A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 481 It’s just a joke, how can this be considered evidence?

"So that's it." Fudge looked at Marietta kindly, "My dear, you are very brave and your actions are very correct.

Would you like to tell me what happened at the party? What is the purpose? Who are the members? "

Marietta still covered her face nervously and shook her head, unwilling to say a word more.

Just by telling Umbridge about the existence of the Room of Requirement, her face became like this. If she revealed a few more words, who knows whether it would be disfigured.

"Do we have a breaking spell to deal with this? The kind that can make her speak normally." Fudge was a little impatient. If the witness has this kind of virtue, then it is better not to use it at all, at least it will not irritate the eyes.

"Not yet." Umbridge said with some embarrassment, "But it doesn't matter if she doesn't speak. We haven't gained anything today."

As she said this, she turned to look at Aaron, who was sitting on the chair masturbating. "Mr. Gaius, can you explain how you ended up in the Room of Requirement?"

"This...can I not say it?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Okay!" Aaron sighed, "The reason I'm there is just to practice Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Aaron." Fudge gave him a warning look, "I hope you are honest."

"I know what I'm talking about, Mr. Minister." Aaron said in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "I admit that I may have made some mistakes, but I don't want to do that either!

Professor Umbridge, the senior investigator you sent, only taught us theory in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

"That's systematic teaching." Umbridge interrupted, "It's for your sake. The class is to prepare for the exam, and it also passed the education order issued by the Ministry of Magic."

"But half of the O.W.L.s exams faced by fifth-year wizards are practical parts." Aaron said directly, "If you don't let us use magic in class, it is equivalent to directly giving us a death sentence for the practical part of the exam."

"Mr. Minister, you should be aware of what O.W.L.s means to fifth grade students?

This is related to students' future career choices, and failing the Defense Against the Dark Arts class will cause many people to lose the opportunity to choose. "

Fudge blinked, speechless for a moment.

Does he know? Of course he knew, but in order to prevent Dumbledore from developing the power to deal with him, he could only do this.

It is definitely worth sacrificing the future of a small number of children in exchange for a Minister of Magic who can bring prosperity and peace to the wizarding world.

Besides, if he failed the exam just because he didn't take Defense Against the Dark Arts for a year, then the kid himself is not that good, and he is not a waste of talent.

Umbridge seemed to notice the embarrassment of her immediate superior, and pointed at Aaron with wide eyes, "Gaius, are you doubting the decision-making of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Of course not." Aaron waved his hand, "Honestly, I even wrote a letter to my family after learning about your teaching methods."

"What did Vico say?" Fudge asked immediately. He didn't care whether Aaron doubted the Ministry of Magic's decision, but if the Gaius family had objections, it would be difficult to resolve.

"My dad is not here, it was my uncle who received the letter." Aaron began to talk nonsense seriously, "He means that the decision-making of the Ministry of Magic has nothing to do with him, but I must get the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. O, otherwise..."

Aaron paused for two seconds, his eyes were slightly red, and his voice was full of grievance and anger. "Minister Fudge, our family has strict rules. If I fail to pass the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, then I will never go back during the holidays." There is no good fruit to eat.”

"You, you..." Umbridge clutched her chest angrily, "That's nonsense. The letter delivery channels in Hogwarts are all closely monitored. I didn't know you had sent letters home."

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean you don't have it." Aaron curled his lips contemptuously, "I used the message delivery channel in Hogsmeade. No matter how capable you are as a senior investigator, you won't be able to stretch your hand that far!

By chance, my Uncle Jeans happens to have someone he knows in Hogsmeade. Is it still illegal to ask him to help deliver a letter? "

Upon hearing this, Umbridge's face twitched, and Fudge also felt a huge headache.

Everyone else was struggling to hold back their laughter, except of course Marietta, who was desperate for life.

"Because of my uncle's letter, I have higher requirements for Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But even so, I didn't object to Professor Umbridge. Instead, I found a place to train secretly in private, just because I didn't want to embarrass her.

Unexpectedly, I was training as usual today, and the door to the Room of Requirement was blasted open by a blasting curse.

I didn't know what was going on but I was brought here by Umbridge in a daze. "

"Minister Fudge, I admit that I violated the school rules, but it is somewhat excusable." Aaron continued, "Besides, we have an agreement that my Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be decided by myself during my time at school. , she has no right to intervene.”

Fudge: ...

Umbridge felt like she was hit hard, and she took a moment to recover before showing a hypocritical sneer, "This is just your one-sided statement."

"Genes can come and testify for me if necessary."

Umbridge looked at Aaron in astonishment, wondering where he had the shamelessness to say such a thing.

Genes is nominally Aaron's uncle, but in fact he is the butler of the Gaius family. To put it bluntly, he is just a servant.

How credible can a servant be when he testifies for his master?

"You, I won't argue with you." Umbridge said, suppressing her anger, and then changed her tone in a second, "Minister, you should remember that I reported to you last year that Gaius and Potter and others had a gathering with many classmates at the Hog's Head Inn in Hogsmeade."

"Do you have evidence?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I have the testimony of Willy Weathersing, who happened to be drinking inside at the time." Umbridge seemed to feel the joy of the senior investigator's power again, and her face was immediately full of pride. "Although he wrapped himself tightly, it did not hinder his hearing. He heard their conversation and hurried to the school to report to me."

"Oh!" Professor McGonagall seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized: "That's why the Ministry of Magic exempted him from the prosecution of causing the sewage backflow in the toilet. Our judicial system is really eye-opening!"

"Shameful depravity." A portrait behind Dumbledore cursed, "In our time, the Ministry of Magic never made deals with despicable criminals, they would never do so."

"Thank you, Fusco." Dumbledore said.

"Perhaps the criminal repented from the bottom of his heart and wanted to make up for his crime!" Aaron said inappropriately.

"Yes, that's it." Fudge said.

Fusco made him a little embarrassed. It was obvious that he was scolding him for not doing anything during his administration, but if the criminal made meritorious contributions while guilty, that would be another matter.

Umbridge snorted, then looked at Aaron meaningfully, "The gathering of these students is because Potter wants to persuade them to join an illegal group, with the goal of learning some spells that the Ministry of Magic thinks are inappropriate."

"That's true." Aaron said embarrassedly, "But it was after the gathering that Professor Umbridge decided to ban all clubs with more than three people.

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This is a time difference, but we did not violate the regulations of the Ministry of Magic at that time."

Umbridge opened her mouth, and after a few seconds of silence, she looked at Aaron with gloating, "Widdersing also mentioned to me that Gaius, you seem to admit in front of them that you saw the resurrection of the mysterious man."

Fudge's eyes condensed, and his voice became fierce, "Is this true?"

"How should I put it?" Aaron frowned slightly, "The situation at that time..."

"Just tell me if it happened? "Umbridge said aggressively.

She knew Fudge well. As long as Aaron dared to admit it, Fudge would definitely turn against him.

When the time came, she would not have to worry about anything when she wanted to deal with Aaron.

She could not swallow the humiliation she had suffered during this period without leaving a few scars on his arm and putting him in solitary confinement.

"That's right, but..."

"Haha." Umbridge just laughed out loud when she heard the word "but". Her heart skipped a beat and her laughter stopped.

"But what?" Fudge asked.

"Mr. Minister, are you sure you want me to say it here?"

"Right here, now, there's nothing to hesitate about." Fudge's voice was a little urgent. If he didn't understand Aaron's position, he would really be worried.

"Okay! "Aaron shrugged and turned to look at Umbridge, whose face turned blue as if she had eaten a dead fly. "I don't know Widsing, but he should tell you that I said something at the time: I will never admit the resurrection of the Dark Lord outside the Hog's Head. "

Fudge raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?"

"It's an advertisement." Aaron said without blushing or panting, "I don't know whether the mysterious man has been resurrected, but the resurrection of the mysterious man will undoubtedly become a driving force for students to study.

After all, I am a minor, and it shouldn't be a big deal to tell a few jokes!"

"This... can it be a joke?" Percy asked in astonishment.

"Why not? I have never admitted such nonsense in public." Aaron said confidently, "Senior Percy, do you dare to say that you didn't say you wanted to be the Minister of Magic? "

Percy:......

Fuck! What's the grudge? Are you going to trick me to this extent?

He has ideas about that position, but he is asking for his life to be long when he says that in front of the current Minister of Magic.

Sure enough, Fudge's forehead has a few more black lines.

I'm not dead yet, and you're thinking about taking the throne. This is treason.

Umbridge's eyes also flashed a fierce look. She worked hard for Fudge for so many years, wasn't it just to take a step further and sit in the second seat?

I didn't expect it! Now there is an extra competitor, this is intolerable!

Percy felt two strong malices and immediately defended himself: "Don't talk nonsense, I was just..."

"Just a joke, right?" Aaron said playfully.

"I, I..." Percy hesitated, "I just want to become a great figure like the Minister who dedicates himself to the magic world one day, and I have no other thoughts. "

"I don't doubt this. "Aaron said with a smile, and then looked at Fudge, "I believe Mr. Minister should understand what I mean. I am different from Harry Potter. I have never said a word in public that is not conducive to the Ministry of Magic."

Fudge nodded blankly. Although he was angry, he was also slightly relieved.

It seemed that the other party was still neutral, which was enough. At least they were not enemies.

"Minister, I..." Umbridge hesitated.

"Okay, I know what you are going to say." Fudge said helplessly, "I believe Mr. Gaius has no opinion on the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge was still a little unwilling, but Fudge had already expressed his position. She dared not disobey her boss's opinion, so she could only change the subject.

"Education Order No. 24 has been in effect for nearly six months. Even if their first gathering was not illegal, subsequent gatherings are definitely illegal."

"Well." Dumbledore smiled politely, "I don't deny this statement, but what evidence do you have to prove that there are such gatherings later?

If I'm not mistaken, Professor Umbridge, you seem to have only caught Mr. Gaius in the Room of Requirement!"

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Maybe there were some accidents in this arrest, but we have witnesses. Why do you think Miss Edgemore is here?"

"Wait." Aaron interrupted, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Excuse me to interrupt, Professor Umbridge, you don't think we organized the gathering for six months, do you?"

"You dare to say no?" Umbridge asked back.

"Of course not. We haven't organized any gatherings since the implementation of the Education Order No. 24."

"Hahaha, Mr. Gaius, you don't have the final say on this." Umbridge looked at Marietta with a smile, "Miss Edgemore, how many such gatherings have they organized in the past few months?"

Marietta didn't speak immediately, but just looked at Aaron through the gap, but she felt uneasy after noticing his fearless look.

"Okay, it seems a little difficult for you to speak.

Then let me change the question. Have such gatherings been held regularly in the past six months?

You just need to nod or shake your head. I'm sure it won't activate the curse."

Marietta hesitated for a while and nodded with difficulty.

"Ridiculous." Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "Minister Fudge, is this how the Ministry of Magic does things? False accusations without any evidence?"

"Sophisticated." Umbridge said, "Isn't Miss Edgemore's face considered evidence?"

"Who knows if she drank the wrong potion." Aaron retorted directly, "I suggest that Professor Snape check his storage room carefully, there may be one or two bottles missing there."

"I didn't." Marietta cried aggrievedly, "I didn't drink the potion, really didn't."

"Well, seeing that you are like this, I guess you are not lying. Maybe there really is something else wrong!" Aaron turned his face away with some disgust. "I can heal your face, but it really doesn't count as evidence."