Minister Fudge sighed, knowing full well that worrying was useless.
Lately, his life had become utterly miserable. The pressure on him was immense, with countless voices demanding his resignation. The Ministry of Magic was in turmoil over the return of Voldemort. He was reaching his breaking point.
Just a few days had aged him by a decade. If he could not get help from Erwin here, he simply wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. That was why he was so anxious to meet with Erwin.
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