Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue Chapter 1172

"From now on, we must admit that Voldemort and the Death Eaters are very likely to become the eternal shadow of the magical world."

"And if we accept this terrible reality, then we understand what we should do."

Dumbledore said, his voice gradually increased.

People can clearly feel the halo of power that surrounds him.

"First of all, the most important step is to figure out what can be on our side."

"Before Voldemort's influence is completely dissipated, find a way to unite all the forces that can be united in the world and gather a shield, then we may still be able to save the situation. Of course, we have to find a way to curb the growth of the forces of darkness."

"For example, start trying to restrain and even supervise the dementors, and get Azkaban out of the control of the dementors as soon as possible—"

"What are you talking about?!" Connelly Fudge couldn't help but cried, "Are you going to let the Ministry of Magic give up the Dementors?"

He blinked in disbelief and stared at Dumbledore in a daze, as if he couldn't fully believe what he had just heard.

"Give up the Dementor?" Fudge repeated it again, shaking his head vigorously, "This alone is impossible! As long as I raise this, I will be kicked out of the office immediately! Most of us know that there is The dementors stand guard in Azkaban and can sleep at night!"

"Obviously, no one had a solid sleep tonight... the situation is different, Connelly!"

Dumbledore said, looking at Fudge majesticly from his half-moon glasses, there was a certain force in his eyes that was difficult to look directly at.

"You should have heard it too. Voldemort has not forgotten the capable officers who were in prison."

"Those dementors can't be loyal to the Ministry, Fudge! Voldemort can provide them with much more fun than guarding prisoners! And once Voldemort takes control of Azkaban, with the support of the most dangerous and evil creatures, Then his power will soon completely surpass the past and swell to an unimaginable point. By then, almost no one can stop the dark power from sweeping the world."

"As for whether you will be kicked out of the office? You have no time to think about this now. You set a fire dragon tonight and burned Voldemort, right? If I were you, my first consideration now is how to weaken the forces of darkness, not How to make yourself more likely to sacrifice during your tenure."

Fudge's mouth opened and closed, and there seemed to be no words to express his anger and fear.

"The fairy joining the Ministry of Magic is a good start, but it's not enough—"

Dumbledore further said, "In addition to the fairies, we must immediately send people to deliver letters to the giants, and face the werewolf problem-especially the werewolves in this area must start to solve immediately, they have been in the gray area of the magic world for too long too long. , It's time for them to return to a normal society. While it's not too late, extend the hand of friendship to them, or Voldemort will draw them over."

"You--you must be joking! Dumbledore, I can't do this! This is ridiculous!"

Connelly Fudge was breathless in surprise, and while shaking his head, he subconsciously stepped back from Dumbledore's side.

"People's hatred and fear of werewolves and giants is not much less than that of dark wizards, Dumbledore, if the magic world knows that the Ministry of Magic intends to add giants and werewolves to civilized society, everything is over-they may even choose Turn the wand to point us!"

"Perhaps, but if you plan to fight against all powers other than wizards, then we must be over too."

Dumbledore said coldly. He looked around, his eyes swept over Scrimgeour and others.

"I think you should have realized today that those dark wizards have accumulated a tremendous amount of power in the dormancy of the past ten years!"

"This kind of power is so powerful that it can even raid most of the European magical governments overnight! Without those two fire dragons from the Gringotts goblins, how many people do you think will die tonight because of your arrogance? ?Now is not the time to consider official positions!"

"I'll tell you now-as long as you follow my advice and take some measures, before the panic and resentment have spread in time, tell everyone in the magic world that the Ministry of Magic still has extremely powerful strength to maintain order, then the wizarding world and even The entire magical world will remember you forever, even if you will be questioned for tonight, but at least you will not become a sinner in the magical world and be nailed by history to shame forever!"

"Crazy..." Fudge whispered, his lips trembling, and a stubborn, stubborn and flustered look appeared on his face.

"Yes, it's crazy, but this is the only opportunity for the magic world right now, isn't it?"

Dumbledore did not continue to refute, but sat back in his chair again, seemingly tired.

There was a moment of silence.

In fact, ten minutes ago, the senior officials of the Ministry of Magic who were present had simply held a meeting.

Everyone thought that they had thought about the situation bad enough, but after Dumbledore's analysis and suggestions, they found that the future might be more severe than they thought. Even Cornelius Fudge couldn't help thinking about it. Imagine the scene after the worst happens.

Giants are rampant in the city, dementors are wandering around Diagon Alley, and werewolves are lurking in the dark waiting for their prey...

Even more frightening is that there are still dark wizards...

For no reason, a flat snake face with shiny red eyes suddenly surged from his memory.

Cornelius Fudge couldn't help but shudder, his fat face seemed to relax suddenly, and Voldemort's bitter, cold eyes before he left seemed like a cold dagger, piercing his tight face. , And released all the air inside in less than a few seconds.

He stared at Dumbledore not far away, and after a while, he seemed to cheer up again and said:

"So, there are... and information on wizards across the UK... what should we do..."

"Of course it is to tell the magic world truthfully that people have the right to know this."

Dumbledore said calmly, looked at Fudge, who was wide-eyed, and continued to add calmly.

"but……"

"It's not now, the loss statistics of the Ministry of Magic have not been completely over. The first task now is to tell everyone that the mysterious man has returned, and the Ministry of Magic's next response methods and alliance plans. As for the theft of personal information of wizards, you can wait until' After the statistic is over, it will be released in the second batch of announcements-together with specific solutions."

"Actually, I have a vague idea..."

"Vague thoughts?" Emilia Burns asked curiously~www.mtlnovel.com~Well, for example..."

Dumbledore's eyes were in a trance for a few seconds, and he recalled the scene that the little mixed-blood Veeva had portrayed aboard the Huberian.

"For example, a magic city that belongs to wizards... But there are too many things involved, we'd better discuss it separately later."

It belongs to the wizard...Magic City?

Everyone in the Ministry was stunned, but there were too many shocking things tonight.

Compared with the immediate problems, this kind of proposal with only one idea is obviously not the focus of the moment.

"Then where is Mr. Barty Crouch? Do you have any suggestions?" Scrimgeour asked in a deep voice.

Before he knew it, the dominance of the topic fell completely into Dumbledore's hands.

"I believe Mr. Crouch will not go with Voldemort, but Barty Crouch Jr. is really strange—"

Dumbledore crossed his fingers, pondered for a moment, and his eyes wandered over Scrimgeour, Bones and others.

"I suggest to investigate the situation in secret first. It is best to arrange for a few Aurors to monitor near Mr. Crouch... If Barty Crouch Jr. is really alive, he probably won't care about the relationship between father and son, after all. It was his father who sent him to Azkaban himself."

"Anyway, we must find out as soon as possible how he came back from the dead..."

"After all, we have to at least figure it out..."

Dumbledore's half-moon glasses refracted an awe-inspiring reflection, and said softly.

"Are we facing an 'undead'?"

"Or, a group?"

Mom, mom! !

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