Hogwarts Summoning Manual

"Kelin!" Suddenly, Bai Lin heard a cry, and turned his head to see that it was his uncle Cornelius Fudge, who was related by blood a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

Fudge was wearing his signature black windbreaker, black jazz hat, and delicate lambskin gloves. He waved to Bai Lin at a table with few people.

The uncle's call must go, Bai Lin kept smiling, and walked over in small steps, but in Fudge's eyes, his handsome and sunny appearance was a bit flattering.

"Uncle Fudge, you are here too. I was just looking for you to ask when the balance of my reward will arrive!" Bai Lin spoke just to make Fudge vomit blood.

He was conscripted by Fudge from the East to England, and just after half a year of class at Hogwarts, he eradicated dozens of dark wizards, most of whom died on the spot. This kind of record is almost the sum of the entire Auror office, and of course More than 20 dementors disappeared inexplicably,

The testimony of “Officer Laut” is that the dementors were eliminated by Bai Lin using unconventional white magic.What is super-conventional white magic? In the future, this white magic will have to set several forbidden spells?Fudge and the Ministry of Magic experts were left with a headache.

"I'll make a long story short," Fudge said, frowning, "If they want you to take charge of Azkaban, believe me, you must reject them!"

"Eh..." After killing Bai Lin, he never thought that Fudge would say such a thing to him. Just kidding, the dementor probably hates himself to the bone. Without a team of ten master patron saints, he would never set foot here. Zkaban Island.

"No matter what favor they offer you, refuse it!" Fudge emphasized again.

"Don't talk about Azkaban just yet... Uncle Fudge, I don't know anything about the family~ You haven't even explained the rules of the game to me." Bai Lin poured Fudge a glass of liqueur and sat down on his desk. around.

Fudge pointed to a man who was standing in the middle of the square like a javelin, not commanding the waiters and elves, and said, "Did you see that one?"

Bai Lin nodded. The old man had neat short hair and was wearing a wizard robe in the style of a military uniform.

Fudge said: "He is the deacon of the current Presbyterian Church, a German named Niklas, who is in charge of organizing the London gathering. The Presbyterian Church holds three gatherings around the world every year, and the London meeting is the most important. It may discuss major issues that affect the entire wizarding society. For example, this time, the Council of Elders is very dissatisfied with the state of Azkaban in the past two years, and may want to take back the management rights of Azkaban from Moritz."

Fudge pointed to a table at the other end of the square. Two wizards were arguing about something. One of them was an old black man, who should be the Moritz Fudge mentioned, the current warden of Azkaban.

Fudge said: "Moritz has been in charge of Azkaban for 12 years. According to the genealogy, you should call him uncle, but he is not as kind as I am." Fudge said dryly, which did not reflect his kindness at all, but Looks a little cowardly.

Bai Lin was a little surprised and said: "Shouldn't Azkaban be managed by the Ministry of Magic? From what you say, it seems to be a family property!"

Fudge glanced at Bai Lin and said, "Of course Azkaban is not a private island, but no one is capable or willing to manage it except members of the Seeker family. Seeker families often have various special talents, such as Moritz, dementors can't do anything with it, he's immune to soul sucking."

Bai Lin suddenly realized that the old black man could be said to be a natural warden.

Fudge continued: "But Moritz has made too many omissions in recent years. Antonin Dolokhov and Bellatrix Lestrange who were killed by you should all be in Ards. Kaban is serving his sentence, but has escaped from prison without anyone noticing.

The Ministry of Magic did not dare to disclose some prison escape incidents. They could only be investigated secretly by the Auror Office. It was not until Sirius Black escaped from prison that we realized that Azkaban had lost the ability to control dangerous prisoners.

And no one in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement has bothered to count the prisoners of Azkaban, and we don't even know how many Death Eaters are on the loose right now. "

Bai Lin recalled the plot of the original book. The large-scale escape of the Death Eaters took place in 1996. At that time, Fudge stepped down. Although Rufus took over, he could not prevent Umbridge and his like from taking power in the Ministry of Magic, which eventually led to Azka Ben actually fell into the hands of Voldemort.But what happened now is completely different from the original.

"Just say you want to be the headmaster of Hogwarts!" Fudge whispered to Bai Lin.He has always been at odds with Dumbledore politically. If Bai Lin can experience a few more years, Fudge would like to use him to drive Dumbledore from the position of headmaster.

"You're too conservative, Uncle Fudge~" Bai Lin said noncommittally. At this moment, pleasant music sounded in the square.

A band composed of house elves in dresses is playing "God Save the Queen" (British national anthem) in the hall. During the music, many elderly wizards apparate and sit directly at the central table. Afterwards, most of the guests had found tables to sit down, waiting for the host to speak.

Bai Lin looked around him, and there were many middle-aged wizards sitting beside Fudge. He immediately understood that even the Seeker family was divided into many forces. As the Minister of Magic, Fudge is in control of the power. , but now it seems that the influence is not that great.

When Bai Lin was reading the original novel, he was very puzzled. Fudge should be the biggest official in the entire magical society, but he had to do many small things by himself, such as Buckbeak - he had to rush to the execution of an animal in person. Hogwarts supervisor, it can be seen that he is not as famous as his title. Later, when Fudge stepped down, he also had a famous saying: "The Ministry of Magic has never been so unanimous." It can be said to be extremely ironic.

The short-haired Nicholas shook a golden bell on the stone platform in the middle of the square, and the square suddenly fell silent. The elves put away their instruments, and there was not even a sound of wine glasses colliding—except for Bai Lin The sound of sucking a small bowl of mushroom soup into his mouth, he hasn't eaten for most of the day.

Nicholas glanced at Bai Lin from a distance, Bai Lin gestured to Nicholas with a soup bowl like a wine glass, the old deacon was expressionless.

"Gentlemen," Nicholas said as he greeted the few old men on the central table, completely treating them as if they were outside guests, but no one expressed dissatisfaction.

"Ladies," Nicholas gave a slight greeting to a group of witches dressed as ladies at the other table, and then said, "This year's Presbyterian meeting in London begins now."