Chapter 483 Dumbledore, Who Is Still Strong and Healthy, Goes to the School Hospital to Avoid the Limelight (1/2)

Chapter 483 Dumbledore, who is still strong, goes to the school hospital to avoid the limelight

"Weasley, send an owl to the Daily Prophet to deliver a letter. Maybe it will be on the headline tomorrow morning." Fudge danced with excitement, wishing he could open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

He had no hope at all, but he didn't expect Umbridge to give him such a magical turn. What's even better is that Dumbledore actually admitted that he wanted to harm the Ministry of Magic.

This alone is enough to arrest him and put him in Azkaban. As for how long he will be locked up, it is up to him as the minister to decide.

"Wait a moment." Aaron hurriedly stopped Percy and quietly took back his wand from his pocket, but no one at the scene noticed this.

"Any questions, Mr. Gaius?" Fudge looked at Aaron with a bad look. If he dared to side with Dumbledore at this time, he would have no choice but to turn against him.

"Don't get me wrong, Minister Fudge." Aaron smiled and waved his hand, "I won't object to your decision, but I don't want my name to appear in the Daily Prophet.

You know, I don't want to be famous."

"Oh, no problem, of course no problem.

Weasley, tell the newspaper to polish this article, you know what to say."

"Okay, sir, I understand." Percy ran out of the headmaster's office quickly and closed the door behind him.

"Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you two escort Dumbledore to Azkaban.

Waiting for trial there, the charges are conspiracy and rebellion."

"Brainless idiot." Aaron secretly complained in his heart, he didn't understand where Fudge got the courage to say such things in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore is a top-level great wizard and the White Devil that Voldemort fears the most.

If he doesn't want to, let alone a few wizards, even if there are ten times more, they are not his opponent.

"Ah! I expected this little trouble." Dumbledore's expression did not change at all, and he even wanted to laugh. "You seem to always have the illusion that I would...what is the word?"

"Give up." Aaron said speechlessly.

"Yes, that's the word.

I'm old, and my memory has deteriorated a bit." Dumbledore said, "Cornelly, I'm sorry, I don't want to go to Azkaban at all.

Of course, I can escape, but it's a waste of time.

To be frank, I still have a lot of things to do, and I would rather spend my time on those things."

Hearing this, Fudge was a little unbelievable.

In his impression, Dumbledore has always been a good guy, but he didn't expect that this good guy would actually resist the Ministry of Magic's actions.

Of course, he subconsciously ignored Dumbledore's strength. After all, he had hardly seen Dumbledore take action since he took office.

"You plan to deal with Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores and me alone, right?" Fudge sneered, "Do you think it's possible?"

Dumbledore smiled easily, "Unless you force me to do so."

"Not just him." Professor McGonagall said, one hand has reached into the robe, ready to draw the wand.

"No, just him." Dumbledore said seriously, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you."

"You've made enough trouble." Fudge drew out his wand, "Catch him."

The next moment, several bright lights danced in the office, and the spells released by Fudge and the other four were defeated by Dumbledore easily.

Explosions sounded one after another, and the whole room kept shaking.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and sharp screams and the sound of falling to the ground were mixed together. As the sound of glass breaking stopped at the end, Fudge and the other four fell to the ground crookedly.

Professor McGonagall protected Marietta in the chaos, while Aaron held Abe and retreated to the gate the moment the battle started.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

"The headmaster is still strong despite his age!" Aaron clapped his hands, "You took care of four wizards in less than half a minute. No wonder Voldemort is so afraid of you!"

Dumbledore's mouth twitched, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Gaius."

"Minerva, are you all right?"

"Not bad." Professor McGonagall said as she pulled Marietta up. The Ravenclaw had never seen such a scene before, and her face was extremely pale. She was so scared that she couldn't speak.

Dumbledore looked at the bald wizard lying on the ground, "It's a pity that I have to cast a spell on Kingsley, otherwise it would be too suspicious."

"Well, I should go too.

They will wake up soon, you have to pretend to be more realistic."

"Where are you going, Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall asked, "Grimmauld Street?"

"No, I'm going to figure out something.

It won't be long before Fudge feels that it's better not to drive me out of Hogwarts." Dumbledore said, "Also, Mr. Gaius, I need to ask you for something."

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he regretted that he had hidden so far away just now. If he had known earlier, he should have found a way to hit a spell.

Although lying on the floor is not elegant, it is at least relaxing!

"Headmaster, if you have anything to say, I will definitely help you within my ability." Aaron said righteously, implying that if it is beyond my ability, don't ask me.

"Uh... help me send a message to Harry, let him do his best to learn brain occlusion, especially before going to bed every night."

"Do you hope he won't have nightmares?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded gently, then grabbed Fawkes's golden tail feathers.

A flash of fire flashed, and they disappeared in the office.

At this time, Dawlish moved his fingers, and Fudge, Kingsley, and Umbridge also showed signs of waking up.

"Fainted to the ground."

Aaron threw out a spell, and the pale white light swept across the four people like a sound wave, and they closed their eyes again.

"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Wait a moment." Aaron took a deep breath, walked to Umbridge, and then slowly raised his right hand.

Snap! Snap! Slap...

He slapped her more than twenty times in a row, until Umbridge's face swelled several times, and then he shook his right hand in disgust.

"You are so thick-skinned, my hand hurts from hitting you."

Umbridge seemed to feel the pain on her face, and her eyelids moved slightly.

But before she could open her eyes, a white light was smeared on her face, and she fell into a coma again.

Professor McGonagall and Marietta stared at the scene in amazement, "Mr. Gaius, you, you, this is not a good thing to do!"

"Professor, didn't you stop her?

To be honest, I have tolerated her for a long time, thank Dumbledore for giving me this opportunity to slap her."

"But..."

"Don't say but, this is all Dumbledore's doing, it has nothing to do with us?" Aaron said seriously, "There is still time now, why don't you come and kick her a few times?"

Professor McGonagall was inexplicably moved, she had been unhappy with Umbridge for a long time.

But thinking that she was a teacher, she suppressed this feeling.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Professor McGonagall pretended to be angry, "I am a professor, how can I do such a thing?"

"Okay! I hope you won't regret it later." Aaron shrugged and then looked at Marietta, "In order to prevent problems within the D.A., Draco suggested that I get a few Slytherins to join, but I didn't agree.

But I never expected that there would be a traitor in Ravenclaw. If I hadn't added an insurance on that list, you would have harmed thirty students."

"Yes, I'm sorry." Marietta's voice trembled, and tears fell to the ground one by one, "I don't want this either, but my mother..."

"Forget it, no need to explain, I won't believe it even if you explain it." Aaron said impatiently, and then winked at Abe.

Shenglong immediately understood and jumped in front of Marietta unhappily.

"What are you doing?" Marietta took a few steps back nervously.

"I'll treat your face!" Aaron said speechlessly, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Marietta was stunned for a moment, and stood there with fear.

Abe's eyes showed humane sarcasm, but he still treated her face according to Aaron's wishes.

Under the shining of white light, the purple pustules on her face shrank rapidly, and turned into gas and evaporated in just a dozen seconds.

Marietta touched her face in disbelief, and her eyes looked at Abe with a strange light, "Thank you."

"Take care of yourself in the future!"

"Mr. Gaius, it..." Professor McGonagall looked at Abe with wide eyes, "To what extent can its healing ability be achieved?"

"The dead are definitely not revived, but it can handle most diseases, curses, injuries and even toxins."

Professor McGonagall was shocked. She knew that this dragon was not ordinary, but she didn't expect it to be so special.

I have to be nicer to it in the future. Maybe I have to rely on it to save my life someday!

"By the way, Professor McGonagall, I have something to ask of you." Aaron cleaned up a relatively clean area, "Erase Edgemore's memory, and arrange a bed for me in the school hospital later."

"What?" Before Professor McGonagall could react, she saw Aaron lying on the ground, pointing his wand at his temple, "Fainted."

Snap!

A white light flashed, Aaron's hand fell to the floor, and the wand slipped out.

Abe quickly went into alert, four claws grew finger blades, carefully guarding the master.

Professor McGonagall didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was too mean.

"Miss Edgemore, you should be ready!"

Marietta nodded blankly, she knew too much, if she didn't erase this memory, not to mention Aaron, Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore, even she herself would be worried.

Professor McGonagall pulled out her wand and pulled out a few silver filaments from Marietta's brain, and barely breathed a sigh of relief when they completely dissipated in the air.

After a few minutes, the effect of the Stunning Spell gradually wore off.

Fudge opened his eyes dazedly, then struggled to get up from the floor.

"Where is he? Where is he?"

"I don't know." Kingsley staggered to his feet, "Minister, you may not like Dumbledore, but he is indeed great."

"Hiss!" Umbridge felt a sharp pain on her face just as she was about to speak.

She nervously picked up a piece of mirror fragment, just took a look and threw it away, angrily cursing: "Damn it, damn it Dumbledore.

He dared to do this to me, Minister, you must make the decision for me!"

Fudge, Kingsley and Dawlish, who had just woken up, looked at Umbridge's swollen face and couldn't help but take a breath. The three men took a step back in unison.

It was not very harmful, but it was extremely insulting.

It was because Marietta's face improved their immunity, otherwise they would probably take more than one step back.

"You..." Umbridge opened her mouth, as if something was stuck in her throat.

"Don't come over yet." Fudge said immediately. Kingsley and Dawlish agreed with the minister's wise decision.

"Hmm..." Aaron rubbed his eyes and sat up in a daze, "My head hurts!"

"Minister, you must have caught Dumbledore, right?"

Fudge and others looked at each other, feeling that their hearts were stabbed.

They were full of confidence when they caught him, but who would have thought that they didn't have many moves under Dumbledore.

"Something happened and he ran away." Kingsley said far-fetchedly.

Aaron nodded as if he understood, then opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Umbridge in disbelief, "Wow, Dumbledore dared to keep magical animals in the principal's office?

Although it looks a little scary, it is undoubtedly a rare species."

"What?" Umbridge blinked blankly, feeling that billions of alpacas were running through her heart, and then one after another destroyed her inner world.

"Ah!" Umbridge shouted angrily, pulling out her wand and pointing it at Aaron, "Stick the stick to your front teeth..."

"Expelliarmus."

Before Umbridge could finish her spell, her wand flew out.

Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and then he looked at the 'magical creatures' opposite him in astonishment, "Are you Professor Umbridge?

I'm so sorry, I really didn't recognize you.

Marietta's face seems to be healed, but why did your face become like this?"

Umbridge took another 10,000 points of critical hits, and was about to attack when she was interrupted by Fudge's cough.

"Ahem, calm down, Dolores."

"But the Minister..."

"This has nothing to do with Mr. Gaius. He was also under the Stunning Curse, wasn't he?" Fudge seemed to see through the truth, "This is all Dumbledore's doing. Catching him is the real thing."

"He can't Apparate." Kingsley said thoughtfully, "Stairs, he must not have run far."

"Chase him." Fudge said immediately, Dawlish rushed out first, and Kingsley followed closely with Umbridge.

Fudge hesitated, patted the dust on his body, and then looked at Professor McGonagall fiercely, "Minerva, I think your friend Dumbledore is finished this time."

"It looks like this on the surface, but who knows in fact?" Professor McGonagall said contemptuously.

"Mr. Minister, can I leave now?" Aaron whispered, "You guys were fighting too hard just now, I seem to have been injured by mistake, I need to go to the school hospital to avoid the limelight, no, I mean to check it out."

"Minerva, I think you don't mind taking Mr. Gaius to the hospital!

And Miss Edgemore, she also needs to go back to the dormitory to rest."

"No need for you to remind me." Professor McGonagall said coldly, and then took the two away.