Chapter 326: Good Fortune Never Comes Alone, and Misfortune Never Comes Alone

Fudge thought he had reached the limit of bad luck, but what happened next was beyond his expectations.

The stairs adjacent to the one that disappeared also disappeared, and the fat Fudge suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, at least he was not so uncomfortable. But when the third staircase disappeared, he panicked.

"Dumbledore -"

Before Dumbledore could react, Fudge fell from the big hole formed by the stairs - fortunately, there was a staircase below that turned and caught him, otherwise he would have broken his bones.

However, even if the stairs caught him just right, Fudge was still knocked unconscious. He felt that all the bones in his body were broken, and he lay on the stairs for a long time before he recovered.

During this period, he did not fail to consider what would happen if the stairs disappeared further, but the pain in his body was so intense that Fudge completely lost the motivation to move.

'If the stairs disappear again, I will accept it! ' Under the continuous blows, Fudge showed a self-destructive mentality. But it seemed that his luck had changed. This time, the stairs did not disappear strangely until Dumbledore arrived.

Dumbledore, who rushed to Fudge's side, did not hesitate and directly protected him to retreat to a safe place.

Dumbledore did not like Fudge very much, but this guy was the Minister of Magic after all. Dumbledore could not just watch the current Minister of Magic fall to his death in Hogwarts Castle, right?

"This has never happened before." Dumbledore looked at the stairs that disappeared abruptly and frowned slightly.

This is very wrong. Since Fudge entered Hogwarts, his bad luck is no longer bad luck in the normal sense. This is more like...

Curse!

Dumbledore thought of those Defense Against the Dark Arts professors who tried to teach another school year. After completing a year of teaching, once they had the idea of ​​continuing for another year, they would encounter all kinds of bad luck. However, Fudge's experience today is considered to be a particularly unlucky one even among the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

What Dumbledore and Fudge didn't know was that Fudge didn't suffer further misfortune, not because his luck turned, but because someone showed mercy.

"Well, the Minister of Magic can't fall to his death in Hogwarts Castle." Rice, who was far away, held Helga's arm and dispelled her idea of ​​continuing to eliminate the stairs.

"It's really a bargain for him!" Helga said angrily: "Is it considered passing after suffering only this little?"

"Of course not." Rice would not think that Fudge "passed" and it was too cheap for him to suffer only this little. But he was not as angry as Helga, because Henry had already taken action.

For a political creature like Fudge, if he had to choose between bad luck and downfall, he would definitely choose bad luck without hesitation.

Fudge, who was helped to a safe platform by Dumbledore, asked Dumbledore with a sad face what happened and why he was so unlucky today.

Dumbledore thought for a moment and could only respond in a humorous tone: "It seems that Hogwarts Castle is not very welcoming to you today."

Fudge was a little bit broken and shouted loudly: "But I am also a graduate of Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore didn't want to pay attention to him-you are a graduate of Hogwarts, and you sent Dementors to surround Hogwarts? The four founders would definitely expel you if they knew about it.

Les had never regretted so much that he had developed a magic that could transmit sound. When Fudge's words "I am also a graduate of Hogwarts" reached their ears, Les and Helga were indeed irritated.

A large chandelier fell straight on Fudge's head. If it weren't for Dumbledore's quick eyes and hands, Fudge would really die here today.

Fudge:...

Dumbledore:...

"I think you should say less." Dumbledore advised sincerely.

Fudge nodded with a dull look.

The screws of the chandelier had been out of repair for a long time, causing the chandelier to fall. The probability of such an incident is not zero, but it is close to zero. Fudge was really scared.

He followed Dumbledore and came to the West Tower carefully and nervously. Then when he climbed the ladder leading to the Divination Classroom, the ladder broke...

Fudge, who fell on his butt, was used to it. He got up from the ground, repaired the ladder with a repair spell, and then slowly climbed into the Divination Classroom.

After hearing Fudge's purpose, Professor Trelawney was stunned: This minister is too unlucky, right?

She carefully did a divination for Fudge, and this time she really saw the "ominous" from the hexagram.

When she got the "ominous" conclusion, Trelawney even felt like crying - in order to establish her own image, she always liked to give people "death predictions", but after so many years, she finally met someone who really reflected the death omen in the hexagram!

Professor Trelawney used all her skills to interpret the hexagrams she saw in great detail to Fudge, who looked as black as a burnt crucible.

"So what should I do to avoid these disasters?" Fudge felt that he would die if he continued to listen, so he interrupted Professor Trelawney and asked her for solutions.

Trelawney: ?

"I am only responsible for divination, and I don't know what to do - maybe it would be better for you to leave the castle first?"

Fudge was so angry at Trelawney's words that his eyes turned black: If I had known this, I would have gone back to the Ministry of Magic directly? ! Why did I go to such great lengths to come here to ask you for divination? Do you know how much suffering I have endured along the way?

He really didn't want to say anything more, and even wanted to ask Dumbledore to borrow a broomstick and fly out of the window. But considering his luck today, Fudge really didn't dare to do so.

In the end, even if he was reluctant, Fudge could only go back along the old way.

When he walked out of Hogwarts Castle again and bathed in the sun, Fudge even felt like he had survived a disaster.

"Albus, I'll go back to the Ministry first. If there is anything, let's communicate by email..." Fudge looked at the castle behind him with lingering fear. In his eyes, his familiar alma mater had turned into a terrifying demon cave, and he never wanted to set foot here again.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes: In the end, he did not directly respond to the topic of whether to continue to send Dementors to be stationed outside Hogwarts.

At this moment, a beautiful owl flew in front of him and handed him a letter.

Dumbledore opened the letter and looked at it, and immediately showed a surprised expression.

"What's wrong?" Fudge asked.

Dumbledore looked at him with strange eyes, and then told him that many parents were waiting for him outside the school.

Fudge:? !

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