At this moment, the atmosphere in Dumbledore's office became more and more tense.
Dumbledore sat silently behind the desk, so calm that it was impossible to see what he was thinking; not far behind him stood the pale, panic-stricken Professor McGonagall and the gloomy face with a bandage on his head. Snape in bandages.
In front of the desk was a man with a very strange appearance.
A stocky, stocky man with tousled gray hair and an anxious face, he wore a strange mishmash of clothes: pinstriped suit, bright red tie, long black cloak , Purple pointed boots.
He is Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic. Opposite him, Hagrid is sitting on a special big chair, twisting his body uncomfortably. He is wiping his tears with his big handkerchief, chanting Alvin, The names of Harry and Ron.
In the room, also crying softly was Mrs. Weasley sitting in front of the fire, and Mr. Weasley was comforting him in a low voice. The two rushed over immediately after knowing that Ron was taken away, but they didn't expect the situation to be so bad.
The only one who was happy was Lucius Malfoy who was sitting in the corner, he wrapped himself tightly in a black traveling cloak, and looked at the others with satisfaction, with a cold, contented look on his face Smile.
Beside him lay a strange creature with bandages all over its body, twitching silently in fear. It was Dobby the house-elf. He looked very sad for Harry's disappearance, with a look of despair on his face. help fear.
"I'm sorry, Albus!" said Cornelius Fudge in a crisp, quick tone. "The situation is very bad. A basilisk broke into the castle to attack openly and took three students. If you count Considering the three previous attacks, this has gone too far and the Ministry of Magic must act!"
"Connelly, I hope you can understand that taking Hagrid away is of no use at all, it wasn't the secret room he opened, he is sitting among us now." Dumbledore said softly.
"But look, Albus!" said Fudge awkwardly. "Hagrid's criminal record is against him. The Ministry of Magic has to do something. We've got in touch with the school board."
"Please allow me to interject, Minister!" Lucius Malfoy coughed softly, "Not only did the Board of Directors agree to the Ministry of Magic's arrest request, in fact, Dumbledore, the Board of Directors also felt that you should be let go. This is the removal order, and you will see twelve directors have signed it. It is generally believed that at this rate, there will be no Hogwarts students left before the end of this year's term, which is true. A terrible thing."
"It's crazy that you want to drive Dumbledore away!" Mr. Weasley stood up and shouted, "Don't think I don't know, it must be a conspiracy behind your back, Malfoy!"
"Very nasty slander, Weasley! It's hard to imagine a Ministry of Magic official being so unrefined, but considering the absurd things you've done before, it doesn't seem so surprising." Lucius turned his head lightly He smiled, "Minister, if I were you, I would definitely drive this guy out of the Ministry of Magic."
"Dear Lucius!" Cornelius Fudge played with his top hat absently, "I don't think this is the time to pursue these matters. Arthur's son was brought into the secret room, he was just a little excited. And I also Don't think deposing Dumbledore is a good idea."
"This is an internal matter of Hogwarts, all twelve of our directors voted!" Lucius blinked triumphantly.
"Malfoy, how many people have you threatened and blackmailed to force them to agree!" Hagrid stood up abruptly, rubbing his shaggy, black head against the ceiling, "You can't dismiss Dumbledore Lido, if you really do this, Hogwarts will have no chance of survival!"
"My god, my god, your bad temper will get you into trouble one day, Hagrid!" Malfoy said with a sneer, "I want to give you a piece of advice, don't yell at the guards of Azkaban like that Screaming, they won't like it. Is that so, Minister?"
"Yeah, yes, I mean, what we need to do now is to find out the truth as soon as possible." Fudge nodded, "Hagrid, I hope you will come with us."
"If what you call finding out the truth is simply arresting innocent people..."
"Look at it from my point of view, Minerva!" Fudge said nervously, "I'm under a lot of pressure, I have to do something. If it turns out it's not Hagrid, he will come back, in a word nor."
"Don't worry, I think we will know all the truth soon!" Dumbledore suddenly noticed something, he turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "Minerva, can you please go out to meet Mr. Mason, Potter Sir, Mr Weasley and Miss Granger!"
"What?!" Everyone looked at Dumbledore in surprise, and those children came back from the secret room!
Back to twenty minutes ago, several people took Lockhart out of the secret room.
Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Ai Wen deliberately pulled out a basilisk's fangs. This thing is a good thing, and the venom on it makes its attack power amazing.
With it, there is no need to worry about not being able to destroy the Horcrux in the future.
Then they stepped over the basilisk's motionless, coiled corpse, through the dark, empty, echoing chamber, back into the tunnel. With Fox's help, they flew back through the long, black pipes to the girls' bathroom on the third floor.
Ivan originally planned to go to the school hospital first, but Fox led them outside Dumbledore's office.
Professor McGonagall has got the news, she was waiting there with a face of panic, when she saw that Ivan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were covered with mud and slime, especially the robes of Ivan and Harry There was still blood on her face, she grabbed her chest with her hands suddenly, gasping for air.
A few seconds later, she sent Lockhart to the school hospital, and Ivan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione took the spiral staircase into the principal's office.
The door had just opened, and there was silence all around.
"Ron!" screamed Mrs. Weasley and jumped to his feet, and behind him Mr. Weasley, both of them outstretched their arms, came and put their arms around Ron.
Following the two of them was Hagrid, who immediately embraced Ivan, Harry, and Hermione in his arms and held them tightly.
Alvin looked past him and quickly glanced into the room.
The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. It seemed that before they came in, the principal's office seemed to be very lively.