Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 213 Stubbornness ([-])

"Hermione Granger? I know." Hearing the name, a young face appeared in Fudge's mind.

Of course he knew Hermione, there weren't many students who applied for the Time-Turner, and each of them required Fudge's signature before being taken out of the Department of Mysteries.

In recent years, only two students have been approved, one is a self-defeating one, and the remaining one is Hermione.

"It seems that she and that Ike who threw himself into the darkness..." Fudge muttered, and Percy who was on the side hurriedly heard the sound and whispered back in Fudge's ear, "They are a couple, Minister."

"That's it..." Fudge nodded, and said, "Dolores, please call Miss Granger over, it should not be allowed to cast such vicious curses on classmates... What do you think, Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore didn't reply, and he still looked like the old god was there, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Umbridge left, taking advantage of this short time, Professor McGonagall pulled Marietta aside, gave her a bottle of painkiller potion, and removed the curse for her.It's very troublesome, even for her, it took a lot of effort.

Not long after, Umbridge came back, and Hermione followed behind her, without any panic.

"Okay, it's been a while, I think I can put aside the question about Miss Granger for now." Fudge said, winking at Umbridge.After seeing the latter, she immediately said in her cloyingly sweet voice, "Yes, Minister, compared to Miss Granger's matter, Mr. Potter's is more serious."

"That's right, so Dolores, can you please tell everyone what you know?"

"Of course." Umbridge said, "Perhaps you recall that I reported to you back in October that Potter used to meet with many classmates at the Pig's Head Pub..."

"Do you have evidence?" Professor McGonagall asked suddenly.

"We have the testimony of Willie Wiedersing, who was in the pub and heard every word Potter said," Umbridge replied.

"So that's why he was exempted from suing for the flushing time of the toilet sewage he created." Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows, "Our judicial system is really great!"

Hearing this, Harry suddenly remembered who Wildersen was. He had heard Mr. Weasley mention his name. He was a man who used magic to play tricks on Muggles. He was a habitual offender.

Umbridge acted as if he hadn't heard Professor McGonagall's ridicule, and continued: "Potter and these students gathered to persuade them to join an illegal organization, in order to learn some spells that the Ministry of Magic deemed unsuitable for students to learn..."

"You've got something wrong, Dolores," Dumbledore interrupted abruptly. "You're accusing such a group of being illegal at the time, which is completely wrong. If you haven't forgotten, you should know, "No The promulgation of the Education Decree No. 20 No. [-] will come after that.”

"Yes, Headmaster, you are right." Umbridge laughed. "But all gatherings after that are illegal."

"But how do you know they met after that? What proof do you have?"

The smile on Umbridge's face became even worse. She let out a piercing laugh, pointed at Marietta next to her and said, "Principal, she is a witness. Didn't you hear that just now?"

"Oh? The curse on you has been lifted? Great!" Umbridge was very happy, she pulled Marietta back from Professor McGonagall, clapped her hand on the shoulder, and encouraged, "Come on." Tell me, tell me what you know, how many parties has Potter hosted in the past six months?"

Harry's heart sank, it should really be over this time.Inexplicably, she actually complained to Professor McGonagall that she shouldn't have been exposed to Marietta's curse just now, so she wouldn't say it.

"I don't know how many times..." Marietta's voice was small, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear, "but it must be very frequent."

"Excellent, boy!" urged Umbridge. "And what else? Go on, go on."

"I..." Marietta's face suddenly turned livid, and those lines appeared again.This time, there were no ugly pimples, because her face was split open, and several horrible cracks appeared, from which blood gushed out.

"Oh my God!" Umbridge was startled and screamed ear-piercingly, the pink coat on his body that hadn't changed for thousands of years was stained a lot.

Fudge, who had been sitting all this time, was also frightened, his face was extremely ugly, and he yelled at Hermione: "Release it! Disarm it! How dare you? Disarm it!"

Hermione looked calm, she took out her wand and pointed it at Marietta, a white light flashed, and Marietta's face came back.But obviously, the experience just now frightened her, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

"You bad..." Seeing the blood on her clothes, Umbridge was furious. She angrily pulled out her wand and pointed it at Hermione, but before she could release the spell, she was hit by a red light , the wand came out of his hand and fell straight into Dumbledore's hands.

Dumbledore's sudden attack startled Fudge. He jumped up from his chair and hid in two or three steps.

"What are you doing, Dumbledore!" he yelled.

"It's nothing, Connelly." Dumbledore put Umbridge's wand on the table. "In my school, no one can harm my pupil, no matter what she does."

"You..." Fudge was impatient, snorted and sat back on the chair, shouting at Umbridge, "Go on, Dolores, go on! Evidence!"

"Okay... yes, Minister..." Umbridge replied tremblingly, glanced at the expressionless Dumbledore, took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Fudge, "Minister, this is The list of Potter and their parties is nailed to their secret base."

Harry knew he was doomed when he saw the parchment, and he really didn't expect Marietta to steal it.

Sure enough, after seeing the words on the parchment, Fudge was extremely happy.

"Look what they named themselves? Dumbledore's Army?" Fudge stared at Dumbledore. "I thought..."

"Thought Potter could be fired, but didn't expect to find a better one?" Dumbledore pushed his glasses and smiled, "Yes, this is my army, I organized it."

"You can arrest me now."

"Weasley!" yelled Fudge, looking utterly delighted. "Have you written it all down? His testimony, his confession, his own admission that he built an army to overthrow me!"

"Yes, I've written it all down, sir." Percy replied graciously, a large piece of words had already been written on the parchment in his hand.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, Dolores, did you think it? I didn't expect it!" Fudge glanced at the content on Percy's parchment, with a bright smile on his face, and then said to Dumbledore Said, "You will be escorted to the Ministry of Magic for a trial, and then I will send you to Azkaban."

"I think you made a mistake, Connelly." Dumbledore's eyes were fixed on Fudge, and his tone was unhurried, "You don't really think that Azkaban can lock me in, do you? "

"And, what makes you think that I'm going to get caught without a fight?"

(End of this chapter)