Harry took a deep breath and walked up the stone staircase leading to the headmaster's office. He finally stopped in front of the griffin door knocker, reached out and knocked on the wooden door three times. Without waiting for a response from inside, he pushed the door open and walked into the headmaster's office.
Ignoring the looks from others, Harry glanced across the already crowded office and his eyes fell on Dumbledore. The elderly man was sitting behind his desk, his long fingers clasped together with a peaceful expression, and smiled at Harry after he entered the room, as if everything that was happening was under control. On the contrary, Professor McGonagall, who was standing next to Dumbledore, had a very nervous expression.
The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, whom Harry hated, was also here. He was standing by the fireplace and was a little excited when he saw Harry appear. He probably thought he had found evidence and could finally expel Harry.
This really made Harry feel ridiculous. He really didn't understand what was in Fudge's head. Shit
It is really shocking that a minister can be so stupid.
The guard next to Fudge was an acquaintance of Harry's, Kingsley Shacklebolt, a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Harry pretended not to know him. Harry didn't know the other guards, and the last one was Ron's brother Percy Weiss, who was holding a quill and parchment in his hand, ready to record what happened here at any time.
To Harry's surprise, he didn't see any "traitors" here.
"Okay, okay!"
Cornelius Fudge glared at Harry with a look of gloating delight on his face.
"Okay? I don't feel good. I heard that you released all the prisoners in Azkaban." Harry's heart was beating fast, but his mind was surprisingly calm and clear. He spoke directly, interrupting Fudge's accumulated momentum, blocking what the other party wanted to say, and changing the subject.
"What?"
Fudge was obviously a little confused by Harry's words. He probably didn't expect Harry to suddenly say such a thing.
"I heard that you deliberately let the prisoners of Azkaban go." Harry let his cold voice speak louder than Fudge, looked at the guy in front of him whose blood pressure soared, and continued, "Don't be angry first, I'm not slandering you. Before those Death Eaters escaped, the Ministry of Magic had already received news that the Death Eaters in Azkaban were about to escape, and you actually turned a blind eye to it."
"Nonsense, absolute nonsense." Fudge's face flushed red, and his angry roar echoed in the office.
Not only Professor McGonagall, but even the portraits in the office were staring at this scene in amazement. For some reason, they always felt that Fudge, who was roaring in anger, looked as ridiculous as a clown.
"But ten Death Eaters escaped, and many people know that the Death Eaters are going to escape, so it's meaningless for you to yell at me." Harry looked at Fudge, whose face was as red as Uncle Vernon, and asked with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "I'm just curious, you have so much time to interfere in Hogwarts, why don't you use your precious time to capture Death Eaters? Or do you think there are many descendants of Death Eaters in Hogwarts, and it is worth the Ministry of Magic to pay special attention to whether they will become Death Eaters in the future?"
"It seems that you don't even have the most basic manners..."
"Do you deserve my respect?" Harry interrupted. "If you don't believe me, go to the Hogwarts Hall and see if you, as a minister, are worthy of respect. See if the students of Hogwarts welcome you or throw dung bombs at you."
"Do you dare? No, you don't. With all the trouble you have caused in Hogwarts in the past six months, believe it or not, a group of students will drive you out of Hogwarts with dung bombs." Harry sneered.
To be honest, even the Aurors were shocked by Potter's shocking words, but if you think about the group of students outside the office, this kind of thing could really happen. Fudge has done a really bad job in the past six months.
Before everyone could react, Harry continued to taunt them, "Don't you realize now that the Ministry of Magic's credibility has become worse than a piece of toilet paper? If I'm not mistaken, after you refused to pay the reward for Sirius Black last time and were unwilling to pay the reward for capturing Peter Pettigrew, no one is willing to provide information to the Ministry of Magic anymore."
Everyone present stared at Harry in amazement. They never expected that this young savior could be so tough. Judging from his tone and style, he didn't take Fudge seriously at all.
"Enough, enough, I didn't come here to talk nonsense with you today." Fudge roared in a lost manner, obviously completely infuriated by Harry.
"Calm down, Minister." Kingsley reminded in a low and slow voice.
"Don't change the subject, Potter." Fudge glanced at Kingsley, took a deep breath and said, "Someone has provided us with information that you are privately organizing an illegal organization and teaching students the dark arts."
"Oh? Who said that? Where's the evidence? Are you sure the person who was pointing the finger at someone other than your own people?" Harry asked three questions without caring, which made Fudge's anger rise again. "Or, you recently specially amended the laws of the Ministry of Magic for me. I am really flattered."
"However, since you want to frame me, you must provide evidence." Harry said calmly, "Don't think you can slander me at will just because you are the Minister of Magic without evidence."
"Of course we have evidence. I'll go get the person and maybe we can make progress faster." Umbridge walked into the fireplace where green flames were rising and soon came out with a girl.
Harry had no impression of the girl in front of him, she was definitely not a member of the DA. Of course, even if she was, he couldn't actually recognize her, because there were quite a lot of DA members.
"Miss Edgecombe told us everything." Umbridge had a sickening smile on her face.
"Did you use Veritaserum on her?" Harry asked suddenly.
"What?"
This question really caught Umbridge off guard.
"I said you used Veritaserum on poor Miss Edgemore?" Harry said and glanced at Dumbledore. He didn't believe that Dumbledore couldn't see it.
"Of course not," said Umbridge dryly.
"If not, then why do you think her words are true? Can you slander me just because of her few words?" Harry turned his head and stared at Umbridge, sneering, "As far as I know, Professor Umbridge, you yourself have formed an organization called the Toad Union in Hogwarts, intending to overthrow the position of the current Minister of Magic Fudge. Don't rush to refute me, I have a lot of evidence."
"Members of the Toad League will wear a toad badge that symbolizes the Toad League. This is known to all students in the school." Harry said to Fudge, "If you don't believe me, you can ask someone to find a few students outside to ask them, and you will know whether I am lying or not."
Not only was Fudge confused, but even the other Aurors were dumbfounded. What the hell was the Toad Alliance? And from Harry Potter's confident tone, it seemed that all the students in Hogwarts School knew about it.
"How dare you insult me like this." Umbridge's fake smile finally couldn't be maintained.
"Insult, I dare not insult you. Most of the students at Hogwarts know about this." Harry sneered, "If you don't believe me, you can ask other students about this. Compared to your slander without any evidence, I can find a bunch of witnesses to prove my words."
"I have evidence of your activities here."
Umbridge took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, took out a few pieces of parchment from her pocket and said, "You established an organization called DA in October last year. Don't deny it in a hurry. I have your detailed activity form here. You use the Self-Defense Guide as your study material."
"DA?"
Fudge took the parchment, chewed it carefully and said, "Dumbledore's Army?"
"Are you sure you didn't make that up yourself?" Harry couldn't help but sneer. "Honestly, I can make up a lot of this stuff. And are you sure there is a book called "Self-Defense Guide"? If there is, why don't you show it to me?"
"Of course, the book is here." Umbridge took out a "Self-Defense Guide" from somewhere and handed it to Fudge.
"Are you sure you didn't ask someone to print this? As far as I know, no store sells this stuff?" Harry didn't even look at Fudge and Umbridge. He walked straight to the young witch and said, "Okay, assuming you used truth serum on this poor lady, then I will ask a simple question. Miss Edgecombe, are you a member of the so-called DA organization?"
“No,” Marietta said.
"Look, this poor lady did not join the so-called DA organization. Why do you think what she said is true?" Harry turned his head to look at Fudge who was flipping through a book and asked back.
He didn't know where Umbridge got the "Self-Defense Guide", but he was not worried at all that it would become evidence. Not to mention that the "Self-Defense Guide" had never been published and only a few people had seen it. And do you really think Anderson is easy to mess with
"Of course, we have other evidence."
Umbridge had a triumphant smirk on her face, which gave Harry a bad feeling.
"Mr. Colin Creevey confessed to us the whole process of your founding of the DA and provided the list of members who originally founded the DA."
"You used truth serum on an innocent student. I remember it was a prohibited item!" Harry looked at Dumbledore in surprise. "So the Ministry of Magic has such a privilege?"
"We only gave him two drops of Veritaserum. Don't worry, it won't have any adverse effect on Mr. Colin Creevey..." Umbridge was actually forced into a corner, otherwise she would never let Fudge know about this.
Of course, she believed that Fudge would pretend it had never happened if it could either prove Dumbledore's guilt or expel Potter.
"Dolores..."
"As far as I know, Umbridge has used truth serum to torture students in school many times, and everyone thought that you, the Minister of Magic, condoned it." Harry said sarcastically.
"Minister, in special times, we need to adopt special methods." Umbridge said softly, "As long as the dosage of truth serum is controlled, asking a few simple questions will not harm the students. Harry Potter, if you think you are innocent, why don't you take a small amount of truth serum in front of Dumbledore and answer a few questions? If you are innocent, I will immediately apologize to you solemnly and quit all my work at Hogwarts."
"This really broadens my horizons. The Deputy Minister of Magic has openly violated the laws of the Ministry of Magic. Did you secretly use the Cruciatus Curse to torture other students?" Harry did not hide his disdain and sarcasm. He also thought to himself that it was a pity. If he had brought the antidote to Veritaserum, Fudge and Umbridge would have become the laughing stock of the wizarding world today.
"Since you don't dare, I still have other evidence." Umbridge disappeared into the fireplace again and reappeared soon, holding a student in each hand. They both looked in the same situation as Miss Edgecombe.
"Dolores, how dare you do this to my students." Dumbledore showed anger for the first time when he saw Ginny and Colin. He could see that Umbridge had used an overdose of Veritaserum on them. Without giving them a chance to ask, Dumbledore directly pulled out his wand and knocked Colin Creevey and Ginny Weiss down.
"It looks like the evidence is conclusive."
Fudge said excitedly, completely forgetting about Umbridge's use of Veritaserum.
"Don't you know that an overdose of Veritaserum may cause irreversible damage to the brain?" Dumbledore ignored the excited Fudge and stared at Umbridge. The anger in his eyes made Umbridge take a step back.
"Stop him," screamed Umbridge.
"Catch him."
The Aurors looked at each other and did not try to confront Dumbledore. Instead, they stood in front of Fudge and Umbridge to protect their safety.
"Minerva, send Mr. Creevy, Miss Weasley, and Miss Edgecombe to the hospital ward and have Poppy check them out." After giving the order, Dumbledore looked at Fudge and said calmly, "I know what you want to do. Someone told me a long time ago that this day would come. But I must remind you, Cornelius, you made a wrong decision. Even if you overthrow me, what can you do? You can never change the fact that Voldemort has been resurrected. His return is inevitable, and the answer you give is bound to disappoint people."
"Believe me, not everyone is as easy to talk to as me. You will regret it soon, and no one will forgive you then. Believe me, no one is willing to do so." Dumbledore's voice was so cold that several people gasped.
"I don't know what you're talking about," said Fudge panicking.
"Okay, as you wish, I admit it, it's Dumbledore's Army. I recruited these students just to see if they were willing to cooperate with me to remove you from the position of Minister of Magic, just as I spread the news that you would fall this summer." Dumbledore chuckled, "It seems that you are a real failure as a person. Nearly half of the students are willing to join and watch you fall."
"You're plotting against me!" Fudge cried excitedly.
"Yes, I'm glad you figured it out." Dumbledore said with relief, "In fact, even if I didn't do that, the result would have been doomed."
"Weiss, have you written it down? He wants to build an army to fight the Ministry of Magic, and he wants to overthrow me." Fudge was radiant with joy.
"Yes, sir, I've made a note of it." Percy made a note quickly and glanced at Ginny with a gloomy look.
"Send a copy to the Daily Prophet right away, maybe we can catch it in tomorrow morning's edition," Fudge muttered excitedly.
"I'm afraid you have run into a small problem," said Dumbledore gently.
"I don't see the problem," sneered Fudge.
"Honestly, I don't intend to sit there and wait for death, nor do I want to be sent to Azkaban. Of course, I can escape - but that would be a waste of time, and frankly, I have a lot of things to do on my own that I would rather do than waste my time here with you."
Fudge stared at Dumbledore, his whole body frozen for a moment, as if he had been suddenly stunned and could not believe that such a thing had happened.
"You can't escape." Umbridge warned, "A large number of Aurors have arrived at Hogwarts. You can't escape."
"Don't be silly, you can't deal with me alone." Dumbledore smiled and drew out his wand, "Unless you are stupid enough to force me... Oh well, in that case..."
To be honest, Harry was confused by Dumbledore. He didn't understand why Dumbledore admitted these things.
When he came to his senses, the headmaster's office had exploded. The group of people who tried to violently capture Dumbledore all fell down, and Dumbledore had disappeared.
"Where is he?" Fudge struggled to get up from the floor.
"No, you can't Apparate in school!" Umbridge shouted, "Chase him quickly, notify the other Aurors, and ask them to intercept Dumbledore."
"stairs!"
When they hurriedly opened the door and prepared to chase Dumbledore, they ran into students blocking outside the headmaster's office.
"They used truth serum to torture Colin, Ginny and Edgecombe." Harry's voice came from behind, "and drove away the headmaster without any evidence."
For some reason, Fudge and his group suddenly felt that the situation was not good, because the students in front of them raised their wands and pointed at them angrily.
Kingsley looked at everything in amazement. He never thought that Harry and the Weiss brothers would form such a large group in the school.
"Don't come over here. The Aurors are here." Umbridge stuttered and threatened, "Besides, attacking Ministry of Magic officials is illegal. You will definitely be expelled."
Umbridge wondered where the thirty-four Aurors were.
"So, you don't let the Aurors deal with those escaped dark wizards, but use them to suppress innocent students." George sneered sharply, "Is this the Ministry of Magic that always claims to protect everyone?"
"Beat them!"