Chapter 373

He suddenly stood up.

Harry was just wondering what was wrong when he saw the door to the Headmaster's office open with a bang.

Then a man with a very strange appearance walked in from outside.

He was short and stout, with messy hair and an expression of anxiety and fear on his face.

His clothes were like a hodgepodge: a pinstriped suit, a red tie, a long black cloak, and purple pointed boots.

He even had a bright green hat tucked under his arm.

"That's my dad's boss, Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic!"

Ron whispered to Harry and Hermione.

Fudge heard the sound, glanced at Ron, and then turned to Dumbledore without any reaction.

"Good heavens, Dumbledore, this matter is truly terrible!"

He said this with a tone of light yet hypocritical concern.

"Such a big thing has actually happened at Hogwarts: one student petrified, nine students dead, and seven students seriously injured.

Now there are almost a thousand wizards waiting for an explanation outside the Ministry of Magic!"

He took out the green hat he had been pressing under his arm and toyed with it, then looked at Dumbledore, as if asking him for an explanation.

"Regarding this matter, I will of course give everyone an explanation... Here, these six are among the injured students; you will get the facts from their mouths!"

Dumbledore said solemnly.

Fudge suddenly smiled, pointing at the six students and saying, "Before I came, I heard you brought them to the office... Why is that?

Could it be because you wanted to cover up something...

No, no, no, Dumbledore, I don't mean to target you; I'm just doing my official duty.

After all, how can such an important matter be interrogated in private?

And Lucius... I heard he came here too; why isn't he coming out? Have you imprisoned him?

Haha, I'm just joking, Albus; you wouldn't be unable to take a joke, would you?"

Although Harry didn't quite understand what exactly this Fudge wanted to say, he could understand that this Minister for Magic seemed to have a grudge against Dumbledore.

No, he might even be a little afraid of Dumbledore.

And this Lucius mentioned by Minister Fudge.

Harry quietly glanced at this Mr. Malfoy.

He had indeed been silenced by Dumbledore and coerced into coming here.

Would this Mr. Malfoy tell on them?

Harry was a little worried.

However, he believed Dumbledore could solve it himself.

"Minister, I am here!"

The elder Malfoy walked out from the crowd with elegant movements.

He was still wrapped in a thick black travel cloak, and his pair of cold eyes made people angry just looking at them.

However, Harry still carefully looked at Dumbledore; he was worried that Dumbledore couldn't control Lucius.

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