Chapter 382: Surrender into a move

Mike didn't wait for Penello's response until dawn, but just as he was playing with coins boredly, there was a knock on the door of Umbridge's office again.

"Please come in."

With a crisp sound from Kaz, the door was opened, and what came in was the batter who had been entrusted with the wand by Mike before.

It's just that the batter's current mental state doesn't look too optimistic.

I saw that the bags under his eyes were swollen and there were deep dark circles around them. He looked extremely tired.

What's even more exaggerated is that at this moment, he is actually holding Mike's blackthorn wand in his hand. Looking at the respectful manner with his hands raised in the air, Mike is a little embarrassed.

"Sir, Minister Umbridge asked me to take you to the Headmaster's office."

The striker said half-deadly.

Hearing this, a smile instantly appeared on Mike's face.

Due to Dumbledore's absence, the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts has been closed. And now that Umbridge actually asked herself to go to the principal's office, the truth of the matter was already clear.

Dumbledore is back!

"Okay, let's go!"

Mike took the lead to leave the room and walked towards the principal's office, while the older beater continued to hold the wand and followed slowly, shaking it.

Mike didn't listen until he reached the door of the principal's office. After a while, the striker panted and came to Mike. Facing the monster stone statue at the door of the room, he panted and said:

"Milk...cream mousse!"

The monster stone statue jumped aside when he heard this, and the wall behind it cracked, revealing the moving stone stairs inside.

Mike stepped forward and snaked his way up the stairs.

It didn't take long for a door knocker with a griffon to appear in front of him.

Mike gently pushed the door knocker until Dumbledore's familiar voice came from inside. Then Mike opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I walked in, a wave of heat hit my face.

There were more than a dozen people standing in twos and threes in the spacious principal's office. Among them, Dumbledore, a bald black wizard, and a strong man who was obviously an Auror were standing behind the eagle-legged desk and talking.

Not far from them, the chubby Minister Fudge was shaking his legs by the fireplace.

He seemed to be very hot and was wiping his bare forehead with a handkerchief, but he had no intention of leaving the fireplace.

Mike guessed that he must be very nervous and wanted to use the heat of the fireplace to cover up the fact that he was so nervous that he was sweating.

Beside him, Percy Weasley, who had freckles and glasses, was walking around excitedly in the corner, holding a quill and a thick roll of parchment in his hands, obviously ready at any time. Record.

The remaining people gathered not far from the inner gate. They were Professor Snape, Professor Umbridge, Professor McGonagall, Ron, Neville and several Slytherin students responsible for escorting them.

Not only that, the portraits of the previous principals on the wall, who used to pretend to be asleep every time Mike came, did not continue to pretend to be asleep this time. Instead, they looked at everyone in the office seriously.

At this time, with the arrival of Mike, everyone's eyes in the office fell on him.

"Hello everyone!" Mike greeted calmly, and then looked at Dumbledore, "Principal Dumbledore, why are you back?"

"Obviously, the evidence held by the Ministry of Magic is not enough. Although they can lock me up and slowly collect or fabricate evidence, there are still many people who think that my old bones are still useful and think that it is not necessary when such accidents happen frequently. Instead of locking me up, I should be released to use my remaining energy.”

Dumbledore winked at Mike mischievously, and then looked at Fudge by the fireplace with questioning eyes.

"So, after discussions with the Wizengamot Council and Sir Merlin, I was released again! Am I right? Fudge."

Fudge didn't speak, he just glared at Dumbledore fiercely, while Percy beside him was writing dutifully.

"Ahem!"

At this time, a coughing sound attracted everyone's attention. Umbridge raised her head slightly and said arrogantly to Mike with her nostrils:

"Mike, do you realize what mistake you made?"

Hearing this, Mike glanced over his head and pretended to be thinking hard for a while before speaking slowly in an uncertain tone:

"Is it because I called you a toad?"

As soon as these words came out, Snape and Dumbledore, who had serious faces, all raised their mouths. The portraits on the wall laughed unbridled, while Umbridge stared at Mike with wide eyes.

Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to continue saying something, but Fudge beside her spoke first.

"Mike, we are all old acquaintances. There is no need to make such nonsense. To be honest, you made a very serious mistake this time. You established an illegal organization in Hogwarts, attacked professors, and resisted the Ministry of Magic...; here is Any one of them is enough for us to expel you from Hogwarts or even put you in Azkaban. So, tell the truth, as long as you tell everything you know, then for the sake of our previous friendship I promise you will be dealt with lightly."

After saying that, Fudge looked at Mike with his arms folded, looking extremely confident.

However, the answer waiting for him was...

"I think you may be mistaken. I don't think I have violated any Ministry of Magic rules. Oh! If Umbridge breaks the law like a toad, then I am indeed guilty."

"What did you say?" Fudge looked at Mike in disbelief, "Do you still think sophistry is useful now?"

Mike shrugged helplessly, which made Fudge even more angry.

"Minister, I don't think we need to bother with him anymore." Umbridge walked forward with a grin, "We have other witnesses, and he has told everything."

"Really? That's great!"

Fudge clapped his hands, and then looked at Dumbledore maliciously, and the latter shrugged like Mike before.

Umbridge quickly walked over to Ron, who had been lowering his head since Mike entered the office, and slowly put her hands on his shoulders.

Mike noticed that the moment Umbridge's hand touched Ron's shoulder, Ron shivered violently.

"Ron Weasley, he and Neville Longbottom were discovered by us near the eighth floor. After some persuasion, little Ron told us everything about the illegal assembly last night. No. Needless to say, he is one of the few good children in Hogwarts. He was extremely cooperative during the entire questioning process, and sometimes even took the initiative to tell some interesting things." Umbridge said with her charming smile The disgusting voice said slowly, "Oh! By the way! I almost forgot! His brother Percy Weasley is your assistant, the one over there!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the office looked at Ron, even the portraits on the wall were no exception.

The faces of everyone represented by Professor McGonagall were filled with disbelief, especially Neville, whose chubby, tear-stained face was almost wrinkled.

Seeing this, Ron's head pressed even lower, and crystal tears kept falling to the ground like broken pearls.

"Aha! This is really great!" Fudge excitedly slapped Percy who was recording on the side, knocking the latter staggering, "Percy, you two brothers are really outstanding!"

"No, my brother Ron has always been outstanding. By the way, he is also the prefect of Gryffindor. He once told me that the one he admires the most is you, the minister. It is with the hope that one day he can be able to He will work so hard to follow you.”

Fudge was very strong. Percy rubbed his arms and bowed to Fudge and Umbridge with a smile.

"Really? Hahahahaha! This is great!" Fudge laughed, "What an interesting young man! Let's do this, I will give him a job opportunity when he graduates. Well! This is Weasley. You can write it down and remind me if I forget! Hahaha!"

"Hey! Thank you, Minister!"

Percy and Fudge were chatting and laughing by the fireplace. Ron, who had lowered his head when he heard this, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fudge and Percy with hatred on his face.

And the moment he raised his head, Mike saw his face clearly.

On his face, a series of dense purple pustules had crawled across his nose and cheeks, showing the word 'snitch', which made Ron's already poor appearance even worse!

"Merlin's beard..."

Fudge and Percy were both startled by this, and both took a step back.

"Ahem! Okay, none of this is important!" Umbridge coughed lightly and pressed Ron's raised head down hard, "The important thing is Ron's classmate's testimony!"

Umbridge opened a manual,

"According to Ron, shortly after school started, Mike summoned a large number of people in the name of the 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' to hold a gathering in the Pig's Head Bar in Hogsmeade Village, and then periodically carried out illegal activities in the Room of Requirement. The rally, according to Ron, has been going on for almost a whole year!"

"Ha! Mike! What else do you have to say now!"

Fudge jumped back excitedly and bumped into the fireplace behind him, and immediately a burning smell came out.

Percy on the side quickly stepped forward to help Fudge put out the flames on his robe.

Mike didn't reply, but looked at Ron.

He really didn't understand what Ron did and why he leaked such important information.

And coincidentally, Ron, whose eyes were red and his face was full of herpes, also looked at Mike at this moment.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air. Ron's face was full of shame, but Mike had no desire to look at him and quickly looked away.

Seeing this, Ron's expression became even more ugly, and tears kept flowing from his red eyes.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Mike! I'm sorry!" Ron cried, "I don't want to say it, but...but they tortured me crazily, wuwuwu!"

As he spoke, Ron rolled up his sleeves, and saw several irregular whip marks on his white arm.

The whip marks are very light, and it can be seen that Umbridge has given Ron medicine before bringing him here. It is a pity that Umbridge obviously does not have the medical skills like Madam Pomfrey, and she was unable to cure Ron. The scars completely disappeared.

At this moment, everyone in the office exploded. Everyone looked at Umbridge and Ron's arms in stunned silence.

The portraits on the wall were the first to react. An old witch cursed at Umbridge, and then more curses came from the mouths of other portraits.

"How dare you do this to a Hogwarts student!"

"You evil woman, you should be torn into pieces and fed to the fire dragon!"

"Boy Mike is absolutely right. You are just a toad, the poisonous one!"

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Listening to the constant curses coming from around her, Umbridge's expression was extremely ugly, but she still had to keep smiling at the moment, because Fudge was also looking at her with shocked eyes.

"Minister, please listen to my explanation..."

Umbridge was only halfway through speaking when Professor McGonagall interrupted:

"What else do you have to explain? See for yourself! Is this what you do? Torture students and force them to say what you want them to say?"

At some point, Professor McGonagall had taken off Ron's coat, and he saw that his somewhat thin body was covered with a large number of faint scars.

Neville's clothes were also taken off at the side. He also had a lot of scars on his body like Ron, and the scars on his body were darker than Ron's.

This means that the torture he endured was even more painful than that of Ron!

Percy on the side was already stunned. He looked at his scarred brother with his mouth wide open, and his eyes became a little red.

At the same time, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch Ron's wound, but the latter dodged it.

Looking at Ron's disgusted gaze, Percy lowered his head silently, retreated to the corner and silently picked up the quill and parchment.

"It seems that there are some scum in your team, Fudge." Dumbledore frowned and looked at Fudge with a serious face, "I think these charges of abusing students, beating them into submission, framed and fabricated evidence are enough for her. Imprisoned in Azkaban!"

After saying this, he looked at Umbridge again, his eyes filled with rare anger.

"I have never seen anyone as dirty as you at heart, Umbridge. I promise I will make you pay. I will do what I say!"

Umbridge's expression became extremely frightened. She waved her arms in a panic and tried to cover Neville and Ron's upper bodies again, but Professor McGonagall slapped them away!

Then she turned her pleading eyes to Fudge, but the latter turned his head silently.

"No, no, no! You can't do this!" Umbridge roared, "There are two more important things I haven't said yet."

Fudge slowly turned his head back. Seeing this, Umbridge seemed to have grasped the last straw and shouted:

"According to Ron, they should also have a list. This list contains the names of every member who participated in this illegal assembly. With this list, we can find everyone. In addition, Mike established This organization...its name is called the Army, which is...that is, Dumbledore's Army."