"And He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named doesn't seem to have caused much harm right now, does he? Mainly because..." Cornelius Fudge glanced at Dumbledore.
"Headmaster Dumbledore stepped in and stopped those atrocities of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's in advance. Even if he was like that more than ten years ago, who can guarantee..."
"That He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, more than ten years later, will still be so... mm... insane? Think about the ideas he's put forward. They're very different from those of more than ten years ago."
Cornelius Fudge said everything he had been holding back. Right now, he was still the Minister of Magic, so naturally he would be the one to liaise with the other Ministers of Magic;
Taking a hard line to make their stance clear... he truly did not want to do that sort of thankless task;
Voldemort could do nothing about Dumbledore... and Vizet Lovegood, but what if Voldemort went after other people?
Perhaps Amelia Bones, Rufus Scrimgeour, and Old Barty Crouch could hold out for a while, but he had no way to deal with Voldemort!
Forget holding out for a while—whenever he thought of Voldemort's snakelike face, he instinctively felt afraid...
If he acted tough, and then the other Ministers of Magic refused to cooperate, Voldemort would inevitably turn his fury on him. That was an easy thing to figure out;
He could even imagine Voldemort's inner thoughts: I can't deal with Dumbledore and Vizet, but surely I can deal with you?
At that thought, Cornelius Fudge hurriedly added, "Anyway, if I were them..."
"Before I truly experienced Voldemort's destructive power, I definitely wouldn't take the initiative to cooperate. That would be a completely thankless act."
While Cornelius Fudge's thoughts churned fiercely, Dumbledore let out a long sigh and took a few Lemon Sherbets from his pocket.
Dumbledore offered the Lemon Sherbets to