Chapter 69 Routine Investigation by the Ministry of Magic

Fortunately, Umbridge obviously fit the definition of a good dog, and as soon as she entered, she couldn't wait to search the cabin.

She painstakingly searched for any place that might leave traces. From time to time, she used her wand to tap on the tables and chairs, or used her fingernails to stick up the sheets to see if there were any letters hidden underneath. Unfortunately, If it is handled very cleanly, she will never be able to find it.

"You guys, if you have nothing else to do, go back to the castle quickly." Professor McGonagall hinted that they should leave quickly.

Ivan nodded and was about to leave, but before he could go out, Umbridge's voice came over.

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"Minister Fudge, these children happen to be insiders in the report. I think they should know something?" Umbridge said.

"Umbridge, I remember that Dumbledore has told you very clearly what happened. These children don't know much. They just accidentally discovered clues and came back to inform me." Professor McGonagall frowned. said.

"But I think there may be something to hide." Umbridge took a few steps forward, her broad, flabby face close to Ivan and others. Ron, who was closest, couldn't help but ask After taking a few steps back, Umbridge didn't care and showed a tired smile.

"As far as we know, someone saw a young wizard riding on the back of a dragon yesterday."

"That's what Seamus said. Didn't you ask in school? He is a famous explosive genius in the school, because any spell he uses will fail, so Seamus may be trying to make up some story to make people pay attention to him. ." Ivan said lightly.

"Then I will definitely ask." Umbridge stared at Ivan closely, trying to see something from his face.

However, Umbridge was soon disappointed, and Ivan's expression did not change at all.

"Okay, Umbridge, maybe we should go look elsewhere." Fudge said impatiently. He was not interested in wasting time on a story made up by a little wizard.

In fact, Fudge didn't have much interest in the so-called dragon thing at all.

He came here in person just to see if Dumbledore was doing anything secretly behind his back. It would be great if he could use this matter to weaken Dumbledore's reputation.

Although he admitted that Dumbledore also helped with some "minor" tasks when he was seeking the position of Minister of Magic, but now that he has taken the most powerful position in the wizarding world, Fudge certainly doesn't want someone to stand up to him all the time. His words are even more effective than the minister himself!

This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate!

When Fudge first became Minister of Magic, he naively thought that Dumbledore was already old and would retreat to the background or die directly.

But he didn't expect that a few years later, Dumbledore was still alive and well and in better spirits than him. Fudge wondered if Dumbledore would still be his principal at Hogwarts when he died of old age.

He knew that the greatest white wizard of this century had always had a good personal relationship with Nicoléme, and he might have drank some life-extending potion.

"Then I think we can go to the fourth floor of the castle and have a look. According to some students, they were warned at the beginning of school that if they didn't want to die miserably, it was best not to get close there." Umbridge is also worthy of being a good person. Dog, soon came up with new ideas.

"Okay, let's go there and have a look." Fudge became more interested again.

"Fudge, do you think I would hide a dragon in the corridor of the castle?" Dumbledore, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.

"Look, I'm just looking. How could there be another dragon hidden there?" Fudge noticed Dumbledore's eyes under his half-moon glasses. He felt panic in his heart for no reason, but he still pretended to be calm. Don't want to show timidity in front of the other person.

"I also took you to the scene of the accident. It was just an ordinary attack." Dumbledore emphasized his tone and continued.

"Hagrid was injured with magic. There were traces of the Fire Curse being cast on the place where the fire burned. The death of the unicorn was also due to the Killing Curse. There is no evidence that Hogwarts raised a dragon, or that there was a dragon in Hogwarts." Violation of Ministry of Magic regulations!"

"I know, but this is a routine investigation by the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge said forcefully, feeling that his authority had been challenged like never before.

Umbridge promptly took out a search warrant and showed it to Dumbledore

However, Dumbledore didn't even look at him. He just looked at Fudge quietly.

The already somewhat crowded wooden house seemed to be filled with a vague pressure for a moment, which made Harry and others very uncomfortable. Fang curled up into a ball and tucked his tail between his legs. Umbridge wanted to speak but couldn't. Words come.

Ivan stood quietly in front of his audience and had no intention of getting involved, because this was entirely Dumbledore's own fault and had nothing to do with him.

What surprised him slightly was that the Ministry of Magic didn't know about Dumbledore's use of the Philosopher's Stone for fishing, or perhaps the Ministry of Magic's knowledge was very limited.

But thinking about Fudge's attitude towards Voldemort's resurrection in the original book, Ivan somewhat understood. Fudge was not willing to believe that Voldemort was still alive, let alone using something as precious as the Sorcerer's Stone to set a trap.

Even if Fudge really agreed to do this, the place where the trap should be set would be at the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge himself would be able to take dozens of Aurors to guard it.

Harry, Hermione and Ron were not in such a leisurely mood as Ivan. What Fudge said made them a little worried. After all, they knew very well that there was a three-headed dog in the corridor on the fourth floor. They couldn't imagine what Minister Fudge would do when he saw it. reaction.

The solemn atmosphere lasted for a while, and finally Dumbledore broke the strange atmosphere.

"Of course the Ministry of Magic wants to investigate. There is nothing shameful there." Dumbledore softened his tone. Fudge was the Minister of Magic after all. If possible, he did not want to have too much trouble with the Ministry of Magic.

"I also assure you that this is the last place to be searched." Fudge also breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to back down.

Dumbledore didn't say anything more and took the initiative to walk out the door. His calm appearance made Fudge wonder if his persistence was right.

But Fudge quickly strengthened his confidence, because Dumbledore's previous reaction proved that he definitely had something to hide. Thinking of this, Fudge winked at Umbridge.

Umbridge suddenly understood, turned around and showed a disgusting smile to Ivan and others.

"You guys should follow along too. It's best not to let me find out what little tricks you are doing on the road."