Hogwarts Shippuden

"It means literally." Kyle replied calmly.

Seeing that the people around him still didn't understand what he meant, Kyle explained again:

"Last night, someone manipulated my door key and sent me to Azkaban."

"My God, Azkaban?" Mrs Weasley was pale and her lips were bloodless.

Although she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, everyone in the wizarding world knew how terrifying Azkaban was.

It was hard for her to imagine what Kyle went through in Azkaban.

"Voldemort arranged for me to be ambushed there," Kyle said lightly. "I thought they were too annoying, so I called a meteorite."

Crowd: ? ? ?

Summoned what?

Say it again, what have you summoned?

"Meteorite?" Dumbledore's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

He is not an ignorant wizard, and he is well aware of the power of meteorites.

The main question now is...

How big is the meteorite that Kyle summoned?

In what way was he summoned?

Without waiting for Dumbledore to speak, Kyle answered his doubts.

Kyle shrugged, "Using the Flying Spell to summon meteorites from the universe, it's a very simple magic."

In the plainest tone, he said the most Versailles words.

Professor Flitwick really wanted to spray a mouthful of old blood on Kyle's face.

The magic of flying spell is very simple, basically as long as a wizard can master it.

But everyone usually summons some small objects around them at most.

Like Harry and Krum, summoning their broomsticks from a distance of several kilometers, their flying spells can already be called extremely good.

But you...

Summoning meteorites from the universe is outrageous.

This news was so shocking to everyone that they forgot for a while that Azkaban had been smashed by a meteorite.

In the end, Dumbledore was the first to respond, "What about Azkaban's Dementors?"

"Before I summoned the meteorites, they were all destroyed by me."

Kyle shrugged, "There may be surviving Dementors elsewhere in the magic world, but none of the Azkaban ones escaped."

Well, now the first worry has been lifted.

Dumbledore turned to Fudge and resumed their conversation.

"The problem of dementors is solved, but it wasn't just the dementors that joined Voldemort before."

"Connelly, you have to send envoys to the giants and give them a hand of friendship, or Voldemort will lobby them like he used to.

"

Fudge flushed red and shouted loudly at Dumbledore.

"It's impossible! Dumbledore! I advise you not to listen to wind and rain, always trying to make big news!"

"The people of the magical world hate giants! If I write to giants today, tomorrow I will be on the headlines of the Daily Prophet, saying that I colluded with giants, and criticize me!"

He waved his arms excitedly, "By that time, my career will be over!"

"Sesame big point officer, it's like a lifeblood," Kyle pouted in disdain.

He murmured in a low volume that Fudge could just hear, "There may be more people under my command who can command and move, and this Minister of Magic is not right."

Fudge's face instantly switched from red to liver.

True · seamless switching.

"Fudge, you're so obsessed with your power that it's taking your judgment away."

Dumbledore's voice gradually rose.

"If you will take the steps I suggest, I guarantee your position will be far stronger than it is now, for you will be admired as one of the bravest and most distinguished Ministers of Magic in history."

Fudge, still shaking his head stubbornly, stepped back.

"Absurd! Dumbledore, you are crazy!"

Everyone looked at Fudge in silence, and even Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, who served as the minister's guard next to him, showed a disappointed expression to Fudge.

"If you continue to be obsessed and go your own way," Dumbledore's tone revealed deep disappointment, "then we will have to part ways."

At this time, Grindelwald's malicious voice came from the side: "Albus, stop talking nonsense with him.

He slowly paced out of the room, tapping his wand lightly on the palm of his hand, "Let's see, let's kill this waste and support an obedient puppet to come to power again."

The onlookers are all black lines.

When it comes to such a big thing as the change of the Minister of Magic of a country, can you put it so lightly?

Hearing Grindelwald's understatement but full of murderous intent, Fudge was instantly frightened.

He was only accompanied by two Aurors, Kingsley and Delix, as his guards, and only two people could not give him a sufficient sense of security.

He almost tumbled and disappeared into the corridor, looking for more Aurors to escort him and disappearing into Hogwarts Castle at the speed of light.

If it weren't for his covetousness for the position of Minister of Magic, Fudge would even want to run away with a bucket and leave the UK at the speed of light.

Looking at the disappearing Fudge, Dumbledore was speechless.

But what made him speechless was what Grindelwald said to him.

"What on earth did you think, to send such a cowardly and incompetent person to the position of minister?"

Dumbledore's face darkened.

Don't say it, don't say it, he's already starting to regret it.

But Grindelwald continued to sprinkle salt on his wound. "Even if a dog was in the position of Minister of Magic, it would have done a hundred times better than Cornelius Fudge."

Dumbledore turned away.

He didn't want to stay here and endure Grindelwald's cynicism at all.

As Dumbledore left, everyone surrounding the door of the school doctor's room also left.

On the way to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore couldn't help sighing.

He really was wrong about Cornelius Fudge.

He couldn't help but start thinking about what Grindelwald had suggested to him before, which was to form a force that was completely his own.

Although he already has an Order of the Phoenix under him.

But the Order of the Phoenix could not be counted as a force that completely belonged to him Dumbledore.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix all came together because of the goal of fighting against Voldemort. They had their own ideas and could not obey Dumbledore like the saints.

They follow Dumbledore's lead only because of Dumbledore's prestige, and Dumbledore won't lead them to do what they think is wrong.

But if Dumbledore asked them to assassinate Cornelius Fudge, the members of the Order of the Phoenix would absolutely refuse to follow his orders.

Times are different now.

Voldemort has returned.

It was necessary to have a force that would do his bidding and do some dirty work for him.

He can't rely on Grindelwald's saints to work for him every time, can he?

Under the influence of Grindelwald and his son, Dumbledore has changed a lot now.

At the very least, the current Dumbledore wouldn't mind taking some less glorious means to achieve his goal, as long as he could kill Voldemort, everything would be worth it.

Dumbledore would never allow anyone to threaten Kyle's safety.

Dumbledore, who returned to the principal's office, thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind to form a force.

Since it's a power hidden in the dark, let's call it——

Anbu.