boyutpedia Chapter 164 An Ordinary Principal
Chapter 164 An Ordinary Principal
Chapter 164 An Ordinary Principal
"Dumbledore! I'm here!" Fudge crawled out from under the table, tears welling in his eyes, overwhelmed with emotion, like a lost traveler who had found a wanderer with a guiding light when he was on the verge of death.
He then praised Scrimgeour, who was being helped up, and Ralvin, who was supporting Scrimgeour, saying, "Well done! You two are the true pillars of the Ministry of Magic!"
After he finished speaking, he regained his confidence and addressed the wizards who had come to offer their advice in a loud voice: "Whatever the matter, let's sit down and talk it over. Those who have made mistakes will be punished accordingly, and they will also have to sign a guarantee promising that similar things will not happen again. At the same time, we will do our best to improve the shortcomings of the Ministry of Magic."
Fudge felt that what he said was fair and impartial, exactly the kind of justice those who had come to the Ministry of Magic were seeking.
But the wizard who came to offer advice did not think so.
They may have come here because of emotional provocation and the atmosphere, but there wasn't a single wizard who was mentally unstable.
Naturally, they didn't think that having Fudge apologize would be the end of it, and that everyone would go home and wait for the reckoning.
They need a more comprehensive solution that will solve the problem once and for all, and benefit everyone.
"Mr. Dumbledore, Fudge has been doing absolutely nothing and creating a mountain of problems in his two years as Minister for Magic. We can't stand it anymore!"
"Principal, when we were students at school, you told us to do the right thing."
"Professor, look at him! Fudge still doesn't realize he's wrong and is even threatening us!"
Dumbledore spent a century at Hogwarts, where everyone was his student. Some called him Mr., some called him Headmaster, and some called him Professor.
Everyone showed respect for Dumbledore and dissatisfaction with Fudge.
This made Fudge very uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to suppress his previous joy and current dissatisfaction, intending to save them for later.
To his surprise, Dumbledore, holding the little girl's hand, turned and asked him, "Fudge, because of your orders, this little girl's father was arrested and imprisoned in Azkaban without any legal procedures, judgment, or process. The men you sent to carry out this mission even claimed that his daughter was his weakness."
"Is this something the Minister of Magic should do, something he should say?"
Fudge suddenly realized that Dumbledore's face was not kind; it was filled with anger, like muffled thunder under dark clouds.
A powerful energy seemed to radiate from Dumbledore's body, firmly controlling the atmosphere and making Fudge feel suffocated.
But I'm the Minister for Magic! Fudge's anger surged, but his face honestly betrayed his cowardice: "That's probably because—it's a temporary worker! A temporary worker misspoke!"
"Yes! He's a temporary worker!" he affirmed, as if trying to bolster his courage. He pleaded with Dumbledore with pitiful, hopeful eyes, hoping that Dumbledore would accept his explanation, hoping that Dumbledore would let the matter slide and get everything back on track.
Dumbledore laughed in exasperation. He had expected Fudge to make excuses, but he never anticipated that Fudge would bring up the idea of a temporary worker: "A Deputy Minister of Magic is a temporary worker? Regarding your actions, I, in my capacity as the Chief Wizard of Wizengamo, will convene the Wizengamo Conference to discuss and formulate a resolution concerning the Minister of Magic's dereliction of duty."
At the same time, in my capacity as President of the International Federation of Magical Societies, I proposed to the British Ministry of Magic that they elect a new Minister for Magic, and suspend Cornelius Fudge from all his duties in the meantime!
The words struck like a bolt from the blue.
Putting aside Fudge, the wizards who came to offer their advice suddenly realized that the old man in front of them was not just a school principal.
Aside from the least commendable position of Headmaster of Hogwarts, this old gentleman is arguably the highest-ranking and most prestigious person in the entire wizarding world. It can be said that without Dumbledore's participation, the international wizarding organization would be nothing more than a small, insignificant, self-entertaining gathering!
Now that he has spoken, everyone must listen to him, and even the Minister of Magic pales in comparison to his string of titles.
Even though Dumbledore always insisted that he was just an ordinary headmaster, the world did not think so, especially after he revealed his title. They only felt that his old voice was as loud as thunder!
Fudge was already terrified, and only when he heard Dumbledore say that he would temporarily relieve him of his ministerial duties did he jump up and scream, "No, you have no right! No one has authorized you to dismiss a Minister of Magic!"
Dumbledore didn't even need to say anything; the wizards who came to advise him all chimed in: "Choose someone more capable, Fudge step down."
"agree!"
"agree!"
Dumbledore raised his hand in a gesture of restraint, and the room fell silent instantly. He looked at the bewildered Fudge: "Cornell, you also need to apologize to the wizards who have suffered psychological trauma because of your ministerial orders, such as Miss Luna Lovegood!"
At this moment, Kingsley was praising Harry and boosting his confidence, noticing that Harry Potter was a little nervous in this situation.
Many of the wizards in the parade also recognized Harry Potter's iconic lightning bolt scar and vividly remembered the power of that disarming charm.
But in such a grand setting, Luna actually behaved more normally than Harry, whose hands and feet were numb and whose mind was blank. When she saw that the topic had turned to her, she took two strong steps forward and, with a logic that was completely different from her usual erratic and dreamlike speech, clearly said, "The headmaster told me that my father was treated unfairly because of the minister's order."
However, I believe my father was attacked by a group of dark wizards who broke into his home. They disregarded wizarding law and brazenly used family members to threaten and coerce him into submission. I don't believe they were Ministry of Magic employees; they were just a group of dark wizards!
This is slander! Child, you need to think carefully! What should you say and what shouldn't you say! That's what Fudge thought, but he didn't dare to speak.
Larvin stepped forward: "I testify for Miss Luna's words. I happened to meet Umbridge, who was returning from Azkaban, while I was at the Ministry of Magic. She was boasting about her achievement in capturing Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood."
We also need to consult with our Minister Fudge on how to deal with the shop owners in Diagon Alley and shut them up. I suggested she go to Diagon Alley to investigate the actual situation before offering any advice. Don't just make decisions based on gut feeling, ignoring reality, and then walk away after causing harm, without taking any real action.
These words were spoken with great warmth and won unanimous praise from the admonitory wizards.
"Well done!"
"The Ministry of Magic belongs to everyone! We should listen to everyone's opinions!"
Harry Potter also felt that this Senior Sir Ralph was a good official, but unfortunately he was of low status and could only watch as Fudge and Umbridge, representing these people, acted recklessly.
"It really was just an accident! Umbridge made the decision herself, I knew nothing about it!" Fudge blushed, not out of shame, but out of resentment.