It's a brand new week, and public opinion on whether Voldemort will return has become polarized.
Traditional print media relentlessly smeared Dumbledore, trying to prove his claims unreliable by discrediting his character.
What's the difference between an old man who claims his wand glows and Muggle homeless man holding a sign that says the end of the world is coming?
This article, personally reviewed by Fudge, focuses on Dumbledore's "strange" behavior in recent years.
Allowing dark wizards to become professors, hiring useless con artists, tolerating Werewolf, and letting former Death Eaters run rampant...
Even without being named, it's not hard to guess the true identities of these people.
On the Dubidubi Video Platform, users spontaneously uploaded a large number of videos criticizing the Ministry of Magic.
The first two, Quirinus Quirrell and Gilderoy Lockhart, who were the easiest to guess, did indeed have major problems. Dumbledore was wrong in judging people, but ultimately the responsibility lies with the Ministry of Magic.
Not only are they unwilling to take responsibility, but they even actively shirk their duties, which is utterly shameless.
Public opinion continued to veer towards extremes, and the conflicts among wizards were no longer limited to brawls.
In just one week, there were a total of 73 cases of wand fighting, which has already exceeded last year's monthly average.
If you had to describe the current state of the British Wizarding World in one word, it would be chaos.
The reason this situation developed was that the wizards who believed in Voldemort's return and those who did not were evenly matched. The Ministry of Magic made several unsuccessful attempts to suppress him by force, and in the end, it had no choice but to put out fires everywhere.
Following Sirius Black and Lucius's second conflict, Fudge, in an effort to completely dismantle Dumbledore's image, decided to give a public speech at 10 a. m. on July 14.
The location is the newly built Golden Hall on the first basement floor of the Ministry of Magic, a venue specifically for public speeches.
The entire Golden Hall was magnificent, with walls made of gold bricks. It didn't look like it was gilded; it must have used a large amount of gold confiscated from the Goblins Hall.
At 10 a. m., Fudge, dressed in a dark suit, walked into the hall.
He sadly removed his felt hat in front of the live broadcast camera and said, "Welcome, fellow journalists. I am Cornelius Oswald Fudge, the current Minister of British Ministry of Magic."
The Golden Hall erupted in applause, and the Ministry of Magic staff and specially invited reporters all stared intently at Fudge on the stage.
"Today—" He choked up, reaching into his pocket to take out a handkerchief to wipe his red eyes.
After calming down, he suddenly clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the podium. "Today, I am forced to sever the lofty beliefs in the hearts of countless wizards with my own hands. This is more painful than being kissed by Dementors!"
Fudge glanced sideways at the golden chandelier that had been moved from the Goblins Hall to the ceiling intact, and his shoulders trembled violently, as if he was trying to hold back a sob.
The opening was so emotional that Vincent was watching the live stream at home with his parents, couldn't help but shiver.
"Albus Dumbledore a mentor and a friend to me. He taught me a lot when I was young, and these teachings played a crucial role in my campaign for Minister for Magic."
Fudge sighed softly, his sorrowful eyes refocusing on the live broadcast camera. "Albus Dumbledore is my mentor in life. Without him, I wouldn't be where I am today. His noble character and pragmatic approach often move and inspire me. I silently take him as my role model. Over the years, I have drawn strength from him to move forward."
With a loud thud, he slammed his fist down on the podium again, his face filled with deep disappointment. "But all this beauty is shattered. I can't believe that Albus Dumbledore's true colors are so terrifying."
He screamed, "Albus Dumbledore! He's a hypocritical tyrant! He's a power-hungry maniac! He's a master manipulator!"
The entire Golden Hall fell silent instantly, and the wizards watching the live stream were stunned with fear.
Fudge, his expression agitated, ripped at his bow tie. "I've been to his office at Hogwarts many times, and I swear to Merlin, the silverware in his office is more than the Ministry of Magic's treasury!"
Those strange little gadgets? Even if a small portion contains Mithril, it couldn't possibly be more than the Ministry of Magic's treasury, could it?
Oh, by the way, the Ministry of Ministry of Magic's vault doesn't have any silverware. It's either Gold Galleons given by Pure-blood gentlemen or gold confiscated from the Goblins Hall.
Fudge's shameless behavior once again changed the Wayne family's perception of politicians.
It wasn't just their family; anyone who knew even a little bit of the truth couldn't help but curse them out.
But this was just the beginning. Fudge, his face full of indignation, took a piece of parchment from the inside pocket of his suit and held it high.
"This is Harry Potter's statement. He claims that he witnessed Voldemort's resurrection ritual, the one that was supposedly not filmed or faked!"
The live stream focused on the parchment, revealing Harry's full statement.
Fudge slammed the parchment on the podium. "This is utterly absurd! I've never heard of any ritual that can bring someone back from the dead. Albus Dumbledore actually had a child tell such a colossal lie!"
The ritual of resurrection does not exist, but Voldemort was not dead at all. The ritual that night was just to restore his body. This is obviously a deliberate attempt to mislead, and even takes Harry's testimony out of context.
"Poor the Chosen One, Harry is just a child. How could Dumbledore bear to use him?"
Harry, living at the Dursleys at 4 Privet Drive in Little Whinging, Surrey, was dumbfounded.
He remembered that when he went to the Ministry of Magic to give his statement, he never used the word "resurrection," and he only admitted that the live broadcast was conducted through his Magical Communicator, but did not admit that Dumbledore taught him to say it.
The entire statement contained many things he hadn't said, and many key parts were altered.
"Not only Harry, Albus Dumbledore also manipulated Vincent Wayne!"
Fudge wiped his red eyes with a pained expression. "Vincent is a model student at Hogwarts, and this hypocritical tyrant is using his grades to blackmail him into doing everything he can to restore the live broadcast that night!"
The Wayne family stared at each other blankly.
Given Vincent's temperament, not even Dumbledore, let alone Merlin, could easily coerce him.
And it's based on academic performance?
Even Draco, who disliked him intensely, thought it was all nonsense.
Fred and George, the Burrow south of Autry-Saint- St. Catchpole, laughed so hard they cried.
Fudge in the Golden Hall knew this was ridiculous, so he reached behind the podium, out of the camera's view, and gave himself a hard slap on the thigh.
"Ah—" he cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face. "Harry Vincent are still just children! Albus Dumbledore has no heart. He is not qualified to continue as the headmaster of Hogwarts!"