novelslam Chapter 848 Desperate Fudge
Chapter 848 Desperate Fudge
Chapter 848 Desperate Fudge
St. Mungo's Hospital,
Tea room on the sixth floor.
Harry and Ron had just finished fetching water and were waiting for the elevator to go back to Mr. Weasley's ward.
However, there was a little trouble.
On the wall hung a portrait of a grim-looking therapist, yelling at the pair, diagnosing bizarre ailments.
For example, a therapist insisted that Harry had schizophrenia and had two souls and three personalities.
Only by "frontal lobotomy" can the cure be cured, otherwise he will not live to be 17 years old.
Suddenly, Harry suddenly remembered that he could see Voldemort and turn into a snake.
Do you really have a mental illness?
"Don't worry, I'm a professional." The therapist continued to bewitch:
"This kind of operation has also won the Nobel Prize for Muggles. The sister of President Kennedy of the United States performed the operation on me."
Harry was a little moved.
What he didn't know was that after the treatment, Kennedy's sister's intelligence did not increase but decreased, and her IQ was only that of a 2-year-old child.
Another medieval healer, wearing a black hat and a waxed black robe, most notably the beak mask on his face.
The plague doctor, said Ron had severe dragon pox.
He repeatedly warned:
"This is a terminal illness. It may cause skin ailments and scars. You are not as good-looking as you are now..."
Ron's ears turned red, and he roared angrily:
"I don't have dragon pox, it's freckles!
freckle! "
The elevator doors finally opened. Harry and Ron were about to rush in and get rid of these portraits, but they found that there were many wizards inside.
The leader is actually Minister Fudge!
Harry and Ron were a little overwhelmed and did not immediately enter the elevator.
Fudge didn't expect to see Harry here either.
Fortunately, the portrait broke the embarrassment in time and shouted:
"Your Excellency, Yintang is black, his complexion is yellow, and his limbs are weak. It can be seen that his kidney function is not functioning well.
I suggest an enema - brandy is a must. "
Harry and Ron couldn't help laughing together.
The therapist said angrily:
"What are you laughing at! I gave King Louis XIII of France 212 enemas; I gave Louis XIV more than 2000 enemas..."
This is not bragging, Louis XIV is known as an enema expert, and he even tried coffee...
But the therapist, probably Indian, actually suggested cow dung.
Listening to the therapist's bragging, Harry and Ron felt that these portraits were more annoying than Sir Cadogan at Hogwarts!
Fudge ignored the portrait, but asked, "Is this the Spell Injury Department?"
"No, it's the tea room. The Spell Injury Department is on the fifth floor." Harry replied quickly.
He thought it was Mr. Weasley's accident, and the minister found out about it, but he didn't expect that the other party went to the fifth floor.
"Come in quickly, kid, the elevator doors are about to close." Fudge said softly.
Harry was stunned for several seconds. Fudge hadn't treated him so well since the Triwizard Tournament.
During the summer vacation, he was tried again!
How to describe it:
It's like being an old father in the past, with all kinds of love, but one day he finds out that it's not his own, and his attitude immediately changes...
Suddenly, I found out that I took the wrong DNA test report, and my attitude changed 180 degrees again.
The old face-changing master!
Intuition tells Harry,
Something big is sure to happen!
The two entered the elevator, and Fudge asked, "Why are you here?"
"We..." Harry hesitated, not knowing how to answer.
When it was approaching, Professor McGonagall warned: Mr. Weasley's affairs should not be known by the Ministry.
Fortunately, Fudge did not ask deep questions, but asked and answered by himself:
"You're also here to see William?"
Harry and Ron exchanged a strange look... what happened to William?
Since learning of Mr. Weasley's accident, they quickly left the school and were taken to the hospital.
I don't know anything about other things.
Fudge seemed to have misunderstood something.
Seeing that Harry and Ron didn't speak, Fudge sighed and said uncomfortably:
"Don't be so wary of me, I already know..."
He twisted his collar, looking anxious: "Merlin, the Death Eaters have escaped from prison. It's a terrible disaster."
Harry and Ron were dumbfounded.
"Harry, you appear here because you have a good relationship with William, don't you?" Fudge put his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"If he doesn't see me later, can you do me a favor?"
Ron on the side felt that his worldview had been impacted.
Is the Minister of Magic so humble in front of William now?
The two followed Fudge and got off the elevator on the fifth floor foolishly.
Unexpectedly, when I entered the fifth floor, I was taken aback again.
It's extremely crowded here, and the corridors are full of wizards.
In Harry's ear, Ron introduced in a low voice:
"That's Scrimgeour, Chief of the Auror Office, whom I met at the Ministry of Magic.
Those are officials from the Wizengamot, and those are Aurors..."
Harry was slightly stunned... From the Minister, the Director, to the Aurors, many powerful officials of the Ministry of Magic gathered in front of the ward.
What happened to a big shot? !
Even though he couldn't believe it, judging from Fudge's words just now, it could only be William!
Minister Fudge arrives, and the crowd automatically moves out of the way.
But Hermione stood in the doorway, blocking his way.
Fudge took off his hat and said seriously:
"Hermione, it's urgent, I want to go in and have a chat with William."
"Sorry, Minister." Hermione shook her head.
"William is talking to investigators from the International Federation of Wizards.
I'm afraid I don't have time to talk to you right now, so I'd better wait a while. "
Investigators are here?
Fudge swallowed.
Is it too late? !
Fudge did not give up, and continued:
"Such a big thing happened in Azkaban, I am the minister, now I have to..."
"Even if you are the president of the International Federation of Wizards, you can't enter now."
Hermione's attitude was tough. She looked at the Auror behind Fudge with cold eyes, as if the other party forced her in, and she would really make a move.
Fudge was a little angry, but noticed that there were reporters from the Daily Prophet all around, so he held back his anger.
He looked at Harry again, gave him a look, and asked Harry to help.
Do not make jokes!
Harry quickly took half a step back... His face wasn't that big yet.
No, he doesn't know William well!
When Hermione saw Harry and Ron, she came over, led them to a corner where no one was around, and asked:
"How is Mr. Weasley?"
"You already know?"
"Yes, Professor Dumbledore came once." Hermione sighed.
"Out of danger, nothing too serious." Harry lowered his voice. "What happened to William, what happened?"
"Death Eaters colluded with Dementors to escape from prison, and William and Voldemort had a fight and were slightly injured." Hermione explained.
"Seriously?" Harry asked quickly.
"William himself said it's not serious!" Hermione pursed her lips with anger in her tone:
"But I think it's better to check it strictly, so as not to leave any sequelae!"
"Yes, you're right."
Looking at the angry Hermione, Harry and Ron quickly agreed.
At this moment, they felt that they were facing the angry Professor McGonagall and the angry Mrs. Weasley.
terrible!
Creaking, the door of the ward opened, and a group of wizards came out. Hermione hurriedly said:
"Later, William and I will go see Mr. Weasley again and talk back!"
The girl ran over immediately and stopped Fudge who was about to sneak into the ward.
Minister Fudge stood obediently at the door like a minion.
Everyone knows that Fudge's situation is over.
Many reporters picked up their cameras and took pictures of this historical scene.
They even thought of a title:
Seeing Stark was rejected, and Minister Fudge went down sadly!
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