Walking on the way to the office, Forge kept greetings, and even met Arthur Weasley, and chatted with him for a few words.

Arthur was confused and didn't know what crazy this minister who was very alert to him recently.

Fuji is not really crazy, but happy!

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his face was filled with pride.

My political talent is unparalleled, he thought.

It was indeed unparalleled. In just a few weeks, he took Dumbledore from the position of president of the International Wizards Federation and chief of Wisengamo.

Fudge is so proud!

He didn't expect it to be so relaxed, and he thought he would be subject to a lot of resistance.

It seems that Dumbledore is really old and has a greater influence than before.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Fuji's mouth.

Beating a fallen dog has always been a must-have skill for a mature politician.

Next, he would interfere in Hogwarts, take the position of Dumbledore as principal, and let him go back to the Godric Valley to plant sugarcane.

Forge had said a long time ago:

Dumbledore would regret it. Without his support, even as a principal, he would be unable to move forward.

Only Fudge could tolerate Dumbledore's little willfulness.

But now he doesn't want to tolerate it!

These days, Dumbledore has not learned a lesson. Like a mad dog, he delivered several speeches to tell everyone that the mysterious man is back.

Public opinion...Foggy has warned all major newspapers in China, including the Prophet Daily, to slander Dumbledore as much as possible.

Everything is at your fingertips!

Foggy confidently pushed open the office door and walked in slowly.

Before he could sit down, Percy, who had just served as assistant minister, immediately knocked on the door and walked in.

He was holding a cup of hot latte and a stack of newspapers like a dog-legged.

There must be a "Prophet Daily" and newspapers from other countries must also be read.

I care about international current affairs in this way, and the morning passed.

Fudge sat down on the chair, took the latte, first blew the scum, and then took a sip carefully.

Without added sugar, milk extract juice and Jinkeju Huoxiang Zhengqi Liquid...the taste is moderate.

Percy's craftsmanship has improved more and more.

But Fudge still misses Umbridge's hand-made coffee.

That is truly sweet but not greasy, and it has endless aftertaste.

"Congratulations to Mr. Minister, I read your report yesterday, and it was so good." Percy licked skillfully.

Fudge was also a little proud, remembering the interview with the Prophet Daily the day before yesterday about him being awarded the first-class Merlin Medal.

That's right, Forge received the Order of Merlin this year in recognition of his contribution to the magic society as Minister of Magic.

At the end of July, I will go to the Merlin Medal Award Ceremony to receive it.

Although it sounds a bit shameless, Forge believes that his achievements are worthy.

It was as if he said in front of the reporter:

"When I first took over the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry was in chaos and the wizards had no surplus food.

Officials at the level of directors, less than 200 Gallons a month, and the allowances were not much, and the office was in a dilapidated manner. In this way, two people squeezed into a room.

A year later, the Ministry of Magic has everything, 2000 light wheels, a newly decorated office, and a subsidy and welfare."

Without these, I dare to smear Dumbledore and Stark head-on?

In the last sentence, Faugi certainly did not tell the reporter, but instead complained in his heart.

But when I thought about it, William would also receive the first-class Merlin Medal and receive the award with him, Fudge was a little unhappy.

This is William's second award. Once he appears in the ceremony, he will definitely steal everyone's attention.

Although Foggy didn't want to give it to William, there was nothing he could do.

Because there are examples to follow.

Back then, the famous Ilforcombe incident: a Welsh green dragon attacked a group of Muggles in Ilforcombe, Devon, England.

The Tok family, who was traveling, prevented the casualties.

Toke also received the first-class Merlin Medal for this.

In the Quidditch World Cup last summer, William blocked a series of attacks and saved many wizards from various countries.

Even though William has won the Merlin Medal once, he deserves the award this time, without any moisture.

Faugi couldn't stop it, otherwise the public pressure would be too great.

"What's the news about the Prophet Daily today?" Fudge took a sip of coffee.

"Well...no big news." Percy said vaguely.

"Is nothing wrong?" Fudge glanced at the calendar.

“By time, Vienna should have held an international conference of wizards.

With Stark and Granger there, nothing happened?"

Fuji said, laughing, he was amused by his humor.

Percy laughed awkwardly and took out the newspaper reluctantly.

Fudge leaned comfortably on the chair, crossed his hands and placed them on his legs, and closed his eyes and said, "Remember!"

Hopefully he could hear good news, but he sent Umridge to make trouble.

Percy struggled to read about Vienna's attack.

Fuji didn't finish his sip of coffee and vomited it out.

Percy continued to recite, and Fudge's face became increasingly ugly.

"Stark claims that the Vienna incident was planned by the mysterious man," Percy read.

“He also showed reporters a lot of evidence, including a Death Eater.

This Death Eater, a wizard from the Rozier family, calls himself a mysterious man to serve.

According to Rozier, the mysterious man ordered him to release the North Sea monster to attack the wizard meeting."

Fuji snatched the newspaper and looked at the sirens' photos, and was completely stunned.

Not to mention, even he believed it when he looked at the photos!

Minister Fuji continued to read, frowned and read:

"Stark will receive the first-class Austrian Double Eagle Medal and the first-class Merlin Medal, which is his second time to receive the Merlin Medal.

When the reporter asked about his feelings, Stark claimed that he would refuse to receive the award with Minister Foggy.

Because, that was a shame to him.

Stark will become the first wizard in the history of British magic to refuse to receive the Merlin medal.

Coincidentally, he was also the youngest Merlin Medal winner, the first man to win the second time.”

Fuji was so angry that he trembled all over and his face turned red. He hadn't disliked him yet, but the other party actually disliked him!

He looked quickly again.

"Stark said the British Ministry of Magic should set up the 'Merling Peace Prize' to be awarded specifically to Minister Fudge to satisfy his vanity.

It is best to set up Minister Shan and carve his avatar..."

Fuji threw the newspaper on the ground angrily and stepped on it a few times. After a few seconds, he picked it up.

“Stark also made a proposal for this attack.

He believes that the situation is difficult and there must be a president of the Federation to actively deal with this matter.

However, the Federation cannot elect a new president in a short period of time.

Stark proposes to allow Dumbledore to remain interim president until the end of the matter.”

"According to reliable sources, the U.S. representative Ms. Piqueli, has contacted more than twenty representatives to call for this matter..."

Fuji stood up with a look of horror.

"What is Umbridge doing in Vienna?!"

Fudge paced in front of the fireplace, and grabbed a handful of shining powder and sprinkled on the flames from a jar on the mantel.

"Martin!" Fudge shouted at the flames, "Where are you!"
To be continued...