Chapter 419 Fudge's Heart-Pounding Dinner Party

Fudge is in a very good mood now, and happily introduced Anton to the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries.

Regardless of which professor taught Anton, it was just an academic inheritance. On the political level, he was the one who bestowed Anton with the "Order of Merlin First Class".

It was still me who paid a huge price to set up such a big stage for Anton.

Haha, so what about cultivating talents, the one who really shines for talents is myself.

It's me, Fudge.

He has already thought about how to promote it in the bottom of his heart. Anton is a genius that is rare in a thousand years...

Well, it seems that we can’t say the same thing, before there was the Dark Lord, then there were Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and then there was Nicolas Flamel...

Let's just say that he is a rare genius once in a hundred years, but it's a pity that he was a little mischievous. When he met Fudge once, it was such a heartache.

Boy, you are wasting your talent!

That heartbroken.

This is simply the greatest waste in the wizarding world.

I have persuaded and scolded him, but it is useless. I can only take this bad strategy, shut him up in prison, sober up, think carefully about the meaning of his own existence, and what kind of greater dream he should pursue.

If you say that Fudge is talking nonsense, you are basically persecuting geniuses, well, you will also hold this exhibition, and you will use your connections to spare no effort to recommend this kid.

Anyway, that's it, Fudge held on tightly, fearing that Anton would slip away just like that.

Anton shrugged and comforted him with a nonchalant smile, "Your Excellency, we have no conflict of interest, right?"

"Of course." Fudge's eyes lit up.

After a master greeted and left with a smile, Fudge pulled Anton to the corner, his face became serious, "Listen, kid, since you have this talent, don't be fooled by the glitz in front of you, and study hard at school." Learn knowledge. I am a person who has experienced it, and I have suffered from insufficient magic knowledge."

This was an extremely sincere suggestion. Anton looked at Fudge with big pure eyes, and was shocked to find that this guy really regarded himself as an ally.

why?

He obviously only served for those few years?

Have more ambitious ideas? Anton didn't care, he didn't have too much mental obsession with good and evil, and Fudge didn't go beyond the bottom line of his moral cognition. As a long-term ally, it seems that he is not at a disadvantage.

He knows that Fudge intends to use him, but isn't that the essence of cooperation, to use each other and get what they need.

"certainly……"

Fudge smiled and rubbed his hands, "It is important to study with a calm heart, but you also need to go out to see the world occasionally, and it is even more important to have an open mind."

"Don't confine yourself to a small place, it will only narrow your field of vision, you can visit the Ministry of Magic more when you have time."

Anton nodded thoughtfully, "Come out for a walk?"

"Yes!" Fudge laughed loudly, "As the only magic school in the UK, the connection with the Ministry of Magic is beyond your imagination. As the foundation of our Ministry of Magic's talent training, we have great opportunities for extremely outstanding students. A special training mechanism."

He looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "The outstanding student who opened this special channel last time was Dumbledore. He has already become the British youth representative of the Magical Law Enforcement Office of the Wezengamot since he was a student."

"I know that." Anton raised his eyebrows, "Dumbledore has shown it off to me."

(See Chapter 261 for details)

Oh~ Fudge's expression at the moment is wonderful.

Sure enough, sure enough, how could he be the first to dig such a different boy? As the principal of the school, Dumbledore is the one who has the most advantage to dig this gold.

"Now that you have also received the 'Merlin Medal First Class', are you interested in considering which department of the Ministry of Magic to study? Tell me, it's all possible."

Anton's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "It really is."

"Oh, tell me."

"Is the Auror's office okay? I admire Aurors who uphold justice. Even if a newcomer needs to be stationed in Azkaban, he can grit his teeth and persist."

"..."

Fudge looked at Anton with a strange expression, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Please, I help you with good intentions, and I hope you will grow up quickly to help me. What are you doing?

Don't make any more fools.

My little heart can't take it!

Fudge was about to say something, but the Minister of Magic of the United States came over, so he had to put on a fake smile mask again, holding a wine glass, and pulled Anton, as if introducing his own nephew, he enthusiastically pulled Anton to join their social circle .

They had a good time talking, and everyone maintained the basic social etiquette. When talking and laughing, they looked like three long-lost brothers.

But at this moment, an old wizard walked over with a smile.

Swipe, Fudge's face instantly pulled down.

Potion master Ariane Greengrass, the editor-in-chief of "Wizard Weekly", which is full of nonsense content and is full of nonsensical content, is a French and German mixed blood.

The most important thing is that this man was a fanatical believer of Grindelwald when he was young. Now that Nurmengard Castle has been destroyed, no one knows what position this man will take.

The ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries have communicated with each other, and they must be careful and vigilant against these saints of Grindelwald who have climbed to the top of society and have great influence.

Except for the French Minister of Magic.

Because that old fucking guy is also a saint.

Back then, those saints were originally elites in the wizarding society, but now they have become bigwigs in various fields, wielding great influence.

The impact of Grindelwald's departure from Nurmengard Castle on the situation is far more terrifying than most people imagined. The entire wizarding world is almost full of undercurrents.

This is also the reason why Fudge is eager to get out of the cusp this time.

If you are not careful, it will become a powder keg that detonates the situation, and it will be blown to pieces.

People didn't even dare to question Dumbledore, except because of the impact of the exposure of the letters he exchanged with Grindelwald before, the most important reason was that everyone found that Dumbledore seemed to be the only one who could count on now.

Overnight, Dumbledore became the kind of hard persimmon that no one dared to pinch casually.

"Connelly, Alisa, long time no see." The editor-in-chief Greenglass is also nearly a hundred years old, far surpassing the two ministers of magic in terms of seniority and seniority, and is acting extraordinarily casual at the moment.

The energetic old man with a gray beard looked at Anton with a smile, "And you, Anthony, you are fine too."

Fudge laughed warmly, "Master Greengrass, it's a great honor to invite you to this grand event."

As he spoke, he took a brisk step forward and quietly blocked Anton behind him.

"A grand event?"

Editor-in-Chief Greengrass had a surprised expression, "I thought this was a trial meeting, Connelly, you really know how to joke."

Fudge's face pulled down, "I think I've already stated on the invitation that it's a 'New Book Explanation Meeting'."

The Minister of Magic of the United States looked on with a smile, neither speaking nor leaving, and quietly looked at Anton from the corner of his eye.

"That's it..."

"That was my misunderstanding."

Editor-in-Chief Greenglass said with an apologetic smile.

Fudge also laughed, "Hahaha, life is like this sometimes, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved."

"Yes, yes, what a pity..."

"Haha, what a pity?"

"Unfortunately..." Editor-in-Chief Greengrass took out a pair of reading glasses from the pocket of the wizard robe and put them on, then took out a small notebook from the other pocket, and opened it gently.

"Unfortunately, I still want to take this opportunity to ask Anthony..."

"For example, the reporter of our "Wizard Weekly" risked his life as a prisoner to sneak into Azkaban and took the opportunity to interview the imprisoned wizards. Anthony allegedly did terrible things to these wizards?"

"For example, it is said that Anthony conducted experiments in the prison, and even killed a dementor of the Azkaban jailer because of it?"

"Finally I have a question..."

Editor-in-Chief Greengrass looked up from the small notebook and looked at Anton, "What kind of reason made you do terrible research on fellow wizards? Is it to help Muggles become wizards?"

With the words of Editor-in-Chief Greenglass, the huge banquet venue became quieter a little bit.

oh my god.

Every time Editor-in-Chief Greengrass said something, Fudge's heartbeat accelerated a little bit, and he felt a surge of energy and blood rushing straight to his brain, blowing up the whole person in a trance.