Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 382
Mike didn't wait for Penello's response until dawn, but just as he was playing with coins boredly, there was another knock on the door of Umbridge's office.

"Please come in."

With a crisp sound from Katz, the door was opened, and it turned out to be the striker who was entrusted with the wand by Mike before.

It's just that the batter's current mental state doesn't look very optimistic.

I saw that his eye bags were swollen, and there were deep dark circles around them, and he looked extremely tired.

What's even more exaggerated is that at this moment, he is still holding Mike's blackthorn wand in his hands. Seeing his respectful way of raising his hands, Mike feels a little embarrassed.

"Sir, Minister Umbridge has asked me to take you to the headmaster's office."

The striker spoke half-deadly.

Hearing this, a smile instantly appeared on Mike's face.

Due to Dumbledore's absence, the headmaster's office at Hogwarts has been closed.And now that Umbridge actually asked himself to go to the principal's office, the truth of the matter was already clear.

Dumbledore, back!

"Okay, let's go!"

Mike left the room first and walked towards the principal's office, while the older striker continued to hold his wand and followed slowly behind.

Mike waited until the door of the principal's office to listen, and after a long while, the beater came to Mike, panting, facing the monster stone statue at the door of the room and said, panting:
"Milk...cream mousse!"

Hearing the words, the monster stone statue jumped aside, and the wall behind it cracked open, revealing the moving stone stairs inside.

Mike stepped forward, winding up the stairs.

It didn't take long for a door knocker with a griffin to appear in front of him.

Mike knocked on the door knocker lightly, until Dumbledore's familiar voice came from inside, then Mike pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, a wave of heat hit my face.

There were more than a dozen people standing in twos and threes in the spacious principal's office. Among them, Dumbledore, a bald black wizard and a strong man who was obviously an Auror were standing behind the eagle-footed table and talking.

Not far from them, chubby Secretary Fudge was shaking his legs by the fire.

He seemed very hot, and was constantly wiping his bare forehead with a handkerchief, but he didn't have the slightest intention to leave the fireplace.

Mike guessed that he should be very nervous, and wanted to use the high temperature of the fireplace to cover up the fact that he was so nervous that he was sweating.

Beside him, Percy Weasley, with freckles and glasses, was walking around the corner excitedly, holding a quill and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, obviously ready to Record.

The few remaining people gathered not far from the main gate, they were Professor Snape, Professor Umbridge, Professor McGonagall, Ron and Neville, and several Slytherin students who were responsible for escorting them.

Not only that, but the portraits of the previous principals on the wall who used to pretend to be asleep every time Mike came here did not continue to pretend to be asleep this time, but stared at everyone in the office seriously.

At this time, with the arrival of Mike, the eyes of everyone in the office fell on him.

"Hi everyone!" Mike greeted calmly, then looked at Dumbledore, "Principal Dumbledore, why are you back?"

"Obviously, the evidence that the Ministry of Magic has is not enough. Although they can lock me up and slowly collect or fabricate evidence, there are still many people who think that my old bone is still useful, and think that it is not enough when such accidents happen frequently. Instead of locking me up, I should be released to play my part."

Dumbledore winked mischievously at Mike, and then looked at Fudge by the fireplace with questioning eyes.

"So, after discussions with the Wizengamot Council and the Order of Merlin, I was released again! Am I right, Fudge."

Fudge didn't speak, but just stared at Dumbledore viciously, while Percy beside him was dutifully writing.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, a coughing sound attracted everyone's attention, and Umbridge raised his head slightly, and said arrogantly to Mike with his nostrils:
"Mike, do you know what you did wrong?"

Hearing this, Mike glanced over his head, pretended to be thinking hard for a while, and then slowly said in an uncertain tone:

"Is it because I called you that you look like a toad?"

The corners of Snape and Dumbledore's mouths turned up when these words came out, and the portraits on the wall laughed unscrupulously, while Umbridge glared at Mike angrily with wide-eyed eyes.

Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to continue to say something, but Fudge on the side spoke first.

"Mike, we are already old acquaintances, there is no need to engage in such nonsense. To be honest, you made a serious mistake this time. You established an illegal organization in Hogwarts, attacked the professor, and resisted the Ministry of Magic...; here Either one is enough for us to expel you from Hogwarts or even put you in Azkaban. So, let's be honest, as long as you tell everything you know, it will be based on our previous friendship I promise I will punish you lightly."

After saying that, Fudge looked at Mike with his arms folded, looking extremely confident.

But waiting for his answer is...

"I think you may be mistaken. I don't think I've broken a single Ministry rule. Oh! I'm guilty if Umbridge breaks the law like a toad."

"What did you say?" Fudge looked at Mike incredulously, "Don't you think sophistry is useful now?"

Mike shrugged helplessly, which made Fudge even more angry.

"Minister, I don't think we need to dawdle with him anymore." Umbridge stepped forward with a grin. "We have other witnesses, and he has already told everything."

"Really? That's great!"

Fudge clapped his hands, and then looked at Dumbledore maliciously, and the latter shrugged like Mike did before.

Umbridge walked quickly to Ron, who had kept his head down since Mike entered the office, and slowly put his hands on his shoulders.

Mike noticed that the moment Umbridge's hand touched Ron's shoulder, Ron shivered violently.

"Ron Weasley, he and Neville Longbottom were discovered by us near the eighth floor. After some persuasion, kid Ron told us everything about the illegal assembly last night. Not allowed Not to mention, he is one of the few good boys in Hogwarts, he was extremely cooperative during the entire interrogation process, and sometimes he even took the initiative to explain some interesting things." Umbridge used her delicate The disgusted voice said slowly, "Oh! That's right! I almost forgot! His brother Percy Weasley is your assistant, the one over there!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone in the office looked at Ron, even the portraits on the wall.

Disbelief was written on the faces of everyone represented by Professor McGonagall, especially Neville, whose chubby, tear-stained face was almost wrinkled.

Seeing this, Ron's head pressed even lower, and crystal clear teardrops continued to fall to the ground like pearls with broken strings.

"Aha! This is really great!" Fudge excitedly slapped Percy who was recording, and knocked the latter back, "Percy and you brothers are really outstanding!"

"Where is it, my brother Ron has always been very good. By the way, he is still the prefect of Gryffindor. He told me that the minister he admires most is you. It is precisely with the hope that one day he will be able to He will work so hard to follow you."

Fudge had a lot of strength, and Percy bowed to Fudge and Umbridge with a sneer as he rubbed his arm.

"Really? Hahahaha! That's great!" laughed Fudge. "What an interesting young man! Well, I'll give him a job when he graduates. Mmmm! This Weasley You can write it down, and if I forget it, you can remind me! Hahaha!"

"Hey! Thank you Minister!"

Percy and Fudge were chatting and laughing by the fireplace, but Ron, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fudge and Percy with hatred.

And the moment he looked up, Mike saw his face clearly.

On his face, a series of dense purple pustules had already crawled over his nose and cheeks, showing the word 'informant', which made Ron's low appearance even worse!
"Merlin's beard..."

Both Fudge and Percy were taken aback by this, and both took a step back in unison.

"Ahem! Alright, none of this is important!" Umbridge coughed lightly, and pressed Ron's raised head down again, "The point is the testimony of Ron's classmate!"

Umbridge opened a handbook,
"According to Ron, shortly after the start of school, Mike called a large group of people in the name of the 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' to hold a meeting in the Pig's Head Pub in Hogsmeade Village, and then periodically conducted illegal activities in the Room of Response." Rally, according to Ron, this kind of rally has been going on for almost a whole year!"

"Ha! Mike! What else do you have to say now!"

Excitedly, Fudge jumped back to the fireplace behind him, and then a burning smell came out.

Percy next to him hurried forward to help Fudge extinguish the flames on the robe.

Mike didn't reply, but looked at Ron.

He really didn't understand what Ron did, and why he leaked such important information.

And just right, Ron, with red eyes and herpes face, also looked at Mike at this moment.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and Ron's face was full of shame, but Mike didn't even have the desire to look at him, and quickly looked away.

Seeing this, Ron's expression became even uglier, and tears kept flowing from his red eyes.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Mike! I'm sorry!" Ron cried, "I don't want to say it, but...but they tortured me like crazy, woo woo woo!"

While speaking, Ron rolled up his sleeves, only to see that there were several irregular welt marks on his white arm at this moment.

The welts were very faint, and it could be seen that Umbridge had given Ron medicine before bringing Ron here, but it was a pity that Umbridge obviously didn't have the medical skills like Madam Pomfrey, so he couldn't let Ron The scars completely disappeared.

At this moment, the whole office exploded, and everyone stared at Umbridge and Ron's arms dumbfounded.

The portraits on the wall were the first to react. An old witch cursed at Umbridge, and then more curses came from the mouths of other portraits.

"How dare you do this to Hogwarts students!"

"You vicious woman, you should be torn to pieces and fed to the fire dragon!"

"Boy Mike is right, you are a toad, and the poisonous one!"

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Hearing the curses coming from around, Umbridge's expression was extremely ugly, but she still had to keep smiling at this moment, because Fudge was also looking at her with shocked eyes.

"Minister, listen to my explanation..."

Umbridge was only halfway through when Professor McGonagall interrupted:

"What else do you have to explain? See for yourself! Is this what you do? Torturing students and forcing them to say what you want them to say?"

At some point, Professor McGonagall had already taken off Ron's coat, and saw that there were a lot of faint scars all over his somewhat thin body.

Neville's clothes were also taken off. Like Ron, he also had a lot of scars, and the scars on his body were darker than Ron's.

This means that he said that the torture he suffered was more painful than Ron!

Percy on the side was already stunned. He opened his mouth and looked at his scarred brother, his eyes turned a little red.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch Ron's wound, but the latter avoided him.

Seeing Ron's disgusted gaze, Percy silently lowered his head, retreated to the corner and silently picked up the quill and parchment.

"It seems that there are some scum in your team, Fudge." Dumbledore frowned and looked at Fudge seriously, "Abusing students, torture into tricks, framing and fabricating evidence, I think these crimes are enough to put her Locked in Azkaban!"

After saying that, he looked at Umbridge again, his eyes were rarely filled with anger,

"I've never seen a person with such a dirty heart as you, Umbridge, I promise you will pay the price, I will do what I say!"

Umbridge's expression became extremely frightened. She waved her arms in a panic to cover Neville and Ron's upper body again, but Professor McGonagall slapped them away!

Then she turned her pleading gaze to Fudge, but the latter turned his head silently.

"No no no! You can't do that!" Umbridge roared. "There are two more important things I haven't said yet."

Fudge turned his head back slowly, and Umbridge seemed to grasp at the last straw when he saw this, and shouted ":
"According to Ron, they should have a list. This list records the names of every member who participated in this illegal assembly. If we have this list, we can find everyone. In addition, the organization established by Mike This organization...its name is the Da Army, which is...that is, Dumbledore's Army."

(End of this chapter)