Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 98 Decision
"Ash Embers, you can go in now." The door of the office was opened a small crack, and an Auror poked his head out and said.

Ash nodded, then slowly opened the door and walked in. There were many Aurors standing here, as well as Dumbledore, and even Fudge, the Minister of Magic.

His face was gloomy, looking at Ash suspiciously, especially his wand.

Only Dumbledore didn't have any strange expressions. He walked slowly to Ash and asked, "Did you kill Professor Som?"

"No." Ash shook his head, "He killed himself." He also raised his wand to his temple, "Like this."

"Put down your wand, please!" shrieked Umbridge in pink. "You've got Minister Fudge in front of you!"

Ash frowned and glanced at her, a pawn-like clown... and someone who didn't even have a soul, not even qualified to be firewood, Ash sneered and didn't even look at her again.

Fudge looked at Ash and Dumbledore with a slight frown and said slowly: "You mean, a Hogwarts professor killed himself with the Killing Curse?"

"He's actually quite possibly a Death Eater." Dumbledore said slowly, he saw the Dark Mark on Thom's arm.

"He was Voldemort's spy."

"What?" Fudge took two steps back subconsciously, and the Aurors around him were also in an uproar, "He..." Fudge muttered a few words, of course he saw the mark on Thom's arm.

"Is he actually an admirer of You-Know-Who?" Umbridge said slowly, "He must be worshiping, worshiping You-Know-Who! Just like his brother! Loranc Thomme, you all know him!" Umbridge said. Mlich said sharply.

The funny look or the self-deception made Ash shake his head noncommittally, ignorant and stupid, just like those thieves who dared to set foot on Lothric.

"This is obviously impossible..." said Dumbledore. "He asked Ash to tell me that Voldemort is still alive, in a place we don't know."

Ash also nodded slightly. After all, it was Thom's last wish. If he can find out where Voldemort is... Of course, the most important thing is that he has been immersed in the Killing Curse for many years, and the soul in his body will not be missing. Taking more souls can be regarded as contributing to the two worlds.

Ash didn't mind avenging Thom. Although he didn't think the two of them were friends, Voldemort's soul was considerable.

"No." Fudge said slowly, he walked towards Ash step by step, and then looked at him closely, "You were the only one present at that time, weren't you?" He said slowly, "Can you guarantee that what you said Is it all true?"

Before Ash could speak, Umbridge said sharply, "How dare you deceive Minister Fudge, do you know what a felony is?"

"Ash didn't lie." Dumbledore said slowly, "Thom is indeed a Death Eater, isn't he?" His blue eyes stared at Umbridge, and it was obvious that he also kind of hated this chattering toad.

That's right, toad, Ash thought she was like a toad, or rather like a golling.

"This has nothing to do with the suspicion on Mr. Embers. He is suspected of using the Unforgivable Curse." Fudge said slowly, "Such a person can no longer be a professor at Hogwarts."

"He should be sent to Azkaban." He glared fiercely at Ash, and his threatening tone made Ash laugh for a while... So the way you deal with criminals is to tell him jokes and then kill him with joy, right? ?
Ash is not angry at all, after all, he really wants to go to Azkaban... After all, there are dementors there, and these creatures, which are also made of souls, are at least as attractive as a bonfire to Ash .

"This is too exaggerated!" Another professor rushed in from the door, the serious Professor McGonagall. She looked at Fudge dissatisfied and said, "There is no rule that says it is illegal to use the death-killing curse against Death Eaters."

"But it's illegal to use the Killing Curse!" Umbridge said unwillingly, like an angry dragon.

"That's enough, please be quiet!" Fudge had to shout, and he looked at Ash with an unkind expression, "We're going to take Mr. Embers to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation first."

Dumbledore nodded slowly, "I suggest holding the Wizengamot meeting..." He is the chief wizard of the Wizengamot. It can be said that as long as the meeting is held, Ash will at least not be sent to Azkaban.

Ash would probably be a little sad if he found out.

Fudge was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slowly, "Yes."

Several Aurors came up to Ash and stretched out their hands slightly: "Please, Mr. Embers." They were not planning to confiscate Ash's wand, as if they were very relieved of him.

Watching the Aurors leave, Fudge sighed and said to Umbridge, "You go out first, too."

Umbridge nodded obediently, then left with a snort.

What are you so proud of?McGonagall took a long breath, endured the thought of a Transfiguration Curse, nodded to Dumbledore and left.

In a blink of an eye, there was only the only man left in the chaotic Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"Are you really going to protect him, Dumbledore?" Fudge asked in a low voice, and it was obvious that he was in a headache. "The one who died this time was a pure blood! The only son of the Somme family!"

Dumbledore nodded slowly and said, "Mr. Embers definitely didn't do it." He was sure that although Ash was a weird person, he used the Avada Kedavra curse at the first meeting, and then taught the students Watch the Unforgivable Curses, and also like to study those weird...

Why did the more I talked, the more suspicious he became?

Even if Embers used the Unforgivable Curse, his opponent is also a Death Eater... Although Dumbledore did not understand why Thom joined the Death Eaters, he dared to kill the Death Eaters from the side. It means that he doesn't deal with Death Eaters, and he is not a lunatic or a psychopath from the usual point of view.

The most important thing is that Thom definitely didn't kill him...Dumbledore can easily see who has killed someone with the Killing Curse...that's why he dared to take a guy who put the Killing Curse on his face Come in and be a professor.

Then, as one of the few people who believed that Voldemort was not dead, Dumbledore felt obliged to keep him, at least not send him into Azkaban.

Of course, if you use the Killing Curse on people, Ash will definitely not be able to be a professor at Hogwarts.

"Whether he did it or not." Fudge paused, "I must give the pure-blood family an explanation. At the very least, he must be suspended."

This was exactly what Dumbledore meant, and he nodded slowly: "Then is it okay to fire Ash Embers as punishment?"

Fudge nodded, "That also needs to go through a procedure...you understand, those media."

"The mystery man." Fudge looked at Dumbledore seriously, "Is he not there?" His tone was almost pleading, it was obvious that he had not come out of Dumbledore's shadow just after taking office.

"Hmm." Dumbledore nodded noncommittally. He could see Fudge's weakness, but he believed that when the real evidence was in front of him...he couldn't refuse.

Fudge wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and was about to leave.

When he reached the door of the office, Dumbledore stopped him suddenly.

"Merry Christmas, Connelly."

"Huh?" Fudge froze for a moment, and he showed a stiff smile, "Merry Christmas, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore nodded slowly, watching Fudge close the office door, he waved his wand to restore the shattered table, and then picked up the Philosopher's Stone on the table... In fact, this is also his strange place, why The Philosopher's Stone would be in Thom's hands.

It wasn't... Thinking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but frowned slightly. It was obvious that Ash and the thief were inextricably linked... The fact that they were the same person could not be ruled out.

But getting back the Sorcerer's Stone is still a good thing after all.

That's the price... He looked at the pot of blue snowflakes on the stool and sighed, the price was too great... He lost two professors, but he believed that darkness could never defeat light.

No matter how many threats Voldemort can buy, he will eventually fail.

Thinking of Harry Potter who will be enrolled next year... Dumbledore feels much better. At least, his savior training plan can start.

He took out a Bibi multi-flavored bean, and then slowly took out one and ate it.

"Woo..." he muttered, "It smells like vomiting."

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