Chapter 392 The Broken Time-Turner
In the spacious and luxurious principal's office, Fudge started pacing repeatedly after listening to the Auror's report.
"Peter Pettigrew is still alive?!"
Fudge said seven "unbelievable" in a row, shock, doubt and panic emerged on his sweaty face.
Since Halloween, he has let the major newspapers proclaim that Pettigrew Peter has been executed, and now he suddenly tells him... Peter is still alive!
Off the charts? !
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and had Crocker's testimony, Fudge would never have believed it!
What's even more outrageous is that Peter also used the Imperius Curse to control Crocker for nearly a year, and then snatched the Time Converter today, and finally escaped.
If this news gets out, it's no longer a question of the people questioning the credibility of the Ministry of Magic, but of him, Fudge... in what posture should he roll off the stage and give up the throne of Minister!
Fudge suddenly thought of another terrible thing. He looked terrified and said in a trembling voice:
"Will Albus... Peter... use the Time-Turner to go back to the night You-Know-Who was killed and save him from Harry Potter?"
Fudge couldn't imagine what a terrifying scene it would be if the Dark Lord hadn't died and had lived until now.
The Wizengamot meeting had just been held, and Dumbledore, who had returned from the Ministry of Magic, looked at the anxious Fudge and comforted him:
"Connelly, no matter when Peter used the time converter to go back and what he did... For us at this moment, it has become history and is in the past tense."
Dumbledore's face was calm and calm, and he smiled:
"Since in the history you know, the Dark Lord died at the hands of Harry Potter, there is no possibility of him being saved by Peter."
"That's right...you're right, I'm too worried."
Fudge breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what Peter did, at this moment, it was his changed history.
In this history, the Dark Lord was killed by Potter... nothing can be changed.
Fudge was even slightly thankful that maybe in another time and space, Crouch became a minister, and he was suppressed and excluded.
Because Peter changed history, he was given the opportunity to become a minister.
Thinking about it this way, Fudge felt very lucky again.
Fudge asked cautiously: "So Pettigrew Peter..."
"Connelly, you don't have to worry." Dumbledore sat on the chair, and he took a sip of tea, without any lazy gesture, but he still felt very leisurely and calm.
"On Halloween night, Peter was killed by Rove. For us, this is also an established history."
"We not only know when Peter died, but also where he died and even how he died."
"Peter may still be alive now, but in the near future, or in the distant past... still cannot escape death, this is a fateful thing."
Fudge didn't understand Dumbledore's words, but nodded with satisfaction at his judgment.
Dumbledore said not to worry, so why worry? Anyway, the sky was falling, and there was a tall man holding it up.
Fudge looked at the boy standing in the corner again, and he apologized:
"Rolf, are you all right?"
When he arrived at the scene of the crime with Aurors, he saw Rove, Swinton and Granger, and the three worked together to drive away hundreds of dementors.
Fudge was also shocked that three little wizards under the age of fourteen could summon a complete physical Patronus.
Even he can't do it!
Forget about Rove, he can kill even werewolves, so it cannot be judged by common sense, but what happened to those two little girls...why are they so powerful?
However, considering that the two of them have been with Rove all day, they must have received his professional, meticulous and in-depth training, and it seems reasonable to have that kind of strength.
Fudge had a smile on his face, but Rove didn't have much of a good face. He said coldly:
"Mr. Fudge, I could have caught Peter, but the dementor stopped me and attacked me and my two friends... This is the second time this has happened."
"Rove, I will teach the leader of the dementors a lesson, and let him apologize to you in person." Fudge said with a smile on his face: "Forgive them again this time?"
Of course Rove couldn't forgive the dementors, but he couldn't kill them now, so he could only settle for the next best thing and ask for some benefits.
"Since you have spoken, I can certainly forgive you, but I have one condition."
"You can ask for any conditions." Fudge hurriedly promised: "Rove, as long as it is within my ability, I will solve it for you immediately."
Rove said softly, "I want to go to Azkaban."
"Azkaban?" Fudge rolled his eyes and asked with a frown, "Why do you go to that kind of place? There are only dementors and criminals there."
As the fifth largest college in Hogwarts, only senior talents are eligible to go to Azkaban for "advanced training".
Like the Death Eaters.
Of course, Rove didn't want to go to the prison to study. He wanted to go to the lake that Newt mentioned...the birth of the dementor.
"Mr. Minister, I am a magizoologist, and I am very interested in the habitat of magical creatures like dementors." Rove explained.
"..."
It was the first time Fudge had met a wizard who was interested in dementors, and he was indeed Newt's grandson.
Fudge nodded without much hesitation and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Just go, anyway, Rove is not going to rob prison!
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After Fudge left the office, Umbridge, who had been waiting for a long time in the corridor, quickly greeted her. She said in a sweet and tired voice:
"Mr. Minister, are you out?"
"Well, Dolores, are you done?" Fudge asked.
"It's been dealt with, those wizards in Hogsmeade who have seen Pettigrew Peter..." Umbridge made a gesture of waving his arms and said:
"I've had the amnestics erase their memories."
Amnestics belong to the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters and are responsible, under the Statute of Secrecy, for oblivioning Muggles who have witnessed magical events.
It is still very rare to use the Oblivion Curse on a wizard like today.
But there was no way, Fudge had been propagating for a long time that Wormtail was dead, and he didn't want to spread rumors that Peter was still alive.
Even if it's a simple lie, once you start telling it, finish it off.
"Well done, Dolores." Fudge looked at Umbridge appreciatively. Although she was ugly and looked like a toad, she was really capable.
Now that Fudge knows the taste, he can't do without this assistant.
Umbridge hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "Mr. Minister, there is one more thing."
"whats the matter?"
"The dementor leader says they're missing a dementor."
"Missing?" Fudge frowned, "Have you checked everything?"
"I've checked." Umbridge nodded and said, "Including the dementors guarding the secret passage, we counted them lightly, and one dementor is indeed missing."
"Find it quickly!" Fudge said in a deep voice, "I don't want to hear any more news about wizards or Muggles being attacked by dementors!"
"Yes, Mr. Minister!"
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In the principal's office, only Dumbledore and Rove were left.
"Professor Dumbledore, Hermione's Time Converter was taken away by Voldemort, we may need to apply for another one."
Rove wondered, "Aren't you going to ask Fudge?"
"Rove, if you want to get a time-turner, you need to apply to the Department of Mysteries." Dumbledore shook his head and said:
"Although the Department of Mysteries is nominally under the Ministry of Magic, it has a lot of autonomy...so it's no use asking Fudge."
Rove frowned and said, "Will Corvinus Gunter approve it for us?"
"Under the current circumstances, there is a high probability that he will not agree to the application." Dumbledore paused and said:
"unless……"
"Unless we give him Slytherin's basilisk?" Rove continued.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded.
Rove narrowed his eyes, the basilisk was a Horcrux, of course it was impossible to trade it to Gunter.
"Rove, since you mentioned the Time Converter, it seems that you already know what you need to do next." Dumbledore said softly.
"Yes, Professor." Rove pursed his lips and said calmly, "When I saw my patron saint, I understood everything."
Rove's Patronus is a Nixie, exactly the same as the Patronus he saw in the principal's office on Halloween night...
"But I don't have a time-turner, how can I..."
"Who said no?"
Dumbledore stood up, looked at Rove with a smile, waved his sleeves lightly, patted the boy on the shoulder, and signaled him to walk to the window together.
Dumbledore looked towards the Forbidden Forest, he sighed:
"What we wanted was there, although it was broken."
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