"This was a political matter. Barty Crouch was the one who sentenced Sirius Black. If it had been anyone else, I could easily have helped... Mr. Black overturn his conviction. But back then, Barty Crouch was my rival for Minister. He lost."
"So what does that mean?" Harry quietly asked Sirius, who rolled his eyes and looked at Kayson. "So what does that mean?"
Kayson helplessly rolled his eyes at them. You don't even know that? Once Fudge leaves, I'm definitely going to laugh at them for this.
He continued lowering his head and picking at his fingers, but his ears had long since perked up, waiting to hear what Fudge would say.
"So what does that mean?" Ron finally asked bluntly.
"What?" Fudge looked at Ron.
"Why can't you help overturn Sirius's case just because Barty Crouch was the one who judged it?"
"Because I competed against him for Minister before, and he already lost to me once. If I dig up his past mistakes now, people will think I'm petty and relentlessly pursuing him. It would be bad for my reelection," Fudge explained.
At least everyone in the office believed that reason—everyone except Ron, who once again spoke for them all. "But you let Dementors into Hogwarts and even got one of your arms chopped off. With that... you couldn't have been reelected anyway, right?"
Fudge looked awkward. After a long while, he finally said, "Looking at that red hair of yours... you're from the Weasley family? Arthur Weasley's son?"
Ron had just been about to answer when Kayson discreetly kicked him. That finally pulled him out of the mood of chasing Fudge down and hacking at him, reminding him that his dad still worked under the man.
Then inspiration struck him. "I'm from the Delacour family. Rosen