While Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort were engaged in an unprecedented duel, the head of the Ministry of Magic, Connelly Foggy, accompanied by Lunn Harris, shuttled through the audience and visited the injured Magi.
Foggy felt his cheeks hurting from the pulling. He felt as though he had been tricked by Harris. What about him bringing them infinite warmth when they needed comfort the most? What about him representing the Ministry of Magic as the head of the Ministry of Magic and receiving their gratitude and support!
It wasn't what he had imagined at all. The family members finally found a way to vent. They either pleaded or threatened the Ministry of Magic to announce the truth and severely punish the troublemakers. In order to appease these people, Foggy's bald forehead was covered in sweat.
"Head, wipe your sweat. The weather is a little stuffy." Lucius Malfoy, who was beside him, thoughtfully took out a handkerchief and handed it to Foggy, who wiped his forehead.
"Mr. Malfoy, the Ministry of Magic will give you a reply as soon as possible regarding the application you submitted last time." Foggy raised his chin, his voice full of goodwill.
"That's great, Sir Head." Lucius bowed slightly with a smile in his eyes.
However, that smile wasn't sincere. It was just a polite smile that a pure-blooded Magus had practiced countless times.
In fact, Lucius didn't feel any joy in his heart. Instead, he was deeply worried and fearful.
His former master had caused such a huge commotion, and not only was he unaware of it, he wasn't even summoned by his former master. Moreover, he hadn't received any information beforehand, so he wasn't able to give any warning to the Harris Family. Did The Dark Lord and Harris suspect the loyalty of the Malfoy Family? Would they make a move against the Malfoy Family?
At this thought, Lucius looked worriedly at his son, Draco, who was helping to treat the injured not far away. He felt both gratified and fearful. Draco's performance just now was remarkable even in the so-called Allen Harris training class. He was completely different from the mischievous troublemaker last year. At the very least, this year's Draco had improved by leaps and bounds, far surpassing his peers. However, he had clearly told him to be careful at times like this and not blindly do such things. However, he had completely forgotten after that damned mud-spawned girl's order. She was a mud-spawned!
"Please don't worry, everyone. Our Ministry of Magic will definitely punish the culprits. Everyone who planned and participated in this attack will receive the most severe punishment. In fact, based on the situation at the scene, we have already caught all these thugs in one fell swoop!" Foggy promised righteously. He turned around and praised the elite Magi of the training class who were helping to treat the injured, "I saw your performance just now. Excellent Super Steel Charms. Once you graduate, the Ministry of Magic will welcome you to join us. "
"Especially you, Miss Hermione Granger." Foggy looked pleased with himself. He was very satisfied with his memory, "Even if you're from Muggle, you can still do so well. You were the one who organized everyone's defense just now, right?"
Although it was a compliment, this kind of implicit discrimination existed among pure-blooded Magi in the magic world. Hermione could only nod with a stiff smile as an acknowledgment.
At this moment, Foggy, who had inadvertently caught a glimpse of the referee's seat, froze. He saw Albert leading a group of Aura in uniform to the referee's seat.
Gradually, order was restored in the arena. Crouch stood on the stairs of the spectator stand. His expression was more serious than ever, and there was not a trace of light on his withered face. Like the adult adepts who were not injured, he was kneeling on one knee on the ground under the command of Madam Pomfrey, treating the adepts who were injured in the chaos.
At this moment, the sound of hurried leather boots stomping on the ground was heard. Everyone looked towards the direction of the sound in horror. Albert brought a few Aura with him and walked straight towards Barty Hill. Crouch.
Albert habitually stopped behind Mr. Crouch and raised his hand to signal his men to stop their violent actions.
"Director Crouch, please forgive us. We have captured the mastermind of this attack, and he used the compound potion to transform into Alastor Moody, Barty Crouch Jr., who is also your son. According to the preliminary information we obtained from his mind, he successfully escaped from prison with the help of you and your deceased wife. In order to prevent him from being discovered by outsiders, you even illegally used a powerful amnesia spell on our Ministry of Magic's own colleague, Bertha Jorkins, causing her to have irreversible amnesia. Finally, because of your relationship with him and the role you played in the competition, we also suspect that you are related to some of the 'accidents' that happened in the competition and this attack. Now, you need to return to the Ministry of Magic with us to cooperate with the investigation. "
As usual, Albert lowered his voice when speaking to Crouch, but the magic wand in his hand was proof of his master's caution.
Crouch just continued to focus on casting healing spells on the injured without saying a word. After the treatment was completed, Barty Crouch stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his knees, slowly tidied his magic robe, and finally adjusted his hat before turning to Albert and saying in a deep voice, "Lead the way!"
From afar, Foggy saw Crouch being escorted away by the Aura led by Albert. He could no longer maintain the smile on his face and said to Lunn gloomily, "Owen planned this, right? What is he trying to do?"
Without waiting for Lunn to explain, he angrily flung his robe and quickly left.
Foggy had been brewing his anger all the way. As soon as he returned to the Ministry of Magic, he was invited by Mr. Harris, who had just released the order to lift the blockade, to his own office for a face-to-face meeting.
After learning that not only Crouch, but all of Crouch's power in the Ministry of Magic had been swallowed up and replaced by Owen Harris, Foggy could no longer hold it in. He stood up and slammed a thick journal with a human face on the spine on the table in front of his subordinate who had always been respectful to him.
"Owen Harris! Do you still have me, the director of the Ministry of Magic, in your eyes? " Fudge's voice drowned out the pained groan of the face on the spine of the book as it was awakened by the fall.
"Director, getting rid of Barty Crouch is good for both you and me." Mr. Harris calmly sat in the seat he usually sat in when discussing matters with Foggy. "You've been at odds with him for a long time, haven't you?"
"Don't give me that. You and I both know that he's no longer qualified to be the director of the Ministry of Magic!" Foggy angrily slammed his fist on the table.
"Do you know that your close 'friend' Dumbledore is one of the masterminds in tonight's operation, at least in the first half? Although Aura, who participated in the operation, thought that she was going to deal with his remnants — some Death Eaters, Dumbledore told me that the mysterious man is back. "Mr. Harris gently tapped his finger on the table.
Foggy's body stiffened. The news that the mysterious man might be back made his straightened body wilt again due to anger. He kept muttering, "This can't be true. This can't be. The mysterious man is dead …"
"Whether it's true or not, I think he'll take the initiative to contact you soon, director. According to the current situation, when our Aura was preparing to go to the scene to cooperate with the operation, she found that the place had been cast with a spell that prohibits phantom transference, like Hogwarts, after Harry Potter and Dumbledore went there.
Although we just received news that they have returned safely to the arena, we have no way of confirming what exactly happened. However, Connelly, as a friend, I have to remind you that regardless of whether Dumbledore's news of The Dark Lord's return is true or not, if he's really back, then the public will definitely be more willing to see Dumbledore become the leader to fight against the Dark Lord. After all, he's the greatest light wizard in the world right now, isn't he? On the other hand, if he's not back, then why would Dumbledore tell us this? Connelly, regardless of whether The Dark Lord is really back or not, you should consider your position carefully.
"Also, you have to know that I found out that Moody was impersonated by Dumbledore Crouch Jr. when the Hogwarts semester started. I wanted to arrest him at that time, but Dumbledore stopped Family Harris. It was his suggestion that made us wait until now to take action. Who knows what he's planning by prolonging the time for so long? However, it does give me a good opportunity to expand the results of the battle. "
Mr Harris' words made Foggy fall into silence. Seeing that Foggy didn't say a word, Mr Harris continued to bewitch him, "Of course, the reason I'm working with him on this is to ensure that I can naturally become the head of the Ministry of Magic in the future. However, I'm different from you and Dumbledore …"
Mr Harris' words made the frightened Foggy raise his head in confusion. Seeing Foggy's blank expression, Mr Harris couldn't help but shake his head and continue, "In this aspect, my interests are aligned with yours. Similarly, I don't wish for Dumbledore to walk to the front and live in his shadow. In the future, you'll have to ask for the opinion of a headmaster for everything you do. “
"Connelly, I'm much younger than both of you. I can totally wait for you to retire before taking over the position of minister. Judging from the current situation of you and Dumbledore, you don't have much time left in your political life. If you want to realize your plans and maintain your power, you have to fight for it. My gains today are enough to ensure this. Besides, you're different from Crouch. You didn't make any mistakes. You're still the most powerful person in the Ministry of Magic. My fight with you will only cause the Ministry of Magic to begin to split. Not only will my chances of winning be slim, but it will also easily give an opportunity to outsiders. "
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