Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 383 Dumbledore Shot
"Oh! That's great. So, where is this list now?" Fudge said with a blank face, but just after he finished speaking, his expression became extremely ugly, "Wait! You mean... The name of their organization is Dumbledore's Army?"

"That's right!"

Umbridge yelled hysterically.

"what!"

Fudge took a big step back in horror and stuck to the fireplace. The fire wrapped around his robe again, but this time he was not in a hurry to extinguish it. He just looked at Dumbledore behind the eagle-footed table with a horrified expression. profitable.

"It's you!? You did all of this?"

"Don't get excited, Fudge." Seeing this, Kingsley stood up quickly, "I think all of this is a framing of Dumbledore. With Dumbledore's character, he would never do such a thing."

Umbridge yelled loudly:
"Kingsley! You don't have to argue for him anymore! It's clear now!"

"I'm not trying to quibble, Umbridge!" The black man named Kingsley came out from behind the eagle foot table, and slowly approached Umbridge, "The scars on these two children are enough to prove that you Extremely severe punishments were adopted against them, and all their testimonies under such torture are not credible, because you can say whatever you want them to say!"

Umbridge was forced to back away again and again, stuttering and unable to speak.

The portraits of the previous principals on the wall all cheered, and the witch with the silver curly hair shouted the loudest.

Suddenly, Umbridge's eyes fell on Ron's face, and her expression became wonderful.

She stepped forward and grabbed Ron as if grabbing the last straw, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at everyone.

Ron struggled to break Umbridge's hand away, tears kept dripping from his eyes, and he felt very humiliated to be looked directly at his face.

However, the strength under Umbridge's madness was too great, and Ron was powerless at all.

"Did you see that? The herpes on his face are very neatly formed into a 'snitch'!" Umbridge shouted. "I tell you, Ron said everything! They signed the list actually The above is a magical contract for secrecy, and anyone who dares to reveal information about Dumbledore's Army will have herpes on his face! And now, Ron has just such a herpes on his face, which is enough to prove his testimony It's all true! Now... ah!"

Before Umbridge could finish her sentence, an invisible force smashed her against the wall with a muffled sound.

"I will not allow you to treat my students like this again!"

Dumbledore stared at Umbridge with furious eyes.

After falling to the ground, Umbridge coughed continuously, and traces of blood still appeared on the corners of his lips.

She pointed at Dumbledore, as if she wanted to say something, but the severe pain made her unable to say anything.

"Dumbledore! How dare you beat up a Ministry of Magic official in front of me!" Fudge yelled, "And what Umbridge said is absolutely correct, I'm going to send you all to Azkaban!"

Kingsley stepped forward and hugged Fudge, who was so excited that he almost lost his composure, and said loudly:
"Calm down! Minister! Remember what I said? A confession obtained by torture has no legal effect at all, that is to say, it is very likely that Umbridge himself made up the magic contract!"

As soon as this remark came out, Ron's eyes lit up immediately.

He didn't even have time to wipe away his tears, he raised his head and pointed to his face and said hastily:

"That's right! There is no magic contract at all! Those bullshit testimonies are all taught by Umbridge! Including these herpes, Umbridge cast a spell on me!"

Hearing that Kingsley and the others all had childish expressions on their faces, Neville secretly gave Ron a thumbs up.

Fudge's violent struggling movements also froze. There were too many reversals one after another today, so many that he felt that his brain was a little bit overwhelmed.

But he is very clear that if there is no accident, he will lose today's matter.

However, life is always so magical. Just when Fudge's mood was about to drop to the bottom, the corner of the mouth of a Slytherin student beside Ron suddenly rose.

Mike knew this person, he was the Slytherin who could carry Umbridge all the time and cast spells silently.

"Mr Minister, I can attest to the truth of what Professor Umbridge said."

The man took out a roll of parchment from his pocket, held it up in both hands and handed it to the bewildered Fudge.

"This is the magical contract that Professor Umbridge was talking about. My classmates and I found him when we were searching the Room of Requirement. I think a little inspection will tell if it's really a magical contract. .”

Snatching the parchment away, Fudge immediately inspected it carefully.

After a while, the corners of his mouth began to rise wildly, and he cast his eyes on the stunned Ron, and said maliciously:
"Although it is very crude, it is indeed a magic contract. And..."

Speaking of which, Fudge stretched out his hand and pressed it on the parchment, and then saw a flash of blue light, and the blisters on Ron's face began to grow crazily again.

"Ah!~"

Ron covered his face and yelled, Fudge let go of his hand and said:
"And it seems that this contract is indeed the source of those herpes. Umbridge is not lying! What do you have to say now? Dumbledore!"

Several worried eyes fell on Dumbledore, and even Mike looked at Dumbledore with interest, he was very curious about how Dumbledore would deal with this matter.

However, Dumbledore, who was pointed at by Fudge, was extremely calm. He neither stood up to refute Fudge's words, nor did he admit it. making a difficult decision.

After a long while, Dumbledore seemed to have finally considered it, sighed deeply, and said to Fudge with a smile on his face:
"Well, I guess I should congratulate you now, Fudge."

"You...what do you mean by that?"

"I think you should have figured out the truth of all this, after all, you are so smart."

"The DA army is completely an army organized by you behind the scenes?"

"That's right. Actually, everyone including Mike didn't know about this. They always thought they were participating in a Defense Against the Dark Arts team." Dumbledore looked very happy, his mouth was wide open "I wanted to announce this to them recently. But now it seems that underage wizards are still a bit unreliable. I think I should recruit those wizards who are more mature."

"So, in fact, you have been plotting to overthrow me all along!"

Fudge roared, and at the same time kept backing away from the door, trying to keep a distance from Dumbledore as much as possible.

Hearing that Dumbledore looked happier, he clapped excitedly and said excitedly:

"Yes, thank goodness you finally figured it out! I've put up with you for a long time, you idiot."

"No! It's not like that!"

Ron cried and wanted to go forward, but Professor McGonagall's hand was firmly clasped on his shoulder, preventing him from moving.

He looked back at Professor McGonagall in disbelief with blinking red eyes, but the latter just shook his head at him.

On the other side of the office, Mike looked at the smiling Dumbledore with a frown and remained silent.

To be reasonable, Dumbledore's performance was too abnormal.

If Harry Potter is the one being caught now, then it is normal for Dumbledore to do this, but it is he and Ron who are being caught now!
'Dumbledore... is he crazy? '

Thinking of this, Mike heard Fudge yelling frantically:

"Quick! Weasley, Weasley, you hear it all? He wants to raise an army against the Ministry of Magic, he wants to overthrow me, write this down for me immediately, and send one of the fastest Owl, send your record to the Daily Prophet, and I'll see it on the front page tomorrow morning! Then, Dumbledore, I'll have you arrested and put in Azkaban!"

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult, Fudge, I even think you may have misunderstood something, what made you think I would let you do whatever I want, huh?" Dumbledore looked at Fudge kindly and said, "My dear Connery, I don't want to be in Azkaban at all. I can't even get out there any time, but what a waste of time! Can you understand? I mean, I still There's so much to do, there's no time for judge games with you."

Fudge's expression became extremely exciting, he looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, as if he was surprised that the famous Dumbledore would say such a thing.

After a while, Fudge's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this blush was still spreading rapidly around his neck.

"You...you! Kingsley, Dawlish! What are you waiting for, do it!"

Kingsley frowned and looked at Dumbledore for a while, and then at Fudge for a while, a little at a loss.

But the gray-haired Auror next to him didn't hesitate, took out his wand from the wand holder and pointed it at Dumbledore.

"Don't be stupid, Dawlish." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I'm sure you're an excellent Auror, you've always been excellent. I remember your NEWT results seem to be excellent. But if you want Use violence against me, then I will have no choice but to be rude to you."

The Auror named Dawlish blinked hilariously, then looked at Fudge again, as if asking what to do next.

However, at this moment, Fudge had already moved to the door of the office, and disappeared outside the door after turning around.

Dawlish was stunned instantly, but not long after, the bewilderment on his face disappeared, replaced by excitement!

Because Fudge is back again, and there are several other senior Aurors coming in with him at the same time!

"I seem to have heard someone say they're going to be rude to us?" Fudge said maliciously, "You mean you're going to deal with Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores and me alone, don't you? Dumbledore ?”

"Not alone!"

Professor McGonagall said firmly.

At the same time, Mike also noticed that although Professor Snape on the side didn't speak, his hands were stretched into his robes, obviously ready for battle.

Seeing this, Mike also stretched his fingers, silently brewing the magic power in his body, ready to attack at any time.

"No! Only me!" Dumbledore said sternly, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you!"

"Enough!" Fudge quickly pulled out his wand, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore! Do it!"

As soon as he said this, those Aurors whose names he had named Qiqi raised their wands towards Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore's faster!

Mike saw Dumbledore waving his arm, and an invisible, terrifying force erupted from his body, spreading around like a tide.

But all objects touched by this force turned into fine dust, even the spells that Fudge, Umbridge and others shot towards Dumbledore were no exception, all turned into nothingness!
Mike's pupils shrank suddenly, and he fell to the ground almost instinctively. At the same time, he raised his hands, and the magic power in his body burst out vigorously. In an instant, an oval long and narrow "all protection" shield appeared on his body .

"Oh!"

There was a huge roar, and Dumbledore's amazing power completely exploded in the office with a dazzling blue light.

Mike only felt that countless huge forces were constantly hitting the shield in front of him, many of which were deflected because of the streamlined angle of the shield, but the remaining ones still hit the surface with countless crack!
Finally, the explosion is over.

Mike stood up from the ground with difficulty, and saw that the entire office was already a mess.

There was sawdust and dust everywhere, and even Dumbledore's usual favorite giant globe and the wooden shelf of Phoenix Fawkes had all been destroyed!
But to Mike's surprise, under such a horrific attack, the murals of the previous principals on the high wall were not harmed at all. At this moment, they were looking down at the tragic situation in the office with horror on their faces.

Fudge, Umbridge and others were lying on the floor in a mess, motionless, as if they were dead.

A little further away from them, Professor McGonagall held Neville and Ron under him, and they just raised their heads when Mike looked at them.

But Dumbledore, who caused all this, was standing alone at his original position, with the fiery red Phoenix Fawkes stretching its huge wings on his shoulders.

The morning sun came in from the window, and with the help of countless floating dust, the whole office was illuminated with golden light, and Dumbledore was highlighted like a god in the sky!

Mike stared blankly at Dumbledore in the sun, and at this moment he was once again shocked by Dumbledore's terrifying power!

(End of this chapter)