BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1098: That's too late
"You should trust Harry, Sirius," said Dumbledore calmly.
"Of course I believe Harry, but even... this thing is true..." Sirius took a deep breath, suppressed his irritable and complicated emotions, and asked, "Has Harry already known?"
"I\'ve already told Harry that the boy is braver than you thought," said Dumbledore with relief.
"Harry has always been brave, just like James!" muttered Sirius. "Harry\'s personality has become a lot more stable lately, but... you must have a way, right?"
"Don\'t worry about Sirius, Harry still has a very good chance of defeating Voldemort." Dumbledore comforted, "I will help Harry as much as possible, give him lessons, teach him something, but this part needs to be kept secret."
"But, I\'m Harry\'s godfather, and I can help." Sirius said excitedly, "I can\'t..."
"Some things need to be kept secret, which is very important." Dumbledore looked into Sirius\'s eyes and said seriously, "Like what I told you about the prophecy, I hope you can also keep it secret and never let Voldemort know."
"I will," Sirius assured.
"very good…"
At this moment, Dumbledore and Sirius looked sideways at the fireplace with green flames.
"Dumbledore, the Death Eaters have escaped."
Tonks came out of the fireplace and said anxiously.
"The Death Eaters escaped?"
When Sirius heard the bad news, he frowned and asked, "How is it possible, in less than an hour, the Ministry of Magic let the group of Death Eaters escape, are they all idiots?"
Tonks was a little embarrassed, because she was the Auror of the Ministry of Magic, and the group of Death Eaters who had just been caught had indeed escaped under their noses.
"Fairy Wood"
"How did the Death Eaters escape?" Dumbledore asked, which sounded unusual.
"Azkaban\'s Dementors have had a massive rebellion, and they don\'t intend to continue working for the Ministry of Magic," Tonks said angrily, "Now that the Ministry of Magic is in chaos, we can only rush to eat. The dead were put in jail, and after a while, they slipped out of the sight of the wizard guarding the prison."
"The Dementors let the Death Eaters go?" Sirius didn\'t think there was an Animagus among the Death Eaters, and there was a way to escape from prison as an animal like him.
"No, no one knows how those Death Eaters did it. The Ministry of Magic is organizing Aurors to search the whereabouts of the Death Eaters, and there is no result yet." Tonks said helplessly.
"It seems that they were already prepared."
Dumbledore vaguely guessed what method the Death Eaters had used to get away from Azkaban.
"Connelly Fudge hopes to discuss this matter with you. He is insane now, has lost his mind, and doesn\'t know what to do." Tonks explained the reason why he came to Dumbledore, because She was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, so Fudge asked her to deliver news to Dumbledore.
"Maybe, I should go to the Ministry of Magic first," said Dumbledore calmly.
However, even if Fudge now turned to him for help, Dumbledore had no good solution at the moment.
After Dumbledore used the Floo network to rush to the Ministry of Magic, Sirius also hurriedly left Hogwarts, and contacted Albert through the previous methods, hoping to get help from the other party.
Meanwhile, by the time Dumbledore arrived at the Ministry of Magic via the Floo network, the place was already in chaos.
In front of the Golden Fountain, reporters were surrounding Fudge, and they kept sending out soul torture again and again.
The leader, Rita Skeeter, was still happy to reveal Fudge\'s scar, showing the **** wound in front of everyone, making Fudge tremble with anger.
When they saw Dumbledore emerge from the flames, the reporters handed over the microphone to Dumbledore, hoping to interview the old man who was misunderstood by the entire magical world.
"Oh, sorry, I think I may have more important things to do now." Dumbledore smiled and turned the microphones over from the reporters and walked towards Fudge.
"Mr. Minister, are you finally willing to believe Dumbledore\'s words?"
Rita Skeeter asked sharply: "What made you change your mind now, is the news of the return of the mysterious man true?"
"Yes, he\'s back, You-Know-Who is back." Fudge said with a tired face under Dumbledore\'s gaze, "The situation is a mess right now, and I need to hurry now..."
"Mr. Minister, are you planning to take the blame and resign?"
"The Ministry of Magic must act quickly."
Fudge made no mention of the matter of resignation, reached out and brushed aside the annoying reporters like flies, and walked with Dumbledore towards the minister\'s office.
"There is no doubt that our Minister does not seem to realize the mistakes he has made, and he has no intention of resigning." Rita Skeeter said to her microphone, "Now everyone is worried about whether Fudge will be in the Taking on the responsibility of Minister of Magic at a critical moment, instead of denying, evading, suppressing as before. As we all know, Lucius Malfoy, one of the Death Eaters involved in tonight\'s operation, happens to be Fudge\'s good friend, we have to Suspect…"
Rita Skeeter\'s remarks managed to lead reporters astray.
She knew very well that Cornelius Fudge would not be able to continue serving as Minister of Magic anyway.
"what on earth is it?"
As soon as the door to the office was closed, Fudge asked in a panic.
Although he is reluctant to admit it, Fudge knows that now he is most likely to help him clean up the mess, and it is Dumbledore who keeps the position of Minister of Magic.
At this moment, Fudge seemed to have completely forgotten what he had done in the past year, and still brazenly asked Dumbledore for help.
In fact, in the early days of his tenure as Minister of Magic, he did it more than once, and it worked.
"There\'s no doubt that Voldemort is back and you\'ve wasted a whole year."
"You\'re accusing me..." Fudge couldn\'t help shaking when he heard the three words Voldemort, and growled in a low voice, "Can\'t you stop mentioning that name?"
Dumbledore knew very well what Fudge was looking for him to do, and said in a cold tone, "It\'s too late, as far as I know, Voldemort has already drawn werewolves and giants, and Dementors, as I expected, will eventually Take refuge in Voldemort."
Fudge\'s mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
However, Dumbledore just glanced at the panicked Fudge, and continued: "When the news of Voldemort\'s resurrection gets out, many wizards in Knockturn Alley will be willing to follow him."
"Oh my God!" Fudge couldn\'t imagine what was going to happen next.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the minister\'s office.
Scrimgeour pushed the door and walked in. He glanced at Dumbledore before saying to Fudge, "We\'ve figured out how the Death Eaters escaped, Minister."
"How did they do it?" Fudge asked hastily.
"The portkey, although the truth is startling, they did use the portkey." Scrimgeour briefly explained the latest achievements of the Aurors: "The Aurors have tracked it, but there is no doubt that they have not found it. Fleeing Death Eaters."
"Oh, so it is," said Dumbledore suddenly.
"You know what\'s going on?" Scrimgeour asked, raising his eyebrows. It was a shame to let that group of Death Eaters slip away from under his nose, and he had even forgotten that this was the first time an Auror had become the laughing stock of the wizarding world.
"Last summer, Harry slipped away from Voldemort and the Death Eaters through the portkey, and I think the Death Eaters must have prepared the portkey in advance," Dumbledore explained. To be honest, he wasn\'t at all surprised that the Death Eaters had escaped, and even if they didn\'t, Voldemort would probably have let them out.
"The Aurors are searching for their homes, but there is little hope." Scrimgeour glanced at Dumbledore and suggested: "If you want to find the hiding place of those Death Eaters, I suggest to find Albert Dumbledore. Anderson helped."
"Albert Anderson?" Fudge asked in confusion. "What do you want him to do?"
"Albert Anderson is said to be the most powerful fortune-teller in the UK, and he should be able to help us find the Death Eaters easily," Scrimgeour explained.
"I\'m afraid it will be difficult," Dumbledore said suddenly.
"What?" Scrimgeour and Fudge looked suddenly at Dumbledore.
"Mr Anderson is not at Hogwarts. No one knows where he has gone since the last time." Dumbledore reminded: "If he doesn\'t want you to find him, it will undoubtedly be harder to find him than to find Voldemort. And I don\'t think you can convince him to help you with divination, even if he is willing to help, he will come up with a price that is unacceptable to you."
"How much?" Scrimgeour asked, frowning.
"About ten thousand Galleons, maybe a little more." Dumbledore guessed,
"How much?" Fudge\'s eyes widened.
"Ten thousand Galleons," Scrimgeour reminded. "We can use it as a bounty for information. It\'s a cheap price if we can catch the group of Death Eaters who escaped from prison."
"Don\'t be stupid, a thousand Galleons are still possible, ten thousand Galleons? The Ministry of Magic simply can\'t come up with this reward." Fudge shook his head and said, "Especially with so many Death Eater bounties posted, you should It is clear that the Ministry of Magic simply cannot afford to pay that huge bounty."
Scrimgeour was suddenly silent.
"Maybe…"
"The Ministry of Magic rejected Black\'s bounty," Dumbledore interrupted, and although he knew that Fudge had used the Time-Turner to negate the bounty, Fudge had no doubt completely forgotten about it.
When Dumbledore brought this up, it was nothing more than to make them give up, and he knew very well what would happen if the Ministry of Magic tried to kidnap Anderson using "carelessness".
Don\'t look at Albert\'s good temper, but good temper doesn\'t mean he won\'t get angry.
Those who are not easy to get angry can be terrible when they are really angry, Dumbledore is so clear that sometimes the other party will not even give you any room for explanation.
The Aurors and Umbridge were just a trivial warning.
Scrimgeour left quickly after making sure he wasn\'t getting the results he wanted, and he still had a lot of work to do. After the Dementors evacuated Azkaban, the ancient wizarding prison was thrown into complete chaos. If there is no suppression, the prisoners in that place will surely escape, and the entire magical world will eventually fall into chaos.
"Why is Harry Potter here tonight." Fudge asked the doubts in his heart again. "The Hall of Prophecy is messed up. What did you do in it?"
"Oh, Voldemort asked his Death Eaters to break into the Department of Mysteries to steal a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort, the prophecy made more than ten years ago." Dumbledore didn\'t intend to hide the prophecy. matter.
It is estimated that this matter cannot be concealed, and Fudge must be given an explanation.
"What does You-Know-Who wants that ball of prophecy to do?" Fudge\'s eyes widened, unable to understand what Voldemort was doing.
"Maybe, Voldemort wants to find a way to kill Harry from the prophecy." Dumbledore said softly, "In fact, Voldemort has been planning for half a year, if you pay attention, you will find a lot of relevant omens. Demos, Arthur Weasley being bitten by a viper, Broderick Bird\'s death was not an accident, it was a premeditated murder, I think Voldemort was in Augustus With the help of T. Rookwood, the right way to break into the Department of Mysteries was found."
"He made it?" Fudge couldn\'t help asking.
"No, he failed. After Harry got the Prophecy Ball, he realized that Voldemort\'s goal was the Prophecy Ball and destroyed it." Dumbledore said with relief, "Harry stopped Voldemort\'s conspiracy again. ."
"So, he\'s really the savior." Fudge asked in disbelief, he didn\'t believe in the so-called savior from beginning to end.
"I don\'t think Harry would like the title."
"Can he really beat You-Know-Who?" Fudge thought it was absurd, but he also realized that Harry Potter might indeed be the legendary savior.
Of course, it doesn\'t matter if Harry is not the savior, as long as everyone believes that Harry is the savior is enough.
In Harry, Fudge saw the possibility of keeping his position.
"I hope he can."
"Dumbledore, can you arrange for me to meet Harry," said Fudge expectantly. "I\'m going to..."
"Impossible, Connelly." Dumbledore shook his head, "Since you did those things last year, it\'s impossible for Harry to stand up and speak for you."
"If you\'ve listened carefully, you\'ll see how much Harry hates the Ministry of Magic. He even has plans to throw Dolores Umbridge in Azkaban for the rest of his life."
"My God, this..." Fudge stuttered, stunned by the news, "but, this..."
"I persuaded you before, but it\'s too late." Dumbledore stood up from his chair, "By the way, you have to let Dolores Umbridge leave Hogwarts, and let Pride go. Law stopped investigating my Conservation of Magical Creatures teacher and put him back to work."
"Is there really no way?" Fudge asked reluctantly.
"If you do something wrong, you need to take responsibility." Dumbledore reminded before leaving, "Don\'t try to escape, it will only cause you more trouble."