A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 369 Blake is a dog!

Minister Fudge was determined to pin the blame on the French Ministry of Magic and cast a Permanent Charm.

He also tried to provoke William into giving an interview to The Daily Prophet, accusing France of illegally persecuting him and Hermione.

William just kept making "uh-huh" and "yeah" sounds the whole time, just like a girl on the other end of the phone saying "running" or "eating spicy snacks" to appease her.

After all, he had received benefits, so he wouldn't do something like betraying Clegane by secretly stabbing him in the back.

Besides, when Fudge asked him for a favor, he only ordered a few cups of tea from a small can, and nothing else.

This is hardly the way to ask for a favor!

William may refuse the gift, but you cannot refuse to give it!

Look how shrewd Clegane is, he gets 10,000 Galleons for the dragon's corpse!

Indeed, getting money out of Fudge's pocket is harder than catching Black; just ask Malfoy.

So William kept dodging the question, and finally brought up Dumbledore, the scapegoat, saying he wanted to discuss it with him.

Fudge's face turned pale at the mention of Dumbledore.

"What's wrong?" William asked keenly.

"It's nothing, just that I've had some disagreements with Albus lately, about the Dementor Guardians..."

William narrowed his eyes and said, "You're not planning to let Dementors stay at Hogwarts, are you?"

"Ah, child...you're really well-informed...Albus even told you something like this?" Fudge exclaimed in surprise.

"No, the headmaster didn't say. I'm just guessing." William shook his head. "If I were the headmaster, I wouldn't let those guys into Hogwarts either!"

"William, I'm like you, I don't like them either," Fudge said helplessly. "But it's necessary to be on guard. There are too many young wizards there, and... well, anyway, Hogwarts needs Dementors."

"Why not send an Auror?" Hermione snapped. "Dementors are floating around everywhere; they absorb happiness and it will affect the students. Not everyone knows the Patronus Charm!"

"We're short-handed," Fudge said, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Our Ministry of Magic staff are busy building Quidditch fields and driving out Muggles."

The Aurors can't just focus on Black; there are many dark wizards in this country.

"I can only ask the Dementors; they're safe and won't attack..."

Fudge suddenly shut up. The three children in front of him had been attacked by Dementors. And they said they were short-handed, yet there were four Auror bodyguards standing at the door.

"Alright, I have something else to do, so I'll stop here. You guys go and buy everything the school needs."

Fudge stood up and picked up his robe. He had barely opened the door when he exclaimed, "Harry... what are you doing...?"

Harry was quickly dragged over.

Harry seemed to have gained three pounds after a summer break. He was holding two ice creams in his left hand, a chocolate sundae in his right, and a large bag of junk food in his other hand.

It's just like those stay-at-home men and women who are stuck at home during the pandemic, and when they occasionally go out to shop, they carry big bags and small bags, like they're fleeing a disaster.

He also saw William and the others, and his face lit up with surprise.

"Minister, I only went to Diagon Alley, I didn't go anywhere else," Harry explained.

"That's good. Don't go anywhere else, and definitely don't go to Tumblecomb Alley," Fudge advised.

After Fudge left, Harry exclaimed excitedly, "You guys are back from France?"

"Yes," William nodded.

"Was it fun over there...?" Harry sat down in Fudge's seat. "During the summer holidays, the newspapers were full of stories about the two of you. They said you were in Paris..."

"Stop mentioning that damn newspaper, Harry," William said, speechless.

He decided to continue leaking information to Rita and let her use her imagination.

Fabrication, nonsense, blathering... no matter what method they use, even if they portray Blake as a dog, they will try to shift the focus back to him!

Hermione asked疑惑地, "Harry, what are you doing at the Leaky Cauldron? Did your aunt and uncle allow you to come?"

"Um... I inflated my aunt's breasts and then she ran away from home," Harry recounted his ordeal.

It turns out that Harry's Aunt Maggie had visited his house during the summer holidays. Aunt Maggie, a disciple of Snape, was a sarcastic and sarcastic person, and said some extremely unpleasant things.

In a fit of anger, Harry blew her up like a balloon, and she floated in the wind for a long time. Many Muggles even thought it was another UFO.

Harry ran away from home and was caught by Minister Fudge, who then dumped him at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Harry, you shouldn't have attacked a Muggle with magic," Hermione said seriously, her lips pursed. "That person was your aunt."

"I didn't mean to do it," Harry explained. "But she's really awful."

"No matter how much I hate it, I can't..."

"I know, it was just a momentary lapse in control," Harry said, changing the subject. "Ron wrote to me too, he heard about it from Mr. Weasley, and he thought it was hilarious..."

"There's nothing funny about this!" Hermione said sternly. "Honestly, I'm not surprised you got fired."

"It's nothing compared to what you guys did in France," Harry muttered.

Hermione's eyebrows lifted slightly.

Harry gave William a pleading look, asking him to keep an eye on Hermione.

William shrugged and gave a helpless smile.

Hermione has many forms, the most troublesome being "Ms. Know-It-All" and "McGrady".

Hermione is now undoubtedly possessed by McGonagall, her sharp and stern nature increased by two hundred percent.

If Professor McGonagall were with Hermione, the two could trigger an interaction field, creating a powerful aura that even William feared!

That kind of aura was so overwhelming that William didn't even have the thought of picking up his wand to fight back!

Horror!

"Are you staying here tonight? I've been here for almost a month." Harry had no choice but to bite the bullet and change the subject.

William shook his head and said, "We need to go home."

Rather than the Leaky Cauldron... is Hermione's family uncomfortable, or is Aunt Emily's cooking no longer appealing?

"Okay..." Harry said, somewhat disappointed.

He was hoping William would stay, so the two could sleep side by side at night and tell each other stories of their adventures in France.

It's definitely more exciting than what's written in the newspapers.

He was also very interested in the woman named Arya Grindelwald.

Just thinking about nuclear bombs gets my blood pumping; they're definitely better than magic wands!

It's a pity that Hermione didn't go; it would have been better if he and William had gone on the adventure instead.

It's really... good for rowing!

Harry then tentatively asked, "Did you contact any other classmates during the summer vacation?"

"It's just a few letters, what's wrong?" William said.

"It's nothing. I wrote to a lot of classmates, but Cho's letter hasn't arrived yet." Harry hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is something wrong with her...?"

William suppressed a laugh.

Harry truly deserves his title as the second-best simp at Hogwarts, only slightly inferior to Cedric.

"She went to Australia in the fall, and I wrote her a letter, but I guess it hasn't arrived yet," William said.

He then thought of Qiu's fight with the kangaroo, and wondered if her panda eyes had healed yet.

"Australia..." Harry breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought Cho had deliberately refused to accept it.

Okay, everything's going well! He still has a great chance!

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