"How did you find out about them?" she asked shrewdly, leaving off his prank for the moment. Though, she did feel sorry for the ancient woman. However, she needed to focus on the important things, like if others knew about this one. And it there were, then they would know if there were more. This was vital information she needed to know. The entire safety of the building was at hand. More tunnels could be disastrous. If He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was still running around, this would make the Ministry vulnerably. On the other hand, defenses could be set, and escape routes could be outlined. Yes, she was going to have to investigate this.
"Oh, I stumbled across this one a few days ago," he said, waving it away as if it were no big deal. "I don't think it's been used in centuries. The dust and grim that I had to Scourgify, was horrendous."
That airy statement made her groan, she had been hoping for more information than that. However, from what she could tell, the man was telling the truth. She turned her thoughts to the more serious problem. She glanced at Mr. Lupin and wondered if she could get a moment of his time.
"Now, Harry, we have many things to discuss," the minister continued, looking at who he thought was the weaker of the group. "Why don't you come to my office, so we can deliberate your godfather? I am very hopeful that we can get his story heard in front of the Wizengamot. Mr. Waters and I have come up with a few ideas and I would like to pass them by you. Then you in turn, can tell them to your godfather. We want his story heard, so then the public will know that he is innocent and didn't buy his way out of prison. You want that for him, don't you?" Cornelius offered, with a slight wringing of his hands.
"You'd really do that?" Harry asked, conflicted. He really wanted to be able to give Sirius his life back, but he didn't know this adult. However, if Mr. Waters trusted him with Sirius' life, perhaps he could be helpful. His subconscious told him he didn't like the man, but it didn't tell him why. The girls warning sounded through his head, but if he could give his godfather the life he deserved perhaps he should take the man up on his offer.
He looked the Minister up and down, to try and figure out what his game was. What he saw was a nervous, out of shape, fat man in hideous clothes. He looked to the two other adults to weigh what they were thinking. They both seemed to think that Fudge was not a threat. He did a quick scan of the man's magic, and it showed him to be a low-level wizard at best. So, Harry felt he would have no problem defending himself.
"If things go as planned then the Wizengamot can give him a full pardon. However, I wanted to talk over the details with you. You know, the things we'll say to the press, how we can spin the story in his favor, and all of that. You are, after all, family to the man," the portly man said with a brilliant smile. His eyes never leaving Harry's face, like he was just willing the boy to trust him. Small beads of sweat dotted his brow, and his hands never stopped moving.
Harry didn't know what was making the man nervous, or if it was his normal state of being. He looked to the exasperated Bones, and the unconcerned Remus. Seeing they weren't going to be any help, he weighed his options.
"Remus?" he asked, looking at Moony.
"I think it may help. If you want I can come with you," the older man offered. He wasn't worried, as long as Harry kept his wits about him, Fudge was no match for the teen.
"Mr. Lupin, while I am sure you want to accompany Mr. Potter, I have something we need to discuss. Perhaps while these two talk about Mr. Black, we can go my office. It's about that matter we discussed the other day. Will you please join me?" Amelia asked, making everyone stop, and wait for the answer. She needed to get those horcruxes out of the way. She wanted to go over the people she was thinking about for the hunt. He would know most of them, and where their loyalties lay.
"Very well," the always tired man stated, and then looked at Harry. "Is that alright with you, Harry? This is about that toy you gave me. Amelia is thinking about giving to some people, and I'm sure she just wants my opinion. However, I don't want you to think that I'm abandoning you," the werewolf asked, making sure that the boy was comfortable going alone. He didn't get the feeling that Harry was in any danger from Fudge, after all, the Minister want the kid's support.
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