Backing Fudge for Minister

"Where did you catch this guy?" Lester pointed to the unconscious Fudge.

Sang Biao pondered for a moment, "This was caught by Brian outside the Flint family's secret passage."

Behind him, Brian glanced gratefully at Sang Biao, stepped forward, and said respectfully:

"Lord Lai, this man was with old Flint at the time, and there were several Auror guards around him."

As he spoke, Brian pulled out a small notebook.

It had a large headshot of Fudge on it, along with Fudge's job title.

'Head of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters'

That's right, the unconscious Fudge in front of us is the future Minister for Magic from Harry Potter.

Lester felt a surge of excitement; this kid was destined to be a real big shot in the future.

If I can secretly support him and he comes to power, Fudge will become the protector of my Azkaban Interest Group!

"A Biao, were your identities discovered during the operation?" Lester asked, still worried.

Sang Biao patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, Lord Lai, we'll all follow your instructions and use the Hogwarts professor's name as our code name."

He, Scarface, codename Snape.

He, Victor, codename Sprout

He, Brian, codename Madam Hooch

He, Leona, codenamed Mad-Eye Moody

He, Ziggs, codenamed Flitwick.

As for me, Sang Biao chuckled, put on a wig, and said in a high-pitched voice, "I am McGonagall, the Vice-Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

"When we address you, we always call you Professor Dumbledore!"

Brian added, "And Fudge seems to be convinced of this, believing that Dumbledore seems to be plotting something!"

Upon hearing this, Lester nodded in satisfaction and said calmly, "Very good. These Pure-blood families members will remain in Azkaban for labor reform."

"As for Fudge, he's very politically astute, and I've decided to support him in becoming Minister for Ministry of Magic."

"Once he wakes up, you two work together with Hafiz to put on a show that makes Fudge trust Hafiz and genuinely believe Dumbledore is plotting something."

Voldemort Dumbledore, the two leaders of the greatest forces, were each other's enemies, for better or for worse.

His goal was to rule the world, so he needed a stronghold, which was the British Wizarding World.

The headquarters must be kept in perfect condition, otherwise, if we were to invade the French Wizarding World later...

Back home, Headmaster Dumbledore, that great philanthropist, couldn't stand it anymore and started a rebellion in the rear. Wouldn't that mean certain death?

Therefore, Lester's current strategy is to not favor either side; he'll betray both Dumbledore and Voldemort!

He aims to achieve absolute dominance in the entire Wizarding World.

In a dark room.

Fudge felt as if his head had been pierced by tens of thousands of needles, the pain so intense it felt like it was going to explode.

"I remember I was making a deal with the head of the Flint family, how did I end up here?"

Fudge clutched his head in pain, trying to figure out what had happened.

As Fudge slowly recalled the events, his eyes filled with terror.

He remembered that he had been ambushed by Dumbledore of the Order of the Phoenix in Flint's old mansion!

"Headmaster Dumbledore, are you outside?" Fudge didn't dare open the door, only dared to call out through the wooden door.

"Principal, it's me, Fudge, your student from back then!"

"Headmaster Sprout, are you outside? I'm Fudge from Hufflepuff House, you even taught me Herbology!"

Fudge was still shaken by the lack of response and hesitated whether to open the door and go out to check.

Just then, the sound of fierce fighting came from outside the door.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!!!"

"Disarming Charm!!!"

"Thunderous Blast!!!"

The sound of the spell cutting through the air and the booming sound of the Blasting Curse startled Fudge so much that he fell to the ground with a thud.

Suddenly, Fudge's eyes lit up; someone had come to rescue him.

Fudge pressed his ear to the wall, listening intently to the battle outside.

"Damn it, who are you guys? Why are you kidnapping officials from the Ministry of Magic?!"

"The one who will kill you!... Sectumsempra!"

Inside the room, Fudge swallowed hard.

"The Sectumsempra," isn't that Snape's invention, his own unique spell?

He had previously held onto a sliver of hope, but now he was certain that it was Dumbledore, that old devil, who had sent people to kidnap him.

"Besides Dumbledore, no one can command Snape, the Potions Master," Fudge said grimly. "No Auror in the Ministry of Magic is a match for Snape; there's no way I can be saved."

Fudge continued eavesdropping.

"What?! You damned Goblin, you actually dared to participate in the kidnapping of Ministry of Magic officials!"

"Goblin Nima, Thunderous Blast!"

Fudge: "..."

"Goblin? This must be Professor Flitwick, who has half -Goblin blood. The familiar Blasting Curse..."

That's it, Snape Flitwick, those two big shots are working together, and Dumbledore is behind them.

Even if you called up all the wizards in the Ministry of Magic, they still wouldn't be enough to defeat the three of them.

Not to mention, there are quite a few of Dumbledore's people in the Ministry of Magic.

Just as Fudge despair and preparing to abandon them and go to Dumbledore, an arrogant voice came from outside.

"Damn rats, you have no right to lay a finger on officials of the Ministry of Magic!"

His voice was incredibly arrogant, and his tone was filled with boundless confidence, clearly showing that he didn't take Snape and Flitwick seriously.

"End this, you ants, World-Destroying!!!"

"Ah!!! Retreat quickly!!!"

"It's Hafiz, the Hafiz who defeated Sang Biao!"

"Go and call the principal! Go and call the principal right now!"

"Hafiz!!!" Fudge's eyes lit up. How could he have forgotten this big shot!

As expected, Hafiz did not disappoint Fudge.

A few minutes later, Fudge's door was kicked open, and Hafiz led a group of Auror in.

"Where is Mr. Fudge?!" Hafiz, who was practically blind, roared, "Mr. Fudge, we've come to rescue you!"

Although he was standing right in front of Hafiz, Hafiz couldn't see his actions and he was speechless.

But Fudge was still very moved; this was truly a loyal servant of the Ministry of Magic.

"Hafiz, I'm here!" Fudge ran over eagerly.

"Thanks to you, otherwise I'd probably be in Elphias Doge today. Dumbledore's men are just too ruthless!"

Hafiz, feigning ignorance, asked, "Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Fudge gritted his teeth at the mere mention of Dumbledore's name, and glanced at the Auror behind Hafiz.

One had Scarface on his face, another held a flying broom, and the third looked respectable but wore glasses.

Only two of them, dressed in Auror attire, seemed somewhat normal, but they still occasionally let out a strange laugh.

"Don't worry, sir, these are all trustworthy people on our side!" Hafiz assured him.

Fudge hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth.

Having learned Dumbledore's secret, he needed to find a powerful force to protect him.

Hafiz's Azkaban forces would be a good choice.

"Hafiz, you don't know, Dumbledore has a conspiracy..." Fudge began, tears streaming down his face, as he recounted his tragic experiences.