Chapter 383 Dumbledore Takes Action

"Oh! Very good. So, where is the list now?" Fudge said expressionlessly, but as soon as he finished speaking, his expression became extremely bad, "Wait! You mean... the name of their organization is Dumbledore's Army?"

"That's right!"

Umbridge screamed hysterically.

"Ah!"

Fudge took a big step back in horror and leaned against the fireplace. The fire entangled his robes again, but this time he did not rush to put it out, but just looked at Dumbledore behind the eagle-foot table with horror.

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

"Don't get excited, Fudge." Seeing this, Kingsley stood up quickly. "I think all this is a false accusation against Dumbledore. With Dumbledore's character, he would never do such a thing."

Umbridge shouted loudly:

"Kingsley! You don't have to quibble for him anymore! At this point, the matter is very clear!"

"I'm not quibbling, Umbridge!" The black man named Kingsley came out from behind the eagle-legged table and slowly approached Umbridge. "The scars on these two children are enough to prove that you have used extremely severe punishment on them. All the testimonies they said under such torture are unreliable, because you can make them say whatever you want!"

Umbridge was forced to retreat again and again, stammering and unable to speak.

The portraits of former headmasters on the wall cheered one after another, and the witch with silver curly hair cheered 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, and forced him to look up and look at everyone.

Ron struggled to pry Umbridge's hand away, tears dripping from his eyes. He felt very humiliated to be stared at in the face.

However, Umbridge's madness was too strong, and Ron was powerless.

"Did you see it? The herpes on his face formed a 'snitch' very neatly!" Umbridge shouted, "I tell you, Ron told everything! The list they signed is actually a magical contract for confidentiality. Anyone who dares to reveal information about Dumbledore's Army will have herpes on his face! And now, Ron just happens to have such a herpes on his face, which is enough to prove that his testimony is indeed true! Now...ah!"

Before Umbridge finished her words, an invisible force smashed her against the wall with a muffled sound.

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

Dumbledore's eyes were wide open, staring at Umbridge.

After falling to the ground, Umbridge kept coughing, and there was a faint trace of blood on the corner of her lips.

She pointed her finger at Dumbledore, as if she wanted to say something, but the severe pain made her unable to say anything.

"Dumbledore! How dare you beat up a Ministry of Magic official in front of me!" Fudge jumped up and shouted, "And what Umbridge said is absolutely correct, I will send all of you to Azkaban!"

Kingsley stepped forward and hugged Fudge, who was almost excited and lost his composure, and said loudly:

"Calm down! Minister! Do you remember what I said? A confession obtained by torture has no legal effect at all, which means that it is very likely that Umbridge made it up herself when signing the magic contract!"

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

He didn't even have time to wipe his tears. He raised his head and pointed at his face and said hurriedly:

"That's right! There is no magic contract at all! Those bullshit testimonies were all taught to me by Umbridge! Including these herpes, which were cast by Umbridge on me!"

Hearing this, Kingsley and others all 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 today, so many that he felt that his brain was a little confused.

But he knew very well that if there was no accident, he would lose today.

However, life is always so magical. Just when Fudge's mood was about to drop to the bottom, a Slytherin student next to Ron suddenly raised his mouth.

Mike knew this person. He was the Slytherin who could be carried by Umbridge all the time and cast spells silently.

"Mr. Minister, I can prove that what Professor Umbridge said is true."

The man took out a roll of parchment from his pocket, held it up with both hands and handed it to Fudge, who looked confused.

"This is the magic contract that Professor Umbridge mentioned. My classmates and I found it when we searched the Room of Requirement. I think we can tell whether it is a real magic contract with a little inspection."

Fudge snatched the parchment and began to examine it carefully.

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

"Although it is made very simply, it is indeed a magic contract. And..."

As he said 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 screamed. Fudge then let go of his hand and said:

"And it seems that this contract is indeed the source of those herpes. Umbridge did not lie! What else do you have to say now? Dumbledore!"

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

However, Dumbledore, who was pointed at by Fudge, acted very calmly. He neither stood up to refute Fudge's words nor admitted it. He just sat behind the eagle-foot table and looked at Ron, Mike and others quietly, as if he was making a difficult decision.

After a long while, Dumbledore seemed to have finally thought it over. He 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 this?"

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

"The DA army is completely an army organized by you behind the scenes?"

"That's right. Actually, no one, including Mike, knows about this. They have always thought that they are just joining a defense against the dark arts team." Dumbledore looked very happy, his mouth wide open. "I wanted to announce this to them recently. But now it seems that underage wizards are still a little unreliable. I think I should recruit wizards with more mature minds."

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

Fudge roared, while constantly retreating towards the door, trying to keep as much distance as possible from Dumbledore.

Hearing this, Dumbledore looked even happier. He clapped his hands excitedly and said excitedly:

"Yes, thank God you finally understand! I have tolerated you, a fool, for a long time."

"No! That's not the case!"

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

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

On the other side of the office, Mike frowned and looked at the smiling Dumbledore in silence.

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

If the person who was caught now was Harry Potter, it would be normal for Dumbledore to do this, but now it was him and Ron who were caught!

'Dumbledore... is he crazy? '

Thinking so, Mike heard Fudge shouting frantically:

"Quick! Weasley, Weasley, did you hear everything? He wants to build an army to fight against the Ministry of Magic, he wants to overthrow me, write this down for me immediately, and then send the fastest owl to send your record to the Daily Prophet. I want to see this report on the front page tomorrow morning! Then, Dumbledore, I will arrest you and put you in Azkaban!"

"That may be difficult, Fudge. I even think you may have misunderstood something. What makes you think I will surrender and let you do whatever you want, huh?" Dumbledore looked at Fudge kindly and said, "Dear Connery, I don't want to be imprisoned in Azkaban at all. Although I can't be imprisoned there, I can even escape at any time, but it's such a waste of time! Can you understand? I mean, I still have a lot of things to do, and I don't have time to play the judge game with you at all."

Fudge's expression became extremely wonderful. He looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, as if he was 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 spreading rapidly from his collar.

"You...you! Kingsley, Dawlish! What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

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

But the Auror with gray hair next to him did not hesitate. He took out his wand from the wand holster and pointed it at Dumbledore.

"Don't be silly, Dawlish." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I am sure you are an excellent Auror. You have always been excellent. I remember that your NEWT scores seem to have reached excellent. But if you want to use violence against me, then I will have to be rude to you."

The Auror named Dawlish blinked very funny, and then looked at Fudge, as if asking what to do next.

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

Dawlish was stunned for a moment, but before long, the confusion on his face disappeared, replaced by excitement!

Because Fudge was back again, and with him came several other senior Aurors!

"I seem to hear someone say that they will not treat us well?" Fudge said maliciously, "You mean you are going to deal with Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores and me alone, right? Dumbledore?"

"Not alone!"

Professor McGonagall said firmly.

At the same time, Mike also noticed that although Professor Snape did not speak, his hand was in his robe, and he was obviously ready for battle.

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

"No! Only me!" Dumbledore said sternly, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you!"

"Enough!" Fudge suddenly 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 called all raised their wands towards Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore was faster!

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

Anything touched by this force turned into fine dust, even the spells that Fudge, Umbridge and others cast at Dumbledore were no exception, all turned into nothingness!

Mike's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost instinctively lay on the ground, raising his hands at the same time, and the magic power in his body surged out. In an instant, an oval-shaped narrow "all protection" shield appeared on his body.

"Bang!"

A huge roar sounded, and Dumbledore's amazing power with dazzling blue light completely exploded in the office.

Mike only felt that countless huge forces were constantly hitting the shield in front of him, and many of them were deflected because of the streamlined angle of the shield, but the remaining ones still hit its surface with countless cracks!

Finally, the explosion was over.

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

There were sawdust and dust everywhere, even the giant globe and the wooden stand of the phoenix Fawkes, which Dumbledore liked the most, were completely destroyed!

But what surprised Mike was that the murals of the past headmasters on the high walls were not damaged at all under such a horrific attack. At this moment, they were looking down at the miserable situation in the office with horror.

Fudge, Umbridge and others were lying on the floor in a mess, motionless, and looked like they were dead.

A little further away from them, Professor McGonagall pressed Neville and Ron down tightly, and when Mike looked at them, they just raised their heads.

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

The morning sun shone in from the window, and with the help of countless floating dust, the entire office was illuminated with golden light, and Dumbledore was highlighted like a god in the sky!

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