128 C128 Minister of Magic

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As the bodies appeared, the less seasoned of the Aurors looked uncomfortable. They hadn't seen dead bodies before, so they felt a big urge to vacate their stomachs. Especially thanks to the state of Dumbledore's body. The man looks like someone sucked all the water out of him.

"The mummy is Albus Dumbledore, I assume?" Lord Potter asks.

"Yup, Gellert did some wandless spell or something to suck all the life out of him and transfer it to himself. I haven't found out how though. It's probably best no one finds out how, though." Tom informs.

"Yes, I saw the memory. You're right, we don't need any wannabe dark lord finding out about that." Lord Potter shivers at the thought.

"Well, I believe I've answered everything unless you have more questions? If not, then I should get to school." Tom says as he stands from his chair.

"No, we don't have anything else for you. Thank you for being so cooperative." He answers and suddenly the door slams open.

"Is Mr. Riddle truly here!?" A woman dressed in the wizarding equivalent of a pants suit struts her way into the room.

She looks to be middle-aged with black hair, normal height, and slightly overweight. Behind her are two tough-looking bodyguards. They're dressed similarly to Aurors and keep scanning the area for any threats.

"Yes, Mam. He was just about to leave." Lord Potter answers and gestures over to Tom.

As the woman's head turns and locks onto Tom, she darts forward and grabs his hand, shaking it rather forcefully.

"Hello, I'm Hortensia Milliphutt, the Minister of Magic." She gives his hand one final shake and let's go. "I just wanted to come and thank you in person for all that you've done."

"You're welcome. I'm Tom Riddle, but you already know that." Tom says politely as he eyes her cautiously. 'She's either really here to thank me, or she wants me to support her for re-election.'

"Yes, of course, I know! Everyone knows who you are now, don't they? Although, I didn't expect you to be so young. I may have built up your image in my mind a bit." She confesses with a smile on her face.

"I hope the real thing doesn't disappoint." Tom jokes.

"No, of course not. It's just hard to picture someone so young killing a man like Gellert Grindelwald." She says his name with a hint of fear in her voice. "Do you know that I've actually met him before?"

"Oh really? How did that go." Tom continues his small talk happily, but inside he's trying to find an excuse to leave.

"He wanted me to join him and give him control of the Ministry. Can you believe the gall of that man?" She says and continues to prattle on.

The Aurors around the room looked at Tom with pitying eyes. They know first hand how much of a chatterbox the Minister was. If she wasn't stopped, she would go on and on for hours.

"It was nice talking to you Minister, but I really have to get back to Hogwarts." Tom says, tired of talking to her. 'She hasn't asked about my support, so maybe she did came just to thank me?'

"Yes, you are still a student after all." She nods in agreement. "Before you go though, could I count on your support for my re-election in the coming years?"

'There it is... Politicians are all the same.' Tom thought as he put on a polite smile. "I'm not very into politics at the moment, but I'll think about it and owl you if anything."

As Tom says this, the corner of the Ministers mouth twitched down slightly. He could tell that she was unhappy and annoyed with his answer.

"Well, don't worry about it, my dear. You have two years to decide if you want to support me or not." She says and excuses herself.

As she leaves the room, the bodyguards form up around her and escort the minister out.

"Good answer. That one's a shark who will talk your ear off before devouring you whole." Lord Potter comments as all the Aurors nod to his statement.

"Yeah, I could tell." Tom says as he turns to Lord Potter. "Can you show me to Druella and the floo, so we can be on our way?"

"Of course, follow me."

After getting Druella and being escorted to the Floo, they bid the Aurors farewell and left through the fireplace in a flash of green flame.

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In Headmaster Dippets office, the fireplace sparked green as Tom and Druella came walking out.

The headmaster was waiting patiently at the side, as he had to be there to let them through. The Aurors have long explained that this would happen.

"Mr. Riddle, welcome back to Hogwarts!" He greets Tom with a happy smile on his face.

Dippet has always like Tom. How could he not? The boy has been top of his class in every subject since his first day as a first-year. He's polite and friendly with everyone. Never has anyone come to complain about him. Well, except for Albus, but based on his recent actions in helping a dark lord, Dippet doesn't count him as a member of Hogwarts anymore.

"It's good to be back, headmaster." Tom replies as they both shake hands.

This is something odd that's happened since he became famous. Everyone wants to shake his hand. While wizarding etiquette says that shaking hands is wrong, it seems that once your famous some rules go out the window.

"Ehem..." Druella clears her throat.

"Ms. Rosier, I didn't see you there. Welcome back as well." Dippet greets her with much less excitement.

Tom could hear her through the mark muttering about how disrespectful their headmaster is being.

"Well, you have a few hours before the rest of the students arrive. Do you need anything while you wait?" He asks politely.

"No thanks. We'll just go and unpack early." Tom says as he and Druella inch towards the door.

"Alright, If you need anything, my door is always open to you!" He says and ushers them out of the office.