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Chapter #45: A minister’s fears.

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“Today on December 14, another attack has been confirmed, a member of the Wizengamot has lost his magic…” A fat man said before he slammed the newspaper on a desk.

Cornelius Fudge, the current minister of magic was nervous and worried, the attacks on his supporters and the people who put him in power were increasing, and he knew it would only be a matter of time before he was attacked too, somehow, the culprits are always able to succeed in their attacks.

Not only do they have a secret weapon they can use to turn people into squibs, but they’re powerful too, the man was especially brutal towards Mark Flint, the elder and head of the Flint family was attacked and tried to fight back, but he was completely subdued and very painfully.

“Fuck!” Fudge said as he started to light his cigar, this time not even the tasty muggle tobacco had managed to calm him down.

He lives in constant fear that he’s going to get attacked at some point.

“And this is all that damn Potter’s fault!” The minister said angrily before he grabbed a bottle of fire tequila.

And instead of pouring some on a glass, he drank directly from the bottle.

“Ah, minister,” someone opened his door, and the minister quickly covered himself.

“Ah, please…Not my magic!” The cowardly leader said with horror.

He was waiting for the attack to come, he knew he was finally going to lose his magic, however, he was surprised to find Amelia Bones looking a bit startled by his attitude, but soon, he regained his composure at an incredible speed.

“Oh, hey Amy…My good friend Amy,” Fudge said in a nervous, polite tone.

“Is there something wrong, minister?” Asked the red-haired woman.

“Not at all, dear, not at all…” He said nervously as he saw her closing the door. “Okay, I can’t lie, Amelia…Something wrong is definitely going on…I’m scared, Amelia!” The minister said as his brave façade faded.

“What is the problem, minister? Are the gnomes still invading your home?” Asked the head Auror.

She still couldn’t forgive the minister for that time when he used the whole Auror forces to clean his mansion off gnomes, a complete disrespect and disregard of the Aurors' time, they were being treated like his servants, while the Death Eaters were out there doing awful things.

“No, this is worse, Amy…Can I call you Amy, right?” The minister asked nervously, and she nodded hesitantly. “It’s because of all the things that are happening, you know? The magic thieves, the serial squibbers or whatever thing you like to call them, this is the first time they attacked a member of the wizengamot,” the minister was shaking.

“Oh, right, I was there, I would like to say I feel sorry about Mr. Flint's attack, but…We discovered that he did some awful things, turns out that once you take magic out of people, you can use legilimency on them and easily find their secrets, and now he’s going to Azkaban as a squib due to all the horrible things he has done!” Amelia said with a fake outraged tone.

“See, that’s the problem…A lot of those people were supporting me, and I even endorsed a lot of them without knowing what their true allegiances were!” The minister couldn’t help but take another smoke.

Amelia didn’t believe him, she felt like the man truly knew what his friends were doing, and his claims at the end of the tri-wizard tournament were telling enough.

“Minister, I know you hate his name but…You need to apologize to Harry Potter,” Amelia said with a serious tone.

To say that Fudge was enraged would be an understatement.

“What? Me apologize? When this is all his fault?” The minister questioned completely angry.

“Minister, all the victims until now have been found out to be supporters of the dark lord, even your undersecretary,” Fudge flinched at the mention of Umbridge.

The disaster that came after she was apprehended was titanic, no matter how much money he put through the Daily Prophet, they did so many paid articles and special editions, and yet,  it was hard to convince people he was ignorant about Umbridge’s activities, and he certainly was unaware.

“Did you know Mark Flint was Voldemort’s classmate? Turns out he went to Hogwarts fifty years ago,” Amelia’s words caught his interest.

“That’s interesting, but I’m not apologizing to Potter,” the minister said angrily. “That man…You-know-who, he’s not back because he’s dead for Merlin’s sake, magic has its own limits!” The minister was starting to lose his mind.

“Well, then I can only wish you good luck, minister, because not doing anything, feigning ignorance, hiding your head under the ground, and, well know you know where I’m going…Allowing things to happen is almost as bad as doing them yourself, Ignorance is not an excuse,” the head Auror handed the minister some papers.

“How dare you—” The minister was even angrier, Amelia was surprised that it was even possible.

“Don’t believe me if you want to minister, but…Do you truly want to risk yourself and make the magic thieves believe that you’re on the dark lord’s side?” The minister wanted to angrily shut her.

However, that made him think, he gulped, and looked at Amelia and the papers.

“I want to do something, Amelia, please help me!” The minister begged.

Amelia faked trying to think about what to do, and then she smiled.

“Why don’t you start by increasing the budget for the Auror department? That will show that you’re at least doing something, and if you get questioned by this decision, just tell the world that it’s because you want to stop the attacks on the “upstanding citizens” as you call all those awful people, Cornelius,” Amelia couldn’t contain herself anymore.

She gained a glare from the minister, in different circumstances, she would have never dared to say those words to the minister's face, but times have changed, there’s someone out there making real justice, she wasn’t afraid anymore.

“Be careful what you say, Amelia…Those awful people, as you call them…You don’t know what they’re capable of,” the minister said in a cold tone.

“Are you threatening me, minister?” Amelia’s lack of fear caught him off guard.

The minister was used to being treated as if he were a deity, the way people always seemed to walk around eggshells when he was around would put to shame the British royal family.

“You should respect me, Amelia, the people who put me here won’t be happy if I tell them the way you’re behaving recently!” The minister was getting out of control.

“Well, I guess you and your friends can protect yourselves against the magic thieves then,” Amelia took the papers, and she was ready to leave.

However, the minister quickly blocked the door.

“Wait…I’m sorry…I’m just…I’ve been under lots of stress lately!” The minister said with a nervous tone.

Amelia was disgusted by the attitude of the supposed magical leader of the country.

“Well, you know what to do minister, if you want to stop this,” Amelia gave him the papers so he could sign them. “Also, I want you to let me use the taboo device,” her words made him gulp.

“The taboo? But why? I think that’s going too far, people have the freedom to say anything they want…” Fudge said nervously.

“Because the culprits are surely using the unforgivables, with the taboo, we can trace anyone who dares to say them, and eventually, I’m sure we’re going to catch them,” Amelia said with a serious tone.

The minister didn’t know how to feel, that was a very extreme measure and one that his advisor, Lucius Malfoy, told him not to use.[HP] The magic thieves #44

Comments

Cateagle

Oh, that's a fun chapter and I don't feel a bit sorry for Fudge.