Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

"Oh! That's good. So, where is this list now?" Fudge said blankly, but his expression turned horribly bad as he finished speaking, "Wait! You mean... The name of their organization is Dumbledore's Army?"

"That's right!"

Umbridge screamed hysterically.

"what!"

Fudge took a big step back in horror and put it on the fireplace, the fire wrapped around his robe again, but this time he didn't rush to put it out, just looked at Dumblebee behind the eagle-footed table with a look of horror. profitable.

"It's you!? You did all this?"

"Don't get excited, Fudge." Kingsley quickly stood up when he saw this. "I think all of this is a false accusation against Dumbledore. With Dumbledore's character, there is absolutely no way to do such a thing."

Umbridge shouted loudly:

"Kingsley! You don't have to argue for him anymore! It's clear now!"

"I'm not making excuses, Umbridge!" The black man named Kingsley came out from behind the eagle-footed table and slowly approached Umbridge, "The scars on these two children are enough to prove you They have been subjected to extremely severe punishments, and all the testimony they gave under this kind of severe torture is not credible, because you can say whatever you want them to say!"

Umbridge was forced to step back, stammering and speechless.

And the portraits of the previous principals on the wall cheered one after another. Among them, the witch with silver curly hair cried the loudest.

Suddenly, Umbridge's eyes fell on Ron's face, and her expression became wonderful.

She grabbed Ron as if she had grabbed the last straw, forcing him to look up at the crowd.

Ron struggled to break Umbridge's hand, tears dripping from his eyes, and it was humiliating to be looked directly in the face.

However, the strength of Umbridge's madness is too great, and Ron can't do anything at all.

"Did you see that? The herpes on his face was so neatly formed into a 'whisper'!" Umbridge shouted, "I tell you, Ron said everything! The list they signed was actually on the list. The above is a magical contract for secrecy, and anyone who dares to reveal information about Dumbledore's Army will have herpes on their face! And now, Ron's face just happens to have such a herpes, which is enough to prove his testimony It's all true! Now... ah!"

Before Umbridge could finish her words, an invisible force smashed her against the wall, making a muffled sound.

"I won't allow you to treat my students like this again!"

Dumbledore's eyes widened in anger, staring at Umbridge.

After falling to the ground, Umbridge kept coughing, and there were faint traces of blood on the corners of his lips.

She pointed at Dumbledore, as if trying to say something, but the intense pain prevented her from saying anything.

"Dumbledore! How dare you beat up a Ministry of Magic official in front of me!" Fudge yelled, jumping, "and Umbridge is absolutely right, I'm going to send you all to Azkaban!"

Kingsley stepped forward and hugged Fudge, who was so excited that he almost lost his temper, and said loudly:

"Calm down! Minister! Do you remember what I said? The confession that I got from a trick has no legal effect at all, which means that it is very likely that Umbridge made up the magic contract himself!"

As soon as these words came out, Ron's eyes lit up immediately.

I saw that he didn't even have time to wipe his tears.

Raised his head and pointed to his face, he said hurriedly:

"That's right! There's no magic contract at all! All those bullshit testimonies were taught to me by Umbridge! Including these herpes is also the curse that Umbridge cast on me!"

Hearing that, Kingsley and the others showed a teachable expression on their faces, and Neville on the side secretly gave Ron a thumbs up.

Fudge's violent struggle also froze. There were too many reversals one after another today, so much that he felt that his mind couldn't turn around.

But he is very clear that if there is no accident, he will lose today's affairs.

However, life is always so magical. Just when Fudge's mood was about to drop to the bottom, the corner of a Slytherin student's mouth beside Ron suddenly rose.

Mike knew this person, and he was the Slytherin who could always take Umbridge by his side and cast spells silently.

"Mr. Minister, I can attest to the truth of what Professor Umbridge said."

The man took out a roll of parchment from his pocket, held it in both hands and handed it to the bewildered Fudge.

"This is the magic pact that Professor Umbridge was talking about, and my classmates and I found him when we searched the Requirement Room. I think just a little inspection will tell if it's a real magic pact. ."

Grabbing the parchment, Fudge checked it carefully.

After a while, the corners of his mouth began to rise wildly, his eyes turned to Ron, who was stunned, and said maliciously:

"Although it is very crude, it is indeed a magical contract. And..."

Saying that, Fudge stretched out his hand and pressed it on the parchment, and then saw a flash of blue light, and the blisters on Ron's face began to grow wildly again.

"Ah!~"

Ron covered his face and yelled, and Fudge released his hand and said:

"And it seems that this contract is indeed the source of those herpes. Umbridge isn't lying! What else do you have to say now? Dumbledore!"

Several worried eyes fell on Dumbledore, and even Mike was looking at Dumbledore with great interest. He was very curious about how Dumbledore would deal with this matter.

However, Dumbledore, who was pointed at by Fudge, was extremely calm. He neither stood up to refute Fudge's words, nor admitted it. He just sat quietly behind the eagle-footed table and looked at Ron, Mike and the others. Making a difficult decision.

After a long while, Dumbledore seemed to finally think about it, sighed deeply, and said to Fudge with a smile on his face:

"Well, I think I should congratulate you now, Fudge."

"You...what do you mean by that?"

"I think you should have figured out the truth of all this, after all, you are so smart."

"D.A. Army is completely the army you organized behind your back?"

"That's right, everyone, including Mike, doesn't know about this. They always thought they were participating in a Defense Against the Dark Arts team." Dumbledore looked very happy, his mouth grinning wide. "I wanted to announce this to them recently. But now it seems that the underage wizards are still a little unreliable. I think I should recruit those wizards who are more mature."

"So, in fact, you have been plotting to overthrow me!"

Fudge roared, and at the same time kept retreating towards the gate, trying to keep his distance from Dumbledore as much as possible.

Hearing that Dumbledore looked happier, he clapped excitedly and said excitedly:

"Yes, thank goodness you finally get it! I've put up with you idiot for a long time."

"No! It's not like that!"

Ron cried and wanted to step forward, but Professor McGonagall's hand was firmly on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

He blinked his red eyes back and looked at Professor McGonagall in disbelief, but the latter just shook his head at him.

On the other side of the office, Mike frowned at Dumbledore who was smiling, silent.

To be fair, Dumbledore's behavior was too abnormal.

If it was Harry Potter who was caught now, it would be normal for Dumbledore to do so, but now it is him and Ron who are caught!

'Dumbledore... is he crazy? ’

Thinking like this, Mike heard Fudge screaming frantically:

"Quick! Weasley, Weasley, did you hear that? He wants to build an army against the Ministry of Magic, he wants to overthrow me, write this down for me immediately, and send one of the fastest The owl sent your record to the Daily Prophet, and I'll see it on the front page tomorrow morning! Then, Dumbledore, I'll catch you and put you in Azkaban!"

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult, Fudge, I even think you may have misunderstood something, what is it that makes you think I'm going to let you do whatever you want, eh?" Dumbledore looked at Fudge kindly and said, "My dear Connery, I don't want to be locked up in Azkaban at all. I can't even get out of there at any time, but what a waste of time! Do you understand? I mean, I'm still There's so much to do, and I don't have time to play judge games with you."

Fudge's expression became extremely exciting. He looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, as if surprised that the famous Dumbledore would say such a thing.

After a while, Fudge's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this blush was still passing from his neck to his neck.

"You...you! Kingsley, Delix! What are you waiting for, do it!"

Kingsley frowned and looked at Dumbledore for a while, then at Fudge again, a little bewildered.

But the gray-haired Auror next to him did not hesitate, took his wand from its holster and aimed it at Dumbledore.

"Don't be silly, Delix," said Dumbledore, smiling. "I'm sure you're a great Auror, you've always been great. I remember your NEWTs seem to be excellent. But if you want to Use violence against me, then I have no choice but to be rude to you."

The Auror named Delix blinked funny, then looked at Fudge again, as if asking what to do next.

However, Fudge at this moment had already moved to the door of the office, and turned around and disappeared outside the door.

Dalix was stunned for a moment, but it didn't take long for the confused look on his face to disappear, replaced by excitement!

Because Fudge is back, and at the same time, there are several other senior Aurors with him!

"I think I heard someone say you're going to be rude to us?" Fudge said maliciously. "You mean you're going to deal with Dawlish and Shacklebolt and Dolores and me alone, don't you? Dumbledore ?"

"Not alone!"

Professor McGonagall said firmly.

At the same time, Mike also noticed that although Professor Snape didn't speak, his hand was stuck into his robe, and he was obviously ready to fight.

Seeing this, Mike also stretched his fingers, silently brewing the magic in his body, ready to attack at any time.

"No! I'm the only one!" Dumbledore said sternly, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you!"

"Enough!" Fudge quickly took out his wand, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore! Do it!"

As soon as he said this, the Aurors whose names he had named raised their wands towards Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore was faster!

Mike saw Dumbledore wave his arm, and an invisible, trembling terrifying force burst out from around him, spreading out like a tide.

All objects touched by this power turned into fine dust, even the spells that Fudge, Umbridge and others shot at Dumbledore were no exception, all turned into nothingness!

Mike's pupils shrank suddenly, and he fell to the ground almost instinctively. At the same time, he raised his hands, and the magic in his body flourished. In an instant, an oval-shaped narrow 'all protection' shield appeared on his body. .

"Bang!"

A huge roar sounded, and Dumbledore's amazing power burst out in the office with a dazzling blue light.

Mike only felt that countless giant forces were constantly hitting the shield in front of him. Many of them were deflected by the streamlined angle of the shield, but the rest still hit its surface with countless numbers. crack!

Finally, the explosion is over.

Mike stood up from the ground with difficulty, and saw that the entire office was already in a mess.

Sawdust and dust were everywhere, and even Dumbledore's usual favorite giant globe and the wooden shelf of Phoenix Fox had all been destroyed!

But what surprised Mike was that under such a terrifying attack, the murals of the previous principals high on the wall were not harmed in the slightest.

Fudge, Umbridge and the others were lying on the floor in a state of scorching and devastated. They were motionless and looked as if they were dead.

A little further away from them, Professor McGonagall pinned Neville and Ron under him, and they just raised their heads when Mike looked at them.

And Dumbledore, who caused all this, stood alone in his original position, with the fiery red phoenix Fox spreading his huge wings on his shoulders.

The early morning sunlight outside the window came in, and with the help of countless floating dust, the entire office was illuminated with golden light, and Dumbledore was also highlighted like a god in the sky!

Mike stared blankly at Dumbledore in the sun. At this moment, he was once again shocked by Dumbledore's terrifying power!