Cornelius, Don't Let the You Who Made the Decision Regret It!

This night seemed particularly unsettling.

As Snape left the Headmaster's Office, the flames in the fireplace danced wildly, gradually turning a vibrant green.

Cornelius Fudge's face appeared in the flames, and even the emerald green light could not hide the sweat on his forehead and his slightly haggard face.

"Ha..." He had just opened his mouth when he yawned and began to cough violently.

His face disappeared into the flames, only to reappear a while later, his forehead beaded with even finer sweat. "Headmaster Dumbledore, how is the situation at Hogwarts Castle?"

"I sent men to search Hogsmeade ... but they didn't find any suspicious people there. What did Sirius Black get from the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? How come there's absolutely no trace of him?"

Dumbledore replied, "There's no trace of him here either. Sirius Black has already left."

"It's so late..." Cornelius Fudge glanced to the side, "Maybe those professors... or something else, don't have that much energy. Perhaps we could..."

"Minister Fudge, that kind of thing cannot be brought into the school." Dumbledore's expression was much more serious than before. "We seem to have discussed this matter many times."

"But the situation is different..." Cornelius Fudge wiped the sweat from his brow. "Think about it... if those students had come back earlier..."

"If they were to run into Sirius Black... Sirius Black... a madman fugitive! I don't even want to think about what he might do..."

Dumbledore asked, "Can you imagine what Dementor would do if they entered Hogwarts and saw so many students?"

"I..." Cornelius Fudge blinked, "At least they'll obey the Ministry of Ministry of Magic, unlike Sirius Black, who's a staunch supporter of the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

"Can they really obey orders?" Dumbledore asked again. "Minister Fudge, could you answer a question that puzzles me..."

"Why did they suddenly attack on the Hogwarts Express that day? You haven't seemed to give anyone an answer about this."

Cornelius Fudge opened his mouth, unsure how to respond.

Perhaps because of what happened at the end of last school year, his relationship with Dumbledore is now very strained, Dumbledore's attitude towards him seems to be getting tougher and tougher.

Especially regarding the Dementor and Sirius Black, Dumbledore's attitude was completely unyielding.

Cornelius Fudge believed that Sirius Black had infiltrated the castle and caused some damage, the Dementor should be allowed into Hogwarts to protect Harry Potter.

The Dementor ' previous loss of control was nothing more than an accident; accidents always happen, and mistakes are inevitable...

Why is Dumbledore fixated on this? Why does he like to get stuck on things? Why can't he be more open-minded?

"Minister Fudge, perhaps we can start with ourselves..." Dumbledore interrupted Cornelius Fudge's thoughts, "For example, by keeping a Dementor nearby."

"The period doesn't need to be too long... just until the end of the Christmas holidays, without using any protective measures, let the Dementor accompany us while we work and study."

Cornelius Fudge's eyes widened, seemingly not having heard Dumbledore's words clearly. "What?"

"Send two Dementor, one to follow you...and one to follow me..." Dumbledore explained calmly, "Until the Christmas holidays are over. What do you think of this suggestion?"

"Your current idea is to let Dementor into Hogwarts Castle and turn it into a second Azkaban. Since that's the case, then lead by example and experience it for yourself!"

"The timeframe isn't actually very long, just about half a year. Also, Minister Fudge... please consider this other matter carefully: will those parents support you in doing this?"

Having said all that, Cornelius Fudge knew very well that he and Dumbledore had once again disagreed.

Just as he was about to leave the fireplace, Dumbledore spoke again, his tone much gentler than before, "Cornelius..."

"I would feel uneasy about something like this too. That's why Dementor can't enter schools... This unease shouldn't spread and affect the students as well."

"Cornelius ... Every decision we make has the potential to have irreversible consequences, so we need to think further ahead and not let ourselves regret the decisions we make."

"Of course..." Cornelius Fudge forced a stiff smile. "I've always done it this way! Starting today, we will patrol the area around Hogwarts more frequently."

"Since there were no casualties, let's keep this a secret for now. Otherwise, if they want me to provide a solution, I might still have to resort to Dementor."

"You should know, right? The Ministry of Magic needs to prepare the venue for next year's Quidditch World Cup Final, which requires a large number of Ministry of Magic staff. Security there is also very important, so it can't be delayed."

Dumbledore did not respond, but gave Cornelius Fudge a deep look.

Cornelius Fudge's lips twitched. He took two steps back and returned to his office, where the fireplace flames turned red again.

"What do you mean by 'not letting yourself regret it'?" His expression was extremely strange. "And long-term considerations..."

"How many complaint letters do I receive every day? If this continues, I'm not even sure if I can keep my position, let alone go far!"

He recalled the look in Dumbledore's eyes, which seemed to contain deep disappointment, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"If we just put the Dementor in the castle, many things would be solved... and then we could just plan the travel route. It's such a simple method, isn't it? Couldn't he have thought of that?"

"Completely refusing to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic, yet they put on such Crown!" he thought bitterly, feeling his mind becoming clearer.

After venting his frustration with a few more curses, he let out a long sigh. "At least this time we managed to keep it a secret... What should we do next?"

He recalled the words he had uttered before leaving the fireplace, "It seems this is indeed the only way... to have the Dementor patrol even more frequently..."

Following this idea, he summoned a Ministry of Magic employee via paper airplane and explained his next move.

The Ministry of Magic staff member looked rather grim. "Is this really alright? Because of those previous restrictions, the Auror have already reported to us that the Dementor seem to be getting increasingly agitated..."

Cornelius Fudge raised an eyebrow. "Just use the Patronus Charm. I've already sent more men; surely that's enough to deal with them?"

"Alright!" The Ministry of Magic employee nodded, only managing a reluctant snort...