HP Magic Biography

You lost control just now?

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, looking pale.

Marida still looks dull. Many times, as long as the source is found, it is easy to find clues, but Dumbledore is different. Even though Fan Lin has discovered how Dumbledore casts spells, if he is not paying attention, That clear feeling will quickly disappear...

Umbridge's face was ashen. If there is no evidence, being pointed at by Dumbledore with his wand is not a treatment that ordinary people can enjoy.

For example, Grindelwald? Voldemort? Or, the Grim Reaper?

From this point of view, wanting to be Dumbledore's opponent is not something ordinary people can afford.

But soon Umbridge puffed up his chest again. Everyone knew that there was such a thing. So, even if Marida didn't say it...

In fact, Marida is still standing within Umbridge's reach, and she still looks apprehensive about being suddenly attacked by Umbridge again, while also feeling relieved to be free from Umbridge's grasp . Still clutching her robe tightly, she pulled it under her eyes, which were oddly blank and staring straight ahead.

It seems that Mr. Principal intends to maintain it until he leaves, but even if Dumbledore doesn't do this, Fan Lin can guarantee that Marida will not say anything.

What a joke, breaking the contract in front of him as the caster, even Dumbledore would have to pay enough.

Dorothy, said Fudge, trying to stabilize the situation one last time, tonight's party—the one we all know definitely happened?

Yes, Umbridge cheered up again, yes, um, Miss Marida came to report to me and, accompanied by some trusted classmate, let me catch the current criminals at the party. .Looks like they had been warned that I was coming because when we got to the seventh floor they were running in all directions.Miss Parkinson went to the Room of Requirement to check on what they had left and found them list, which is important because we need evidence, and the House of Needs provides exactly the evidence we need.

Harry watched in some shock as she pulled out of her pocket the list that had been pinned to the wall of the House of Needs, and handed it to Fudge.

When I saw Potter's name on it, I knew what we were dealing with, she said softly.

Great! A smile appeared on Fudge's face, Dorothy, you are so wonderful! And... Damn... He looked up to see that he was holding his wand lightly in his hand,

Dumbledore, who was still standing beside Marida, Look what they named themselves? Fudge said quietly, Dumbledore's Army!

Dumbledore reached out to take the parchment from Fudge, staring at the title Hermione had scribbled months before. For a moment, he seemed speechless.

Then Dumbledore looked up and smiled, Well, it has happened- He said curtly, Connelly, do you now want me to write a statement, or do I just have to be in front of these witnesses How about making a statement?

Dumbledore's attitude of pleading guilty obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. Professor McGonagall and Kingsley exchanged a look, with expressions of fear on their faces. They didn't know what was going to happen, and Fudge obviously didn't know what the situation was.

Statement? Fudge said hesitantly. What, I don't.

Dumbledore's army, Connelly! Dumbledore smiled and waved the list in front of Fudge, This is not Potter's army, nor Al's army, it is Dumbledore's army!

But but a flash of understanding flashed across Fudge's face in an instant, he stepped back in horror, then screamed, and jumped out of the fire again. Your? he murmured, stamping out the smoldering cloak once more.

That's right! Dumbledore said quickly.

You organized this? Fudge asked in disbelief.

Yes. Dumbledore replied.

You recruit these students to serve in your army?

Tonight's the first meeting, said Dumbledore, nodding, just to see if they are interested in joining. Of course, I now know that it was wrong to invite Miss Merida.

Marida nodded. Fudge looked at her, then at Dumbledore, his chest swelling. You're secretly plotting against me! he growled.

Yes, that's right. Dumbledore replied happily.

No! Harry yelled. Kingsley gave Harry a quick warning look, and Professor McGonagall stared at Harry threateningly. But Harry suddenly understood what Dumbledore might be trying to do, and he must not let that happen.

Not Dumbledore

Be quiet, Harry, no I think you will have to leave my office. Dumbledore said calmly.

Yes, Potter, shut up! snapped Fudge, giving Dumbledore a look of frightening delight. Okay, I came here expecting to fire Te, but instead

It allows you to arrest me instead, said Dumbledore, smiling. It's like dropping a sickle coin and getting a gold galleon, isn't it?

Indeed, Minister, I think so, Percy said urgently, his nose getting ink splashed from a quick note.

This little paragraph is about how he built an army against the Ministry of Magic, and how he wants to overthrow me in secret? Fudge said, pointing to the list.

Well, well, Minister, I've got it all written down, said Percy, happily going over his notes.

Very good, then, said Fudge, beaming with joy, Weasley, make a copy of your record and send it to the Daily Prophet at once. If we send it by courier owl, it should be in time for tomorrow. published in the morning paper!

Percy rushed out of Dumbledore's office quickly, slamming the door behind him. Then Fudge turned to face Dumbledore.

You will now be escorted back to the Ministry of Magic, where you will be formally charged, and you will be deported to Azkaban to await trial.

Oh, said Dumbledore mildly, well, indeed, I think we may have encountered some unexpected obstacles.

An unexpected obstacle? Fudge's voice was still trembling slightly with excitement. I didn't find any unexpected obstacles, Dumbledore.

Oh, said Dumbledore apologetically, I think I may have found out.

Oh, really?

Well, you just seemed to be struggling with some misunderstanding about what I was going to say about that phrase? Oh, underhanded. Unfortunately, I didn't mean to be underhanded at all, Connelly. I had absolutely no intention of being sent to Azkaban. Of course I could escape - but that would be such a waste of time, and frankly, I could think of a whole bunch of other things to do!

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