Chapter 389: Conflict in the Headmaster's office

Harry was awakened by a loud noise.

He opened his eyes with great effort and saw a group of people standing around him, constantly arguing.

Immediately, he recognized where he was. It was in the Headmaster's office.

Fudge and Umbridge stood together, with a dozen Aurors standing behind them, crowding the office.

Dumbledore sat serenely behind the desk, and his fingers tapped the table rhythmically.

Professor McGonagall stood upright behind him with a very nervous expression, and the portraits of the Headmaster did not pretend to be asleep. They curse Fudge angrily.

When he saw Harry awake, Dumbledore smiled at him so he didn't have to worry.

"Potter, you should know why you are here."

Fudge looked at Harry kindly. It would be tough for him to catch Dumbledore's flaws if it weren't for him.

"Do not know!"

Harry replied very bluntly. "I was just out looking for some food and was attacked."

"So why am I here, Minister?"

His words made Umbridge laugh angrily. "The kitchen is in the basement, and you're on the eighth floor looking for something to eat?"

"You don't have to hide it now. Miss Lawrence has said everything."

Harry followed his gaze to a student who had been hiding behind several Aurors.

Is this the girl leaking the secret?

Harry had no memory of her and could only now stare at Lawrence with angry eyes.

But Lawrence was not ashamed and smiled proudly.

What's the use of looking at her like that now? Potter will be expelled soon.

It's a pity that this time I couldn't catch that girl.

Just as she thought so, Lawrence felt a tingling on her face.

Dense purple pustules spread on her face, and a beard grew rapidly on her chin.

"What!"

Lawrence let out a scream and scratched her face with her hands.

"It's Granger!"

"She said that as long as you signed that piece of paper, you'd be cursed if it leaked!"

A trace of impatience flashed on Fudge's face. "Dolores, you take her away first and then put out some more information."

Umbridge pulled Lawrence away angrily and slammed the door hard.

"Dumbledore." Fudge stroked his hand, a happy smile on his face again.

"Potter partied with these students in an attempt to overthrow the Ministry of Magic."

"I didn't!" Harry exclaimed. "We just learned some spells we were supposed to learn!"

Fudge made no rebuttal at all.

"But you're breaking the rules of the Ministry of Magic."

The smug look on his face was very unpleasant.

"Congratulations, Potter, you were expelled from Hogwarts. Dawlish, destroying his wand."

Standing behind him, a tall Auror walked towards Harry with a grin.

And Percy, who had been standing beside Fudge and making records, although a little unbearable, quickly lowered his head.

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Dumbledore spoke, interrupting Dawlish's movements.

There was still a gentle smile on his face, which confused Harry a little.

He was about to be expelled. Why was the Headmaster still so happy?

"Cornelius, I think you've got one thing wrong."

"What?" Fudge didn't understand.

"Porter and they joined my group before this ban."

Fudge looked at him in astonishment, not paying attention to Dumbledore's wordplay, which didn't matter.

"Yours?"

"Yeah, look at the name of the organization, D.A."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and two golden characters appeared in the air.

Fudge looked at them and quickly thought of something, and his face changed greatly.

He took a horrified step back and approached the hot fireplace.

"You organized this?"

"That's right," Dumbledore said happily. "It's obviously not? Dumbledore's Army."

"I just asked Miss Granger and Mr. Potter to help me develop a reliable power."

Harry looked at him in confusion. Why didn't Hermione tell him that?

Are we really working for Dumbledore?

And Fudge jumped like a rat whose tail was stepped on.

"You really are secretly against me!"

"That's right!" Dumbledore happily admitted.

Fudge stared at Dumbledore in surprise, and the purpose of coming today was to fire Potter.

But I didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly.

"Very well, Weasley, have you written it down?"

"Of course, sir, it will be published in the Daily Prophet tomorrow."

Fudge nodded in satisfaction. "Dumbledore, you will now be escorted to the Ministry of Magic, where you will be formally charged."

"Now, please hand over your wand."

An Auror stepped forward and seized Dumbledore's wand without encountering any resistance.

Fudge became happier, and he thought it was Dumbledore's fear.

"Sorry, Dumbledore, I suddenly don't think you need to go to the Ministry of Magic."

"Again, on behalf of the Minister of Magic, I announce that you will be imprisoned in Azkaban from now on."

Fudge didn't want to make more mistakes. Who knows if Dumbledore's prestige will resolve this crisis after returning to the Ministry of Magic?

"Ugh"

Dumbledore sighed regretfully and glanced at the Elder Wand with a nostalgic look.

"Sorry, Cornelius, I'm afraid you won't be able to judge me."

"You seem to have an illusion that I will be caught without my wand?"

"I don't want to go to Azkaban at all. Of course, I can easily escape, but I have more important things to do."

Fudge stared at Dumbledore with a silly expression.

"Then what do you want to do?"

This sentence made Dumbledore choke. Wasn't it obvious to him?

Though Fudge was confused, the Auror beside him didn't.

Several Aurors moved without a trace, and the two blocked the fireplace.

The others surrounded Fudge.

Professor McGonagall reached into her robe with one hand, but Dumbledore sternly stopped her.

"Minerva, Hogwarts needs you!"

At this time, Fudge also woke up from being stupid and says sharply.

"Dawlish! Shacklebolt! Catch him!"

A silver flash swirled in the room, and the spell cut the desk in front of him in half like a sharp blade.

Dumbledore ducked just sideways.

The other Aurors also used colorful spells, and Professor McGonagall pressed Harry down to prevent him from being affected.