Chapter 191

As a green flame ignited in the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic Atrium.

Three figures appeared in the Ministry of Magic Atrium.

The arrivals were Harry, Sirius, and Professor McGonagall.

At Dumbledore's request, they had rushed to the Ministry of Magic together.

This was Harry's first time coming to the Ministry of Magic, and he looked around in wonder, but immediately remembered the serious business and followed Professor McGonagall closely with a solemn expression.

At this time, the Ministry of Magic was no different from usual, except that the atmosphere in the Atrium was a bit strange.

Most of the wizards coming and going were whispering something to each other.

"You're finally here."

At this moment, Mr. Weasley, who was waiting in the Atrium, also discovered the three of them and immediately came up to meet them.

"Arthur, what's the situation now? Where are Dumbledore and the others?"

Seeing Mr. Weasley, Sirius asked immediately.

"You're late, uh, don't worry, I mean you missed a good show."

Mr. Weasley said to them with a smile, looking to be in a great mood.

Having just watched the whole process of Dumbledore confronting Fudge from the periphery, he understood that Harry and John were already fine.

"Now Dumbledore, John, and Hermione are all in the Minister's office, you should go quickly too."

As he spoke, Mr. Weasley led them toward the end of the Atrium, which was a circular area with 20 golden grille-door elevators, which could be used to travel through the various floors of the Ministry of Magic.

They took the elevator directly to the first floor.

The Ministry of Magic was built underground, with a total of ten floors, and the floor numbering was the exact opposite of what we are familiar with.

The first floor was actually the highest level of the Ministry of Magic, from which one could overlook the entire Atrium.

And the Atrium was located on the eighth floor of the Ministry of Magic, which could also be understood as the eighth floor underground.

So they took the elevator, all the way up from the eighth floor underground to the first floor underground.

On the elevator, Mr. Weasley briefly recounted the scene just now to Harry and the others, and they were all shocked after hearing it.

They had originally thought it would be a chaotic confrontation, and might even evolve into a falling out.

But the result was that Fudge lowered his head, dismissed the Aurors, and took Dumbledore, John, and Hermione into his office for a private talk.

No wonder when they first arrived at the Ministry of Magic, the wizards in the Atrium had different expressions and the atmosphere was strange.

Overall, the situation was now favorable to them.

Fudge was in the wrong and had been forcibly slapped in the face.

Now, in the worst-case scenario, they could still retreat unscathed.

Soon they arrived at the Minister's office.

Mr. Weasley knocked on the door, and Fudge's voice came from inside, sounding a bit weary: "Come in."

After entering, one could see Fudge sitting behind a wide walnut desk, while Dumbledore sat in front of Fudge's desk.

On the other side, at the guest sofa, John was brewing the tea from Fudge's office for Hermione to drink, just like he was in his own home.

"Yo, you're here... uh, Professor, you're here too..."

John looked up and saw Sirius and Harry entering first, and greeted them with a smile.

Then he saw Professor McGonagall following closely behind, and seeing Professor McGonagall's "I'll deal with you later" expression, he immediately adopted a well-behaved attitude.

Dumbledore looked back at Harry and the others, without any small talk, but spoke to the grim-faced Fudge.

"Minister, everyone is here, you can deliver the verdict."

Fudge's fingers twitched slightly on the desktop, then he looked at Harry, whose expression was as clear as a college student's, and then looked at John, who was treating this place like his own home.

He sighed helplessly, pulled a parchment document from the drawer, and after the quill wrote a few lines on it with a flourish, he signed his name heavily, and pushed it to the front of the desk before the ink was even dry.

Dumbledore picked it up, glanced at it, and nodded.

"Very good, now the misunderstanding between us and the Ministry of Magic has been happily resolved; everything was the work of those Death Eaters hiding in the shadows."

"It was they who used Dark Magic to manipulate the Dementors, deliberately creating panic and destroying the balance between the Muggle and wizarding worlds."

"And the brave John Merrick and Harry Potter stopped their conspiracy."

"Perhaps, Minister, you should add a warning to alert the general wizarding community, such as that dark evil forces are awakening, and hope everyone will be vigilant."

Dumbledore looked at the content on the document and said it very casually.

"No! Dumbledore, I will not believe your nonsense!"

"I will emphasize to the reporters that this incident was nothing more than sporadic disturbances by remnants of the Death Eaters, and has nothing to do with any larger conspiracy."

"And the Ministry of Magic has the ability to control the situation, without the need to cause public panic."

Fudge stood up abruptly and said, his face flushed red, his tie crooked to one side.

Seeing Fudge, who was still stubborn, Dumbledore shook his head but didn't say anything more.

In his view, a person who is determined to pretend to be asleep cannot be woken up.

However, he believed that the eyes of the masses were sharp, and this incident would definitely make more people realize that danger was quietly approaching.

"Alright, let's go, children."

Dumbledore stood up directly and said to John and Hermione.

John drank the tea in his hand in one gulp, then stood up with Hermione.

Then he followed everyone out of the Minister's office.

"Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore, who was walking at the end, was just about to close the door and leave, but Fudge called him back just before he left.

"I will not withdraw the appointment of the professor arranged for Hogwarts."

"As you wish."

To this, Dumbledore shrugged and replied, then slammed the door shut and left.

Harry and the others who walked outside finally had a chance to talk to John and Hermione.

"John, Hermione, it's great that you're both okay."

"I heard you were taken to the Ministry of Magic, and I was worried the whole time whether you would have any trouble."

Harry said to the two with concern.

However, John shook his index finger.

"No, no, no, it wasn't that we were taken to the Ministry of Magic, but that I dragged the Ministry of Magic's Aurors to their door to demand an explanation."

"Don't get the primary and secondary mixed up."

Harry:......

Seeing that Harry and Sirius and the others all seemed quite curious about what exactly happened, Hermione explained the course of events to them in detail.

Although Hermione had written to them to report the situation before, because the situation was quite urgent, she had written very briefly.

This time, she finally answered all their doubts.

Harry was surprised after hearing it, not expecting that John could anticipate the trouble they would face later, plan everything in advance, and be so arrogant as to directly confront the Ministry of Magic's Aurors.

When he faced the Dementors, he only had surprise, and the thought of quickly driving them away, and had no time to think about anything else.

Facts also proved that if it weren't for John's foresight, they would definitely have encountered more trouble.

It would have been impossible to be as smooth as it was now, and even shift the blame to the Death Eaters.

The more he thought about it, the more Harry admired this junior, John.

And Sirius frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly spoke quietly.

"So, before you two were attacked, were you actually on a date?"

Hermione: ///O△O///