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"It's my honor." Ethan replied, no matter what medicine is sold in Fudge Gourd, Ethan intends to taste it first.

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Ethan already had a deep understanding of Fudge. He knew that Fudge was a Minister of Magic chosen by the compromises of various forces after the fall of Voldemort.

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At that time, the British wizarding world was already in jeopardy and could no longer withstand any storms.

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So Fudge, who looks mediocre and easy to control, has become the best choice for all forces.

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A weak and easily manipulated Minister of Magic is what major pure-blood families want most, so the strong old Barty Crouch lost his candidacy for Minister of Magic because of his son.

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And Fudge, who was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic and Disasters not long ago, because all of the more competitive opponents withdrew, and "picked up" the great deal of the Minister of Magic.

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After taking power, Fudge was really mediocre. At first, he often asked Dumbledore for advice and help, but after a period of time, Fudge gradually became obsessed with everything that the position of Minister of Magic brought him, and began to put Dumbledore on him. Bridor sees it as a threat.

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Fudge believes that the magical world has been getting better and better under his "hard work" for many years, but in fact, the peaceful magical world is not the result of his hard work.

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But after the fall of Voldemort, according to historical evolution, the wizarding world recovered prosperity from the darkness of war. It was just that the Minister of Magic during this period of recovery was Fudge.

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However, Fudge has stubbornly regarded Dumbledore as a threat, believing that Dumbledore is trying to usurp his position, so he has begun to guard against Dumbledore everywhere, and instead turned to cooperate with the pure blood family.

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And pure-blood families have been using Fudge to achieve their various goals. Since pure-blood families can use Fudge, why didn't Ethan give it a try?

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Knowing that Ethan had other things, Tonks was a little gloomy, and she hoped to spend more time with Ethan.

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The time soon came to evening, and Fudge, who had finished his work and changed into a black coat, enthusiastically held Ethan.

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"Mr. Ethan, we can go. I think my family must be looking forward to seeing you," Fudge said.

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He took out a beautifully carved pocket watch from his arms, "Ethan, we can leave with the door key, the fireplace at the Ministry of Magic is really dirty." Fudge frowned.

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Ethan held the bracelet of Fudge's pocket watch. Ethan felt an invisible hook pulling hard behind his belly button, and then he flew straight up. He seemed to have turned into a gust of wind and flew forward.

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It didn't take long for this momentum to gradually weaken, and Ethan and Fudge slowly landed on the ground.

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At this time, Ethan realized that he was no longer in the Ministry of Magic, but in a beautiful street, and a villa in front of him caught Ethan's attention.

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With its pale blue tiled roof and white walls covered with blooming clematis, it looks simple and elegant.

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And the garden around the villa is very beautifully decorated, which is full of purple irises and lupins, making the surrounding environment full of floral and natural flavors.

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Ethan looked at Fudge in amazement. He didn't expect Fudge to have such a taste.

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Fudge seemed to have noticed Ethan's eyes, and explained proudly, "My daughter takes care of the garden, and she likes these flowers and plants."

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"You're back!" A gentle voice appeared in front of him, and Ethan looked forward only to find a woman with long black hair and pale green home clothes standing at the door, who looked like a very temperamental woman.

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"Alyssa, we have a guest at our house. Let me introduce you. This is the Ethan I always told you." Fudge introduced Ethan to the woman in front of him with a smile.

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"Hello Ethan, my husband often talks about you at home." The woman in front of her politely extended her hand and shook Ethan.

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"Ethan, this is my wife, Alyssa Parkinson." Fudge introduced Ethan to the woman in front of him.

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"It's so cold outside, you two don't stand here, come in." Mrs. Parkinson turned her body sideways and let him enter the house.

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He took the coat handed over by Fudge, slapped the snow on it twice, and hung it up.

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The villa is covered with ebony floors, and the walls are covered with delicate patterns. There are many oil paintings on it, some are portraits and some are landscapes, but all of them use warm tones, which look very warm.

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"Andrea, there's a guest coming down soon!" Fudge shouted loudly.

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"Come! Come!" A crisp voice came from upstairs.

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Soon there was the sound of going downstairs, and it didn't take long for a girl in a light blue dress to appear in front of Ethan.

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This is a girl about the same age as Ethan. She has straight black hair that hangs down to her shoulders, her skin is fair and crystal clear, she has a pair of **** eyes like a fairy, and her lips are pale red, looking delicate.

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Ethan looked at Fudge in surprise. He didn't think that Fudge's genes could give birth to such a beautiful daughter. Could it be a genetic mutation?

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"Dad, who is this?" Andrea looked curiously at Ethan in front of her.

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"This is the Ethan you talk about every day," Fudge said.

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Andrea gave a short scream and ran to Ethan, grabbed Ethan's hand and shook it.

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"Have you really beaten so many dark wizards? Is it true that you beat Moody hard?" Ethan felt the smoothness of Andrea's skin on his hands, and he couldn't stop for a while. Know what to say.

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"Andrea! You're so rude! You really don't want to read that naysayer's story~lightnovelpub.net~ there's no real story in it!" Mrs. Parkinson reprimanded herself daughter sentence.

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Andrea stuck out her tongue mischievously and let go of Ethan's hand, "Mr. Ethan, wait for me, I have something that needs your signature." After that, she turned her head and ran into the house.

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"Please forgive Andrea, Ethan, we usually pamper her a bit too much," Fudge said to Ethan helplessly.

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"It's okay, I don't mind." Ethan responded with a smile.

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"It's time for dinner, I think you're all hungry." Mrs. Parkinson reminded, and then Fudge took Ethan to the restaurant.

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The restaurant is covered with a thick woolen carpet, stepping on it is like a cloud, and Ethan feels it is better than the carpet laid by the Ministry of Magic.

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The dining table is made of a whole piece of precious wood, with a faint aroma, which smells very soothing.

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The silver candlesticks filled with candles on the table brightened the whole restaurant, and the table was already full of plates with delicate patterns.

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"Hurry up and sit down, the dishes will be served soon." Mrs. Parkinson said in a relaxed tone.

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"Ethan, sit down quickly, you should really taste Alyssa's craftsmanship." Fudge kindly helped Ethan open the chair and invited him to sit down.

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Ethan became more and more confused about what Fudge wanted to do with such enthusiasm. He even began to wonder if Fudge wanted him to assassinate Dumbledore.