Albus Dumbledore can shield him from the sunlight and elevate him to the position of Minister of Magic; who can guarantee that in the future, Albus Dumbledore won't sacrifice him to promote someone new?
Fudge views the position of Minister of Magic as the throne of the Wizarding World, which is why, day and night, he worries; no king would want a kingmaker hanging over his head.
"As someone accused and reported, don't I have the right to know who reported me?" Albus Dumbledore approached Grindelwald.
He turned back to look at Fudge and the Aurors he brought along.
"I assure you, Albus, no one can defame or wrong you; we will only seek out the truth and stop any potential rumors from spreading outside."
"Not just to give you justice, but also to prevent others from saying I'm a biased Minister of Magic, after all, someone reported you and everyone knows my relationship with you is good." Fudge did not directly respond to Albus Dumbledore's question, but sincerely expressed his trust in Dumbledore.
He clearly did not want to reveal the informant.
"I can certainly understand your difficulties; we also trust the authority of the Ministry of Magic, but since it's a targeted action against me, I ask you not to trouble the other professors." Albus Dumbledore showed understanding, his expression betraying no emotional fluctuations, only full of sincerity and composure.
This made Fudge breathe a sigh of relief.
The pressure on him was truly immense.
"Of course."
Fudge didn't mention confiscating the professors' wands, nor did he want to seize Albus Dumbledore's wand; he merely wanted to give the professors at Hogwarts a show of power.
After all.
His authority seldom receives respect from these professors at this school, and being able to embarrass the professors in front of the Hogwarts Aurors could increase their awe of him.
Since it didn't succeed.
Forget it then.
There will surely be other opportunities in the future.
"You will handle the examination of this corpse to ascertain the cause of death of this poor, murdered individual." Fudge began instructing the Aurors under him to conduct an autopsy on Quirrell.
The Aurors did not hesitate to execute his order, respectfully whispering greetings to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape before stepping forward for the examination.
Very courteous.
"If anyone claims Dumbledore killed Quirrell, that's absolute nonsense." Professor McGonagall looked at Albus Dumbledore beside her.
Her words were also to remind Albus Dumbledore of what had transpired.
However.
The old headmaster remained calm and collected.
"I believe Fudge and these outstanding Aurors will uncover the truth." Albus Dumbledore replied softly, his gaze landing on Grindelwald.
Grindelwald nodded gently at him.
"Exactly, you always manage to understand our hardships."
Fudge appeared gratified.
"There are remnants of a Dark Arts ceremony, and I think this professor experienced a human sacrifice before his death, as for the purpose..." The Auror responsible for carefully examining the magical traces hesitated.
His words did not surprise the professors, as this was a conclusion Professor Snape had already reached.
"What is the purpose? No need for reservations! We are the Ministry of Magic!" Umbridge couldn't hold back and loudly inquired, she genuinely wanted to make a strong impression.
"We can only determine that this is a Dark Arts ceremony requiring human sacrifice."
The Aurors, however, did not provide a definitive answer, which disappointed Umbridge slightly, but Fudge's eyes flickered, hiding a sense of excitement within.
Yet Umbridge, in front of Fudge, did not notice this scene.
"Isn't it to revive someone?"
Her voice remained loud.
Fearless as a warrior.
"Enough! Stop this nonsense!" Professor McGonagall's temperament was never good, and upon hearing Umbridge's words, she finally couldn't bear the stupidity.
"If there truly was a Dark Arts ceremony capable of reviving the dead, do you think those Death Eaters still at large and haven't been captured by you would remain as quiet as they are now?"
"Think with the head that even a Giant would shake its head at!" Snape couldn't help but retort, even bringing up the sensitive subject of Death Eaters.
It was clear he and Professor McGonagall both disliked Umbridge.
"I'm not asking you to answer me! I want our Aurors to make a judgment!" Umbridge was furious, looking at Snape and Professor McGonagall with eyes full of ire.
"Especially you! How dare you mention Death Eaters?"
She seemed ready to deliver a threat to Snape at any moment.
"I suppose even if there was a Dark Arts ceremony capable of reviving the dead, this wouldn't explain why our headmaster would kill a professor and perform this Dark Arts ceremony, right?"
Grindelwald suddenly interjected, still squinting at Umbridge.
"Everyone, calm down; let's address the issue rationally; it's all about finding the truth, no need for such tension. Maybe we should bring this professor's body back to the Ministry of Magic for further examination."
Fudge seized the opportunity to play the mediator.
He didn't really expect to oust Albus Dumbledore; he just wanted something to hold against Albus Dumbledore.