Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"I have seen what it means to be stubborn today." Aaron made up the knife silently, "Perhaps she just found a way to use Professor Umbridge to deal with us just because she didn't like us."

Umbridge's eyes lit up. She didn't catch them in action, and there was no definite evidence. She no longer had much confidence in 'cracking the criminal gang'.

But calling Fudge over turned out to make him happy in vain, which was no different from making trouble for no reason.

She desperately needs someone to take the blame, and it goes without saying who it is.

I'm sorry, girl.

The persimmon is still picky and soft, who will let you be bullied here!

Umbridge grabbed Marietta and turned her to face him. "Miss Ackmore, I need an explanation."

"I really didn't lie to you, I've said everything I need to say." Marietta said tremblingly.

"Then you'd better have other evidence, otherwise...deceiving the professor will result in confinement."

When Marietta heard Qiu Zhang talk about what Umbridge's confinement was like, she was so frightened that she cried on the spot.

Dumbledore raised his wand and flicked it lightly, and Umbridge took a few steps back before stopping.

"This is the headmaster's office. Professor Umbridge, it's too much for you to intimidate students in front of me, the headmaster!"

"Thank you, principal." Marietta said gratefully.

"Dolores." Fudge looked at Umbridge in disappointment. "If there is no other evidence, I will go back. As Minister of Magic, I am still very busy."

"Wait, wait, minister." Umbridge seemed to think of something, and said hastily, "There is one more piece of evidence that you will definitely need."

"Then take it out, don't waste everyone's time."

Umbridge turned to look at Aaron, showing a flattering smile, "Mr. Gaius, you have a list in hand, right?"

"this..."

"Don't deny it." There was a hint of urgency in Umbridge's tone, "Widersing told me that all the students who participated in the party at the Pig's Head Bar signed their names."

"There was such a thing, but that was before the education order was issued."

"Where's the list?"

"This is really a joke. The education order clearly prohibits organizing gatherings. Do you think the list is still useful?" Aaron sneered. "What's more, Marietta also signed at the time. Wouldn't it be better if you just asked her."

"Crap, there's still a big difference between their autographs and what Marietta told me."

Aaron smiled and said nothing. You understand this truth, so why do you naively think that I will hand over the list to you?

Umbridge realized it later, but now she is also stuck, "Dumbledore, as a senior investigator, I think I have the right to check that list."

"Mr. Gaius." Dumbledore sighed speechlessly, "For my sake, give her the list!"

"Professor Dumbledore, I will definitely give you face." Aaron grinned, and then looked at Fudge, "Mr. Minister, I hope you can make a promise. The people on the list have never attended a party. I You don’t want people to trouble them afterward.”

Fudge was a little confused, but seeing Umbridge keep giving him winks, he nodded, "I promise."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and took out the list.

Umbridge couldn't wait to unfold the parchment. Instead of looking at the names, she focused on the two letters 'DA' in the middle of the first line.

"Mr. Gaius." She grinned behind her ears, "Can you explain what DA means?"

"Defenses Association."

"No, this is Dumbledore's Army." Umbridge laughed, "Miss Eckmore told me that Dumbledore's Army is the real name.

Connelly, I think you know what I mean, Dumbledore is trying to raise an army in order to fight for power in the Ministry.

Although unsuccessful, he did attempt it. "

Fudge's eyes brightened slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Dumbledore, it seems that you are really plotting against the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then shook his head with a smirk, "You can see this. I am indeed very dissatisfied with the current situation of the Ministry of Magic, but I haven't had time to act yet!"

"It will be too late when you act." Fudge snorted, "I have the right to arrest you now."

Chapter 483 Dumbledore Goes to the School Hospital to Avoid the Spotlight

"Weasley, you send an owl to the "Daily Prophet" to deliver a letter, maybe you can catch up with the headlines of tomorrow morning's edition." Fudge danced excitedly, eager to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

He had given up all hope, but he didn't expect Umbridge to give him such a magical twist. Even better, Dumbledore actually admitted that he wanted to harm the Ministry of Magic.

This alone is enough to take him to Azkaban. As for how long he will be locked up, that is still up to him, the minister.

"Wait a minute." Aaron hurriedly stopped Percy, and quietly took back his wand from his pocket, but no one at the scene noticed this.

"Is there any problem, Mr. Gaius?" Fudge looked at Aaron with a bad expression. If he dared to favor Dumbledore at this time, then he could only choose to turn his face.

"Don't get me wrong, Minister Fudge." Aaron smiled and waved his hands, "I won't object to your decision, but I don't want my name to appear in the Daily Prophet.

You know, I don't want to be famous. "

"Oh, no problem, of course no problem.

Weasley, tell the paper, give this article a good polish, you know what to say. "

"Okay, sir, I understand." Percy quickly ran out of the principal's office, and slammed the door behind him.

"Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you two escort Dumbledore to Azkaban.

There awaiting trial on charges of conspiracy and mutiny. "

"Brainless idiot." Aaron complained secretly in his heart, he didn't understand where Fudge got the courage to say such a thing in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore is a great magister at the pinnacle level, and also the White Lord that Voldemort fears the most.

If he is unwilling, let alone a few magisters, even if there are ten times more, he will not be his opponent.

"Ah! I expected to encounter this little trouble." Dumbledore's face didn't change at all, and he even wanted to laugh. "You always seem to have the illusion that I will...how can I say it?"

"Catch it without a fight." Aaron said speechlessly.

"Yes, that's the word.

As I get older, my memory declines a bit. "Dumbledore said, "Connelly, unfortunately, I don't want to go to Azkaban at all.

Of course, I could escape, but it would be a waste of time.

Quite frankly, I still have a ton of other things that I'd rather spend my time on. "

Hearing this, Fudge couldn't believe it.

Dumbledore has always been a nice guy in his impression, but he didn't expect that this nice guy would resist the Ministry of Magic's actions.

Of course, he subconsciously ignored Dumbledore's strength. After all, he had hardly seen Dumbledore do anything since he took office.

"You're going to take on Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores, and me alone?" Fudge sneered. "Do you think it's possible?"

Dumbledore smiled easily, "Unless you force me to."

"He's not alone," said Professor McGonagall, one hand already in his robes, ready to draw his wand.

"No, he's the only one." Dumbledore said seriously, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you."

"That's enough of you." Fudge drew out his wand. "Grab him."

The next moment, several bright lights flew in the office, and the spell released by the four of Fudge was defeated by Dumbledore lightly.

Explosions sounded one after another, and the whole room kept shaking.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the screams and the sound of falling to the ground were mixed together. When the sound of glass shattering finally stopped, the four of Fudge fell to the ground crookedly.

Professor McGonagall protected Marietta during the chaos, while Aaron retreated to the gate with Abbe in his arms at the moment the battle started.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"The headmaster is really old and strong!" Aaron clapped his hands, "In less than half a minute, the four magisters were dealt with. No wonder Voldemort is so afraid of you!"

The corner of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Gaius."

"Minerva, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Professor McGonagall said and pulled Marietta up. This Ravenclaw had never seen such a scene before, his face was extremely pale, and he was too scared to speak.

Dumbledore looked at the bald wizard lying on the ground, "It's a pity that I have to cast a spell on Kingsley, otherwise it would be too suspicious."

"Okay, I should go too.

They'll wake up soon, and you'll have to put on a face. "

"Where are you going, Dumbledore?" asked Professor McGonagall. "Grimmauld Street?"

"No, I'm going to figure something out.

It won't take long for Fudge to feel that it's good that I haven't been kicked out of Hogwarts. Dumbledore said, "Also, Mr. Gaius, I need to ask you something." "

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he regretted that he hid far away just now. If he had known earlier, he should have found a way to bump into a spell.

Lying on the floor is unsightly, but at least it's easy!

"Principal, if you have something to say, I will definitely help those who are within my ability." Aaron said righteously, implying that those who are beyond our ability should not come to me.

"Uh... send Harry a message for me to do his best to learn Occlumency, especially before going to bed every night."

"You hope he doesn't have nightmares?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then grabbed Fox's golden tail feathers.

A flash of fire flashed, and they disappeared into the office.

At this time, Dawlish moved his fingers, and Fudge, Kingsley, and Umbridge also showed signs of waking up.

"Passed out."

Aaron threw out a spell, and the pale white light swept across the four of them like sound waves, and they closed their eyes again.

"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Wait a while." Aaron took a deep breath, walked up to Umbridge, and slowly raised his right hand.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped...

He slapped more than twenty big mouths in a row, until Umbridge's face was swollen several times, and he shook his right hand in disgust.

"He's thick-skinned, and my hands hurt from the beating."

Umbridge seemed to feel a throbbing pain in his face, and his eyelids moved slightly.

But before he opened his eyes, a white light hit his face, and he fell into a coma again.

Professor McGonagall and Marietta stared at this scene dumbfounded, "Mr. Gaius, you, you, it's not good to do this!"

"Professor, didn't you stop me?

To be honest, I put up with her for a long time, thank Dumbledore for giving me this opportunity to smoke her. "

"But..."

"Come on, it's all done by Dumbledore, and it has nothing to do with us?" Aaron said solemnly, "There is still time, why don't you come over and kick me?"

Professor McGonagall was inexplicably moved. She had been unhappy with Umbridge for a long time.

But thinking of himself as a teacher, I still suppressed this excitement.

"What are you talking about?" Professor McGonagall pretended to be sullen, "I'm a professor, how can I do such a thing?"

"Okay! I hope you won't regret it in the future." Aaron shrugged, and then looked at Marietta, "In order to prevent problems within the DA, Draco suggested that I recruit a few Slytherins to join, but I didn't even agree. .

But I never expected that traitors would appear in Ravenclaw. If I hadn't added an insurance policy to that list, you would have killed thirty students. "

"Yes, I'm sorry." Marietta's voice trembled, tears fell to the ground one by one, "I don't want to do this either, but my mother..."

"Forget it, there's no need to explain. Even if you explain, I won't believe it." Aaron said impatiently, and then gave Abe a wink.

Shenglong understood immediately, and jumped in front of Marietta unhappily.

"What are you doing?" Marietta took a few steps back anxiously.

"Heal your face!" Aaron said speechlessly, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Marietta froze for a moment, and stood there holding back her fear.

There was a humanized sarcasm in Abe's eyes, but he still treated her face according to Aaron's wishes.

Under the radiance of the white light, the purple pustules on her face shrunk rapidly, turning into gas and volatilized in just a dozen seconds.

Marietta touched her face in disbelief, and she looked at Abe with brilliance, "Thank you."