Chapter 159: Searching for evidence, blinded eyes

Hogwarts Castle.

The bathroom on the first floor.

Fudge was pacing back and forth at the entrance of the Chamber of Secrets.

From the moment he heard the news, Fudge realized that there was room for maneuver in this matter.

He didn't care about the various matters of the Ministry of Magic, and rushed here with Aurors and several confidants.

Several Aurors who went down to investigate reported the situation in the Chamber of Secrets and what they learned from Professor McGonagall.

"Such a big commotion, none of you noticed it last night!"

"Sorry, Minister." A group of Aurors lowered their heads and dared not say a word.

In fact, most of the time they spent in Hogwarts, they were just patrolling some crowded or frequently passed places.

For places like the bathroom on the first floor where basically no one comes, few people will come to patrol and inspect on purpose.

Otherwise, such a big commotion would not happen without anyone noticing.

Fudge snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction, and glanced around, trying to find someone to discuss it.

As a result, he met Umbridge's flattering and sweet eyes.

He opened his mouth and turned to look at the Aurors.

"Where is your director? Where is he?"

"He went to St. Mungo's Hospital to find Mr. Grindelwald to find out the situation. He will probably be back soon."

"The Minister is here, and he dared to let the Minister wait for him!" Umbridge glared at the Auror who spoke.

"Why don't you call him over!"

"Shut up!"

Since Alan Mitchell came into being, Fudge became more and more annoyed with Umbridge's mindless and servile behavior.

Even serviles should look at the situation.

Is it time for you to be a servile now!

Instead of thinking about how to deal with this matter first, you are putting eye drops on your colleagues first!

If it weren't for the fact that she followed me before and had no credit but hard work, I would have kicked her aside long ago.

Umbridge saw that Fudge was angry, and shrank aside and dared not speak again.

She didn't dare to express her resentment to Fudge, but she had scolded Alan Mitchell countless times in her heart.

"Minister! Sorry to have kept you waiting!"

Not long after Fudge scolded Umbridge, Allen rushed over from St. Mungo's Hospital.

"It's okay, how is Mr. Grindelwald?" Fudge was still very concerned about his partner.

Even though he knew he was not injured, he couldn't help asking.

"It's okay now. He will be discharged after a few days of observation at St. Mungo's Hospital."

"I have already learned from Mr. Grindelwald about what happened last night."

"It's basically consistent with what Professor McGonagall said."

"Basically consistent..." Fudge frowned slightly.

Agus's answer was obviously different from what he imagined.

But he was not good at this after all, so he could only wave his hand at the Auror behind him in annoyance.

"You guys, tell your director about what you found in the secret room."

"No need, Minister, I'd better go down and take a look myself, in case they have any mistakes."

"This..."

Fudge hesitated a little. Although the Auror who just went down returned safely, this was Slytherin's secret room after all.

No one could guess what tricks he would leave behind.

Alan Mitchell was his trusted general. If something went wrong, he would have nowhere to cry.

As if he could see what Fudge was thinking, Alan smiled and comforted him.

"Don't worry, Minister."

"Mr. Grindelwald and his men made such a big noise last night, but nothing happened. The Aurors checked again today."

"There will be no danger."

"And..."

Alan suddenly leaned close to Fudge's ear and whispered, "Mr. Grindelwald hinted to me that what happened last night was not that simple."

"I need to check the clues myself to understand what he meant as soon as possible."

"Oh!" Fudge's eyes lit up when he heard that it was Agus's hint.

He hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Since it was Mr. Grindelwald's hint, then go ahead and bring a few more Aurors."

"Be sure to be careful!"

"Yes, Minister!"

Alan Mitchell took a few Aurors to pretend to search in the secret room for a long time.

With Agus's reminder, he had thought of how to find the flaws.

Arrived at the basilisk.

Although the body had been smashed into a bloody mess by the rocks, some scars could still be vaguely seen.

"Sure enough, the wound on the basilisk's eye was obviously not caused by the rocks."

Alan Mitchell was looking for evidence with the results, which was naturally twice the result with half the effort.

It was easy to check that some places in the cave were different from the Hogwarts' statement.

But these differences were too subtle, and if they were not known in advance, they would be easily overlooked.

He was not in a hurry to go up, and looked like he was going to continue searching.

After checking the entire cave and the basilisk body, he took the Aurors back to the ground.

"How is it? Did you find anything?"

As soon as he saw Alan Mitchell coming up, Fudge hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Alan Mitchell's eyes shook slightly, suggesting that this was not the place for Fudge to talk.

"Not yet, let's send someone to guard this place first."

"After all, it's Slytherin's secret room. If there are some unknown things in it, it will hurt the little wizards of Hogwarts."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Fudge nodded repeatedly: "Umbridge, find a few Aurors to guard this place."

"Remember, no one is allowed to enter before it is confirmed to be safe, and no one is allowed to touch the items inside, understand!"

"Yes, Minister!"

Umbridge hurriedly agreed, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it from her.

...

Back to the Ministry of Magic.

As soon as he entered Fudge's office, Alan Mitchell took the initiative to speak.

"Minister, I did find something in the cave."

"Hurry up!"

Fudge didn't care about taking a break and hurriedly urged.

"When I talked to Mr. Grindelwald at St. Mungo's Hospital, he hinted to me that there was something strange about this matter."

"The basilisk... seems to have a problem!"

"What's the problem?" Fudge asked.

"I carefully examined the body of the basilisk. Most of the parts have been smashed by stones and the original appearance cannot be seen clearly, but there is a wound in one place that is very strange!"

"Very strange?"

"Yes, it's the eye of the basilisk! The wound there doesn't seem to be caused by stones, but more like... scratched by something!" Alan Mitchell explained.

"Imagine that in a fight with a basilisk, you blind its eyes without being affected by your sight, or in other words, blind it without seeing its eyes."

"Is this possible?"

Fudge slapped the table and stood up.

He seemed extremely excited.

"You mean... it wasn't Mr. Grindelwald who killed the basilisk, but a professor at Hogwarts? No! It was Dumbledore!"