Adrian was seething. He sat in his office at the Department of International Magical Cooperation, staring down at the meeting invititation that he received earlier. Why would Fudge want Adrian to attend a meeting with him? He was already having a good amount of headache by working along with Barty Crouch Sr. and other ministry workers with the portkeys trial.
Barty Crouch Sr. was a popular wizard, once. But due to a certain discovery about his son being a deatheater, his popularity fell and causing the man to shot Adrian an ugly stares oftentimes. Adrian could only guess that the man was being all sour and miserable, so he let the man be.
At exactly two in the afternoon, Adrian quickly headed to the Minister's office. His steps were slow and graceful, as he became extremely mindful of his posture just in case he would have to stay put in the same room with those pure-blood maniacs. Everybody knew what a suck up can Fudge be with those people, but they couldn't really say anything. As soon as he arrived in front of the minister's office, Adrian took a deep breath and knocked on the door. It wasn't even a minute later, the door was opened by the minister himself.
"Ah, Adrian my boy!" Fudge greeted him cordially before hugging him. He had to thank his stoic face later for hiding his grimace.
"Minister," Adrian glanced into the room. Crouch Sr. and Ludo Bagman were already seated across from each other, sipping their cup of tea calmly. He wondered why there was only the two of them, besides the minister, who attended the meeting.
"Please sit, Adrian. Have a cuppa." The minister closed the door before sitting across from him.
Muttering a thank you, he took a cup of earl grey and sipped it slowly. He quickly failed to ignore the buzzing thought of Bagman, the nasty one from Crouch Sr., and the wandering one from Fudge. Maybe he should start considering to limit his legillimen ability.
"So now that everyone's here, I want to say that we should held the triwizard tournament."
Crouch Sr. spill a cupful of earl grey onto his lap while Bagman squirted the tea back into his cup, causing Adrian to grimace.
"You can't be serious, Minister!" Bagman started. "That tournament is lethal!"
"I agree with Ludo for once, minister. We haven't held it for 200 years for no reason."
"But doesn't that give the reason for us to held it this time instead? Think about the excitement it will give! In addition to the world cup!" Fudge argued.
"I get it minister, the excitement. But why? Why now after 200 years?" Adrian arched his brow.
"Well, someone mentioned it to me earlier. He told me that it would be amazing to held such exciting tournament."
"Someone? And you took a random person's opinion right into consideration? You're the ministry of magic!" Crouch Sr. retorded, obviously irritated.
"Now, now Barty. If you really that angry," Fudge stopped for a while. People would think that the man was choosing his word wisely, but Adrian was not the one to be fooled. The nasty verbal sneer inside the minister head was loud and clear for him to hear.
"Why don't we just compromise?" The man added. What a two-faced old man.
Ignoring the previous sneer, Adrian quickly catched where this compromise would be heading. He was impressed by the man. Maybe he wasn't really that empty up there like how people always mentioned to him.
"What compromise are you trying to make, minister?" Adrian put down his cup.
"We'll hold the tournament, but with some restrictions that will make the tournament safer. How about that?" Fudge uttered the compromise. But by the looks of it, Crouch Sr. and Bagman were not impressed.
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