My Understanding Is Incredible, I Built A Floating City In Hogwarts

When Harry and others happily left the Room of Requirement and appeared in the corridor one after another, Umbridge's voice suddenly sounded, breaking their little happiness.

"Look, Harry!" She pointed happily at Harry, who was walking out first, "and those members of the illegal organization!"

Only then did Harry and the others notice Ronald who was in a daze, and they immediately understood why they didn't see each other at the gathering tonight.

They exchanged looks with each other, their hearts filled with worry.

At this time, Filch handed Fudge the list that was nailed to the wall of the Room of Requirement.

Fudge took the list and immediately had a smile on his face.

"That's great," he said excitedly. "That's great, Filch. Let me see.

His eyes quickly scanned the list, and then stopped at the eye-catching title.

"See what the name is," Fudge said softly, "Dumbledore's Army."

Dumbledore reached out and calmly took the parchment from Fudge's hand.

He stared at the title scrawled on the parchment, and for a moment seemed unable to say anything.

Then he raised his eyes, looked at Fudge and Umbridge, and said calmly: "I organized it.

Umbridge concealed her pride with a sweet smile, and she didn't seem to want her pride to be too obvious.

"So Headmaster Dumbledore," she said softly, "you now admit that you are recruiting these students to join your army?"

Dumbledore nodded slightly, his tone still calm: "I was supposed to attend this party for the first time tonight, just to see if they were willing to cooperate with me. Of course, now I understand, Ms. Dolores was obviously prepared in advance. "

357 "You are really secretly planning how to fight me!" Fudge's roar echoed in the empty corridor, his face was full of hurt.

Although he has been trying to use various means to attack and discredit Dumbledore, deep down in his heart, he actually does not want to believe that this old friend who has been with him for many years will betray him.

Fudge's attitude toward Dumbledore has always been quite ambivalent.

On the one hand, he wants to keep his position and deny the return of the mysterious man, but on the other hand, he has a little illusion about Dumbledore. He thought that as long as he fired the lying Harry Potter, Dumbledore would wake up and their relationship could return to its former self.

In fact, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to believe that Dumbledore, who had been with him for many years, would leave Hogwarts as the Headmaster and come to argue with him about the Minister of Magic - knowing that it was he who gave up the Ministry of Magic himself. of.

If Dumbledore really wanted this position, it would never have been Fudge's turn.

However, now that Umbridge's warning has become a reality, Dumbledore's purpose is really to try to overthrow him!

"It seems that everything is over." Dumbledore said softly, but his words were as calm as if he was describing something that happened to someone else. "Do you want me to write a written confession, Cornelius--or just Is it enough to make statements in front of these witnesses? This was all planned by me, and these students were just acting under the moral instructions of the Headmaster of Hogwarts. As Headmaster, they cannot go against my wishes.

Hearing this, Harry's heart felt warm.

He finally understood Dumbledore's intentions, and also understood Umbridge's sinister intentions: Umbridge wanted to use the D.A. to pour dirty water on Dumbledore, and in order to protect them, Dumbledore obviously planned to bear the consequences of their reckless mistakes.

He straightened his back, strode between Dumbledore and Fudge, looked at Fudge with firm eyes and said:

"Mr. Minister, this is all our own decision. Principal Dumbledore did not instruct us to do anything. We established D.A. and learned defensive magic because we wanted to protect ourselves and our friends. All responsibilities should be our own. bear."

"Shut up, Harry-Potter!"

Fudge was indeed a ruthless politician. He only sighed with emotion for a few dozen seconds before recovering and scolded Harry sharply.

There was a hint of frightening joy in his eyes, as if he had finally caught Dumbledore's hand. "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to actually organize an army.

Dumbledore waved the list gently, the smile on his face still calm.

"Dumbledore's Army, Connelly." He corrected calmly, "Not Potter's Army, not Weasley's Army, but Dumbledore's Army. This is organized by me personally and has nothing to do with these students.

At this time, Harry had been firmly restrained by Professor McGonagall.

He stood there and could only watch the development of the situation.

Other D.A. members gradually understood, and some began to sob softly. They originally thought that Dumbledore would protect them, but they did not expect that things would develop to this point.

"Weasley!" Fudge shouted, his voice echoing in the empty corridor.

He has now completely changed his attitude, and the illusion in his heart has been shattered. He was trembling with joy, as if he had finally found a weapon against Dumbledore. "Weasley, have you written down all of this? What he said and his confession, have you written down?"

"Yes, sir, I think so, sir!" replied Percy earnestly.

His nose was splattered with ink, but he didn't care. He quickly recorded what Dumbledore said, for fear of missing a word.

"He wants to build an army against the Ministry of Magic. He wants to overthrow me." Fudge continued, his voice full of pride. Is this recorded? "

"Yes, sir, I took note of it, yes!" Percy replied, looking happily through his records.

"Send a copy to the Daily Prophet immediately." Fudge shouted excitedly. "Maybe we can catch the edition tomorrow morning. Let everyone see Dumbledore's true face!"

He turned to Dumbledore with a sinister smile on his face:

"You will now be escorted to the Ministry of Magic," he said viciously, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "where you will be formally prosecuted. Then, you will be sent to Azka Ben, what awaits you will be endless trials!”

Dumbledore just smiled softly, "I'm afraid you have encountered a small problem."

"Problem? I don't see any problem." Fudge said with a sneer, trying to overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, and he gently touched his Elder Wand, "Well - you seem to have the illusion that I will - how do you say that? - die. I'm afraid I'm not at all. You won't sit back and die, Connelly."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore's voice already contained an undeniable dignity, "I don't want to be sent to Azkaban at all. Of course, I can escape - but crying is a waste of time. And frankly Said, I remembered that I still have a lot of things to do. I would rather do those things."

Fudge stared at Dumbledore, stunned for a moment.

A look of horror and disbelief flashed across his face, as if he was suddenly blinded. Dumbledore was actually openly defying the Ministry of Magic!

This is unprecedented.

"You can't escape." Umbridge reminded from the side, his voice shrill and harsh, "A large number of Aurors have arrived at Hogwarts. You can't escape Dumbledore.

At this moment, a big Auror had sneaked up behind Dumbledore.

He raised his wand, pointed it at Dumbledore, who had his back turned to him, and whispered: "Expelliarmus!"

However, his spell seemed to hit an invisible wall.

That was the [Iron Armor Curse] cast by Dumbledore without a wand, and the invisible wall was indestructible.

The big Auror looked at his wand in astonishment, and then at Dumbledore, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him - during the whole process, Dumbledore himself didn't even move a finger.

"Don't be stupid, Dulx." Dumbledore turned around and said kindly to the Auror, as if trying to persuade a child who had gone astray. "I'm sure you are an excellent Auror - I remember that your N.E.W.T. test scores seemed to be 'excellent' - but if you want to - oh - use violence to arrest me, then I will have to You're welcome to remember."

"He will never do it alone!" Professor McGonagall shouted. She held Harry Potter tightly with one hand, fearing that he would be harmed in any way; her other hand had already reached into her robes, as if she was ready to draw out her wand at any moment to support Dumbledore.

Dumbledore cast a stern look at McGonagall, signaling her not to act rashly: "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you."

Professor McGonagall had to give up his original plan after hearing this.

Just then, another wizard tried to sneak up on Dumbledore. He reached into his pocket and seemed to want to take out his wand.

However, Dumbledore was one step ahead of him. He waved his wand lightly, and a [Petrification Curse] hit the wizard. The wizard's body instantly became extremely stiff, and he fell straight to the ground. .