After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

Chapter 317 Dispute (1)

It was already the next day when Lamia woke up. There was a commotion outside the door, as if someone was arguing outside. She slept very comfortably last night and was in a very good mood. She was not at all annoyed by being woken up.

"No, Fudge, you can't do that, something's going to happen to him!"

It seemed to be Professor McGonagall's voice, and she was talking to Cornelius Fudge, but what were they saying?

Lamia opened the door puzzledly and found Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and Cornelius Fudge standing outside. They seemed to be looking for her, but for some reason they started arguing outside the door.

"You're awake, child. Dumbledore asked us to come and see you," Professor McGonagall said gently, avoiding Cornelius Fudge who was blocking her way.

"I did the right thing. He is a Death Eater. There is nothing wrong with me bringing a bodyguard to protect myself." Cornelius Fudge kept talking beside Professor McGonagall as if he didn't see Lamia.

"And by all accounts, he deserves it!" said Fudge fiercely. "He seems to have been responsible for several deaths!"

"But he can't testify now, Cornelius," said Professor McGonagall, looking sharply at Fudge, as if for the first time she saw through him clearly. "He can't give evidence as to why he killed those people."

"Why did he kill them? Why, it's obvious!" Fudge said angrily. "He's a wandering lunatic! From what you told me, he seems to think that everything he does is in accordance with the will of You-Know-Who!"

"That's not all we've said, Cornelius. Voldemort did give him orders," said Professor McGonagall. "Those deaths were merely incidental consequences of Voldemort's plan for a comeback. That plan succeeded, and Voldemort regained his physical form."

Fudge was horrified, as if someone had hit him head on. He blinked dazedly and stared at Professor McGonagall blankly, as if he couldn't fully believe what he had just heard, but Professor McGonagall had told him this a long time ago.

Cornelius Fudge's eyes widened. "The You-Know-Who... is back? Nonsense, stop joking..."

"We told you so, Cornelius," said Snape, speaking for Professor McGonagall, "that we heard Barty Crouch Jr.'s confession.

Under the influence of Veritaserum, he told us how he was spirited out of Azkaban, and how Voldemort—having learned from Bertha Jorkins that he was still alive—freed him from his father and used him to capture Harry.

Let me tell you, the plan worked, and Barty Jr. has helped Voldemort return."

Snape completely shattered Cornelius's illusion that he had misheard. He paused and then laughed out loud.

"Look here, Severus," said Fudge, and at the grave looks on Snape and Professor McGonagall's faces he laughed even harder. "You - you can't really believe this, You-Know-Who - is back?"

"Don't joke, don't joke... Needless to say, little Barty probably thought he was following the instructions of the mysterious man - but how can you take the words of such a madman seriously?"

"Tonight, when Harry touched the Triwizard Cup, he was sent directly to Voldemort," Lamia said suddenly. "He witnessed Voldemort's resurrection with his own eyes. Why don't you ask him in person? Of course, I can also testify."

Professor McGonagall looked at Lamia with heartache. She couldn't imagine what the two children had been through.

Fudge, still smiling that peculiar smile, looked at Lamia, then back at Professor McGonagall and Snape. "You—er—you're going to take Harry and Lamia's words at face value, aren't you, McGonagall? Or does Dumbledore think so?"

There was a moment of silence. Professor McGonagall didn't want to waste time on Cornelius anymore. He only believed what he wanted to believe.

"Of course I believe Harry and Lamia," said Professor McGonagall, her eyes sparkling. "I've listened to Barty Jr.'s confession, and I've also heard Harry's account of what happened after he touched the Triwizard Cup. Of course, Lamia was also involved, and she can give a complete account of what she saw. What the three of them said makes perfect sense, and it explains everything that has happened since Bertha Jorkins disappeared last summer."

Fudge still had that strange smile on his face. He glanced at Lamia again before answering:

"You're prepared to believe that Voldemort has returned, on the word of a deranged murderer and two children, one of whom is... who..."

Fudge glanced quickly at Professor McGonagall again, and she immediately understood what he meant.

"Cornelly, Rita Skeeter's report isn't necessarily true," said Professor McGonagall disapprovingly.

Fudge blushed slightly, but then a look of defiance and stubbornness appeared on his face.

"Besides that," he said, looking at Professor McGonagall, "I noticed you and Dumbledore had been hiding something about that child? He's a Parseltongue, isn't he? And his behavior is peculiar in every way—"

"Harry is weird? What do you mean, sir?" Lamia said.

"He has a constant headache, right? He also often has nightmares. I know that children always take dreams as reality. In serious cases, they may even have hallucinations." Cornelius Fudge said.

"Listen to me, Cornelius," said Professor McGonagall, taking a step toward Fudge, her aura more powerful than ever. "Harry is as clear-headed and rational as you and I. The scar on his forehead doesn't cloud his mind. I believe that Harry's scar only hurts when Voldemort is lurking nearby or when he feels a particularly murderous urge."

Fudge took half a step back from Professor McGonagall, but his expression remained stubborn.

"Forgive me, I've never heard of a curse scar acting like a warning bell..."

"Whether you want to believe it or not, Voldemort has returned, sir," Lamia said. "I can tell you the names of those Death Eaters, I can tell you the names, but who would know who they are if they weren't seen with their own eyes?"

At this time, Snape, who had been silent, suddenly looked up at Lamia, but Lamia didn't notice.

"Then how do I know if you made it up? After all, you just mentioned a few names and I can't check them one by one." Cornelius Fudge said unconvinced.

"Doesn't the Ministry of Magic have a list of former Death Eaters?" Lamia was a little impatient. This Cornelius Fudge was such a coward. He refused to believe any negative news.