You Little Rascal, Are You Here to Steal My Opportunity? (Happy New Year)

The office was packed with people.

Dumbledore sat calmly behind the table, his long, slender fingers pressed together.

His eyes were closed, as if he were dozing... a picture of serene tranquility.

Professor McGonagall stood ramrod straight beside him, glaring at the few "idle people" from the Ministry of Magic in front of her, her face full of impatience.

She had also worked at the Ministry of Magic in the past.

Although it was only a short year, I gained a deep understanding of this bureaucratic model of laymen managing professionals.

In her view, Hogwarts should be independent of the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic's sole purpose is to make money!

Don't concern yourself with or ask about school matters.

Fortunately, Fudge is about to step down. Hopefully, William or Hermione, if they become ministers in the future, can help her realize this vision.

Professor McGonagall estimated that she would have become the principal by then.

(Snape: Meow meow meow?)

Minister Fudge, whom McGonagall had labeled as "a nobody," was standing by the fire, swaying excitedly.

Tonight, their true colors will be revealed.

The worst outcome would definitely be a lose-lose situation, with both sides going down together, and the person leaving (stepping down) tonight.

The best goal, of course, is to force Dumbledore concede and continue to promote him as minister.

Even if we have to take a step back, we must use today's events as an excuse to disrupt the second impeachment and allow ourselves to hold out until the Wizarding War breaks out.

In this way, he could use the excuse of the war to remain in office.

Of course, preventative measures must also be taken.

Fudge brought a full ten Auror, with Kingsley leading the team.

Fudge has tested Kingsley many times; he's definitely one of us.

With him around, he could bring the Auror and hold off Dumbledore and Stark in crucial moments... maybe... perhaps.

But be careful of Dawlish. After observing him repeatedly, Fudge realized that he was most likely a spy for the Order of the Phoenix.

Fudge was afraid of leaks, so he also brought Dawlish with him to keep an eye on him and prevent him from tipping off anyone!

Percy, Fudge's assistant, paced excitedly along the wall.

He held a quill pen and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, ready to take notes at any time.

If he seizes this opportunity and performs well, he will be the youngest minister... secretary after Fudge retires and Umbridge takes office.

Being Umbridge's chief secretary naturally carries a high risk factor... but Percy still understands the importance of enduring hardship and humiliation!

In this lifetime, I will protect the red glory of the Weasley family!

Percy could almost see himself becoming the youngest minister in the world.

On the wall, the portraits of the male and female headmasters were not pretending to be asleep; they were whispering among themselves.

Many people pointed at Fudge and called him a piece of shit.

Phineas Black even more arrogantly said:

In his time, for a useless minister like Fudge, you'd have to take a wand and use Avada Kedavra for five minutes!

Soon, William and Hermione entered, with Umbridge following at the very back.

Upon seeing the three appear, Fudge was overjoyed, a delighted expression spreading across his face.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Fudge said "good" seven times.

In a History of Magic class a century later, the famously stubborn Professor Binns, while explaining 20th-century history, specifically included a reading comprehension exercise.

He analyzed it from a high-level perspective:

"Fudge's Seven Goods" enhances the rhythm of the language, making it easy to pronounce and also creating a layered emotional effect.

This expresses Fudge's seven complex emotions, representing his seven deadly sins...

As for why Professor Binns conducted this analysis?

It's those damned Stark and Granger.

In the 21st century, they carried out educational reforms in the Wizarding World, poisoning... ah, I mean, cultivating generation after generation of terrible flowers.

Whether Fudge was thinking that much or not, no one knows, but he was indeed excited at that moment and wanted to compose a poem on the spot.

"They were leaving that classroom when I caught them," Umbridge boasted.

"Really?" Fudge exclaimed admiringly. "That's wonderful, Dolores. You're amazing, just as capable as you were a few years ago."

Sending you to Hogwarts was the right decision!

Fudge looked at William and smiled slyly, "Alright, William... I think you know why you're here, don't you?"

William looked completely innocent and shook his head, saying, "I don't know."

"Don't know? Ha~" Fudge sneered, "What were you doing before Dolores caught you?"

William squinted, thought carefully for a moment, and said:

"Miss Granger didn't hand in her Ancient Runes assignment again, and I'm furious. I'm punishing her in the classroom right now."

After the corporal punishment ended, I was about to take her to my office for further confinement when Professor Umbridge arrived.

Hermione nodded quickly, as if she had indeed been punished because of the Ancient Runes.

William asked, "What's wrong? The minister's visit at night, could it be that the impeachment results are out?"

Or should I help you get back to being Minister for Magic?

William's voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"You knelt down and begged me for help last time, but I already refused. Why are you coming to me again?"

How shameless!

Holy crap, this is big news!

Everyone looked at Fudge, including the Auror.

"You're talking nonsense!" Fudge's face turned red.

He did come to plead for him, but when did he ever kneel down?!

"Shameless depravity!" roared a portrait of a fat, red-nosed wizard on the wall behind Dumbledore's desk.

"It's a disgrace that the Minister for Magic has stooped to begging others... He should just step down!"

"Thank you, Fortescue, I think so too," William grinned at him.

Over the years, William has become quite familiar with the portraits of the former headmaster of Hogwarts.

He can now take over Dumbledore's position at any time, move in with his bags, and become the youngest Hogwarts Headmaster.

(McGonagall: Meow meow meow?)

"Stop rambling!" Fudge snapped angrily. "Don't you realize you've violated Educational Decree and laws?"

"Educational Decree?" William nodded. "The recent Educational Decree does indeed target students, prohibiting them from walking together."

But I am Ancient Runes professor, and I am not under the jurisdiction of the Educational Decree.

how?

The Ministry of Magic is now regulating who teachers date... cough cough, how is that disciplining students?

"No!" Fudge roared angrily.

"I received a report that you are suspected of forming an organization at the school without reporting it."

Furthermore, your organization is scout-like and suspected of violating the law!

Fudge's furious roar suggests that William is forming an organization similar to the Death Eaters, aiming to establish a separate Ministry of Magic to rival him.

William clutched his chest, looking utterly shocked.

"Minister, forming Boy Scouts is a very serious accusation... Do you have any evidence?"

If not, I'll sue you for defamation.

Do you know what the charge is for defaming a Wizarding World hero who has received numerous medals?

"Evidence... of course we have it, both witnesses and physical evidence!" Umbridge said gently to Fudge.

"I can bring the whistleblower here right now."

"Yes, go quickly." Fudge nodded.

After Umbridge left the house, Fudge gave Dumbledore a malicious look.

"Nothing beats a good witness, does it, Dumbledore?"

"That's right, Cornelius," Dumbledore said in a deep voice, opening his eyes.

"You'd better have evidence, or I'll report this to Wizengamot."

After waiting for a few minutes, Umbridge re-entered the house, followed by Marietta and Cedric.

Cedric gave William a quick glance, then hurriedly lowered his head.

"Don't panic, darling, don't be afraid," Umbridge said smugly.

"You two did the right thing. The minister is very satisfied with you."

Umbridge looked up at Fudge and added:

"Minister, Marietta's mother, is Mrs. Edgecombe of the Floo Network Office of the Department of Magical Transportation."

Cedric's father was Old Diggory, the Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

Cedric is also the Hogwarts student council president, has excellent grades, and has been a great help to me lately.

Umbridge's main focus was on Cedric; she was clearly paving the way.

Percy's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he looked at Cedric warily.

Hey kid... you came here to steal it?!

Percy started to panic.

Both were presidents of the male student council, and in terms of academic excellence, they were neck and neck.

But Cedric is better looking than him; he's a typical pretty boy.

He was also the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team, and his physique was exceptionally strong.

Percy experienced this firsthand while he was in school.

They have a significant advantage over him.

Merlin's unspoken rules... Now, to curry favor with a female boss, do you have to compete on performance, looks, and skills?

I might as well just try it myself!

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