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But they had seen each other again. Less than a year later a
harassed-looking Fudge had appeared out of thin air in the
Cabinet Room to inform the Prime Minister that there had
been a spot of bother at the Kwidditch (or that was what it
had sounded like) World Cup and that several Muggles had
been 'involved', but that the Prime Minister was not to worry,
the fact that You-Know-Who's Mark had been seen again
meant nothing; Fudge was sure it was an isolated incident
and the Muggle Liaison Office was dealing with all memory
modifications as they spoke.

'Oh, and I almost forgot,' Fudge had added. 'We're importing
three foreign dragons and a sphinx for the Triwizard Tournament,
quite routine, but the Department for the Regulation

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and Control of Magical Creatures tells me that it's down in
the rulebook that we have to notify you if we're bringing
highly dangerous creatures into the country.'

'I -what
-dragons?'
spluttered the Prime Minister.

'Yes, three,' said Fudge. 'And a sphinx. Well, good day to


you.'

The Prime Minister had hoped beyond hope that dragons
and sphinxes would be the worst of it, but no. Less than two
years later, Fudge had erupted out of the fire yet again, this
time with the news that there had been a mass breakout from
Azkaban.

'A mass breakout?' the Prime Minister had repeated
hoarsely.

'No need to worry, no need to worry!' Fudge had shouted,
already with one foot in the flames. 'We'll have them rounded
up in no time -just
thought you ought to know!'

And before the Prime Minister had been able to shout,