The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

With the disappearance of the strands of silver, Marietta Aikemo's eyes became hollow.

She looked at Jon at a loss, and murmured, "Where am I?"

"Let's go, Miss Eckmore...the minister and Professor Umbridge are waiting for you." Jon said nonchalantly.

They walked through the moving stone steps and came to the bright door of the principal's office.

There was a griffin knocker on the gate, but Jon didn't knock, but broke in, grabbing Marietta Ackmore.

The principal's office has never been so lively... Adding it up, they can even make up two tables of mahjong.

Principal Albus Dumbledore sat in his seat nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened; Professor Minerva McGonagall stood angrily on the side of Principal Dumbledore, whom Jon had never seen before. Professor McGonagall's lips were so pale and so tightly pursed.

On the walls, portraits of old headmasters and headmasters did not pretend to sleep.

They were all alert and serious, and they were watching the movement around them... As Jon and Marietta came in, several old headmasters looked at them, and at the same time they ran into the adjacent picture frame quickly, biting eagerly with their neighbors. Ears communicate.

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was standing by the fire, his body shaking with excitement, obviously satisfied with the current situation; beside him were three armed wizards, one of whom was dark and probably Kingsley- Shacklebolt... Professor Umbridge pulled Harry Potter and stood behind Fudge and the three Aurors.

Still another, a freckled, bespectacled Percy Weasley, paced excitedly along the wall, a quill and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, apparently ready to Record.

"It's really infuriating...an illegal organization has been established in the school..." Jon vaguely heard Cornelius Fudge shouting there, but there was no anger in his voice, but full of anger. Excited emotions.

"Oh, Christopher..." Umbridge noticed the new intruder, and she said kindly, "I'm honored that you brought our witness, Miss Eckmore... Let me see how dear Headmaster Dumbledore can argue?"

Jon gave Marietta Ackmore a push, and she walked timidly to Umbridge.

"Minister, Miss Eckmore's mother." Umbridge looked up at Fudge, and added, "It's Mrs. Acklemore from the Flyway Office of the Department of Magical Transport..."

"Great, like a mother, like a daughter!" Fudge said enthusiastically:

"So now, honey, tell us what happened at the party?"

Marietta shook her head weakly.

"Then tell us... what's the purpose of the party?" Fudge was patient, following the guidance like coaxing a child.

Marietta still shook her head, her eyes were extremely empty.

"Damn it!" Fudge muttered, "Then you should know, how many parties were there?"

"There was no meeting before..." Marietta seemed to be trying to remember: "Today was the first meeting; last October Granger and Potter invited us to create this group, and this evening was our first meeting... ..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Umbridge yelled angrily, "Didn't you tell Patrick that there would be one or two parties every week?"

Jon on the side nodded again and again: "Professor Umbridge, that's what she said."

"I lied to him..." Marietta said in a hoarse voice.

Umbridge looked like he was about to faint from anger.

Still Percy Weasley was quick-witted: "But at least there was a party, minister; at the Hog's Head last October, Willie Wiedersing can testify... he was drinking there and heard Potter talking Shouting upstairs."

"Oh, it turned out that it was because of this that he was exonerated from the prosecution of the toilet sewage backflush incident he caused!" Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows and said, "Our judicial system is really an eye-opener! "

"Shameless depravity!" It was Principal Dexter Fusco, he roared angrily: "If that old bastard Gamp knows the current Ministry of Magic, he will be reduced to cooperating with criminals..."

(Ulrich Gump was the founder and first minister of the Ministry of Magic and was a friend of Dexter Fusco during his lifetime.)

Both Fudge and Umbridge pretended not to hear him swearing.

"I want to know how you explain it?" Fudge continued to look at Dumbledore, and said in a low voice.

"Connelly, if I have not forgotten, the Ministry of Magic's decree banning all student societies did not come into effect until two days after Harry's Hogsmeade party, so he did not break any rules when he was in the Hog's Head pub..." Dumbledore Said gently.

Judging from Fudge's expression, he seemed to be about to faint.

...

Jon thought it was almost done.

He quietly took the parchment out of his pocket and handed it to Umbridge.

Then he reminded in a low voice: "By the way, Professor Umbridge, I found this in the Room of Requirement...it's 'Dumbledore's Army'!"

"That's right, Dumbledore's Army... well done, Christopher!" Umbridge said as if waking up from a dream, "Dumbledore, how do you explain this, why is it called Dumbledore's Army? "

"No need to explain." Dumbledore said calmly, "It's Dumbledore's Army, not Potter's Army... It was supposed to be the first gathering tonight, but unfortunately it wasn't a success!"

"Dumbledore, you admit it?" Fudge changed his face instantly and shouted, "You organized this?"

"I organized it."

"Then you are indeed plotting against me!"

"That's right."

"Very well... I came here tonight to fire Potter, but I didn't expect..."

"A windfall, isn't it?"

"Weasley!" cried Fudge, who was now shaking with joy: "Weasley, have you got all this down?"

...

Kingsley Shacklebolt and the other two Aurors had already taken a few steps forward and surrounded Dumbledore from different angles.

"I announce that Albus Dumbledore will be escorted to the Ministry of Magic, formally prosecuted, and then sent to Azkaban for trial..." Fudge said triumphantly over there.

"But I think there will be a little trouble in the middle!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"Little trouble, do you want to fight against us?" Fudge's face showed no fear: "There are six people on our side!"

Jon counted carefully... It seems that this respectable minister did not count himself among the people.