"Ah, Fudge." Mr Malfoy finally saw Fudge, he held out his hand as he reached the Minister of Magic. "How are you? I don't think you've met my wife, Narcissa? Or our son, Draco?" Mr Malfoy introduced his family. "How do you do, how do you do?" Mr Fudge said, smiling and bowing to Mrs Malfoy. Artemas, Mattheo and their Uncle managed to reach Fudge. "Hello Cornelius, we are thankful for your invention. It's been a honor." Mr Riddle exclaimed in a boomingly low Russian accent, Charlie was jaw-dropped as he eyed this man, he had finally peaked his interest in Mr Riddle, everyone was watching him, they were breathless. "Well, considering the fact you live with the Malfoy's, it would be rude not to invite you. Your family is incredibly talented, you all deserve this little break." Mr Fudge gleamed. "Thank you." Mr Riddle said. "And allow me to introduce you to Mr Oblansk, he's the Bulgarian Minister of Magic, and he can't understand a word I'm saying anyway and your Niece is currently hosting him, so- never mind. And let's see who else- you all know Arthur Weasley, I daresay?" Mr Fudge asked the Malfoy's and Riddle's. 