Chapter 79: Fudge's Little Thoughts

Rolf returned to the podium after confirming that he had received another Order of Merlin, and it was not a mistake.

Fudge gently hung the medal around the boy's neck and smiled proudly.

Rolf saved many wizards on the floating dragon ship, and this alone was enough for him to receive the International Wizarding Medal of the International Confederation of Wizards.

This is beyond doubt!

Since even the International Wizarding Medal is a foregone conclusion, then isn't the second Order of Merlin inevitable?

Just like getting the Nobel Prize for Muggles, getting the title of academician after returning home, isn't it also easy?

Well, this may not be easy.

In short, Fudge knew that Rolf would get the Order of Merlin again, and the only tricky problem was... age.

Rolf was too young!

He was only thirteen years old, and he was already the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, which greatly refreshed the record... In the next few decades, I am afraid that no one will be able to catch up with him.

If the second medal is awarded immediately, it will be unprecedented and probably unmatched.

Many officials in the Wizengamot had concerns and thought that they could hold back and wait until Rolf came of age before awarding him the medal.

But Fudge didn't think so.

After last year's publicity, Rolf already had a strong influence in the UK, and the group of wizards he saved were representatives of various ministries... This was another strong political resource.

Fudge had always wanted to get closer to Rolf... Isn't this the best opportunity?

So he proposed to directly award Rolf two medals... Let the Wizengamot hold a meeting to discuss the matter.

Fudge also found Dumbledore and wizards who had a good relationship with him, and after many meetings, he pushed the matter down.

Of course, there will definitely be controversy, but Fudge wants controversy, otherwise how can Rolf feel his hardship and his deep "love" for him?

After all this, can Rolf not support him as the continuing minister, or even the president of the International Confederation of Wizards in the future?

Fudge's calculations are very loud, and have even reached 2023.

The entire venue also recovered from the shock, whispers rose and fell, and the entire stadium began to shake.

"Fuck you!" Ron couldn't help but spit out swear words to express his shock.

"That's the Order of Merlin."

Many wizards never get a third-level medal in their lifetime, but Rolf not only got a first-level medal, but also got two at once.

As expected... the gap between people is sometimes greater than that between people and dogs.

As the ceremony ended, the atmosphere in the venue reached its peak, with thunderous applause and endless cheers. The magic ceiling was dotted with stars, and countless gorgeous fireworks rose.

The cheers of the crowd lasted for about a few minutes until people felt their hands were really numb, and then they gradually calmed down.

Rolf returned to his seat. Seeing that everyone was staring at the medal on his neck, he took it off and threw it gently on the table, saying with a smile:

"Take it and have a look."

Margaret picked up a medal and examined it carefully. Shirley picked up another one. Hermione also came over and said distressedly:

"Rolf, be careful. What if it breaks?"

"It's okay." Rolf sat on the chair and said carelessly:

"My grandfather also has the Order of Merlin, and my grandmother has a cross medal awarded by the United States Congress... I saw her use it as a table leg last time. Let this thing break if it breaks."

"..."

Hermione sighed softly. For some reason, she wanted to beat Rolf now, and then use her size 32 foot to step hard on his hateful face and ravage it... Let you show off!

Not long after Rolf sat down, he was dragged to socialize by Fudge. He solemnly took the boy to meet groups of guests.

In his words, he also deliberately showed off their relationship, which seemed very close.

When passing by Sirius's table, seeing Ginny waving at him, Rolf took the opportunity to sit down and rest for a while.

As soon as the boy sat down, Percy was so excited that he couldn't even breathe. He leaned over, shook hands with him tightly, and said in a pretentious tone:

"Rolf, I'm so happy to see you. Congratulations on getting two Order of Merlin medals. It's amazing."

Rolf suppressed his smile and said, "Thank you."

Ginny rolled her eyes at Percy. Percy seemed to feel it and immediately turned his head to look at his sister.

The little girl changed her face at the speed of light, and said with a smile:

"Rolf, your dress is really beautiful."

Rolf picked up a cocktail, took a sip and said, "It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. I won't wear it anymore."

"Why not?" Ron was puzzled. If he had such a good dress, he could wear it for a lifetime.

As an experienced person, Sirius smiled knowingly:

"Rolf is so handsome that he can charm a group of witches with his face alone.

If he is dressed so flamboyantly and looks like a bee-attracting butterfly, the witches will be eager to eat him alive and kill him on the spot."

Rolf sighed, it was true... He just walked around and felt that he was abused countless times by a group of witches with fiery eyes.

When shaking hands, Rolf also received a lot of small notes with the location of his tent, suggesting that he could go to discuss ball skills in depth.

"Where are George and Fred?" Rolf asked again, "Why don't I see them?"

Everyone at the table laughed, except Percy, who didn't laugh, but kept a straight face.

"They were grounded by their mother, and their Ls results were not ideal." Ginny gloated.

"Not ideal?" Percy sneered: "Each of them only passed three O.W.Ls. I got the certificate and deducted half of it, which is equal to the two of them combined."

It's true, Percy is a top student and got twelve O's. w． Ls certificate.

"Ron, Ginny, you two should learn from me, don't be like George and Fred!" Percy acted like an older brother and lectured:

"The two of them hang out every day. After graduation, they won't even be able to get into the most rubbish centaur liaison office in the Ministry of Magic!"

Ron muttered unhappily: "You are so good at studying, but I haven't seen how well you are doing at work. Are you studying crucibles at the Ministry of Magic?"

"What do you know?" Percy said angrily: "I study major international issues.

We must enact some kind of international law, otherwise the market will be flooded with fake and shoddy products, with thin bottoms, fragile and fragile products, and serious harm..."

Seeing the two of them arguing, Luofu took the initiative to change the topic and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

"We are talking about the England Quidditch team." Harry said quickly: "We are talking about how to make it rise."

"I think we have to start with the coach." Charlie shook his head and said, "If the coach is not good, everything will be in vain."

Luofu swung his wine glass and said with a smile: "Don't worry about this, the coach has already arrested him."

"..."

Everyone was a little confused. Their so-called "grabbing from the coach" may not be the same as "grabbing" from Rove.

Luofu lowered his voice and revealed:

"I just heard from Fudge that the coach and seeker of the England team were arrested."

"What's wrong, they're fixing the match?" Harry asked.

"No." Rolf shook his head and said, "They participate in gambling and buy from the goblins to win."

"..."

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