Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 409 403. Change to Fudge

After Amelia assumed the temporary leadership of the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore, Dudley, Percy and other trusted people took the elevator to the tenth floor underground of the Ministry of Magic.

"Where's Fudge? Is he really hurt?"

Mr. Weasley asked. He came with the large army. As a veteran of the Order of the Phoenix, he is one of the few wizards trusted by Dumbledore.

He knew little about the operation.

"Dead. He can't die anymore. He was killed by Voldemort."

The person who answered him was even more unexpected. It was Scrimgeour who had just attacked Dumbledore, and the director of the Auror Office, who had been tit-for-tat with Dumbledore for a long time, was also with them.

At this time, he changed from the depression and panic just now, but his eyebrows were still a little solemn.

Mr. Weasley, who was originally confused as to why Scrimgeour followed them, became even more confused after hearing this: "Percy, didn't you say that Fudge was not dead?"

Percy did not answer Mr. Weasley directly, but said, "We'll find out when you come with us, Father."

Mr. Weasley was even more confused after hearing this. Seeing that Percy had no intention of explaining, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

"Scrimgeour, you just acted a little too deliberately."

Dumbledore said in a kind tone: "Of course, so do you, Dudley."

Scrimgeour has been one of his own from the beginning, he was just acting.

Scrimgeour just glanced at the other person and said nothing, while Dudley explained to Scrimgeour: "At times like this, you should be more deliberate. If you hide it well, no one will know what happened."

"Amelia will be suspicious." Dumbledore continued. At this time, the elevator had reached the tenth floor underground. He walked out first, and then said: "I don't want the next Minister of Magic to continue to be suspicious of me. You know, I really don’t want to be in that position.”

"Ms. Bones has already seen it, Professor, believe me she won't mind." Dudley said and opened the door of the first courtroom: "And it will be a long time before she becomes the Minister of Magic. Time, at least after the matter with Senior Tom is over."

Dumbledore called Voldemort Tom in public more than once, and it was not surprising that Mr. Weasley knew that Voldemort was named Tom.

In the trial room, the wizards of the Fudge faction were lying on the ground in a mess, and without exception, all of them had been killed by the Death Curse.

No one was left alive, and Voldemort was still very powerful in this regard.

Percy walked slowly, and on the way he 'accidentally' stepped on a certain wizard in red clothes. He looked at the 'old leader' lying on the ground with his eyes completely out of focus, and his body gradually getting colder. He said with a hint of emotion: "I really can't die anymore."

"Merlin's beard, what the hell is going on? Why didn't anyone tell me before?" Among the others present, only Mr. Weasley screamed, and everyone else looked like they had expected it.

"Percy, did you just lie? How did Fudge die? He."

It could be heard from the slightly panicked tone that Mr. Weasley was very confused at this time.

"No." Dudley interrupted Mr. Weasley's unfinished words and said firmly: "Fudge is still alive."

Mr. Weasley's eyes widened with confusion on his face, and he pointed at Fudge's body: "Look, he's dead, right in front of us!"

Dudley shook his head: "I'm not talking about this Fudge."

"How many more Fudges?"

Mr. Weasley was even more puzzled because he had never heard of Fudge having any other siblings.

There was only one Fudge among the people he knew.

Dudley did not rush to explain to him, but took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank it in one gulp without any hesitation. After taking the potion, the originally dark arm gradually returned to normal.

Then he took off the ring on his index finger, returned it to Dudley, and said with great emotion: "To be honest, this thing is exactly the same as that one."

"If they were put together, it would be difficult for me to tell them apart. I almost want to use it."

"Your attainments in alchemy are probably only matched by Nicoléme."

This is a fake, an imitation made by Dudley using alchemy based on the scent of the real thing. As Dumbledore just described, this is a top-notch high-quality imitation.

Unless Voldemort was observing closely, he would not be able to detect it at all with his weak connection to other Horcruxes.

Fake, fake, fake, it’s all fake.

The ring is fake and the injury is fake.

Dudley put it on when he just rolled up his sleeves, which means it looks scary, but in fact it's nothing like that.

Voldemort and Dumbledore were not fighting hand-to-hand, and they couldn't see each other clearly even from such a distance.

"This" Mr. Weasley's eyes almost popped out when he saw this, and he had more and more doubts in his heart. Seeing that Dudley didn't mean to tell him, he couldn't help but turn to look at his son. : "Percy, tell me."

Being called by his father, Percy looked at Dudley with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Weasley, before I tell you the truth, please answer me a question."

"How do you feel about meeting Senior Tom this time?"

"He's become stronger again." At the mention of Voldemort, Dumbledore's expression became solemn again.

"Can't beat him." Scrimgeour's answer was very bachelor. He didn't act when he faced Voldemort. He really tried his best. He and a group of Aurors couldn't stop Voldemort from casting a spell.

"I'm no match for him." Percy said very bluntly.

"More powerful than any wizard I have ever seen." Mr. Weasley thought for a moment and replied. Voldemort's strength was obvious to all, and it was beyond human power to resist.

Dudley nodded and agreed with the descriptions of several people: "Yes, he is very strong, and he is still getting stronger. Even now that Dumbledore is facing him one-on-one, it is starting to feel more difficult."

The duel between Dumbledore and Voldemort seemed to be a 50-50 draw, but in fact Dumbledore lost.

"Then what if you add me later."

"Already able to fight back." Percy said subconsciously.

One-on-one, Dumbledore relied on the power of the Elder Wand and Voldemort was evenly matched, but with Dudley assisting him, Voldemort was gradually at a disadvantage. The pieces of clothing on his body were the best evidence.

If Dudley had used other powerful spells instead of the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse, Voldemort's injuries would definitely not be what they were now.

"So there is only one Professor Dumbledore who is his nemesis. Don't you think it is too little? He is always just a madman with no power. In fact, there are ways to deal with him. Don't you think that everyone is a little afraid of him? Is it too much?"

"What do you mean?"

"How about we replace the Minister of Magic with a more powerful one, and replace him with Fudge as our leader?"