Hogwarts Diary: Snape Goes Crazy

at night.

The Prime Minister was immersed in the memo.

It contains many recent events.

Broken bridges, murders, weather, temperature, and even fog are extremely abnormal.

His political opponents blame him for all of this, just as if the hurricane last week was his problem.

Even a person in his secretary's office suddenly became strange, and those people blamed him.

What's even more frightening is that the people think so too. If this continues, he may be kicked out of the position of prime minister.

The Prime Minister sighed heavily, then stood up and came to the window to take a breath.

But he heard a cough, coming from somewhere behind him.

No, it's that portrait.

"Hello?"

The Prime Minister called out uneasily.

He hoped that the other person just had a dry cough, although it had never been like this before.

The Prime Minister still remembers the day he took office. At that time, he was full of energy.

Unexpectedly, I heard a voice coming from the portrait.

He was so frightened that he even thought he was hallucinating.

Finally I found out that it was the Ministry of Magic.

A rights organization in the wizarding world.

Simply, few people in that place came to see him, so that they could both live in peace.

But every time they come, nothing good happens.

Five years ago, they said they had changed the Minister of Magic. The previous Fudge was impeached and stepped down, and Thicknesse, a cunning old fox-like man, lived in his place.

Three years ago, Thicknesse told him that a criminal named Sirius had escaped from the wizarding world and asked him to cooperate and issue a wanted order.

At that time, Thicknesse vowed to tell him that they would catch Sirius soon.

Who knew that Thicknesse would come again two years ago.

He thought it was coming to tell him that Sirius had been caught.

As a result, Thicknesse told him that Sirius was not caught and was let go by three students.

Speaking of this, Thickness was furious.

But he said that the point was not that, but that they were preparing to hold Quidditch and would transport several dragons and a sphinx back from abroad.

"This is a small matter, don't worry! I just feel it's necessary to inform you."

After saying that, Thicknesse stepped into the stove and disappeared.

The last time we met was half a year ago.

Thicknesse looked a little uneasy, and the buttons on his clothes were askew.

"A large-scale prison break occurred in Azkaban. We will ask Aurors to step up the pursuit... It is impossible that he is really back?"

He left suspiciously.

The next meeting was this time.

The Prime Minister really doesn't want to hear anything over there.

But this is impossible.

"Prime Minister, Mr. Thicknesse from the Ministry of Magic is about to visit."

The Prime Minister did not notice this title. He just asked anxiously: "Can you wait a little longer? Tomorrow?"

"Sorry, Prime Minister, Mr. Thicknesse will be arriving in a minute!"

The Prime Minister threw his body into the chair and tried to appear calm.

Then not long after, Thickness' familiar figure appeared in front of him.

The Prime Minister was stunned when he saw Thicknesse's appearance.

His little hair was almost completely bald, his clothes were no longer elegant, and the brim of the hat on his hand had a hole in it.

"Why are you like this?"

the Prime Minister asked subconsciously.

Thicknesse slumped down on the chair opposite him and said: "It's hard to say, but in short, the person who cannot even be named is back!"

"What?"

The Prime Minister was shocked.

He still remembered Thicknesse telling him that that man was the most powerful wizard in history, and they didn't even dare to name him.

"That's right, that's the news you heard. He is really back. He is in the Ministry of Magic. Everyone has seen it, and I have seen it with my own eyes. It is him, and there is no mistake!"

Thicknesse said desperately.

"But isn't he already dead?"

"He is dead. I don't understand. Why is he resurrected after he is obviously dead?"

Thicknesse smiled bitterly.

The Prime Minister didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally he thought of Sirius.

Thicknesse told him before that Sirius went to find that person.

"Is Sirius with him?"

"No, I didn't expect him to be a good person. Obviously so many people saw him betrayed, who knew he was really a good person.

And he also attacked that person who must not even be named, and they fought in our Ministry of Magic..."

The Prime Minister was suddenly a little confused, but after letting it go, he was secretly happy.

At least he has never done such an unfair thing.

"Okay, I know what's going on there, should you go?"

urged the Prime Minister.

Thicknesse looked at him in surprise.

"Leave? Now we are all in danger, and war is about to break out [you say you want to leave?"

"war?"

"Yeah, why do you think your bridge broke? That was their doing.

There are also hurricanes, which are not hurricanes. Trees are uprooted and people are dead. It's all them. I suspect there may be giants. He did this more than ten years ago, thinking that giants are powerful.

And your weather, why is it all foggy? Because the dementors guarding Azkaban have escaped, and these are them..."

Thicknesse kept talking.

The more the Prime Minister listened, the angrier and more terrified he became.

"Dementors, didn't you say they are loyal to the Ministry of Magic?"

.........Please give me flowers...

"Yeah, I thought that was the case. Why did they betray you?"

The Prime Minister was furious.

"You have to think of a way, you are the Minister of Magic!"

Thicknesse smiled bitterly.

"Do you think I will still be the Minister of Magic now? Just three days ago, I was overthrown by a huge crowd.

In all these years, I have never seen them so united!"

Thicknesse was also a little aggrieved.

"So, what do you need my help with when you come here? I must remind you that I can't help..."

The Prime Minister was interrupted.

"No, no, Prime Minister, I'm not asking you to help. I'm just here to hand over the situation and explain to you what's happening now on behalf of our new minister.

After all, he is really too busy now. We were busy contacting Dumbledore and his two students, but none of them responded to our letter.

...0...

After Thicknesse finished speaking, he turned his face and looked at the portrait.

The man in the portrait was picking his nose. When he saw someone staring at him, he quickly said: "He will be here soon. He is still writing a letter to Dumbledore."

Silence fell upon them.

Two minutes later.

The man in the portrait suddenly became serious.

"To the Muggle Prime Minister, Scrimgeour, the Minister of Magic, will have an urgent conversation with you!"

The Prime Minister sighed.

"Okay, okay, as long as he doesn't drop ashes in my office!"

The firelight in the fireplace turned green, and in a blink of an eye, a man who looked like a lion appeared in the office.

They shook hands.

"Let me make a long story short, your safety is our top priority right now.

That office assistant of yours, the one who quacks like a duck, we suspect he's under the Imperius Curse and has sent him to St. Mungo's.

Scrimgeour said quickly.

The Prime Minister stared at him dumbfounded.

"He just learned a few duck calls!"

"He's already tried to strangle three doctors at St. Mungo's!

Also, Kingsley Shacklebolt..."

The Prime Minister quickly interrupted him.

"I don't allow you to take him away. He has helped me a lot!"

"He is one of ours, I just came to tell you!"

The Prime Minister's voice became hoarse.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. If you need anything, you can contact me and I will send Thicknesse!"

Scrimgeour said.

The Prime Minister couldn't help calling him.

"For God's sake, aren't you wizards? Don't you deal with these things?"

Scrimgeour and Thicknesse laughed.

"I'm sorry, there are also wizards on the other side, and all the Aurors have been dispatched. I can only say that I'm resigned to my fate!".