#44—Ford Anglia
Lucius stood in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic, a Daily Prophet in his hand. He was talking to Fudge when a pop sounded nearby and Lucius saw the look on Fudge’s face drop. He turned and saw Arthur Weasley approaching.
“A Ford Anglia, Weasley? Couldn’t have picked anything nicer to fly about in?” Lucius smirked. “Narcissa was saying how a tree stump with wheels would have been a better buy.”
Arthur started to reply but was cut off by Fudge who proceeded to yell, his voice echoing off the marble walls. Lucius looked on as Arthur turned red.
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