Voldemort fell, and Dumbledore got saddled with the job.
The old man himself hadn't wanted it, but the clamor within the Ministry of Magic was too loud to ignore.
"Only Mister Dumbledore can save Britain!"
"Only Mister Dumbledore can set things right!"
"Fudge must step down! Let Mister Dumbledore take charge of the Ministry!"
Ever since Soren had made a name for himself, he had never once been defeated. Whenever he went on a rampage, the Ministry of Magic had been powerless to stop him.
But now, someone had appeared who could stand toe-to-toe with the "Demon Lord."
Albus Dumbledore.
SAVIOR!
"I'm flattered, but Soren is incredibly powerful. Even I would have trouble..."
Amid the chorus of praise, Dumbledore seemed rather humble.
The old man repeatedly stressed that he hadn't driven Soren away; Soren had left of his own accord.
But the Ministry of Magic, which had finally seen a glimmer of hope, wasn't about to concern itself with such details.
It was all thanks to you, sir. You can stop trying to pass the credit elsewhere.
We know you're humble.
There's no point in being quite so modest~
Old Fudge was forced out by furious Ministry employees, and all the Ministry's work was dumped onto Dumbledore without so much as a by-your-leave.
Under normal circumstances, that definitely wouldn't have been allowed.
But the situation was urgent, and there was no time to worry about regulations.
Poor Dumbledore had been press-ganged into service. He'd barely managed to send a letter back to Hogwarts before he was off, sighing as he took charge of the situation.
Of course, the old man refused to acknowledge the title of Acting Minister of Magic.
Two days later, at Hogwarts.
```[It has been reported that Cornelius Fudge refused to fight back when Voldemort launched his