However, Fudge still appeared in the office at the appointed time.
The Prime Minister noticed that compared to the last time he had seen Fudge, Fudge now looked even more bedraggled. He had lost a great deal of weight, and his face was haggard.
He could not help feeling a little sympathy for the Minister of Magic, but he still said with some annoyance, "What is it this time? We have plenty going on here too..."
"That is what I came to talk about. The collapsed bridge, the hurricane... they were all done by the Dark Lord. He's back!"
Fudge slumped into a chair and gave a bitter smile. The Prime Minister sat up straight in horror.
"You're joking... Didn't you say he was dead?"
"I wish I were joking, but Dumbledore says he's back... and so many people saw him... I saw it with my own eyes. I don't know how he came back. He was clearly dead..."
Fudge said bitterly.
"Then catch him! Catch him! Don't you have a prison called Azkaban?
You can't let him wreak havoc in the ordinary world. Do you know how many letters of complaint I've received?"
"You think I haven't sent people after him?
Every Auror in the Ministry is hunting him now, but we've found nothing. Our own people, on the other hand, have suffered countless casualties!
I wrote to Dumbledore, but Dumbledore simply ignored me.
I wanted those two boys to help me, but one has vanished without a trace, and the other... forget it!"
Fudge said dejectedly.
"So what you mean is, that Dark Lord has returned, and he's with that... Black, was that his name?"
"Yes, that's his name, but he's actually a good man.
He took part in the fight against the Dark Lord back then... Someone