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Chapter 376 Dumbledore's Shot

"Oh! It's really good. So, where is this list now?" Fudge said expressionlessly, but as soon as he finished speaking, his expression became extremely bad, "Wait! Are you saying...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 pressed it against the fireplace. The fire wrapped around his robe again, but this time he did not rush to extinguish it, but just looked at Dumbledore behind the eagle-footed table with horror.

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

"Don't be excited, Fudge." Kingsley stood up quickly when he saw this. "I think all this is a false accusation of Dumbledore. With Dumbledore's character, he will never do such a thing."

Umbridge shouted loudly:

"Kinsley! You don't have to argue for him anymore! The matter is now very clear!"

"I'm not a quibble, Umbridge!" The black man named Kingsley came out from behind the eagle-foot table and slowly approached Umbridge. "The scars on these two children are enough to prove that you have adopted extremely severe punishments on them. Under such severe torture, all the testimony they said is not credible, because you can say whatever they want!"

Umbridge was forced to retreat repeatedly, stammering and speechless.

The portraits of the previous principals on the walls were cheering, and the witch with silver curly hair shouted the loudest.

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

She stepped forward as if she had grabbed the last straw and grabbed Ron, forcing him to look up and look directly at everyone.

Ron struggled to open Umbridge's hand, tears kept dripping from his eyes, and being looked at him in the face made him feel very humiliated.

However, Umbridge's strength was too great under the madness that Ron was powerless at all.

"Did you see it? The herpes on his face are very neatly formed, forming a 'speaker'!" Umbridge shouted, "I tell you, Ron said everything! Their signature list is actually a magic contract for confidentiality. Anyone who dares to reveal Dumbledore's information will have herpes on his face! And now, Ron's face happens to have such herpes, which is enough to prove that his testimony is indeed true! Now... ah!"

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

"I don't allow you to treat my students like this anymore!"

Dumbledore's eyes widened and stared at Umbridge.

After landing on the ground, Umbridge kept coughing, and blood appeared on the corners of his lips.

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

"Dumbledore! You dare to beat the Ministry of Magic officials in front of me!" Fudge jumped and shouted, "And what Umbridge said is completely correct. I want to send you all into Azkaban!"

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

"Calm down! Minister! Do you remember what I said? The confession I received from Qu Cheng was completely unavailable, which means that it is likely that Umbridge made it up by himself when the magic contract was made up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, 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:

"Yes! There is no magic contract at all! All the bullshit testimony Umbridge taught me! Including these herpes, it was also the curse that Umbridge explained to me!"

Upon hearing this, Kingsley and others showed a child-taught expression on their faces, and Neville, who was beside him, 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 mind was a little overwhelmed.

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

However, life is always so magical. Just as Fudge's mood was about to fall to the bottom, the corners of a Slytherin student beside Ron's side suddenly rose.

Mike knew this person, he was the Slytherin who could have been with Umbridge forever and could 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 in his hands and handed it to Fuji, who was confused.

"This is the magic contract that Professor Umbridge mentioned. My classmates and I found him while searching the room for requests. I think we can tell if it is a real magic contract just by just a little checking."

After snatching the parchment, Forge immediately checked it carefully.

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

"Although it's a simple thing, it's indeed a magic contract. And..."

As he said that, Forge reached out and pressed it on the parchment paper, and then a blue light flashed, and the blister on Ron's face began to grow wildly again.

"Ah!~"

Ron covered his face and shouted, then Fuji 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 looked at Dumbledore with interest. He was very curious about what Dumbledore would do about this matter.

However, Dumbledore, who was pointed at by Forge, was extremely calm. He neither stood up to refute Forge'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 while, Dumbledore seemed to have finally considered it, sighed deeply, and said to Forge with a smile on his face:

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

"You...what do you mean?"

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

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

"Yes, everyone, including Mike, doesn't know about this. They always thought they were just a black magic defense team." Dumbledore looked very happy, his mouth was grinning, "I wanted to announce this to them recently. But now it seems that the underage wizard is still a bit unreliable. I think I should still recruit wizards with more mature minds."

"So, you've been conspiring to overthrow me!"

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

Dumbledore looked happier when he heard this, and he clapped his eyes excitedly and said excitedly:

"Yes, thank goodness, you finally understand! I've been holding you idiot for a long time."

"No! Not that!"

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

He turned around and blinked his red eyes 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 and looked at Dumbledore who was smiling, silent.

Dumbledore's performance was too abnormal.

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

‘Dumbledore…is he crazy?’

Thinking of this, Mike heard Forge screaming wildly:

"Quick! Weasley, Weasley, you heard it all? He wanted to build an army against the Ministry of Magic, he wanted to overthrow me, write down this paragraph immediately, and send the fastest owl to send your record to the Daily Prophet, I will see this report on the front page of tomorrow morning! Then, Dumbledore, I will arrest you and lock you up and lock you up in Azkaban!"

"It's probably a bit difficult, Foggy, I even think you may have misunderstood something, what exactly makes you think I'll surrender and let you do it, huh?" Dumbledore looked at Foggy kindly and said, "Dear Connery, I don't want to be locked up in Azkaban at all. Although I can't lock me up there, I can even escape at any time, but that's 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 a judge game with you at all."

Fudge's expression became extremely wonderful. He looked at Dumbledore with disbelief, as if surprised that the famous Dumbledore would say such words.

After a while, Fuji's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blush was still quickly spreading between his neck.

"You...you! Kingsley, Delix! What are you waiting for? Get started!"

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

But the Auror with gray-white hair next to him did not hesitate, took out the wand from the wand cover and pointed it at Dumbledore.

"Don't be stupid, Delix," Dumbledore said with a smile. "I'm sure you are an excellent Auror, you have always been very good. I still remember that your grades seem to be excellent. But if you want to use violence against me, I have to be rude to you."

The Auror, named Delis, blinked very funnyly, then looked at Foggy again, as if asking what to do next.

However, at this moment, Forge had moved to the door of the office and disappeared outside the door with a turn.

Delis was stunned for a moment, but not long after, the confusion on his face disappeared, and instead was excitement!

Because Forge is back, and the other senior Aurors are coming in with him!

"I seem to hear someone say you're not polite to us?" Fudge said maliciously, "You mean you're going to deal with Delix, Shackle, Dolores and me alone, right? Dumbledore?"

"Not alone!"

Professor McGonagall said firmly.

At the same time, Mike also noticed that although Professor Snape was not speaking, his hand was put into his robe, obviously preparing for the battle.

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!" Fuji suddenly took out his magic wand, "I don't want to talk nonsense to you anymore! Take action!"

As soon as this said, the Aurors who had named him raised their wands to Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore is faster!

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

All the items touched by this force turned into tiny dust, and even the spell shot at Dumbledore by Forge, Umbridge and others was no exception, and all turned into nothingness!

Mike's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost instinctively lay on the ground. At the same time, his hands were raised, and the magic power in his body burst out. In an instant, an oval, narrow and long "all-up protection" shield appeared on him.

"Bang!"

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

Mike felt countless huge forces constantly hitting the shield on his front, many of which were deflected because of the streamlined angle of the shield, but the rest still hit the surface of it with countless cracks!

Finally, the explosion ended.

Mike stood up from the ground with difficulty and saw that the entire office was in chaos.

There were wood chips and dust everywhere, and even Dumbledore's favorite giant globe and Phoenix Fox's wooden shelf were all destroyed!

But to Mike's surprise, the past principals and murals at the height of the wall under such a terrifying attack were not hurt at all. At this moment, they were looking down at the tragic situation in the office with horror.

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

A little further away from them, Professor McGonagall pressed Neville and Ron tightly under them, 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 Fox stretching his huge wings on his shoulders.

The morning sunlight outside the window hit in, and with the help of countless floating dust, the entire office shone brightly, and highlighted Dumbledore like a god in the sky!
Chapter completed!
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