Chapter 103: Ministry Job
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It didn't take long for the dinner to be served: roast beef and Yorkshire pudding, grilled small quail, pan-fried plaice fillet, creamy truffle bisque, flounder with lobster mousse, and various dishes filled the table quickly.
This was too luxurious for a family dinner, and Ethan pretended to be flattered.
Seeing Ethan's expression, Fudge showed a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.
Andrea went upstairs and appeared in front of Ethan again. The difference from just now was that Andrea was holding a thick stack of photos and a few notebooks, "Mr. Ethan, you must help me sign photos."
"Not now! Andrea! Hurry up and sit down!" Mrs. Fudge reminded Andrea again angrily.
Andrea pursed her lips, put the stack of photos beside her, and sat on a chair.
The dinner went very smoothly. Mrs. Fudge's craftsmanship was excellent, and the red wine that Ethan brought as a gift was well received by everyone.
Andrea kept asking Ethan what happened that night, but Mrs. Fudge didn't stop her, so Ethan rephrased what had happened that night.
Andrea regretted that Ethan didn't beat Moody, and she didn't know where Moody got her off.
Fascinated by Ethan's story, Andrea drank a few more glasses of red wine without knowing it, which made her face a seductive red and made her not add a bit of different charm.
Even Ethan was slightly surprised, looking at Fudge and Andrea suspiciously again. It was unbelievable that Fudge's genes could give birth to such a beautiful daughter.
As the dinner drew to a close, Ethan repeatedly praised Mrs. Fudge's craftsmanship, and she smiled and thanked Ethan for his praise.
"Ethan, can we talk?" Fudge said suddenly.
Ethan knew the main dish might be coming tonight, so he nodded and agreed to Fudge's request.
Andrea and Mrs Fudge have left at some point, leaving a quiet space for Fudge and Ethan.
"Mr. Ethan, young talents like you shouldn't be buried." Fudge put his hand on the dining table and tapped the table with his fingers.
"Are you interested in joining the Ministry of Magic individually?" Fudge stared at Ethan's eyes, and the atmosphere at the scene was a little frozen.
"Then what exactly should I do?" Ethan asked, trying to figure out Fudge's purpose was to win over him.
Seeing that Ethan accepted him directly, Fudge seemed to relax a little.
"The incident in Knockturn Alley showed the lack of the Ministry of Magic's security force, so the Ministry of Magic decided to set up a new rapid response team to prevent such incidents from happening again," Fudge said seriously.
"After I investigated the incident at Knockturn Alley, I felt that it was suitable for you to be the captain," Fudge said.
"The name of this rapid response team is the Magic Crisis Response Team, under the Department of Magic Law Enforcement. However, it can act directly without notifying the Department of Magic Law Enforcement when necessary. Funds for this team's activities are also directly funded by the Ministry of Magic. Issued without going through the Division of Magical Law Enforcement."
Ethan was a little surprised. Fudge showed complete sincerity this time and even moved Ethan slightly. This power of direct action does not need to be notified to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement when necessary.
"Your monthly salary as the team leader is 700 Galleons per month, and you have the authority to recruit team members yourself." Fudge continued.
Ethan took a light breath and saw that Fudge's conditions were almost all he could grant as the Minister of Magic.
"Minister Fudge, I'm also a professor at Hogwarts," Ethan said hesitantly.
"It doesn't matter; the professors at Hogwarts have a lot of free time and vacations, and the Ministry of Magic will give you a portkey to the Ministry of Magic directly from Hogsmeade," Fudge said with a smile.
Ethan leaned back slightly; this condition was too good; it could be said that Fudge was about to offer Ethan.
The so-called courtesy to others, there must be something to ask for; Ethan was a little curious about Fudge's real intention.
"Then what should I do, Minister Fudge," Ethan said, looking into Fudge's eyes.
"Nothing, it's just that the Ministry of Magic desperately needs powerful people like you to join us," Fudge said.
Ethan was a little helpless. Fudge wanted to spy on Dumbledore but still refused to explain it clearly.
"Then I have no reason not to agree to you, Minister Fudge; I am honored to join the Ministry of Magic," Ethan said.
Fudge's smile suddenly rippled, and he stretched out his hand, "Then Ethan, welcome to the Ministry of Magic."
Ethan shook Fudge's hand. This handshake represented Ethan's official joining the Ministry of Magic.
"That's right, Ethan." Fudge's hand circled the table casually.
"Hogwarts doesn't seem to be peaceful recently. I heard that some students were injured. Do you know what's going on?" Fudge asked.
This is a test of Ethan's loyalty.
"The mastermind behind that incident was You-Know-Who," Ethan said the name softly.
Ethan understood that no matter what the future relationship between Dumbledore and himself would be, when it came to destroying Voldemort, the two had the same purpose, and Voldemort must die.
After the Goblet of Fire incident, Fudge is so paranoid that he refused to believe that Voldemort was back and used all means to deal with Dumbledore.
It's all out of fear of Dumbledore's seizure of power. Instead of letting things develop like that, it's better to give Fudge a shot now.
Fudge's face turned bloodless the moment he heard it, and his body suddenly leaned back as if he was dodging something as if someone had struck him in the face. He blinked dazedly and stared at Ethan in a daze.
"You-Know-Who is back? Ethan, are you kidding me?" Fudge Cup was frightened, he stammered.
"I can tell you the whole story of this." Ethan pulled the chair and sat face to face with Fudge.
Then Ethan told Fudge about the whole Chamber incident. Of course, he hid some details that Fudge didn't need to know.
"So, You-Know-Who has been completely wiped out?" Fudge's pale complexion slightly improved.
"It's a Horcrux, a Horcrux made by Voldemort when he was 16 years old. I saw it destroyed with my own eyes." Ethan said seriously.
"That means there won't be any more problems." Fudge's face was covered in sweat, so he had to take a handkerchief and keep wiping it.
"It can be said for now, but this matter still needs in-depth investigation," Eason said.
"That's good." Fudge sighed a long sigh of relief, "Ethan if there is anything new in this matter, you must tell me immediately." Fudge said seriously.
"I will inform you as soon as I know," Ethan responded.
The two sat at the dining table again and talked until night got dark. Seeing that it was almost time, Ethan got up and said goodbye.
At this time, Fudge's mood has stabilized, and he has returned to his previous amiable expression.
"Thank you for telling me, Ethan. It's getting dark. I'll ask Andrea to send you off." Fudge put on an air of caring about his subordinates.
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