Chapter 541 Connelly (Modified, Wish Everyone a Happy Spring Festival!)
Umbridge grabbed the shoulder of the girl next to Pansy who had her head buried in the magic robe. When she raised her head, there was a gasp of air around her, and a series of dense purple pustules had crawled across her nose. and cheeks, showing the word "whistleblower", making her face look as ugly as possible - the parchment signed by the D.A members was Harry asked Hermione to cast a spell on it. If anyone Whistleblowing will be punished in this way.
At the same time, everyone recognized it, it was Marietta, and she quickly covered her cheeks with her hands.
"Don't panic, dear, don't be afraid," Professor Umbridge patted her back gently and said softly, "It's okay now. You did the right thing. The Minister is very satisfied with you. He will tell you Mom, you are a good girl. Minister, Marietta's mother," she added, looking up at Fudge, "is Mrs. Acmore from the Floo Network Administration, Department of Magical Transportation - you know, she is helping us. Keep an eye on the Hogwarts fires."
"Well, like mother, like daughter," Fudge just saw Marietta's appearance and said uncomfortably, "Okay, tell the story, hurry up, dear."
"Don't worry about the spots now, dear," said Umbridge impatiently. "Take your hands off your face and tell the Minister—"
But Marietta gave another muffled wail and shook her head desperately.
"Hmph, well, you silly girl, I'll tell them." Umbridge said angrily. She quickly put on a disgusting smile and said: "That's right, Minister, tonight, this Miss Aikemo came to my office shortly after dinner and told me that she had something to tell me. She said that if I would find out something good for me by entering a secret room on the eighth floor, which is said to be sometimes called the Room of Requirement. When I questioned her further, she admitted that there was some kind of party there. Unfortunately, at that time These curses," she waved impatiently at Marietta's face, which was once again hidden in her gown, "began to work, and when she suddenly saw her own face in my mirror, she was so heartbroken that she could no longer Tell me more, this kind of illegal organization is really cruel. Even if some members wake up and make the right choice, they will be punished like the methods of a dark wizard. Poor girl, minister, we will be rewarded well in the future. Please stop her behavior of turning from darkness to light."
Fudge nodded impatiently and patted Marietta Acmo's shoulder in an attempt to comfort the now disfigured little girl, but the other party just buried her face more tightly in her hands.
"But it doesn't matter. Based on what Mr. Weasley said, we can conclude," Umbridge pointed to the corridor, "They must be here, Minister. We can take turns sending people to guard here, even if they refuse to come out now. , but you have to eat, right?”
"Although we can't see them now, we can indeed send people to guard here all the time. Dumbledore, I may have to wrong you and your Fawkes for a few days. Although I don't have the power to arrest you directly, I still have the authority. Let the Auror keep an eye on you and your bird for a while, lest your phoenix steal them all." Fudge narrowed his eyes, walked a few steps in the corridor, and sang with Umbridge what they had said before. After discussing the plan, he turned to Dumbledore and smiled.
"Cornelly, there's no need. I'll let them out right now." Dumbledore's eyes slid past the entrance to the Room of Requirements. He took out a piece of parchment, tapped his wand on the parchment, and The parchment was handed to Fox.
"Aha! Dumbledore, you can't use the phoenix, even to deliver messages. Your phoenix can take people to teleport." Fudge, who thought he was safe and heard Dumbledore's intention to surrender, shouted excitedly and jumped on tiptoes. Jumping, but for the sake of caution, he still asked the other party not to use Phoenix.
"Oh, the minister has thought carefully, and the minister is right!" Percy complimented.
"I think you will find that you are mistaken about this, Cornelius," said Dumbledore softly, his half-moon glasses drooping on his crooked nose, and he was staring at Fudge over them, "I I just want to call them out. Since you said so, I will just use the phoenix tail feather to send the message." As he said that, Dumbledore took out a golden phoenix tail feather from his sleeve.
In the Room of Requirement, a phoenix tail feather suddenly appeared in Harry's hand, "Come out." Dumbledore's voice came from the letter above.
The little wizards in the Room of Requirement all had absolute trust in Dumbledore. They heaved a sigh of relief and obeyed and filed out of the exit, thinking that the omnipotent headmaster had once again helped them solve their problem.
"Look, Harry!" Umbridge said happily when she saw Harry walking out first, "There are also those members of the illegal organization!"
Only then did Harry and the others notice Ron who was in a daze, and understood why they didn't see Ron at the assembly tonight. At this time Filch handed Fudge the list that was nailed to the wall of the Room of Requirement. "That's great," said Fudge, a smile spreading across his face. "That's great, Filch. Let me see... Oh my God..."
"Look at what the name is," Fudge said softly, "Dumbledore's Army."
Dumbledore reached out and took the parchment from Fudge's hand. He stared at the title scrawled on the parchment and for a moment seemed at a loss for words. Then he smiled and raised his eyes.
Umbridge used a sweet smile to prevent her pride from being too obvious, "So Principal Dumbledore, you now admit that you are recruiting these students to join your army?"
"I organized it." Dumbledore nodded calmly as always, "I was supposed to attend this party for the first time tonight, just to see if they were willing to cooperate with me. Of course, now I understand, the invitation Miss Acmore was a mistake.”
"You are really secretly planning how to fight me!" Fudge roared, and seemed very hurt. In fact, although he himself had been trying to use various means to attack and discredit Dumbledore after the Goblet of Fire, in the end he just wanted to keep his life. His own position is just to deny the return of the mysterious man. He even held a glimmer of fantasy that as long as he fired Harry Potter who lied to attract others' attention, Dumbledore would be able to wake up and restore their previous relationship. In fact, deep down in his heart, he did not want to believe that he had been with him. For many years, Dumbledore would let the headmaster of Hogwarts do nothing and come to fight with him about the Minister of Magic. What he really wanted would never be his turn to take office, but now, Umbridge and Owen Harry The warnings Si had been giving him had turned out to be true. Dumbledore's purpose was really to try to overthrow himself!
"It seems that all is lost," said Dumbledore shortly. "Would you like me to make a written statement, Connelly - or would it be enough to make a statement in front of these witnesses? All of this is Planned by me, these students are just acting under my instructions as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and they cannot go against the wishes of a Headmaster."
Hearing this, Harry finally understood Umbridge and Dumbledore's plan. Umbridge was going to use D.A to pour dirty water on Dumbledore, and Dumbledore obviously planned to resist in order to protect himself. They had made a mistake out of recklessness, and there was no way he was going to let that happen.
"No! Dumbledore -" Harry shouted, "This has nothing to do with you, it was my group..."
"Shut up! Harry Potter!" Fudge, who had regained his energy, snapped and glanced at Dumbledore with a frightening joy, "Okay, okay, no To think you really organized an army."
"Dumbledore's Army, Cornelius," said Dumbledore, waving the list in front of Fudge's face, still smiling, "not Potter's Army, not Weasley's Army, but Dumbledore's Army The army was organized by me personally."
At this time, Harry had been stopped by Professor McGonagall, and some of the other D.A members who understood had begun to cry.
"Weasley!" Fudge shouted loudly. His illusions had been shattered and his attitude had changed. He was now trembling with joy. "Weasley, have you written down all this? What he said, his confession, you Did you remember it?"
"Yes, sir, I think so, sir!" said Percy eagerly, his nose splattered with ink as he took notes rapidly.
"He wants to build an army against the Ministry of Magic. He wants to overthrow me. Is this recorded?"
"Yes, sir, I noted it, yes!" said Percy, looking happily through the records.
"You will now be escorted to the Ministry of Magic, where you will be formally charged, and then sent to Azkaban to await trial!" Fudge shouted.
Dumbledore just smiled and gently grasped his Elder Wand with his hand, "Well - you seem to have the illusion that I will - how do you say that? - wait for death. I'm afraid I am There's no way you're going to sit there, Connelly. I don't want to be sent to Azkaban at all. Sure, I could escape - but what a waste of time, and frankly, I'm reminded that I have a lot more As for things, I’d rather do those things.”