Train to Another World.

Chapter 533 Identification

Chapter 533 Identification
Fudge Cornelius and Barty Crouch arrived that day, accompanied by an elderly Ministry of Magic official. If the person who died was a native of the country, even if it was a young wizard from Hogwarts, it could be kept secret.

Because it's not the first time that someone died and the school was closed, it's no big deal for Hogwarts to suffer. But now the dead are foreigners, and they were killed by "employees" of the British Ministry of Magic, which makes it difficult to collapse.

In order not to cause panic, a shed was built next to Hagrid's hut and the body was placed there. Even after the body was checked by Dumbledore and the stationed Aurors, it was indeed killed by the Dementors.

Fudge continued to urge the accompanying officials to conduct repeated checks. His meaning was very clear: these people must not die at the hands of Dementors at any cost.

He quickly made up a reason to release him, to fob off the two schools and their country's Ministry of Magic. As for the truth, and whether it would be exposed later, he didn't care.

Because this conclusion was not drawn by him. Professional matters should be left to professionals to judge. He is just a Minister of Magic who knows nothing. He was also deceived!
However, the older official who came with Fudge was also a seasoned man. No matter how many times Fudge asked him or how sternly he looked at him, he still repeated his judgment calmly.

Even someone as incompetent as Fudge noticed that all the bodies had a wounded hand, so he asked, "What are the wounds on their hands?"

The older official replied, "We have checked it. There is no trace of magic. It was all caused by external forces."

"Just by chance, only the hand was injured?"

"I am only responsible for the identification of magical injuries, which are injuries caused by external forces. Your Excellency the Minister needs to ask someone from St. Mungo's to identify them. I can only conclude that they all died from the Dementor's Kiss without exception."

Fudge paced in the shed anxiously. Suddenly he remembered something and looked at Dumbledore. "Principal Dumbledore, I heard there is a survivor at the scene."

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, if Mr. Li had not stayed behind to hold back the Dementors, the other two warriors might not have survived."

"I don't know if I can meet him."

Snape interrupted, "He's in class right now."

Fudge glanced at Snape and said, "You are Severus Snape, right? If I remember correctly, it was Dumbledore and Lucius who vouched for you."

Snape said lazily, "You are not mistaken."

"Then you should cherish this hard-earned freedom."

"Can I take it that you are threatening me?" Snape looked at Fudge with a gloomy face.

Fudge hid slightly behind Dumbledore. He was not completely ignorant. He at least knew that if Snape wanted to attack him now, Dumbledore might be the only one who could save him.

"I don't think that's what the Minister meant." Dumbledore symbolically comforted Snape, then drew out his wand, and a silver-white phoenix flew towards the castle.

Soon, Li Zhuoguang came over with a gloomy face: "Haven't we checked everything? These people were killed by Dementors."

Fudge probably knew Li Zhuoguang's identity, so he asked politely, "Mr. Li, we just want to find out what happened to the wounds on their hands?"

"We were surrounded by Dementors and we were so busy fighting them that we didn't care how they got hurt."

"Mr. Li, please recall this."

"I recalled it, but I don't know how they were injured."

"Please recall it yourself."

"I recalled it again, and I don't know how they got hurt."

"Mr. Li, please..."

"I don't want to recall it. I'll leave if it's okay."

Fudge was a little annoyed: "Mr. Li, you..."

At this time, Barty Crouch walked in: "Minister, there is something you may need to know...Mr. Li is here too, that's great."

Fudge waved his hands irritably: "Bati, I'm busy..." "I asked the Dementors, and they said that it was Mr. Li who asked them to attack those people."

Fudge turned around and looked at Li Zhuoguang: "Mr. Li, do you have anything to say about this?"

Li Zhuoguang looked at Fudge for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "You are Voldemort in disguise."

Suddenly hearing Voldemort's name, the people in the Ministry of Magic frowned uneasily, and Fudge even trembled twice. Fudge said to Li Zhuoguang dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Li, this is really ridiculous. Also, the mysterious man is dead, let's not mention him anymore."

Li Zhuoguang glanced at Dumbledore, who shrugged helplessly.

Li Zhuoguang continued to say to Fudge: "If I remember correctly, Dementors are not wizards, right? Isn't it ridiculous to use what Dementors said as evidence?"

Fudge stammered as he explained: "The Dementors are parties involved after all."

“They are murderers.”

Barty Crouch looked at Li Zhuoguang coldly: "Although Dementors are not wizards, their empty brains do not know how to lie."

"Really? Then please bring the Dementor over here."

Crouch looked at Fudge, who had no choice but to nod slightly, and Crouch left the shed. Soon, an unpleasant smell enveloped the entire shed, and even frost began to form on the grass on the ground.

Crouch held his wand and carefully escorted a Dementor to the shed. Crouch said, "Although I am the only one who understands the language of Dementors, I can let him identify it..."

Li Zhuoguang asked the Dementor directly: "What did you say to him just now?"

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic looked at Li Zhuoguang helplessly. If you speak human language to it, will it understand? The Ministry of Magic has communicated with Dementors before, usually through staff who have learned the Dementors' language.

One of the best is Barty Crouch, who is not only fluent in multiple languages, but also in the languages of many magical creatures.

Even though Li Zhuoguang did not use the Dementors' language, the Dementors still looked at him: "You asked me to eat..."

Li Zhuoguang nodded, a murderous intent rising in his heart: "Expect God to Guard!"

A huge red claw stretched out from the void and grabbed the Dementor. With just a little force, its bones creaked.

The Dementors let out unpleasant screams, stimulating everyone's souls.

"Can you say that again."

"It was you who told us...Ahh!!!" The claws exerted force again.

"Now I say one sentence, and you say one sentence."

“Ah! Ouch!!!”

"Minister of Magic Fudge Cornelius is Lord Voldemort in disguise."

"Fu...Fu...Ah!"

"Speak more clearly!"