Chapter 674: Anti-Death Eater Front

Chapter 674: Anti-Death Eater Front

Chapter 674 Anti-Death Eater Frontline

To be honest, this room is not big. It only has a set of tables and chairs and a bookcase that reaches the ceiling.

But compared to most offices in the Ministry of Magic, which are as small as a broom closet, with two or three people squeezed in, this one is considered to be top-notch.

For example, Mr. Weasley's Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Materials. He had been there once before. The office was as big as a broom closet but was filled with two desks. The contents of the cabinet were overflowing, and the extra documents had to be placed everywhere where they could be seen, making it difficult to even find a place to find them.

Kyle has never understood why the people at the Ministry of Magic don't use the Invisible Stretch Charm to make their offices more spacious.

 He ​​also asked Mr. Weasley, but did not get an answer. Mr. Weasley just said that it was fine as it was now, and that he was used to it and there was no need to do anything extra.

Coming to the office, Fudge took off his hat and asked, "What do you think of this place?"

"Very good." Kyle said, "I'm officially at work now. Does the minister have any tasks?"

“It’s not really a task.” Fudge fiddled with his hat, “You are only in sixth grade now, so you still have to focus on your studies.”

Kyle naturally didn't believe this. Fudge couldn't let Umbridge leave for no reason. He obviously had something to say.

And he still has one hundred and fifty galleons every month. This salary cannot be paid in vain. Fudge is not that generous.

 This can be seen from the fact that Cedric only had a pitiful seven galleons.

So Kyle didn’t speak, just quietly waiting for Fudge’s next words.

Sure enough, a moment later, Fudge asked seemingly casually: "I heard from Albus that you saved Harry Potter in the last event of the Triwizard Tournament?"

"That's right." Kyle didn't hide anything and said, "A Death Eater used Polyjuice Potion to sneak into the castle and took the opportunity to kidnap Harry."

"How did you discover it?" Fudge asked. "I remember you were working on the third project at the time."

"Because the Triwizard Cup..." Kyle said, "it was replaced by a door key. When I got it, I was automatically teleported to where Harry was."

"Oh, I remembered." Fudge suddenly realized, "I remember you suddenly disappeared after getting the trophy. To be honest, I always thought it was another project."

“No, I was sent to the top of a mountain...”

“So, you also saw the mysterious man resurrected?” Fudge’s eyes flickered, staring at Kyle unblinkingly.

"I did not see the process of the mysterious man's resurrection." Kyle said calmly without changing his expression, "But there were indeed Death Eaters there planning something, and Dumbledore rushed over quickly and took me and Harry Leigh was sent back to Hogwarts.

“As for what happened next, only Dumbledore knows.”

Fudge didn't speak, just looked at Kyle and fiddled with his hat.

He didn't think Kyle was lying, after all, everything was right...Kyle suddenly disappeared after getting the trophy, and then Dumbledore disappeared too.

And the most important point is that if Kyle also saw the mysterious man, then when Dumbledore hyped the resurrection of the mysterious man before, he had no reason to side with the Ministry of Magic.

 Fudge's expression was a little complicated, with a hint of disappointment.

 A month ago, the last thing he wanted to hear was the news of the mysterious man's resurrection, but now, he hopes it is true.

 But Fudge himself was unsure. He was not sure whether the mysterious man was really resurrected. The reason why he published the report was because Dumbledore had no choice but to do so.

Ten Death Eaters escaped from prison at the same time. If this was caught, Dumbledore could easily oust him from the position of minister.

 But even now that he has kept his position, he is not having an easy time. Since the prison break, a large number of letters have been sent to the minister's office every day, including many shouting letters calling for his resignation.

These roaring letters were all sent to Dumbledore before.

Everyone seems to think this is a trick he came up with...in order to stay in the position of Minister of Magic.

And as time goes by, such voices become more and more frequent, and even appear within the Ministry of Magic.

There are many ways to solve this problem, the simplest of which is for the mysterious person to appear in public.

As long as the mysterious man shows up, there is no need to say anything more.

 But this is not something Fudge can control, and subconsciously he doesn’t want to see that scene.

 So the only thing he can do now is to find more people, especially those who are famous, to prove this.

　　When he went to Hogwarts before, he also mentioned this to Dumbledore, but it was just that so much time had passed and there was no progress at all.

Obviously, Dumbledore didn't want to help.

"Kyle..." Fudge asked suddenly: "Do you believe that the mysterious man has made a comeback?"

"Of course." Kyle said, "After all, it was said in the newspaper that he rescued ten Death Eaters. If it weren't for the mysterious man, who would be free to rescue those people?"

"But there are still many people who don't believe it." Fudge said in a deep voice, "This kind of mentality is very dangerous. The reason why I have to risk being kicked out of office to announce this to everyone is to make everyone do a good job." Prepare to face the war that is about to begin.

"But now many people insist that I am doing it for my own selfish interests. If this continues, our efforts will be in vain."

"That's right." Kyle nodded in agreement and said, "The minister means..."

"I remember that you seem to have a very good relationship with Mr. Scamander, right." Fudge said, "As a famous expert on magical animals, if he is willing to help, he may be able to change many people's minds."

“I understand, I’ll try to convince Newt,” Kyle said.

"That would be great." Fudge smiled, "Okay, you should get familiar with this place first. I still have some things to deal with."

 He put on his hat and was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute, Minister." Kyle stopped him and said, "I have an immature idea that may also be of some use."

 “Oh? What do you think?” Fudge stopped and asked.

Kyle glanced at the closed door and lowered his voice:

“I think maybe the reason some people don’t believe us is because it’s so quiet out there right now.”

 “Calm?”

"That's right." Kyle continued, "There has been no news since the Death Eaters escaped from prison, as if they were all hiding. This is not in line with their behavior more than ten years ago. It is normal for everyone not to believe it. of.

“After all, in most people’s minds, Death Eaters with a mysterious person as their backer are extremely arrogant.”

"But they are really hiding." Fudge sighed: "Neither the Strikers nor the Aurors have found any trace of the Death Eaters."

"But what if we find out..." Kyle's tone rose slightly, "The Ministry of Magic has to deal with so many emergencies every day. Is it possible that the culprit of one of them is Antonin Dolohov."

 Fudge raised his head and instantly understood what Kyle meant.

It doesn't matter whether the Death Eaters can escape or not. The Ministry of Magic has to deal with so many illegal things and wizards every day. They can just pick one that has a bad influence and put the blame directly on the other person's head.

As for what counts as bad... Fudge remembered hearing Weasley and Perkins discussing this morning that someone had cast a transmutation spell in their garden in order to trick Muggles.

Isn't this a proper attack on Muggle streets?

 Fudge was a little moved, but now he had two questions... Then he frowned and said, "But what if we can't catch anyone."

"Isn't that normal? Death Eaters are not easy to catch." Kyle said, "As long as it is confirmed that they did it, it is enough to make many people wary."

Fudge's eyes lit up. He took off his hat again, paced in place, and asked: "Then do you think that if you want to investigate Death Eaters, is it better to be a striker or an Auror..."

"Nothing works." Kyle said, "To deal with cunning Death Eaters, you need someone who is thoughtful, not afraid of danger, and absolutely loyal to the Ministry of Magic, and this person must have a high enough position, such as Director, or Deputy Minister... Only such investigation results will be more convincing."

 Fudge repeated Kyle's words, searching for a suitable candidate in his heart.

Thoughtfulness and nothing else matter, only loyalty...

In this way, all the directors were excluded, and Fudge knew very well that it was impossible for them to help him do such deceitful things.

And even if they were willing, Fudge himself wouldn't be worried.

But who else? Kyle, who originally proposed this suggestion, was the most suitable candidate, but he still needed to attend classes and had no time.

 Suddenly, Fudge thought of a person, a person who perfectly met all the conditions.

 “What do you think of Dolores?”

"Professor Umbridge?" Kyle thought seriously for a moment, "I think she is a bit overqualified at Hogwarts. The anti-Death Eater frontline is the stage where she can really display her talents."

"Anti-Death Eater front line?" Fudge thought about Kyle's words carefully and felt excited.

"Ah, I knew that letting you enter the Ministry of Magic was the most correct decision I made this year." Fudge said with a smile, "I didn't expect that on the first day, you would already think of a way to expose the Death Eaters' conspiracy. "

"I just provided a trivial suggestion, Minister." Kyle shook his head and said: "The person who carried out this work is the real hero against the Death Eaters."

 “You’re right.” The sadness on Fudge’s face disappeared, and he left the office with a smile.

 …

To be honest, the students of Hogwarts came to the Ministry of Magic this time just for a formality and to get familiar with the environment. They were not really expected to complete any work.

But even so, when they got off work in the evening, everyone's face looked like they were still unsatisfied.

Different from school, everything in the Ministry of Magic feels very fresh to them. Even if they have done nothing, they can brag about it when they return.

Only Cedric, Mr. Diggory really trusted his son. In order to prove his ability to others, Cedric never spent a day idle.

“I wrote five reports and used almost a roll of parchment.”

By the afternoon, he rubbed his sore wrists and muttered: "This is the first time I know that the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures has so many boring things, like adding wings to boas and disguising Cornish elves as little ones. Leprechaun sales...Are those people so boring?”

“That’s really what they do,” Kyle said. “You don’t think there are dangerous creatures walking out on the streets every day.”

 “Of course I know.” Cedric scratched his hair.

 “Where’s Mr. Diggory?” Kyle asked. “Didn’t he help you?”

Cedric's expression changed and he whispered: "My dad hasn't been in the office all day."

 “Okay, I understand.” Kyle suddenly understood.

It goes without saying that Mr. Diggory must have left all his work to Cedric and made time to show off his son.

However, Cedric is indeed very good. Few people can successfully take over all the tasks on the first job. Although these tasks are simple, they are also quite tedious to handle.

The two stopped next to the elevator, preparing to meet in the hall, where they would pass through the fireplace and return to Hogwarts.

 Soon, the elevator appeared with a clatter, and they walked in.

 There is another person in the elevator, and he is an acquaintance.

 “Long time no see, Percy.” Kyle greeted.

To be honest, it seemed like he hadn't seen Percy for a long time. According to Fred, he had lost contact with the Weasley family after they moved to No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

 At Christmas this year, I even returned the sweater given by Mrs. Weasley.

Because of this, Fred and George were very angry, and even said that they must teach Percy a lesson next time they see him.

Kyle was also disgusted with Percy's actions, but after all, this was a matter of the Weasley family, and he couldn't interfere too much. He only said hello out of politeness, and Kyle was not going to talk to him anymore after that.

The same goes for Cedric, who didn't even need to say hello to Percy.

 The elevator suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Percy stood behind, looking at the two people hesitantly, with a tangled expression on his face.

It wasn't until the elevator reached the foyer and Kyle and Cedric walked out one after another that he suddenly said: "Please wait a moment..."

 The two stopped and looked back at him.

"Congratulations, Kyle." Percy gave an unnatural smile, and a flash of envy flashed in his eyes, "I heard, you are now a senior assistant minister, which is awesome, isn't it... I mean I mean, I’m also an assistant to the minister, and it’s a pleasure to work with you.”

"Thank you." Kyle said casually: "But I can only come to the Ministry of Magic once a week, so I may not be able to work with you."

Percy was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Kyle didn't give him any face at all, as if he was facing a stranger.

Of course, he had thought about this situation...when he returned Mrs. Weasley's Christmas sweater.

But what he didn't expect was that Kyle would actually become the senior assistant minister of the Ministry of Magic, which could almost be regarded as his immediate boss.

Percy looked at Cedric again.

"Sorry, I'm from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures." Cedric stopped him politely.

"If nothing happens..." Kyle glanced at Professor McGonagall opposite, "We are going back to Hogwarts."

"Wait a minute..." Percy said quickly, "I know I may have done something wrong before. Mom is right. I should trust Dumbledore. Can you help me talk to them..."

“Sorry, we may not be able to help you with this.” Kyle interrupted, “If you really want to get their forgiveness, why don’t you go ahead and say it yourself.

“Mr. Weasley works on the second floor. There is only one floor between you. You can always find time to find him.”

"I, I don't know what to say." Percy's face turned red. "I have done so many excessive things before, they must be very angry."

"There's no doubt about it," Kyle said. "Fred and George also vowed to beat you up, and Charlie, it's said that if Ginny and Mrs. Weasley hadn't stopped him, he would have done it at Christmas." I'm going to come to the Ministry of Magic to teach you a lesson."

"That's what it should be," said Percy. "I wish they would do that."

At this time, other elevators also came down, and a large group of people walked out of them, and the area immediately became much more crowded.

At the same time, Professor McGonagall on the opposite side also waved his hand, seeming to indicate that they should hurry up.

"Okay, Percy, we can't help you with this, you have to do it yourself."

Kyle said, "If you really want to apologize, go to Mr. Weasley. No matter what, he will definitely not turn you away."

Kyle said nothing more to Percy and came to the gathering place with Cedric.

 After everyone arrived, Professor McGonagall took them back to Hogwarts.

 (End of this chapter)