Chapter 417
In the office, Dumbledore still didn't understand.
"You want Fudge to realize the seriousness of the problem? It is indeed necessary, but when Harry comes back and explains everything, won't Fudge know what to do?"
After listening to Dumbledore's question, Wayne smiled. This smile made Dumbledore feel a little uncomfortable and weird.
This look is too familiar. Usually, he smiles like this when he is explaining the puzzled students or professors.
This is a smile that crushes IQ!
Seeing Dumbledore's eyes ready to explode, Wayne quickly put away his smile and began to explain:
"Professor, you are very smart, no one will doubt your IQ, but this does not mean that you can understand Fudge's thoughts."
"Because you only see right and wrong, you don't understand politics, let alone politicians."
Dumbledore frowned, but did not refute, but asked modestly:
"Then what do you think politicians will think? Or, what does Fudge think?"
"It's very simple, cover up." Wayne retreated tactically and began to give Dumbledore a political lesson:
"If Fudge hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that Voldemort would be resurrected. This is the ostrich mentality of politicians, and they will never repent until they are about to die."
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"Such mistakes have happened again and again in human history. For example, fifty-seven years ago, Chamberlain proudly declared that he had brought a generation of peace because he believed that the German guys would abide by the agreement."
"But within two years, London was almost bombed to pieces." Wayne spread his hands helplessly:
"Politicians are like this. They will instinctively avoid any factors that affect their position unless you put the facts or hard evidence in front of them."
"Low-level politicians like Fudge are even more cut from the same mold. Believe it or not, if he didn't really see Voldemort, he would definitely think that you are taking this opportunity to create panic and want to seize his power."
"How is it possible!" Dumbledore blurted out.
More than a decade ago, many people asked him to be the Minister of Magic, but he refused at that time. How could he still fight for power at this age?
But after saying that, he himself began to doubt it.
Based on his friendship with Fudge for more than ten years...937 the other party is even more stupid than Wayne said, and has an extraordinary desire for power.
Since the beginning of these two years, he has been able to feel Fudge's vigilance against him.
Although on the surface, the two get along very well, and even Abs Muscles usually has a little respect for him, but from the time when he sent Dementors to guard near the school, he found that the minister wanted to show his presence.
And he actually deeply understands the ostrich mentality that Wayne mentioned.
When Grindelwald was making trouble, many countries on the European continent were like this. Unless Grindelwald attacked the Ministry of Magic, they firmly believed that Grindelwald would not invade their country.
When he really attacked at home,Finding that they could not resist, they simply surrendered all at once, which made the size of the Saints grow bigger and bigger, and finally swept across the entire European continent.
With a long sigh of relief, Dumbledore also understood Wayne's good intentions. After sincerely thanking him, he said easily: "Fortunately, there is your way. Now Cornelius can't escape."
Wayne shook his head regretfully: "I'm sorry, professor, I think you two will eventually part ways unhappily."
Dumbledore was puzzled: "But he has seen Voldemort resurrected."
"But when he escaped, Voldemort died again." Wayne Bear spread his hands: "Now he is more convinced that Voldemort will not come back."
Dumbledore: "......"
He didn't say anything else, but looking at his eyes, he still didn't believe Wayne's inference.
"Let's talk about Grindelwald and Harry." Old Dumble sighed: "Did you bring Grindelwald out?"
Wayne briefly told the story.
Old Dumble didn't dwell on it for too long. From now on, half a year has passed and Harry has not been led astray. It seems that it is not bad to let Grindelwald be Harry's teacher.
However, he still reminded Wayne that he could bring Grindelwald's thoughts out, but it would be better for him to be locked up in Nurmengard.
Wayne just nodded and said nothing.
He left Moody's parts and left the office.
Hufflepuff Common Room.
Even though it was late at night, there were still a large number of young wizards staying in the public area to discuss what happened tonight. There were too many mysteries.
Some curious people even wanted to sneak out and run to Gryffindor to see if Potter had returned, but they were chased back by the patrolling prefects before they had gone far.
When Wayne appeared, almost everyone rushed up and surrounded him.
"Wayne, what happened? Is Potter back? Why did Professor Moody attack him?"
"Did Moody get possessed by the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course?"
"Why was Minister Fudge taken away by the portkey? Why did he arrest Crouch?"
"Vladimir was attacked, so who will be the champion of the Holy Grail War?"
As soon as this question came out, the whole audience suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at Cedric who was mixed in the crowd.
According to the professors, it was Cedric who saw the fake Vladimir being taken away by the Holy Grail.
"Don't look at me." Cedric shook his head like a rattle: "I don't care about the championship now, I just want to know what happened later."
Cedric was very satisfied to make it to the end. Although it was a pity that he didn't get the Holy Grail, he suddenly felt very lucky when he thought about so many things to come.
He was not involved in any conspiracy.
Looking at the performance of Fudge and Dumbledore, it was not a good thing.
Wayne looked at him and found that CedricWithout any insincere expression, he nodded.
"It is not clear who will win the championship yet. I guess there will be an answer to this before other schools leave tomorrow. As for other questions..."
A group of badgers looked at Wayne eagerly, wishing they could get into his head to find the answers themselves.
"Potter is back and is now in the school infirmary."
Cedric breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good that he's back.
"Where were they taken? Where is Professor Moody?" someone else asked.
Wayne looked around and whispered, "If I say that Vol... the mysterious man is back, do you believe it?"
The huge room was silent.
Everyone looked at Wayne with shocked, unbelievable, and ridiculous eyes.
"Hahaha." Ernie MacMillan suddenly laughed out loud: "Wayne, Wayne, April Fool's Day has been over for a long time, why are you suddenly making such a joke."
Some people laughed along, but more people continued to remain silent.
They knew Wayne was not the kind of person who would joke about such things.
The boy shook his hand, "Forget it, you will know when Dumbledore tells you tomorrow, I will go back to sleep first."
After that, he squeezed through the crowd and went into the dormitory.
After a while, Toby and Norman also came in, followed by Cedric.
Cedric asked solemnly after closing the door carefully: "Wayne, is the mysterious man...really back?"
"Yes, he is back." Wayne briefly recounted what happened in the room.
Cedric was pale and could hardly sit still, but Toby and Norman performed much better than him.
After all, the two are not pure blood, one was born in a pure Muggle family, and the other's mother almost forgot her identity as a wizard, and had little contact with the magic world.
The two could not empathize with the disaster that Voldemort had brought to the magic world.
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Toby asked curiously: "Can you still live after half of your body is blown off?"
"Normal magic can't do that, but dark magic can do whatever you want, but the process is more evil and you will suffer a lot."
Norman thought: "From this point of view, Voldemort is not that powerful. If you and the principal attack together, he will definitely not be able to escape."
Wayne shook his head slightly, "It's not as simple as you say."
The reason why he watched Harry and Voldemort duel without attacking immediately was to observe Voldemort's ability. As a result, this guy was like being possessed by a curse, and he was timid.
If he hit too lightly, he was afraid that Harry would not feel it, and if he hit too hard, he was afraid that his darling would be hurt. He was so entangled in using the spell.
That was the Cruciatus Curse used by Voldemort. One shot was stronger than ten shots from Bella and the others.
Harry howled twice, and thenAfter that, he did not stand up and continue to duel with him.
To be so afraid of death, the demon is really a scorpion shit - unique.
So much so that Wayne felt aggrieved when he saw it later, and he directly attacked and tried it himself.
It was just a short two-stroke confrontation, and Wayne also saw through Voldemort's power level - if he stayed and fought to the end, he could send Voldemort to death in eighteen different ways.
But if the opponent wanted to run, it would be difficult to deal with.
Unless the withdrawal set up anti-apparition and space-blocking magic, Voldemort would be really hard to kill if he was determined to survive.
In fact, he thought about burying a few traps near the Riddle family tomb in advance, but Voldemort was not a fool, and Harry could not get through if the space was banned in advance, so he had to give up.
Wayne made a few words, did not reveal more information, and drove Cedric back to sleep. []
Toby and Norman looked at each other, and went to bed obediently, closing their eyes peacefully.
After a while, when the two of them could hear even breathing, Wayne let Gardevoir take him to the new building.
There was definitely something wrong with Vladimir being knocked unconscious in the middle of the process. In the live broadcast, he could only faint after eating the invisible grass.
And Cedric said that he was attacked by the invisible Vladimir...
The coordination was so perfect that it didn't seem like an ambush at all, but rather like the two of them had performed a play together.
He found Principal Katerina's dormitory with ease, and Wayne broke into the door directly. A spell flew in front of him and hit Wayne's shoulder, which was resolved by the protective spell on his clothes.
The trap was triggered, and Katerina on the bed was instantly awakened. Just as she was about to speak, she fell into a stagnant state.
"Very cautious." Wayne took out a bottle of truth serum and poured a few drops into her mouth.
Even if you live in Hogwarts, you have to set traps and spells in your house. It seems that from the bottom of his heart, the headmaster of Costolis is full of distrust of Hogwarts.
The truth serum took effect quickly, and Wayne lifted the restrictions on Katerina and began to interrogate her.
"Do you know Tom Riddle?"
"I don't know."
"Is Corvinos the real name of your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"
"Yes."
"Did he graduate from your school?"
"No, but I forged a file for him to enhance the students' sense of identity."
"Are you in the same group with him?"
"We are like-minded people, full of disgust for the corrupt magic world."
"What is Corvinos' purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War this time?"
"No purpose, he doesn't care about these trivial matters, Professor Corvinos is integrating the Ministry of Magic of the Bear Country."
Wayne frowned: "Do you know about Vladimir's substitution?"
"I don't know, I suspect it was a trap set by Dumbledore to help his student win the championship."
Wayne: "........"
Principal, you have taken the blame.
After asking a few more questions, Wayne was sure that Corvinus was Tom, and Katerina had been completely brainwashed. As the principal, she actually obeyed a professor.
With a slap, Wayne cleared her memory and restored the trap spell at the door.
After thinking for a while, he came to the school infirmary again.
Three warriors were lying in the room, Krum, Harry, and Vladimir.
Just when Wayne wanted to let the two sleep more deeply, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door. With a shake of his body, he had already attached the Disillusionment Spell.
Soon, Karkaroff ran out of breath and rushed to Krum's bed to wake him up.
"Principal?" Krum, who had just woken up, was still a little confused.
"Get up, can you go?" Karkaroff angrily lifted his blanket, "We're leaving Hogwarts now, right now, right now."
"It happened..."
"Shut up! Don't ask anything, just follow me!"
"If you can't go, let your parents take you away!"
Krum had never seen Karkaroff speak to him in such a rude tone, so he quickly got out of bed, hugged his clothes at the foot of the bed, and followed Karkaroff in his hospital gown.
Harry and Vladimir were also awakened by the noise made by the two men, and looked blankly at the two backs rushing out of the room in a hurry.
Wayne cursed Karkaroff in his heart for ruining his good deeds, but he showed up and pointed his wand at the two men:
"Fainted!"