall into the hands of others again.

Fudge failed to gain the presence he expected. No one wanted to talk, even the most radical anti-Dumbledore groups wisely chose to remain silent at this time.

No one wanted to judge Dumbledore in front of everyone at this time.

As if he didn't notice the strange atmosphere, Mu Yu looked away from the magic fountain in the middle and responded to Dumbledore with a smile: "Your ideas are naturally precious, sir, I have always respected you," from the beginning to the end. It was just a brief confrontation between them. She sighed, "But I thought you would understand me to a certain extent. I have never had such a noble consciousness as you."

She seemed to say nothing and then said everything. But it is no longer appropriate to delve any further now.

Although she missed the opportunity, she was not the one who was truly embarrassed.

Cornelius Fudge almost wanted to regain his sense of presence, but was choked back many times. The two of them were talking to themselves there, thinking that he, the Minister of Magic, was like air. However, looking around, no one pointed out that there was anything wrong with these two people.

He had to swallow this breath on his own. After finally finding a gap, she was about to interject to prove the authority of the Minister of Magic, but Mu Yu didn't even give him this chance: "I have finished what I want to say. I am very grateful to the Minister and everyone for their generosity."

She stood up and stood up . Thank you unanimously, her posture is graceful, and she is so soft and weak that it is difficult for people to get angry with her. She always gave people the impression of being gentle and harmless, especially when Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic unexpectedly, which made her feel aggrieved and helpless. So when she turned towards the exit, no one stopped her.

Rita Skeeter got the news she wanted and was already anticipating the fame she would gain after today. The people headed by Cornelius Fudge barely achieved their goal and had no intention of getting entangled with the same student.

Even Dumbledore didn't make any unnecessary moves, let alone get angry at her words.

"Yu," he called her, still calm. Whether it was the murder in Nurmengard, yesterday's negotiation, or the accident during the hegemony competition, he seemed to be completely ignorant of everything. Mu Yu had to admit that she rarely got a glimpse of Dumbledore's true thoughts. "Will you go back to Hogwarts?"

She would not think this was a simple question, and Dumbledore would not make an unreasonable question. She stopped and thought for a long time before replying: "Of course, sir. It will always be my school."

Since he already knew her coveting of Hogwarts, there was no point in being secretive about it.

She never looked back from the beginning to the end, so she missed the endless compassion in Dumbledore's eyes.

It didn't feel like pity for a girl who had gone astray, but more like the executioner's last mercy on the death row prisoner.

Dumbledore stopped talking to her and faced the crowd who had not yet calmed down. Only then did he have time to look at Connelly.

"Not only did the school board choose to hold the meeting today, but the Ministry of Magic also conducted several searches, both large and small." He spoke softly, not too angry. Even though he was still on the losing side, Fudge still seemed like It's as uncomfortable as having someone choke your neck.

"Normal procedure... Dumbledore, as the Minister of Magic, I am warning you one last time, stop your alarmist behavior and disturb the peace of the Ministry of Magic..."

While he signaled to disperse the crowd gathered around him, he blushed anxiously and talked to Dumbledore. Dumbledore defended, but was interrupted by the latter: "Cornelly," Dumbledore always looked like this, looking like he was lecturing from above. Naturally, Fudge couldn't listen to anything, and subconsciously ignored the seriousness of his words. , do you still think you are right?"

No matter how gentle Dumbledore was to Fudge, he could not tolerate his authority being questioned. He answered particularly quickly and confidently: "I am absolutely not wrong!"

Dumbledore shrugged, as if He had expected his attitude: "Unfortunately, the most exciting part of today has already passed by the time I arrived." He also blew a short whistle, which was not at all as embarrassing as Fudge imagined.

Somehow Fudge always felt a little hairy.

It seemed that Dumbledore didn't care about him as a minister at all and could replace him at any time...

Thinking of this, he became furious and grabbed his sleeves tightly. This was his position and no one could shake him.

Dumbledore briefly glanced at the officials from the Ministry of Magic who were pushing and shoving, and waved with great grace: "The school cannot be without a headmaster, you know, Connelly." Before leaving, he did not forget to tease Fudge, "See you next time." If you encounter this kind of thing, you have to send me an invitation letter, which will be sent directly to the Hogwarts Headmaster's Office by owl. By the way, I like the purple lace envelope. "

The Ministry of Magic's restrictions are meaningless to him, his. The Apparition was as silent as ever, just like no one knew how Dumbledore got rid of the entanglement of the School Board and the Ministry of Magic and appeared directly in the hall.

A Ministry of Magic official bravely said: "I know you don't like him, Mr. Minister, and he is indeed criticized now, but you have to admit that he is very elegant."

Fudge was like a leaking tire at this time. Balloons and a bunch of air were scattered to nowhere. Only when no familiar person could be seen did he get angry: "Where is Albert Greengrass? Is he also going to join the Order of the Phoenix?" I

was thinking about him. Albert Greengrass was standing at the reception entrance of the Ministry of Magic, blocking Mu Yu's way. At this point, he didn't even want to make excuses: "I think our deal is over."

Mu Yu wanted to go around him, but Greengrass blocked him as if he was determined to get the answer. .

She didn't leave, nor was she in a hurry to respond to him. Instead, she looked at him from top to bottom very patiently. Perhaps the flattery was too tiring. Albert Greengrass's eye sockets were sunken, his face had a few more wrinkles, and he looked much more haggard than before.

Albert has stepped on too many boats, and she is waiting for the day when he capsizes. However, something was not right today. Albert was not an impulsive person, and he knew that asking her for answers would not lead to any results.

But the matter involved Astoria and Daphne, so it was normal for him to panic under great pressure...

"Of course it's over. You've been doing a great job," she didn't hesitate for too long, still talking to Albert with a bunch of nonsense, "But I don't have the ability to reverse the contract. You signed it yourself. And my part has been completed..."

The other half of the contract is entirely the responsibility of Albert Greengrass, who must do his best to ensure her safety in France.

A thread of thought seemed to flash through his mind quickly, and when Mu Yu was about to catch it, it slipped away in the blink of an eye.

Albert Greengrass's reaction was not surprising. He gritted his teeth and seemed to want to point the wand at her several times: "Very good, you are fine."

The weird feeling became even more intense.

Albert didn't look like he was truly angry, but more like he was pretending to be annoyed.

However, it was inappropriate to stand at the entrance to the Ministry of Magic's reception and think.

She slowly and skillfully turned into an alley. The sky that was cloudless in the morning was soon shrouded in clouds. The alley faced the wind, and the wind that poured into the alley blew out the newspapers from the garbage pile.

She grabbed one. The newspaper still smelled of ink. The still black and white photo showed that this was just an ordinary newspaper in the secular world.

The bold title is extremely eye-catching in the dark and turbid alley, reflecting a slight light.

"Congress plans to submit amendments. The proposal is unbelievable."

Simply waiting for people here, she took the newspaper and scanned it line by line. Ivan has been running around non-stop since he took office, so he never forgets to send her news every week as usual.

She read very quickly, and in less than two minutes she finished reading at least a full page of news. There is not much difference between the news on the surface and what Ivan spread.

Not much progress. Slogans are still slogans, rumors are still rumors, and they cannot shake the fundamentals.

She threw the newspaper away. You have to wait, wait for a mature opportunity, wait until Shen Xu can't withstand the pressure and has to disclose it in advance...

A roar interrupted his thoughts, followed by an arrogant taunt: "You are so lowly that you always like to touch things that have been touched by Muggles. "

This sounds like Bellatrix. She won't doubt that this person is fake. After all, it takes some acting skills to imitate such an accent.

No, nothing is right.

The empty alley echoed with harsh laughter, which stung Mu Yu's temples and made his heart beat faster. Today no one should know her whereabouts after leaving the Ministry of Magic, let alone who she met after that. She was always careful in this regard.

It was this kind of caution that allowed her to make the best decision in more than ten years. She didn't talk too much and quickly observed the terrain. This alley also extended a narrower road, which was more like a stinking ditch than a road. She made a decisive decision and pushed Bellatrix who had just appeared next to her. Before the latter could react, they both fell in and rolled several times in a pile of filth.

She didn't even try to Apparate, and what happened next made her extremely glad that she didn't try to Apparate, and even more glad that she insisted on letting Bellatrix go with her to visit Fudge.

Almost the moment they fell, there was a loud explosion in the alley, and a billowing heat wave mixed with something more terrifying hit them from behind.

A stream of red and black lava flows along the ditch. The alley where she was just now was almost turned into powder in the firelight.

That was no ordinary weapon at all. If she was still in that alley, no matter how powerful her tactics were, she would never survive.