What would happen if you dragged a coward out of his comfort zone and forced him to face the brutal truth?
Just look at Fudge.
His face was red, and he radiated a furious air. His eyes swept over everyone around him, searching for anything he could find fault with.
Oh, running Gorgons, this was a complete mess.
Fudge shoved open the office door and stormed out of Madam Bones's office, where he ran straight into Scrimgeour. Scrimgeour cast a spell to block out the surroundings, grabbed Fudge, and quickly reported the situation to him.
At first, Fudge had been able to keep his emotions in check. "That Hit Wizard is talking nonsense." But now, everything changed when he heard the news from Scrimgeour.
Had the Ministry's upper and lower ranks joined forces to deceive him?
Did they take him, Fudge, for a fool?
The news Scrimgeour brought him was like oil on a fire, igniting Fudge's fury completely. With a loud BOOM, his temper exploded.
The Ministry employees witnessed a remarkable sight.
Fudge lashed out at the entire Ministry, spittle flying as he ranted.
The spell quietly vanished, and everyone heard him.
He cursed out every single rank-and-file Ministry employee who was doing the work!
He had completely lost control!
The situation spiraled out of hand.
Arthur Weasley, who had been wandering around, watched it all in stunned amazement. He nudged Kingsley beside him with his elbow, his face alight with gossip.
In his dull career, one of the few moments of entertainment had finally arrived.
With a solemn expression and a flippant tone, he said, "Look, just look. Our Minister's angry. Good heavens, his face is so red.
"Do you think it'll explode next?"
Arthur teased him, clearly not afraid of the Minister's temper in the slightest.
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