Chapter 432 Fudge, You Are Really Talented

Anton didn't know what the dementor was paying attention to, let alone how it could use an ultra-high-end spell that was close to a combination of 'Tickle Curse' and 'Sunshine Curse'...

But he knows that he doesn't like being controlled by others.

"Cruciate!"

Soul scalpel.

Anton simply and neatly severed himself from the Dementor Nebula. No matter what it is, no matter what its attitude towards him is, from this moment on, it has nothing to do with me.

I love it.

He always remembered what Dumbledore said to himself - what you see is just part of what you can observe, not necessarily the true face of magic.

When Lao Deng said this, Anton was quite convinced.

Everyone has their own direction of expertise, and Dumbledore is best at studying the relationship between wizards and nature.

So, what if this so-called 'blonde young girl' is actually a feedback mechanism for my own touch to the 'underlying magical world'?

The observed phenomenon does not represent everything.

This kind of thing is too advanced and complicated, and it is not suitable for a second-year wizard like himself. Anton decided to stop here and not to get involved in the future.

Stop and stop, and accept the chaos, this is Anton's attitude towards all the world's imposition on himself.

I'm happy, don't care if you hold me in prison, I can enjoy myself too.

I'm not happy anymore, hehe, you just sent it to me...

"For me?"

Anton blinked, and looked at Fudge in a daze.

"Yeah." Fudge's chubby face was full of amiability, pointing to the gray-black robe in the box in Umbridge's hand.

"I know, I know." Fudge approached me and whispered with an expression of 'I've understood', "I know what you studied in Azkaban, and I also know some of the recent Change, the so-called 'blonde teenage girl', and two Death Eaters who died, and even some Death Eater changes..."

He chuckled, and lightly bumped Anton's shoulder with his shoulder, "Hey, kid, it's nothing, I've covered everything for you."

Snapped.

He closed the suitcase as soon as he put it beside Anton, waved his hand, and said very boldly, "If you like to study, then take it to study."

As he spoke, he took another document from Umbridge's hand and shook it, "A special invitation letter from the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures, you will be invited to assist in the research of 'Dementors' in the name of an outstanding young wizard." This dark magic creature."

"You can go to the department's archives to retrieve all non-top-secret materials on Dementors, and there is a research fund of 3,000 Galleons, and there is also a monthly allowance of 10 Galleons for carriage and horses."

Fudge raised his eyebrows with a wretched face, "There is no research deadline specified in the document, that is to say, if there is no request from the Director of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures or the Minister of Magic to stop the research, you can receive a research deadline until the end of the research period." A hundred years old, two hundred years old, who knows."

"The most interesting thing is that because it involves a dangerous group like 'Dementors', your authorization is at the top secret level, and only the Minister of Magic can read it, you understand?"

Anton looked at the fat pig in disbelief, and then at the toad beside him who smiled very kindly, "But...I..."

"I see……"

Hehe, Fudge understood again.

He once again took another document from Umbridge, "I know, the department you like is the Auror Office, take a look, Auror Reserve Special Recruitment Supplementary Record, hehe..."

Fudge stuffed the document into Anton's arms, rubbed his hands, "You like it, take a look, look, I know, you are so happy."

"Anthony Weasley..." Fudge looked extremely serious, "Although we wizards all operate under the leadership of the International Federation of Wizards, the Ministry of Magic of each country competes with each other, and we must always maintain our own advantage, and there is no room for any relaxation of vigilance.”

He stood up, raised his head, puffed his chest, and became more excited and impassioned as he spoke, "In today's fierce international competition, our Ministry of Magic must do our best to cultivate every talent and give them a chance to grow. Instead of aimlessly waiting for the training of the magic school."

"You are an excellent young wizard. You must understand the difficulties of the Ministry of Magic. You should contribute a little bit to the Ministry of Magic. Even if you sacrifice a little personal time, this is necessary. Everyone will be honored for you."

Anton smacked his lips, looked at the two documents in his hand, looked at the suitcase beside him, and murmured, "Well, honor..."

"Haha." Fudge patted Anton on the shoulder, "Good awareness!"

"..."

Anton was silent for a while, gently put the two documents on the suitcase, pushed them lightly, and pushed them in front of Fudge.

"You know, I'm not a greedy person."

"I know!"

Fudge laughed loudly, with an appearance of "I've seen through you a long time ago", smiled and nodded Anton with his finger, pointed his head over and whispered, "Don't worry, don't worry."

The corners of Anton's eyes twitched, "What am I worried about?"

Fudge patted his thigh lightly, "Of course it's Lupine, how could I forget it, I always remember it, your conditions, you can rest assured that I will handle things."

He gently pushed the suitcase together with the documents, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Now is just a good time, I have asked Lucius to contact a few people to help recommend, Lupine will be a magician after a while Director of the Werewolf Office of the Division of Bioregulatory Control."

"Lupine is now lobbying the International Federation of Wizards, wanting a werewolf treatment subsidy, without an official name."

Fudge winked, "With the support of Dumbledore, the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards, the strong support of the British Ministry of Magic, and the promotion of "Prophet Today", believe me, this matter is not very difficult. It just takes a little time."

"And guess what?"

Anton stared at him blankly, "What's the matter?"

Snapped.

Fudge patted his thigh again, "Everything is a matter of course. Lupine, who has made such excellent results, has shown abilities far beyond ordinary people, and has shown such broad-minded concern for werewolves, a vulnerable group. Such a person Why can't you be the director of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures?"

"Just ask why?"

"I, the Minister of Magic, will be heartbroken if such an outstanding talent is not the director. I am the first one to disagree!"

He chuckled, "I calculated the time. After Lupine ends his tenure as a professor at Hogwarts at the end of this year, he will be able to seamlessly report to the Ministry of Magic as Director."

show~

You are so handsome~

What a talent, Fudge, you motherfucker!

Anton was stunned by this operation.

He pursed his lips and looked at Fudge, "So, what's the price?"

"No, no, no!" Fudge shook his radish-thick fingers with a heartbroken expression, "How can you treat all of this as a deal? Machiavellian deals are the most shameful thing."

"As I said before, you are an excellent talent, Anton. I hope to have more exchanges, more cooperation, and more possibilities with you on behalf of the Ministry of Magic."

"You are still young, and for a Minister of Magic, I am also young, understand?" Fudge smiled and looked like an 'Afu', "We still have a long life, I hope this cooperation is The long-term is full of wonderful things, and this is just the beginning.”

I am a little boy.

Anton looked at Fudge in amazement, no wonder Dumbledore was willing to cooperate with this person, getting along with this guy really felt like a spring breeze.

If Barty Crouch of the Department of International Magical Affairs is to be the Minister of Magic, it is estimated that Dumbledore will have more headaches.

The only problem is that it's a bit too ambitious.

But for politicians, maybe it is the biggest advantage?

Anton didn't understand this very well, but he knew that it might not be bad to cooperate with Fudge.

More cooperation, huh, huh, referring to the next performance of Grindelwald and the Saints, or the performance of Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

Oh, it seems that Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix are not a positive position for the Ministry of Magic either.

Anton raised his eyebrows, thinking about it felt very exciting.

fun.

Sighing, he could only reluctantly accept the suitcase and documents in front of him.

"When do I report to the Auror office?"

Fudge also smiled, and patted Anton's shoulder cheerfully, looking very relieved, "Today is Saturday, your school is on holiday, are you interested in visiting the Ministry of Magic with me?"

Anton froze for a moment, "But I promised to give a lesson to my classmates."

"???" Fudge was stunned for a moment, "Lessons for classmates?"

"yes."

"It's really interesting, that's great." Fudge patted his thigh again, "Then let the Aurors come over and listen together."

"!!!" Anton leaned back, "Is this appropriate?"

"Hahaha……"

Fudge smiled, his face turned cold, and he squinted his eyes, "They have to listen to what I say, and I want to see how much I, the Minister of Magic, can command the Aurors."