All legendary magic items are managed by the Ministry of Magic, and Gryffindor's sword is naturally among them, but Hermione obviously doesn't agree with this.
Before Scrimgeour had finished speaking, she interrupted him excitedly.
"It belonged to Harry, it chose Harry, it was Harry who found it, it came out of the Sorting Hat to find Harry"
She was talking about the incident in the Chamber of Secrets in the year when Ai first entered school. Ai and Harry fought against Tom Riddle's diary and the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets.
Ai was still an ordinary little wizard at the time, maybe a little stronger than other first-year freshmen, but not too much stronger. The battle was extremely difficult, thanks to Harry pulling out Gran from the sorting hat at a critical moment. The Sword of Fendor, with which he defeated Tom Riddle and the Basilisk.
The Gryffindor sword was missing until Harry drew it, with no evidence that it was at Hogwarts.
Apparently, as a special legendary magic item, apart from being exceptionally sharp, the sword also possesses some kind of space magic quality.
However, it is indeed a bit far-fetched to say that the sword of Gryffindor belongs to Harry.
"According to reliable historical sources, the sword will be presented to every outstanding Gryffindor student." Scrimgeour said, "Mr Potter found it, and that does not make it his personal property, regardless of Dumbledore. How does Lido decide, the sword of Gryffindor"
"There is also the scabbard, which is the scabbard that Ai retrieved from the giant tribe. Without Ai, there would be no scabbard."
"The scabbard and the sword are one!" Scrimgeour said forcefully. "When the sword appears, the scabbard will naturally appear. If the Ministry of Magic knows that the scabbard is there, it will send someone to retrieve it. We are very grateful Mr. Mason helped us find the scabbard that was lost for thousands of years, and could even give him a special award for his contribution. We have already done so, but this does not mean that the sword or scabbard belongs to either Mr. Mason or Mr. Potter. .No one, including Dumbledore, can give it to others. Compared with these, I want to know why Dumbledore left Gryffindor's sword to "
As he spoke, he turned his aggressive gaze to Harry.
"You want to know, Dumbledore wants to give me the sword?" said Harry, sounding like Scrimgeour was asking a ridiculous question.
"Yes, I want to know why he did it, and I want you to tell me all the secrets."
"Hmph, secret!" Harry desperately restrained his anger, "He probably thought the sword would look good on my wall."
"This is no joke, Potter!" Scrimgeour growled. "Why do you think I'm asking you this?! Why do you think I'm here?! I'm not joking with you, we've got to figure it out, don't we?" Dumbledore believed that only Godric Gryffindor's sword could defeat the Heir of Slytherin? Did he wish to give you the sword because, like many others, he believed that you were destined to destroy the one who cannot even be named? the devil?"
"Interesting theory!" said Harry sarcastically. "You want to know, has anyone ever tried to stab Voldemort with a sword? Maybe the Ministry of Magic should send someone to do that instead of wasting their time on Dismantling Deluminators, studying fairy tale collections, wooden statues, and blocking news of Azkaban's escape."
"You don't understand at all."
"I know everything, Sirius has already told me, you have been shutting yourself in the office recently, doing nothing, I want to understand, so you are doing this, minister, shut yourself in the office, Racking your brains to open a Snitch? Dead people are everywhere, I nearly died too, but the Ministry doesn't say a word about these things, does it? So you expect us to work with you?"
"Enough, Potter, you are too much!" Scrimgeour shouted, "You, and the three of you, you don't understand the current situation at all, you"
"Sorry, Mr. Minister, I think we are clear!" Ai said, "It is you who have not figured out the current situation. I think the Ministry of Magic is now"
"Are you trying to order me, Mason? You think you're smart enough, like those ridiculous newspapers say, Dumbledore's successor, that you're smart enough to come and give me advice? No, it seems to me that you Same ignorance as Potter. The four of you have been covering up and telling the Ministry of Magic nothing for sure, as if you can defeat the devil with just a few of you. I know you have this kind of thinking, and you want to become Famous. Ridiculous, arrogant, you are joking about the future of the wizarding world. Now that Dumbledore is dead, only I and the Ministry of Magic can defeat Voldemort, and you will tell me all the secrets."
"I'm not giving orders, Mr Minister, but some sound advice that could help the Ministry, if you're here looking for that."
"I'm not here to listen to advice!" Scrimgeour said slowly, as if using a lot of strength, "What I need is the secret that Dumbledore left for you."
"Dream, we won't tell you, and you don't want to know anything," Harry shouted, jumping to his feet.
"Potter!" Scrimgeour yelled angrily and stood up. He was so angry that his whole face turned dark purple, and he limped up to Harry, using his The tip of the wand poked Harry hard in the chest: the wand burned a hole in Harry's T-shirt like a lit cigarette.
"Hey!" Ron yelled, jumping to his feet and raising his wand.
"No, Ron, do you want him to have an excuse to arrest us?"
"Aha, now you're remembering that this isn't school, are you?" Scrimgeour said, breathing heavily, "You're only now remembering that I'm not Dumbledore, and I won't forgive your rudeness and presumptuousness, Don't you? Do you think I dare not arrest you? Potter, you can use that scar as a crown! And you, Mason, you can think of yourself as the future star of the wizarding world, then you are nothing now. I It's the Minister of Magic, I know how to fight the Dark Lord, and it's not up to two seventeen-year-olds to tell me how to do my job! You should learn to respect others!"
"You need to learn to command respect!" said Harry, glaring at Scrimgeour.
"Put down your wand, Mr. Minister!" Ai said. "This is not Hogwarts, but it is not the Ministry of Magic. You are too impulsive!"
At this moment, the floor was shaking, there was the sound of running footsteps, and then the living room door opened suddenly, and Mr and Mrs Weasley rushed in.