Silence.
Fudge's Adam's apple bobbed. He could almost see the headline of that article-"Fudge the Peacemaker: The Dawn of an Era"!
All his earlier hesitation over Scrimgeour's report, all his worries about the risks of a werewolf gathering, vanished in an instant before the immense temptation of "Cover Person of the Year," radiant with endless glory.
Not only did he not refuse, he slammed a hand on the desk, his tone decisive enough to settle the final plan, making the idea sound as though he had come up with it himself...
He said excitedly:
"Professor Holmes! Your reminder couldn't have come at a better time!"
"This isn't just a party! It's a political statement! A perfect opportunity to show the whole world the progressive face of our United Kingdom wizarding world!"
Fudge's voice trembled, not from fear, but from exhilaration.
"Approve it? No!"
"Douglas, I'm not just going to approve it. I'm going to attend in person!"
"Security concerns? Those aren't a problem!"
He swept his hand through the air, displaying all the boldness of a minister.
"I'll have Rufus lead the team himself! We'll deploy the highest level of security to ensure that this historic event goes off without a hitch!"
Then he added regretfully:
"It's just a shame that the Triwizard Tournament is an exchange between schools. I think we could organize some events between international ministries of magic in the future, too."
Douglas rose, an expression blending just the right amounts of "surprise" and "gratitude" appearing on his face.
"Minister, you... you truly are a visionary! On behalf of everyone taking part, thank you for your support!"
After leaving the Minister's Office, as he walked across the thick carpet in the Ministry of Magic's corridor, the smile gradually faded from Douglas's face.
In its place came a