Chapter 677： access

Dumbledore looked helpless as Cat Cat, who had just promised him not to act without authorization, was running around in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic.

"It's time for us to go, Fish," he reminded, frowning even deeper.

Because Dumbledore found that there seemed to be no one else around except him and Fisch... This was obviously very abnormal.

Even at night, the Ministry of Magic should arrange for a reception to check the wands of visitors, and some guards to prevent others from breaking into the forbidden areas of the Ministry of Magic... That's how Stokey Podmore was caught.

Just when Dumbledore felt bad, Fish stopped marking the territory and returned to his side.

Then the cat jumped lightly, jumped onto Dumbledore's body, hooked his robe with its claws, and climbed onto his shoulders in three or two times, and sat firmly on it.

Dumbledore with a dignified expression showed a smile, he stretched out his finger, scratched Fish's chin lightly, and then drew out his wand to cast an invisibility technique on himself and the cat, and added a silence spell and an invisibility spell by the way. Taste curse.

If it was before, Dumbledore would definitely end up just hiding his figure, but since he met Mao Mao, he has become accustomed to hiding his voice and smell while being invisible.

After all this was done, Dumbledore held the wand and the cat, and walked towards the golden door in front. At the same time, he also restrained the smile on his face, and his complexion became solemn again.

"There's really no one else..." he murmured in a low voice. "Could it be that Tom is really here? Why did he ask Harry to remind me?"

Dumbledore, who couldn't figure it out for a while, simply quickened his pace, passed through the golden gate with Fish on his back, and came to a smaller hall. There are at least twenty lifts placed here, blocked by refined golden fence gates.

Dumbledore hurried two steps to an elevator.

As he pressed the button, he explained to Fish on his shoulder: "From here on, the Ministry of Magic, like Hogwarts, cannot use Apparate. While Fox's abilities will still work, I'm not sure. Will that set off the alarm here?"

The elevator clattered down from above, and the sound it made when it moved was very harsh in the silent night, but there were still no Ministry of Magic security personnel around.

With a tinkling, kacha kacha, the golden gate slid open gently, and Dumbledore walked in. He tapped the ninth button, the fence door slammed shut, the elevator began to descend, the chain rattled.

Soon, the elevator stopped, and an indifferent woman's voice sounded: "Department of Mysteries."

The fence door slid open, and Dumbledore stepped out into the corridor. There was no movement around, only the torches closest to them were swaying from side to side by the air current from the lift.

"Meow!"

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However, as soon as Dumbledore stepped out of the elevator, the cat on his shoulder raised his paw and gave him a slap, and also screamed eagerly.

He didn't understand what was going on, when he heard a voice not far ahead—

"Hurry up!"

The invisibility spells on Dumbledore and Fish were immediately broken, and the figures of one person and one cat emerged from the air.

Immediately following, in the corridor that was originally empty, the silhouettes of wizards appeared in front of them, headed by the current Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge.

"Finally caught by me! What else do you have to say, Dumbledore?!" he asked excitedly.

"I see..." Dumbledore's face showed a look of surprise. He shook his wand lightly, canceled the soundproofing spell, and said softly, "It's a simple strategy, but it's very effective."

"What plan? Do you still want to say that I deliberately tricked you into coming here?!" Fudge, who didn't know what Dumbledore was talking about, continued to roar with spittle.

At the same time, Fish jumped off Dumbledore's shoulder and returned to human form.

"Albus, didn't you mean to come and fight Voldemort, meow? Why did you replace it with Fudge?"

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Mao Mao tugged on Dumbledore's robe, asked suspiciously, and expressed his dissatisfaction: "They are so weak, they don't mean anything when they fight, meow."

Many of the Aurors around Fudge were beaten by Fish with a group of cats and dogs before Christmas. At that time, they were powerless to resist, not much better than the members of the cat club. , so the cat is not interested at all.

"We're not trying to fight them," Dumbledore comforted Fish first, then turned to Fudge and explained softly, "I'm not talking about you, Connelly, as Fish said just now. , we're here for Voldemort."

"It's the same word again!" Fudge smiled contemptuously, then blushed and snarled filially: "I'll say it again! The man whose name can't be mentioned is dead! Don't be alarmist and disturb our hard work. peace!"

"Well, let's not mention the purpose of coming here with Fish..." Dumbledore didn't want to argue with him any more, and said instead: "We're just picking a less common time now to come to the Ministry of Magic. It's just business, is there any law that says that wizards are not allowed to visit the Ministry of Magic at night?"

Cornelius Fudge's expression distorted instantly, feeling fooled, he yelled: "Do you think I'm a fool? Dumbledore! Do you need to be invisible for normal access to the Ministry of Magic?! You can't continue quibbling!"

"About that, Connelly," Dumbledore's voice was low, but clear, in contrast to the furious Fudge, who had always been calm Didn't see any reception staff, so it was a very reasonable option for me to hide my figure when I thought there might be something wrong with the Ministry of Magic."

His blue eyes looked calmly at Fudge through the half-moon lenses, "Then, can you tell me why you didn't have a receptionist in the main hall tonight, but hid in this place with a group of Aurors , waiting for 'somebody' to arrive, Connelly?"

Fudge's expression changed several times quickly, and then he said fiercely: "Because we received a tip that there will be thieves infiltrating the Department of Mysteries tonight and want to take the secrets inside!"

"However, this still doesn't explain why you don't arrange reception staff above." Dumbledore said with a smile: "If there is someone above, I will visit according to normal procedures, instead of choosing to sneak in after thinking that something has happened here. "

Then…

Cornelius Fudge was embarrassed.

He is not a flexible person. In the face of Dumbledore's doubts and sophistry, Cornelius Fudge couldn't think of how to refute for a while.

Just as he was stunned, Dumbledore chased after the victory, "I'm here to give you a little advice, Connelly. Even if you are the Minister of Magic, please don't arbitrarily change the original mode of operation of the Ministry of Magic, this will It bothers visitors like me and prevents others from being mistaken for 'intruders' in the future."

"I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" yelled Fudge, irritated. "Don't think you can get away with it! I'll tell Wizengamot what happened tonight! Just wait for your trial!"

"That's really a pity." Dumbledore's voice didn't fluctuate at all. He nodded slightly at Fudge, "If there is nothing else, then I will leave first."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Fudge, whose face became blue, and pulled Fish back to the elevator.

Fudge watched with trembling all over as the fence door on the elevator closed automatically, and sent Dumbledore and Fish back to the main hall on the eighth floor. Finally, he couldn't bear to let out a filial filial piety. He fell hard to the ground.

"Damn Dumbledore! I won't let him go!"

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