Chapter 189: things ferment
Hogwarts, Headmaster's Room.
Dumbledore looked at the Daily Prophet on the table calmly, and it was unknown to outsiders whether his heart was as calm as the expression on his face.
The front page of the Daily Prophet has been contracted by the news of Grindelwald's escape, and everyone is talking about who did this kind of thing.
Some people clapped their hands, some people were worried.
Most of those who clapped were some radicals in the magical world, and those who were worried were mostly politicians from the Ministry of Magic.
Dumbledore picked up the newspaper and looked at the photo above, which showed an empty Grindelwald cell.
Unlike ordinary cells, this cell looks like an exquisite bedroom for some unknown reason.
Judging from the decoration style of the cell, Dumbledore initially determined one thing.
Iger did this...
This Nima besides him, who has the leisure to remodel the prisoner's cell when he escapes?
Dumbledore was very angry, and his heart was full of complexities.
How did these two get together?
melancholy...
Dumbledore's mental state at this time is so sad...
But what he was worried about was not that Iger had released Grindelwald, but that anyone with a heart in the style of prison robbery could see who did it at a glance. Nima!
Sure enough, Dumbledore was thinking, Fudge, who had come all the way from the Ministry of Magic, rushed to Hogwarts, with a few tall Aurors behind the menacing Fudge.
This time, Fudge can be said to have come well prepared, and the title of inquiring about the crime is ready, and he is waiting to occupy the moral commanding heights and impose sanctions on Iger.
As for how to punish, he hasn't thought about it yet...
"Albus, I need an explanation." He rushed into the principal's room, and Fudge yelled sternly as soon as he entered the room.
"What explanation?" Dumbledore pretended to be dumbfounded.
Fudge was stunned: "About Grindelwald's escape..."
"So he escaped from prison and you came to ask me for an explanation?" Dumbledore looked at Fudge innocently.
"..." Fudge paused for a moment: "I feel that this was done by Mr. Morrissey, and we also have sufficient evidence to show that he was nearby last night, and there is information that he caught a dragon in Romania at that time. "
"We can't doubt anyone Connelly for no reason." Dumbledore mumbled slowly: "The first thing you need to know is that as long as Iger wants, he can appear anywhere in Europe at any time, and we can't doubt it because of this. The crime in Europe is all about him..."
"But it's different!" Fudge was annoyed at Dumbledore's evasive attitude: "Who would give a cell a nice decoration when saving someone? The one with a bedside table?"
"I know better than you what kind of person Grindelwald is, Connelly. He has always been very calm. I think this may be his own comparison." Dumbledore did not panic at all, as steady as an old dog, In the end, one word.
I know him better than you!
what? Dissatisfied?
He was defeated by me, you say you know him better than me?
ok, come beat me...
"I hope your attitude is a little more serious, Albus." Fudge's face was very gloomy: "It's not a matter of who lost an owl at home, you know what the consequences will be if that person comes out..."
"What consequences?" Dumbledore was stunned: "You have to know one thing, he is over a hundred years old, what consequences can he cause? In exchange for anyone being imprisoned for decades, I think his level of magic is It's not going to be too powerful."
"But the meaning of his appearance, Dumbledore!" Fudge put his hands on the table: "You know how powerful that person is to incite people."
"So... what does this have to do with Iger?" Dumbledore looked at Fudge cheerfully.
"We suspect...ah...damn..." Fudge's face was full of impatience. "Don't make me repeat it!"
Fudge seemed to be very afraid of Iger: "We suspect that he released Grindelwald."
"What's the motive?" Dumbledore raised his chin slightly.
"For..." Fudge's face suddenly paled: "For ambition, for power."
"Oh, come on Connelly, don't think of that kid like you." Dumbledore laughed: "We all know a problem deeply, if he wanted, you would have come down from that position long ago. ."
Fudge's face was embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say.
Although he knew it very well, the truth was revealed by Dumbledore naked, and Fudge's psychology was still a little difficult to accept.
"That can only mean that his plot is bigger, doesn't it?" Fudge gritted his teeth, his wrinkled face widened, and he looked a little hysterical.
"Do you know Connelly..." Dumbledore looked at Fudge cheerfully: "The Philosopher's Stone is in Iger's hand, Ravenclaw's crown is also in Iger's hand, he has everything you can think of. , wealth, love, status, everything you can think of... It's incredible to say, that child is only fourteen years old..."
Fudge blinked a little blankly, and then saw Dumbledore's face gradually become serious: "What can he do to you?"
I'm... despised?
Fudge stared blankly at Dumbledore's mouth opening and closing, his head buzzing.
Think about it, isn't that the case?
When a person finds that the things he pursues in his life are worthless to others, he will feel extremely lost.
Very hypocritical, very cheap, but very real.
Fudge's current state of mind is just so empty, compared to the fact that Grindelwald's escape is a trivial matter...
Dumbledore's words were very sharp, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com directly eliminated Fudge into a beggar-style tragic figure, which made him a little unacceptable for a while.
"Can you guarantee that he didn't let him go?" Fudge looked at Dumbledore blankly.
"To be honest, I can't guarantee it." Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders in a single manner. "But what I can guarantee is that even if he did this, it wouldn't have any effect."
"How can you guarantee it?" Fudge stared at Dumbledore.
"Because I can't beat him..." Dumbledore spread his hands cheerfully.
Fudge: "…"
Nima, is this good news?
Why are you smiling so happily?
"I can't beat him, which means that neither Voldemort nor... Grindelwald... they will not be Iger's opponents." Dumbledore's face was sincere: "I think... If Iger really released it, then Only because of…”
"Because of what?" Fudge stared at Dumbledore breathlessly, hoping to learn about Iger's ambitions from Dumbledore.
Dumbledore's eyes were sharp: "Because I was bored..."
Fudge: "…"
Fudge finally left with a dark face, feeling that talking to Dumbledore would be short-lived.
Still, Dumbledore's words gave him some comfort.
Although he didn't like Dumbledore at all, one thing Fudge knew very well was that Dumbledore would never be so calm if it really had any bad influence.
This is a principled person, who can be called a gentleman, or a gentleman.
But a gentleman can deceive him.
So Fudge was not at all worried that Dumbledore would defect to the enemy. Since Dumbledore was under no pressure, it proved that things were really not that serious.