Chapter 482 The Person Who Takes the Blame, the Informer Who Is neither a Good Person nor a Bad Person (1/2)

Chapter 482 The person who takes the blame, the informer who is neither a good person nor a bad person

"You, you said you can cure my face?" Marietta was a little unbelievable, "Really?"

"Do I need to lie to you?" Aaron said contemptuously, "This kind of curse may be a little tricky for others, but it only takes a few minutes for me."

Marietta was immediately excited. After all, she is a girl, and for girls, nothing is more important than face.

And now her whole face is covered with purple pustules. After looking in the mirror, she even wants to die.

"But..." Aaron paused and said meaningfully, "I can't treat people who lie all the time, so you don't need me to remind you what to say next!"

Marietta was stunned, and she wanted to cry but had no tears.

She really didn't want to go out to see people with such a face, but if she wanted to cure her face, she had to follow Aaron's script and admit that she lied. There was no D.A. meeting at all.

But if this happens, Umbridge will definitely hate her to death. This senior investigator is not a kind person. She can't bear the revenge afterwards.

"Gaius, what do you mean?" Umbridge scolded angrily.

"I just encourage Miss Edgemore to tell the truth. Is there a problem with this?"

Umbridge:......

How can there be no problem? There is a big problem.

Tell the truth? Only what you are satisfied with is considered the truth!

"Minister, I suggest that Mr. Gaius start the treatment now. I believe Miss Edgemore will not let us down."

"Mr. Gaius." Fudge gave Aaron a far-fetched smile, "Miss Edgemore is too pitiful now, why don't you treat her first?"

"I'm sorry." Aaron refused bluntly, "Mr. Minister, it's not that I don't give you face, but what if she accuses me again after I cure her?"

"The Ministry of Magic can cure her face without your help." Umbridge vowed, "This kind of evil curse is not particularly difficult to remove. The healer of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic can do it in a week at most."

"Wait and see." Aaron said indifferently.

Umbridge glared at him fiercely, then turned to look at Marietta, "Dear, tell the truth, don't have any scruples.

I have the Minister, we are all your backers."

"But I..." Marietta hesitated.

"Your face is definitely not a problem. I promise I can cure it." Umbridge smiled kindly, "Think about your mother, she still works in the Ministry of Magic.

If you lie, it will have a negative impact on her, but being honest may help your mother find a better working environment."

"Tsk!" Aaron couldn't help smacking his lips, "It's really eye-opening!

Professor Umbridge, although you haven't taught me any defense against the dark arts, I have understood the four words of coercion and inducement."

Umbridge was unmoved, and Fudge pretended not to hear anything.

"Party..." Marietta glanced at Aaron nervously, and said incoherently, "Basically once a week, the location is in the Room of Requirement, Gaius is the leader, Potter is the assistant... They teach us some Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Puff!" Aaron sneered, "Sorry, I just thought of something funny."

"Minister." Umbridge breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the truth!"

"Mr. Minister, I admit that Edgemer's story is well told.

But again, the proof According to it, there is no evidence that it is the fragments of red fruit. " Then you have to punish it! "" I never allow you to treat my students rudely. Umricic took a deep breath, "You are right, Shakel, I'm out of mind." She turned to look at Mary Eita, and there was a little cold in her voice. "Miss Aikemo, I don't want to be difficult for people, but you'd better think about what evidence is there." Guru! Marietta swallowed hard, and everyone's eyes fell on her, making her want to cry.

She was just an ordinary fifth-grade student, how could she bear such pressure.

"Evidence, evidence..." Marietta muttered to herself, her brain was working fast, constantly recalling all the information about the D.A., and a light appeared in her eyes after more than ten seconds.

"I remember, I have evidence."

"Really? Darling, I knew you wouldn't let me down." Umbridge's expression changed quickly, and she said gently, "Where's the evidence? Take it out quickly."

Marietta rummaged in her pocket for a long time and took out a gold Galleon.

Professor McGonagall's pupils shrank slightly. As a master of Transfiguration, she could clearly feel the traces of Transfiguration on this gold coin.

"This is made by Granger. She will inform us of the time of each gathering through the number on this Galleon."

"Hahaha." Umbridge took the Galleon in her hand, unable to suppress her excitement, and laughed triumphantly, "Mr. Gaius, do you have anything else to say?"

Aaron secretly said that it was a mistake, but his face did not change at all, "Can you let me see it? I didn't even know we had this way of communication."

"What are you thinking of again? Do you think I will let you succeed?"

"I didn't ask you." Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then looked at Fudge, "Mr. Minister, it concerns my reputation. I think I have the right to examine this so-called evidence."

Fudge's face flashed with hesitation. Like Umbridge, he was also worried that Aaron would do something unexpected.

"Mr. Minister, in addition to being a student of Hogwarts, I am also the heir of the Gaius family." Aaron said seriously.

"Show him." Fudge said helplessly.

"Minister?"

"I said to him.

There are so many people here, Mr. Gaius can't do anything under our noses!"

Hearing this, Umbridge sighed slightly and handed the gold galleon in his hand to Aaron.

Aaron took it with a smile and covered the entire principal's office with illusion.

In the eyes of others, he was seriously checking the gold galleon that was cast with the Transfiguration Spell, but in fact, the gold galleon was burned to ashes by the flame in his hand and replaced by a real gold coin.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall could see through this illusion, but they were also secretly shocked by the performance of others. They didn't expect Aaron's illusion level to reach this level.

However, they tacitly didn't say much, just nodded slightly to Aaron.

Seeing this, Aaron couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

After all, the ages of these two are here, it is normal that the illusion can't deceive their eyes.

If he hadn't broken through to the level of a mid-level mage, he wouldn't have dared to use illusions in front of so many people. If he was discovered, it would be a lot of fun.

But now it seems that the effect is pretty good. The two people brought by Fudge are not weak. They should be above the level of mid-level mage, but not much higher.

The two of them just noticed something strange, but they couldn't tell what it was.

And Fudge, Umbridge and Percy didn't realize that they were in an illusion at all. As for Marietta... ignore it.

Half a minute later, Aaron lifted the illusion. He pretended to look at the real Galleon in his hand with a frown.

"Mr. Minister, with all due respect, this doesn't look fake."

"What?" Umbridge was shocked and quickly snatched the gold Galleon from Aaron's hand and put it on the table.

She drew out her wand and cast several spells to distinguish the real from the fake on the Galleon, but it didn't work at all.

"How could this happen?" Umbridge was stunned, and then pointed at Aaron with an angry face, "It's you, you must have swapped it."

"Are you blind?" Aaron said with a half-smile, "Professor Umbridge, I admit that I don't like you very much, but this is not a reason for you to slander me!

The Minister is still here, even if I want to do something, I have to have the ability, or do you think Minister Fudge will lie with his eyes open?"

Umbridge choked immediately, and the breath was stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall looked at each other and could see the speechlessness in each other's eyes.

Although Slytherin did things by any means, it was the first time they saw someone as shameless as him.

"That's enough, Dolores." Fudge sighed, his tone full of disappointment, "This evidence is obviously false."

Umbridge's face fell immediately, and she looked at Marietta fiercely, "Miss Edgemore, you actually lied to me."

"I don't have it, it's a prop for communication." Marietta said with tears in her eyes.

"Today I have seen what it means to fight to the bitter end." Aaron added silently, "Maybe she just doesn't like us, so she wants to use Professor Umbridge to deal with us."

Umbridge's eyes lit up. She didn't catch them in the act, and there was no definite evidence. She no longer had any confidence in "cracking down the criminal gang."

But calling Fudge over only made him happy in vain, which was no different from making trouble for no reason.

She urgently needed someone to take the blame, and it was self-evident who it was.

Sorry, girl.

You pick on the weak, who makes you easy to bully here!

Umbridge grabbed Marietta and turned her to face him. "Miss Edgemore, I need an explanation."

"I really didn't lie to you. I said everything I should say." Marietta said tremblingly.

"Then you'd better have other evidence, otherwise...deceiving the professor will lead to detention."

Marietta cried on the spot when she heard Qiu Zhang talk about Umbridge's detention.

Dumbledore raised his wand and flicked it lightly, and Umbridge took a few steps back before stopping.

"This is the principal's office. Professor Umbridge, it's too much for you to intimidate students in front of me, the principal!"

"Thank you, principal." Marietta said gratefully.

"Dolores." Fudge looked at Umbridge disappointedly, "If there is no other evidence, I will go back. As the Minister of Magic, I am still very busy."

"Wait, wait, Minister." Umbridge seemed to have thought of something and said hurriedly, "There is one more thing, one piece of evidence that you will definitely need."

"Then take it out, don't waste everyone's time."

Umbridge turned her head to look at Aaron, showing a flattering smile, "Mr. Gaius, you have a list in your hand, right?"

"This..."

"Don't deny it." Umbridge's tone was a little urgent, "Wildsing I was told that all the students who participated in the party at the Hog's Head Bar signed their names."

"That's true, but that was before the education order was issued."

"Where's the list?"

"This is a joke. The education order clearly stipulates that parties are not allowed to be organized. Do you think the list is still useful?" Aaron sneered, "Besides, Marietta also signed her name at the time. Wouldn't it be better to ask her directly?"

"Nonsense, their handwritten signatures are still very different from what Marietta told me."

Aaron smiled and said nothing. You understand this, so why do you naively think that I will give you the list?

Umbridge realized it later, but now she was in a dilemma, "Dumbledore, as a senior investigator, I think I have the right to view the list."

"Mr. Gaius." Dumbledore sighed speechlessly, "Give me a favor and give her the list!"

"Professor Dumbledore, I will definitely give you a favor." Aaron grinned, then looked at Fudge, "Mr. Minister, I hope you can make a promise that the people on the list have never attended the party. I don't want anyone to trouble them afterwards."

Fudge was a little confused, but seeing Umbridge winking at him, he nodded, "I promise."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and took out the list.

Umbridge couldn't wait to unfold the parchment. She didn't look at the names, but focused her eyes on the two letters 'D.A.' in the middle of the first line.

"Mr. Gaius." Her mouth curled up behind her ears. "Can you explain what D.A. means?"

"Defense Association."

"No, it's Dumbledore's Army." Umbridge laughed. "Miss Edgemore told me that Dumbledore's Army is the real name.

Cornelly, I think you know what I mean. Dumbledore tried to organize an army to fight for power in the Ministry.

Although he didn't succeed, he did have this intention."

Fudge's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a curve. "Dumbledore, it seems that you are really plotting against the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "You have seen all this. I am indeed very dissatisfied with the current situation of the Ministry of Magic, but I haven't had time to act yet!"

"It will be too late when you act." Fudge sneered, "I have the right to arrest you now."