A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 483: Dumbledore is always strong and goes to the school hospital to avoid the limelight

"Weasley, send an owl to deliver a letter to the Daily Prophet. Maybe you can catch the headlines tomorrow morning." Fudge danced excitedly and wanted to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

He had no hope at all, but he didn't expect that Umbridge could give him such a wonderful turn. What's even better is that Dumbledore actually admitted that he wanted to harm the Ministry of Magic.

This alone is enough to capture him in Azkaban. As for how long he will be detained, that is not up to him as the minister.

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

"Is there any problem, Mr. Gaius?" Fudge looked at Aaron with an unfriendly expression. If he dared to favor Dumbledore at this time, he would have no choice but to fall out.

"Don't get me wrong, Minister Fudge." Aaron waved his hands with a sneer, "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 newspaper to polish this article up, you know what to say. "

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

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

There he awaited trial on charges of conspiracy and rebellion. "

"Brainless idiot." Aaron complained secretly in his heart. He didn't understand where Fudge had the courage to say such things in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was the pinnacle of the Grand Magister, and the White Devil that Voldemort feared most.

If he doesn't want to, let alone a few magisters, even if there are ten times more, they won't be his opponent.

"Ah! I had expected that I would encounter this little trouble." Dumbledore's expression did not change at all, and he even wanted to laugh. "You always seem to have the illusion that I will... how do you put it?"

"Let's take it easy." Aaron said speechlessly.

"Yes, that's the word.

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

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

Frankly speaking, I have a lot of things on my plate that I would rather spend my time on. "

Hearing this, Fudge was a little unbelievable.

Dumbledore had always been a good guy in his mind, but he didn't expect that this good guy would actually resist the Ministry of Magic's actions.

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

"Are you planning to deal with Dolores, Shacklebolt, Dolores and me alone?" Fudge sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"

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

"It's not just him." Professor McGonagall said, one hand already reaching into his robes, ready to pull out the wand.

"No, it's just him." Dumbledore said seriously, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you."

"You've had enough trouble." Fudge pulled out his wand, "Catch him."

The next moment, several bright lights danced in the office, and the curse released by the four Fudges was easily defeated by Dumbledore.

Explosions sounded one after another, and the whole room continued to shake.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and sharp screams and the sound of falling to the ground were mixed together. When the sound of breaking glass finally stopped, the four of Fudge fell to the ground in a mess.

Professor McGonagall protected Marietta during the chaos, while Aaron hugged Abe and retreated to the gate the moment the battle started.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

"The headmaster is so old and strong!" Aaron clapped his hands. "You managed to defeat four magisters in less than half a minute. No wonder Voldemort is so afraid of you!"

Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Gaius."

"Minerva, are you okay?"

"It's not bad." Professor McGonagall said and pulled Marietta up. This Ravenclaw had never seen such a scene before. His face was extremely pale and he was so frightened that he could not speak.

Dumbledore looked at the bald wizard lying on the ground, "What a pity, I had to cast a spell on Kingsley, otherwise it would be too suspicious."

"Okay, it's time for me to go.

They'll wake up soon and you'll have to act cool. "

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

“No, I’m going to figure something out.

It won't be long before Fudge feels that it would have been nice if he hadn't kicked me out of Hogwarts. "Dumbledore said, "Also, Mr. Gaius, I have something to ask of you. "

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he regretted that he had hid far away just now. He should have found a way to hit a curse earlier.

Lying on the floor may be unsightly, but at least it's relaxing!

"Principal, if you have something to say, I will help you if it is within my ability." Aaron said righteously. The implication is that if you are beyond your ability, don't come to me.

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

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

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

A flash of fire passed by, and they disappeared in the office.

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

"Fainted."

Aaron cast a spell, and a pale white light swept across the four people like a sound wave, and they closed their eyes again.

"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

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

Snap! Snap! Snap...

He slapped Umbridge in the face more than twenty times in a row, until Umbridge's face swelled several times, and then he shook his right hand in disgust.

"You are so thick-skinned, it hurts my hand."

Umbridge seemed to feel the pain on her face, and her eyelids moved slightly.

But before she opened her eyes, a white light was smeared on her face, and she fell into a coma again.

Professor McGonagall and Marietta stared at the scene in amazement, "Mr. Gaius, you, you, this is not a good thing to do!"

"Professor, didn't you stop her?

To be honest, I have tolerated her for a long time. Thank Dumbledore for giving me this opportunity to beat her."

"But..."

"Don't say buts, this is all Dumbledore's doing, it has nothing to do with us?" Aaron said seriously, "There is still time now, why don't you come and kick her a few times?"

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

But thinking that she was a teacher, she suppressed this feeling.

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

"Okay! I hope you won't regret it later." Aaron shrugged, then looked at Marietta, "In order to prevent problems within the D.A., Draco suggested that I get a few Slytherins to join, but I didn't agree.

But I never expected that there would be a traitor in Ravenclaw. If I hadn't added an insurance on that list, you would have harmed thirty students."

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

"Forget it, no need to explain, I won't believe it even if you explain it." Aaron said impatiently, and then winked at Abe.

Shenglong immediately understood and jumped in front of Marietta unhappily.

"What for?" Marietta took a few steps back nervously.

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

Marietta was stunned for a moment, and stood there with fear.

Abe's eyes showed humane sarcasm, but he still treated her face according to Aaron's instructions.

Under the illumination of white light, the purple pustules on her face shrank quickly, and turned into gas and evaporated in just a dozen seconds.

Marietta touched her face in disbelief, and her eyes were shining when she looked at Abe, "Thank you."

"Take care of yourself in the future!"

"Mr. Gaius, it..." Professor McGonagall looked at Abe with wide eyes, "To what extent can its healing ability be achieved?"

"The dead are definitely not revived, but it can handle most diseases, curses, injuries and even toxins."

Professor McGonagall was shocked. She knew that this dragon was not ordinary, but she didn't expect it to be so special.

I have to be nicer to it in the future. Maybe I will have to rely on it to save my life someday!

"By the way, Professor McGonagall, I have something to ask of you." Aaron cleaned up a relatively clean area, "Erase Edgemore's memory, and arrange a bed for me in the school hospital later."

"What?" Before Professor McGonagall could react, she saw Aaron lying on the ground, and pointed the wand at his temple, "Fainted."

Pah!

A flash of white light, Aaron's hand fell to the floor, and the wand slipped out.

Abe quickly went into alert, four claws grew finger blades, carefully guarding the master.

Professor McGonagall didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was too bad.

"Miss Edgemore, you should be ready!"

Marietta nodded blankly, she knew too much, if she didn't erase this memory, not to mention Aaron, Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore would be worried, even she herself would be worried.

Professor McGonagall pulled out her wand and pulled out a few silver filaments from Marietta's brain, and barely breathed a sigh of relief when they were completely dispersed in the air.

After a few minutes, the effect of the coma spell gradually disappeared.

Fudge opened his eyes in a daze, and then struggled to get up from the floor.

"Where is he? Where is he?"

"I don't know." Kingsley staggered to his feet, "Minister, you may not like Dumbledore, but he is indeed great."

"Hiss!" Umbridge was about to speak when she felt a sharp stinging pain on her face.

She nervously picked up a piece of mirror fragments, just took a look and threw the fragments away, angrily cursing: "Damn, damn Dumbledore.

He dared to do this to me, Minister, you must make the decision for me!"

Fudge, Kingsley and Dawlish, who had just woken up, looked at Umbridge's swollen face and couldn't help but take a breath. The three men took a step back in unison.

It was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.

It was because Marietta's face improved their immunity, otherwise they might have taken more than one step back.

"You..." Umbridge opened her mouth, as if something was stuck in her throat.

"Don't come over yet." Fudge said immediately. Kingsley and Delis strongly agreed with the minister's wise decision.

"Well..." Aaron rubbed his eyes and sat up drowsily, "My head hurts so much!"

"Minister, you must have caught Dumbledore, right?"

Fudge and others looked at each other, feeling like they had been stabbed in the heart.

They were full of confidence when they caught him, but who would have thought that none of them combined had even taken a few blows from Dumbledore.

"There was an accident and he ran away." Kingsley said far-fetchedly.

Aaron nodded in understanding, then opened his eyes in astonishment and looked at Umbridge in disbelief, "Wow, Dumbledore actually dares to keep magical animals in the principal's office?

Although it looks a bit scary, there is no doubt that this is a rare breed. "

"What?" Umbridge blinked blankly, feeling as if billions of alpacas were rushing past in her heart, destroying her inner world one after another.

"Ah!" Umbridge shouted angrily, drew out her wand and pointed it at Aaron, "Stick a big stick in her front teeth..."

"Expelliarmus."

Before Umbridge could say the spell, the wand flew out.

Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and then looked at the Fantastic Beasts opposite him in astonishment, "Are you Professor Umbridge?

I'm extremely sorry, I really didn't recognize it.

Marietta's face seems to be better, but why did your face become like this? "

Umbridge once again suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points. Just as she was about to have an attack, she was interrupted by Fudge's cough.

"Ahem, calm down, Dolores."

"But Minister..."

"This has nothing to do with Mr. Gaius. He was also hit by a coma spell, right?" Fudge seemed to have seen through the truth. "This is all Dumbledore's doing. Catching him is the most important thing."

"He couldn't have Apparated." Kingsley said thoughtfully, "Stairs, he must not have gone very far."

"Hurry up." Fudge said immediately. Delis rushed out first, and Kingsley followed closely behind, pulling Umbridge.

Fudge hesitated for a moment, dusted himself off, and then looked at Professor McGonagall fiercely, "Minerva, I think your friend Dumbledore is finished this time."

"It seems so on the surface, but in fact who knows?" Professor McGonagall said contemptuously.

"Mr. Minister, can I leave?" Aaron whispered, "The fight you just had was too fierce. I seem to have been accidentally injured. I need to go to the school hospital to avoid the limelight. No, I meant to check it out."

"Minerva, I think you wouldn't mind taking Mr. Gaius to the hospital for a visit!

And Miss Aikemo, she also needs to go back to the dormitory to rest. "

"You don't need to remind me." Professor McGonagall said coldly, and then led the two of them away.