MM Racing Chapter 499 But I Refusal
Chapter 499 But I Refusal
Chapter 499 But I Refusal
"But—but—" Startled by Fudge's words, Loila was about to say something when Fudge waved his hand to interrupt her.
"This is a newly established department," he said slowly. "Magic array tools have begun to completely change the lives of wizards, and it's not just about the pendants used by werewolves."
"And that necklace that can block magic arrays—and other magic arrays."
"The Ministry of Magic needs to begin managing these magic circles, and Miss Hamilton—I think you're perfectly suited for the role."
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"Ah—this—" Loila shook her ears and looked at Fudge. Indeed, becoming a director was very tempting, especially since it was related to the magic circle—
But I still have Lord Grindelwald's mission to complete—if I leave Hogwarts, Dumbledore's favorability will be reset to zero, right?
But—but—becoming something like that is really—
Loila was genuinely hesitant; the thought of becoming a director seemed incredibly impressive!
"Not only that—" Fudge continued, looking at Loila's hesitant expression, "We plan to make the Department of Magic Arrays and Items Management the second largest department in the Ministry of Magic."
"In other words, you will be managing more than fifty Aurors."
"Ugh!" Upon hearing the number fifty Aurors, Loila's body immediately trembled.
Isn't there too many people? — Does the director really have to manage so many people?
And they're arrogant—I've heard that in a place like this, where magic is involved, there are unspoken rules—you have to maintain good relationships with colleagues—and also be humorous, witty, and good at management.
Loila's face turned pale instantly.
She felt completely incapable of being a department head; if she were a professor, she could at least manage to manage students.
But as for the director's job—I'd better forget about it—I'm too stupid to do this job well.
Besides, I still have Lord Grindelwald's mission. As for the position of Director, when Lord Grindelwald returns in his glory, I can easily become one.
Who knows, Lord Grindelwald might even be willing to let me be Minister of Magic then!
I feel that the minister is much more capable than the director-general.
Loila nodded slightly, preparing to refuse Minister Fudge. It would be better to find someone more capable for this kind of job.
"That...that job of a director is just too...too demanding." Loila rubbed her hands together and said softly, "I'm not being modest or anything—someone like me...is...not fit to be a director."
"Minister, you'd better find someone else."
However, Fudge seemed to have misunderstood something when he saw Loila's somewhat nervous expression. He smiled slightly and continued, "Becoming a director means that you will become part of the wizarding world's management."
"But you are fully capable of doing it, so don't be modest."
"Ah—I'm not—" Before Loila could finish speaking, Fudge continued, "But becoming a manager isn't all good, you know."
"This also means you have to start taking responsibility for public opinion." He paused, then continued, "In other words—"
"Miss Hamilton, I hope you can tell me about Voldemort."
"Huh?" Loila paused for a moment, not understanding what Fudge meant.
What does this have to do with Voldemort?
Besides, didn't I already say that I can't do the job of a department head?
"Voldemort—he—he attacked Mr. Potter?" After thinking for a moment, Royla gave this answer.
But this answer made Fudge gently shake his head: "Miss Hamilton, are you joking?"
"Voldemort does not exist—it's just that Mr. Steinberg was a mad dark wizard."
"Including Barty Crouch Jr., this is evidence that Barty Crouch still sympathized with those dark wizards of Azkaban."
"Is it right?"
Is that correct?
This doesn't make sense, does it?
"What you're saying is completely different from what I know," Roy said, pursing her lips. "It seems... it seems that's not the case."
"Voldemort really exists—and he even fought me!"
"Miss Hamilton, please don't—" The woman who had been silent until now, known as Ms. Umbridge, seemed unable to hold back any longer. She suddenly opened her mouth as if to say something, but Fudge gently stopped her with his hand.
"Miss Hamilton—don't you understand what I mean?" Fudge said slowly in a low voice, "Voldemort does not exist."
"This should be a consensus between us."
Is this... is this what Miss Shiloh mentioned?
Looking at Fudge spouting nonsense, Loila realized that this was the Voldemort story that Miss Shiloh had mentioned earlier.
He refused to believe Voldemort existed—even after he had attacked Hogwarts—
So—so the so-called director or something was also because of this Voldemort thing?
Loila suddenly became clever at this moment. Looking at Fudge, she immediately realized that all the promises made by the directors were just to get her to stand on the side of the Ministry of Magic and to deny the existence of Voldemort.
"Although Headmaster Dumbledore has always claimed that Voldemort exists—we all know it's false, right?" Fudge continued slowly, his eyes fixed on Royla, as if hoping she would give him the answer he expected.
But the more eager he became, the more silent Loila became.
She wasn't hesitating about whether or not she should lie; she was just wondering if doing so would constitute a betrayal of Dumbledore.
Even if he wasn't originally on Dumbledore's side, he should at least pretend to be.
If we just oppose Dumbledore like this, won't our favorability rating be reset to zero?
It could even turn into a negative number!
Loila shook her head violently and said firmly, "I'm sorry, Minister Fudge."
"But—but Voldemort really exists."
"He also wanted to kill Mr. Potter—" Loila said, hoping to win Fudge back. "He infiltrated Hogwarts and even disrupted the magic circle."
"He's definitely up to something bad; it can't be that simple—"
"Enough, Miss Hamilton!" Umbridge suddenly said. "Are you questioning Minister Fudge?"
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"Minister Fudge already said Dumbledore was lying," Umbridge said viciously. "How can you do this after all the concern the minister just showed you?"
"And you're in cahoots with Dumbledore—are you also trying to disrupt the peace of the wizarding world?"
What are you babbling about?!
Do I look like I'm on the same side as Dumbledore?
And Minister Fukichi, why aren't you saying a word?!
Seeing Fudge remain silent, Loila pursed her lips and realized that this must be what he meant.
That's what he thought—that Dumbledore wanted to be Minister for Magic.
No way—would Dumbledore's ambitions be so small? He clearly wants to rule the wizarding world; he wouldn't even look down on your tiny British Ministry of Magic.
He's already the chairman of the Wizengamo Wizarding Council, and it won't be long before he becomes the chairman of the European Wizarding Federation—that's when things will really get dangerous.
You've missed the point.
Loila looked at Fudge without saying a word for a long time, and her silence made Fudge sigh.
"Miss Hamilton—if you are just as stubborn as I am—then I can only express my regret." Fudge said, slowly getting up. He picked up his hat, put it on, and then left with the dark mass of Aurors.
Watching his retreating figure, Loila suddenly pursed her lips as if she had remembered something.
Oh no—did I fall out with them? Miss Xi seems to have said that if I do this—I might get targeted.
However—though it doesn't seem like targeting them really matters—Loira gently shook her head. Anyway, Lord Grindelwald once said: the Ministry of Magic and all that stuff is a bunch of useless idiots—
Well—this does not include Mr. Parkinson's, or the possible army of fire spirits.