Chapter 481 It Was Just a Joke, How Can This Be Considered Evidence? (1/2)

Chapter 481 It was just a joke, how can this be considered evidence?

"So that's how it is." Fudge looked at Marietta kindly, "My dear, you are very brave, and your behavior is very correct.

Would you like to tell me what happened at the party? What was the purpose? Who are the members?"

Marietta still nervously covered her face and shook her head, unwilling to say a word.

Just telling Umbridge the existence of the Room of Requirement, her face became like this. If she revealed a few more words, who knows if she would be disfigured.

"Do we have a spell to break this? The kind that can make her speak normally." Fudge was a little impatient. If the witness is like this, it is better not to have one, at least it won't be eye-catching.

"Not yet." Umbridge said awkwardly, "But it doesn't matter if she doesn't speak, we haven't gained nothing today."

She turned her head to look at Aaron who was sitting on the chair and stroking his dragon, "Mr. Gaius, can you explain how you ended up in the Room of Requirement?"

"This... Can I not tell you?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Okay!" Aaron sighed, "I was there just to practice Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Aaron." Fudge gave him a warning look, "I hope you're honest."

"I know what I'm talking about, Mr. Minister." Aaron said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I admit that I may have made some mistakes, but I don't want to be like this!

Professor Umbridge, the one you sent Senior Inquisitor, she only teaches us theory in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

"That's systematic teaching." Umbridge interrupted, "This is for your sake. The class is to prepare for the exam, and this has also passed the education order issued by the Ministry of Magic."

"But half of the O.W.L.s exams faced by fifth-year wizards are practical. "Aaron said directly, "You don't let us use magic in class, which is equivalent to directly sentencing us to death for the practical exam part."

"Mr. Minister, you should know what O.W.L.s exams mean to fifth-year students?

This is related to students' future career choices, and failing the Defense Against the Dark Arts class will make many people lose the opportunity to choose. "

Fudge blinked and was speechless for a while.

Does he know? Of course he knows, but in order to prevent Dumbledore from cultivating power against him, he can only resort to this last resort.

It is definitely worth sacrificing the future of a small number of children in exchange for a Minister of Magic who can bring prosperity and peace to the wizarding world.

Besides, if he failed the exam just because he didn't take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for a year, then the child himself is not that good, and he is not a waste of talent.

Umbridge seemed to sense the embarrassment of her boss, and pointed at Aaron with wide eyes, "Gaius, are you doubting the decision of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Of course not." Aaron waved his hand and said, "To be honest, after I learned about your teaching method, I wrote a letter to my family."

"What did Vico say?" Fudge asked immediately. He didn't care whether Aaron doubted the decision of the Ministry of Magic, but it would be difficult to solve if the Gaius family had any objections.

"My dad is not here, so my uncle received the letter." Aaron began to talk nonsense seriously, "He meant that the Ministry of Magic's decision has nothing to do with him, but I must get an O in the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, otherwise..."

Aaron paused for two seconds, his eyes slightly red, and his voice was filled with grievance and grief, "Minister Fudge, the rules in our family are quite strict. If I don't meet the requirements for the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, I will definitely not have a good time when I go back home during the holidays."

"You, you..." Umbridge covered her mouth in anger. He held his chest, "Nonsense, the mail delivery channels in Hogwarts are under strict surveillance, I didn't know you sent a letter home."

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean you didn't." Aaron curled his lips in contempt, "I used the mail delivery channel in Hogsmeade, no matter how powerful you are as a senior investigator, you can't reach so far!

Coincidentally, my uncle Jeans happens to know someone in Hogsmeade, is it illegal to ask him to help deliver a letter?"

Hearing this, Umbridge's face twitched, and Fudge also felt a headache.

And everyone else was trying hard to hold back their laughter, of course, except Marietta, who was now desperate.

"Because of my uncle's letter, I have higher requirements for Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But even so, I did not oppose Professor Umbridge, but found a place to train secretly in private, just because I didn't want to embarrass her.

But I didn't expect that when I was training as usual today, the door of the Room of Requirement was blown open by the blasting spell.

I was brought here by Umbridge without knowing what was going on."

"Minister Fudge, I admit that I violated the school rules, but it is more or less excusable." Aaron continued, "Besides, we have an agreement that my Defense Against the Dark Arts class during school is decided by myself, and she has no right to interfere."

Fudge:......

Umbridge was hit hard, and it took a long time for her to reveal a hypocritical sneer, "This is just your one-sided statement."

"If necessary, Jins can come and testify for me."

Umbridge looked at Aaron in astonishment, not understanding how he had the nerve to say such a thing.

Jins was Aaron's uncle in name, but in fact he was just the butler of the Gaius family. To put it bluntly, he was just a servant.

How credible can a servant be when he testifies for his own master?

"You, I won't argue with you." Umbridge said, suppressing her anger, and then changed her tone in a second, "Minister, you should remember that I reported to you last year about Gaius and Potter and many classmates gathering at the Hog's Head Pub in Hogsmeade."

"Do you have evidence?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I have the testimony of Willy Widdersing, who was drinking in there at the time." Umbridge seemed to feel the joy of being a senior investigator again, and her face was full of pride. "Although he wrapped himself tightly, it did not hinder his hearing. He heard their conversation and rushed to the school to report to me."

"Oh!" Professor McGonagall seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized: "That's why the Ministry of Magic exempted him from the prosecution of causing the sewage backflow in the toilet. Our judicial system is really eye-opening!"

"Shameful depravity." A portrait behind Dumbledore cursed, "In our time, the Ministry of Magic never made deals with despicable criminals, they would never do so."

"Thank you, Fusco." Dumbledore said.

"Perhaps the criminal repented from the bottom of his heart and wanted to atone for his crime!" Aaron said inappropriately.

"Yes, that's it." Fudge said.

Fusco made him feel a little embarrassed. It was obvious that he was scolding him for not doing anything during his tenure, but it was another matter if the criminals made meritorious contributions while serving their sentences.

Umbridge snorted lightly, then looked at Aaron meaningfully, "The gathering of these students was because Potter wanted to persuade them to join an illegal group, with the goal of learning some spells that the Ministry of Magic thought were inappropriate."

"That's true." Aaron said embarrassedly, "But it was after the gathering that Professor Umbridge decided to ban all clubs with more than three people.

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This is a time difference, but we did not violate the regulations of the Ministry of Magic at that time."

Umbridge opened her mouth, and after a few seconds of silence, she looked at Aaron with gloating, "Widdersing also mentioned to me that Gaius seemed to admit in front of them that you saw the resurrection of the mysterious man. "

Fudge's eyes condensed, and his voice became stern, "Is it true?"

"How should I put it?" Aaron frowned slightly, "The situation at that time..."

"Just tell me if it happened?" Umbridge said aggressively.

She knew Fudge well. As long as Aaron dared to admit it, Fudge would definitely turn against him.

At that time, she would not have to worry about anything if she wanted to deal with Aaron.

She could not swallow the humiliation she had suffered during this period of time without leaving a few scars on his arm, even if he was put in solitary confinement and had to write sentences for a month.

"It is true, but..."

"Haha." Umbridge just laughed out loud and heard the word "but". Her heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and her laughter stopped abruptly.

"But what?" Fudge asked.

"Mr. Minister, are you sure you want me to say it here?"

"Right here, now, there is nothing to hesitate about. "There was some urgency in Fudge's voice. If he didn't understand Aaron's position, he would really be worried.

"Okay!" Aaron shrugged and turned to look at Umbridge, whose face turned blue as if he had eaten a dead fly. "I don't know Widsing, but he should tell you that I said something at the time: I will never admit the resurrection of the Dark Lord outside the Hog's Head. "

Fudge raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?"

"To advertise." Aaron said without blushing or panting, "I don't know whether the mysterious man has been resurrected, but the resurrection of the mysterious man will undoubtedly become a driving force for students to study.

After all, I am a minor, and it should be harmless to tell a few jokes!"

"This... can it be a joke?" Percy asked in astonishment.

"Why not? I have never admitted such nonsense in public." Aaron said confidently, "Senior Percy, do you dare to say that you didn't say you want to be the Minister of Magic? "

Percy:......

Fuck! What's the grudge? Are you going to trick me to this extent?

He has his mind on that position, but to say that in front of the current Minister of Magic is like asking for death.

Sure enough, Fudge's forehead had several black lines.

I'm not dead yet, and you're thinking about taking the throne. This is treason.

Umbridge's eyes also flashed with a fierce look. She worked hard for Fudge for so many years, wasn't it for the sake of taking a step forward and sitting in the second seat?

Unexpectedly! Now there is an additional competitor, this is intolerable!

Percy felt two strong malice, and immediately defended himself: "Don't talk nonsense, I just..."

"Just a joke, right?" Aaron said playfully.

"I, I..." Percy hesitated, "I just want to become a great figure like the Minister who contributes to the magic world one day, and I have no other thoughts."

"I don't doubt this." Aaron said with a smile, and then looked at Fudge, "I believe Mr. Minister should understand what I mean. I am different from Harry Potter. I have never said a word that is not good for the Ministry of Magic in public."

Fudge nodded blankly. Although he was angry, he was also slightly relieved.

It seems that the other party is still neutral, which is enough, at least he is not an enemy.

"Minister, I..." Umbridge hesitated.

"Okay, I know what you are going to say." Fudge said helplessly, "I believe Mr. Gaius has no opinion on the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge was still a little unwilling, but Fudge had already expressed his position. She dared not disobey her boss's opinion, so she could only change the subject.

"Education Order No. 24 has been in effect for nearly six months. Even if their first gathering was not illegal, subsequent gatherings are definitely illegal."

"Well," Dumbledore said with a polite smile, "I don't deny this statement, but what evidence do you have to prove that there were such gatherings later?

If I'm not mistaken, Professor Umbridge, you seem to have only caught Mr. Gaius in the Room of Requirement!"

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Maybe there were some accidents in this arrest, but we have witnesses. Why do you think Miss Edgemore is here?"

"Wait." Aaron interrupted, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Excuse me for interrupting, Professor Umbridge, you don't think we organized the gathering for six months, do you?"

"You dare to say no?" Umbridge asked back.

"Of course not. We haven't organized any gatherings since the implementation of the Education Order No. 24."

"Hahaha, Mr. Gaius, you don't have the final say on this." Umbridge looked at Marietta with a smile, "Miss Edgemore, how many such gatherings have they organized in the past few months?"

Marietta didn't speak immediately, but just looked at Aaron through the gap, but she felt uneasy after noticing his fearless look.

"Okay, it seems a little difficult for you to speak.

Then let me change the question. Have such gatherings been held regularly in the past six months?

You just need to nod or shake your head. I'm sure it won't activate the curse."

Marietta hesitated for a while and nodded with difficulty.

"Ridiculous." Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "Minister Fudge, is this how the Ministry of Magic does things? False accusations without any evidence?"

"Sophisticated." Umbridge said, "Isn't Miss Edgemore's face considered evidence?"

"Who knows if she drank the wrong potion." Aaron retorted directly, "I suggest that Professor Snape check his storage room carefully, there may be one or two bottles missing there."

"I didn't." Marietta cried aggrievedly, "I didn't drink the potion, really didn't."

"Well, seeing that you are like this, I guess you are not lying. Maybe there really is something else wrong!" Aaron turned his face away with some disgust. "I can heal your face, but it really doesn't count as evidence."