Chapter 57: Chapter57: Fudge Panicked, Why Do You Brat Still Sue?(EDITED)
"Oh, has everyone arrived early!?"
As everyone was chatting enthusiastically, the door opened.
A wizard in a deep green coat and pinstriped robes walked in.
It was none other than Fudge Cornelius, the Minister of Magic.
Behind Fudge were three Aurors, with the lead being the one who intercepted Kyle.
All three Aurors tightly gripped their wands hidden beneath their robes.
Their task today was to ensure Fudge's safety.
Though they entered with seemingly warm smiles, Fudge is largely against Kyle receiving the Order of Merlin.
In his view, Kyle is an unforgivable criminal.
It was only because the Ministry couldn't find evidence of his crimes that,s why Kyle hadn't been imprisoned.
Or rather, there is no place to detain Kyle.
Allowing such a person to study at Hogwarts was already a significant challenge to his authority as the Minister of Magic.
Not to mention personally awarding the Order of Merlin.
It was downright disgusting, akin to eating shit.
But there was nothing he could do...
The pressure he had been under these past few days was immense.
The status of a Potions Master in the magical world is on a much higher level than that of an ordinary wizard.
Every Potions Master had many friends.
With so many Potions Masters writing letters to the Ministry, the collective will behind it was overwhelming.
However, despite their arrival, Fudge had made up his mind.
He would go through the motions and get it over with.
"Cornelius, you're late!" Dumbledore said with a smile.
"I apologize for keeping everyone waiting, but there's so much to do at the Ministry."
Fudge explained apologetically before turning to Kyle.
It is their first meeting!
"So, this is Kyle? I can't believe it. You're so young to have received the Order of Merlin, Second Class."
"I believe today's presentation of the Order to you will be a highly successful event during my tenure as Minister of Magic."
Kyle looked at Fudge with a polite smile.
Although they hadn't met before, they had crossed paths many times.
Leaving aside everything else!
He had been secretly arrested and sent to Azkaban for the third time at Fudge's command!
But it didn't matter...
Kyle considered himself generous and not one to hold grudges.
It's normal everyone make mistakes in their life?
Just because of a few mistakes, should he keep holding on?
One should be magnanimous!
"Mr. Fudge, I'm also honoured to meet you!"
"Really, I can't believe how approachable you are."
Kyle's smile became warmer.
"You know, when I was arrested by the Ministry and sent to Azkaban, they told me it was on your orders."
"At that time, when I was almost kissed by a Dementor in the cold prison cell, I thought."
"This must be the work of someone below, framing you."
"How could the Minister of Magic send a wizard who wasn't even ten years old to Azkaban?"
As soon as Kyle finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene plummeted to the freezing point!
Everyone directed their hostile gazes at Fudge.
Sending a wizard who wasn't even ten years old to Azkaban?
And this wizard is a genius in Potions?
You know, Kyle's new life potion can be said to have opened up a new branch in potion-making.
The formula is simple, and the potential is enormous!
Without disclosing the formula, just by sharing the ideas.
All the potion masters present could refine it and innovate.
This meant golden Galleons for them.
More importantly, Kyle's performance just now must have inspired countless potion masters.
Now, hearing that he had been arrested and almost kissed by a Dementor, the anger in everyone's hearts was imaginable.
This is an insult to the entire field of "Potions" and to all potion masters.
"Fudge Cornelius!"
"I think you need to explain what this child just said!"
Even Horace Slughorn, who was always good-natured, looked at Fudge with displeasure.
He had mentored many outstanding juniors, and his connections are extensive throughout the wizarding world.
So he wasn't afraid of Fudge, who had only a few years left in his term as Minister of Magic.
Fudge was sweating coldly under everyone's intense glares, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
[Ding! Detected a sense of sadness and indignation!]
[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a golden treasure chest!]
...
Damn it!
Why isn't this brat following the rules?
Usually, in such situations, even if there's a grudge in private, there would be a facade of friendliness.
Didn't he see how he is suppressing his anger and dressing up to present Kyle with the award?
Fudge never dreamed that this brat would make a complaint in such a setting.
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