Chapter 376 I Don’t Mind Being Disgusted

"As far as I know, your grandparents are the Minister and Deputy Minister of the Chinese Ministry of Magic. You can say that you are a third-generation official?"

Fan Lin was slightly stunned. He never thought that Umbridge would say that. To be honest, Fan Lin was really surprised.

Umbridge seemed to be too relaxed. She took a sip of coffee. "So, tell me, what is the relationship between Dumbledore and your grandparents, or what is your grandparents' attitude?"

Fan Lin couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that Cornelius Fudge has a deep-rooted idea that Dumbledore will take his position, and his obsession is extremely crazy.

In fact, if Dumbledore wanted to be the Minister of Magic, Fudge would have nothing to do with it at the time of the election.

The Ministry of Magic is nothing, a power institution dominated by a few wizards?

In fact, the most important thing between wizards is the comparison of strength. Powerful wizards will never be restricted by the Ministry of Magic. For example, Grindelwald, his ambition is much greater than that of a Ministry of Magic that is limited to the United Kingdom.

Dumbledore happens to be such a person. He confines himself to such a narrow scope as the Ministry of Magic. This is undoubtedly stupid.

According to some wizards, the election of the Minister of Magic in the UK is nothing more than choosing a less bad person from a group of bad people.

This is still very bad, isn't it?

Why can Lucius Malfoy be so arrogant? According to what Fanlin knows, Lucius does not have much respect for Fudge, because Lucius can completely rely on the strength of his family to influence Fudge's thinking.

This is the fact. Otherwise, why would the behavior of aristocratic Death Eaters like Lucius be forgiven after Voldemort's defeat, and even more glorious than before.

And Karkaroff, he even became the headmaster of Durmstrang. Durmstrang is rich in dark wizards. Without extraordinary means, there is no way to gain a foothold among a group of dark wizards or small black wizards.

And now, Fudge actually thinks that Dumbledore is colluding with foreign magic forces to pull him down.

This idea is undoubtedly ridiculous. Dumbledore doesn't need to do this at all. In fact, Dumbledore is on good terms with many powerful wizards. A single Nicolas Flamel can completely subvert the entire Ministry of Magic, and it is subverted from the inside.

"Oh, the two of them are good friends, and their relationship is very close, and my grandfather fully supports my grandmother." Fan Lin said that he didn't mind creating a little panic in the Ministry of Magic. And this panic is completely uncontrollable.

Compared with the UK, if Dumbledore is removed, the Chinese Ministry of Magic is overwhelming in terms of strength and number.

Fan Lin still remembers the compound spells in China. Several people can form a simple magic circle, and then the spells are superimposed on each other. Although the British wizarding world also has its own unique aspects, the number of people alone is completely incomparable.

High-intensity combat units can be completely eliminated by relying on a large number of ordinary spellcasters to cast spells together.

It is undoubtedly unrealistic to ask grandpa and grandma for intelligence or collect evidence.

Umbridge pursed her lips. This was definitely the worst news she had ever heard.

She drank a cup of coffee in big gulps. There seemed to be a hint of reluctance in her words.

"Very... very good." Umbridge said, "Then why do you..."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Umbridge's question. Her face changed, and the terrible smile returned to her face.

Umbridge took out her wand and waved it gently in the air. The diffuse fragrance disappeared instantly.

"Please come in." She said delicately, and Fanlin felt a little nauseous unconsciously. He watched the pink smoke float out of his nose and then disappeared without a trace.

"I think we should go." The door was opened, and Dumbledore and Fudge stood outside the door. It seemed that the conversation between the two was very pleasant.

"Of course." Fanlin replied, he stood up and walked towards Dumbledore step by step.

"I don't know if you have had breakfast, professor." Fanlin asked respectfully.

"Oh, I ate some."

"That's a pity. The sandwiches that Ms. Umbridge prepared for me are really delicious. Maybe we can send one or two house-elves to communicate with the chef of the Ministry of Magic."

"You can send Dobby over." Dumbledore said.

"If Ms. Umbridge doesn't mind, I also hope that my house-elves can learn how to brew coffee for you. You know, Dobby doesn't know how to make coffee. He is always clumsy. I believe Ms. Umbridge will teach him kindly. Coffee is delicious."

Fanlin's eyes revealed the kind of expectation that belongs to a child.

"Don't be too willful, Mr. Fanlin." Dumbledore said, he looked very serious.

"Of course." Umbridge smiled, which seemed a bit reluctant. Let her, a wizard, teach a dirty house-elf hand in hand?

This is really a bit too difficult. From the process of eating just now, she can see that although this child is polite, he is also very willful.

"That's great. I'll send Dobby over in a while. Although Dobby is a little stupid, he is also a good friend of mine. I believe Ms. Umbridge will not treat house-elves like other people, right?" Fanlin asked. He seemed to be worried about the house-elves, but this was also to implement Hermione's idea.

"Of course." Umbridge said, her smile became more and more brilliant.

"That's great."

"Okay, we should go. I think Minister Cornelius and Ms. Umbridge still have a lot of work to do. We can't delay them for too long." Dumbledore said, and he patted Fanlin on the shoulder.

"Have you brought your wand?"

"Of course, Professor Dumbledore." Fanlin said, he took out his wand and shook it slightly. At the end of the wand, the newly added trace left a faint mark on the handle of the wand like a brand.

"Very good, I think you have to protect your wand this time, otherwise, you may be judged dead by the Ministry of Magic staff like before, after all, destroying the wand is too horrifying."

"Of course, I will protect it, Professor Dumbledore." Fan Lin nodded, and he stood aside obediently.

"Cornelly, if you don't mind me Apparating out directly, you know, our appearance is very eye-catching in London." (To be continued)