Chapter 375： Bend

Until dawn Mike didn't wait for Penello's response, but just as he was playing with coins boringly, the door of Umbridge's office was knocked once again.

"Please come in."

Accompanied by a crisp sound from Katz, the door of the room was opened, and the one who came in turned out to be the striker who had been entrusted with the wand by Mike.

It's just that the puncher's current mental state doesn't look very optimistic.

I saw that his eye bags were puffy, and there was a deep dark circle around him, looking very tired.

What's even more exaggerated is that at this moment, he is still holding Mike's blackthorn wand. Seeing his respectful manner with his hands raised up, Mike is a little embarrassed.

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

The batter said half-deadly.

A smile appeared on Mike's face instantly.

Due to Dumbledore’s absence, the principal’s office at Hogwarts has been closed. But now that Umbridge let himself go to the principal's office, then the truth of the matter is already clear.

Dumbledore, back!

"Yes, let's go!"

Mike left the room first and walked towards the principal’s office, while the older batter continued to hold his wand and slowly followed behind him.

waited until Mike listened at the entrance of the principal’s office. After a while, the batter came to Mike, panting, facing the monster stone statue at the door of the room, panting and saying:

"Milk...cream mousse!"

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

Mike stepped forward, winding up the stairs.

It didn't take long for a door knocker with a lion eagle beast appeared in front of him.

Mike pulled the door knocker gently, until Dumbledore’s familiar voice came from inside, Mike opened the door and walked in.

As soon as 　　 entered the door, a heat wave hit his face.

I saw 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-foot table 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 constantly wiping his bare forehead with his handkerchief, but he didn't mean to leave by the fireplace at all.

Mike guessed that he should be very nervous and wanted to use the high temperature of the fireplace to hide the fact that he was so nervous that he was sweating.

And beside him, Percy Weasley with freckles and glasses was walking around the corner excitedly, holding a quill pen and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, obviously ready at any time recording.

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

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

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

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

"Obviously, the evidence that the Ministry of Magic has 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 they think they will not be used when such accidents happen frequently. I should be locked up, but I should be released to use the residual heat."

Dumbledore blinked mischievously at Mike, and then looked at Fudge by the fireplace with a questioning look.

"So, after discussing with the Wizengamore Council and the Merlins, I was released again! Am I right? Fudge."

Fudge didn't speak, but stared at Dumbledore viciously, while Percy beside him was writing dutifully.

"Ahem!"

At this time, a cough caught everyone's attention, and Umbridge raised his head slightly and said arrogantly to Mike through his nostrils:

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

Hearing this, Mike glanced over his head, pretending to be meditating for a while, and then slowly said in an uncertain tone:

"Because I call you a toad?"

As soon as Snape and Dumbledore's mouths were raised, the portraits on the wall were laughing unscrupulously, while Umbridge stared at Mike with wide-eyed eyes.

Her lips trembled, as if she wanted to continue to say something, but Fudge on the side spoke first.

"Mike, we are all old acquaintances, there is no need to engage in these falsehoods. To be honest, the mistake you made this time is very serious. You set up an illegal organization in Hogwarts, attacked professors, and resisted the Ministry of Magic...; Either one is enough for us to expel you from Hogwarts or even imprison you in Azkaban. So, be honest, as long as you tell everything you know, it depends on our previous friendship. I promise to treat you lightly."

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

But waiting for his answer is...

"I think you may have made a mistake. I don't think I violated any Ministry of Magic regulations. Oh! If Umbridge is like a toad and also breaks the law, then I am indeed guilty."

"What did you say?" Fudge looked at Mike incredulously, "Do you still find sophistry useful?"

Mike shrugged helplessly, which made Fudge even more angry.

"Minister, I don't think we need to dare with him anymore." Umbridge grinned and walked up. "We have other witnesses, and he has already said everything."

"Really? That's great!"

Fudge patted his hand, and then looked at Dumbledore unkindly, and the latter shrugged just as Mike did before.

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

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

"Ron Weasley, he and Neville Longbottom were spotted by us near the eighth floor. After some persuasion, Kid Ron told us all about the illegal assembly last night. Needless to say, he is one of the few good boys at Hogwarts, and he was extremely cooperative throughout the inquiry process, and sometimes even took the initiative to confess some interesting things." Umbridge used her delicately. The disgusting voice said slowly, "Oh! By the way! I almost forgot! His brother Percy Weasley is your assistant, that's the one over there!"

Everyone in the office looked at Ron as soon as he said this, even the portraits on the wall.

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

Seeing that Ron's head was lowered, and there were crystal teardrops falling on the ground like broken pearls.

"Aha! This is really great!" Fudge slapped Percy, who was recording, staggered, "Percy, your two brothers are really good!"

"Where and where, my brother Ron has always been very good. By the way, he is still the prefect of Gryffindor. He has told me that the minister he admires most is you. It is precisely that he will be able to one day Following you, he will work so hard."

Fudge was not weak, Percy sneered and bowed to Fudge and Umbridge while rubbing his arm.

"Really? Hahahaha! This is really great!" Fudge laughed, "What an interesting young man! Well, when he graduates, I will give him a job opportunity. Um! This Weasley You can write it down, and you can remind me if I forget then! Hahaha!"

"Hey! Thank you Minister!"

Percy and Fudge were talking and laughing by the fireplace, but Ron, who had been bowing his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fudge and Percy with hatred.

And the moment he looked up, Mike also saw his face clearly.

On his face, a series of dense purple pustules have crawled over his nose and cheeks, showing the word ‘snatcher’, which made Ron’s originally low-looking appearance even worse!

"Merlin's beard..."

Both Fudge and Percy were taken aback by this, and they took a step back together.

"Ahem! Okay, these are not important!" Umbridge gave a light cough and pressed Ron's raised head down again, "The key point is Ron's testimony!"

Umbridge opened a manual,

"According to Ron, shortly after school started, Mike used the name of the'Defense Against the Dark Arts team' to convene a large number of people in the Hogshead Bar in Hogsmeade Village, and then periodically illegally held it in the responsive room. Rally, according to Ron, this kind of rally has been going on for almost a whole year!"

"Ha! Mike! What else can you say now!"

Fudge jumped in excitement and touched the fireplace behind him, and then a burning smell came out.

Percy hurried forward to help Fudge extinguish the flame on his robe.

Mike didn't reply, but looked at Ron.

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

And just so, Ron, with blushing eyes and herpes, also looked at Mike at the moment.

The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and Ron's face was full of shame, but Mike didn't have the desire to look at him, and quickly moved his eyes away.

Ron's expression became more ugly when he saw it, and tears kept streaming from his flushed eyes.

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

While talking, Ron rolled up his sleeves, and saw that there were a few welt marks irregularly printed on his white arm at this moment.

The whip marks were very light, and it could be seen that Umbridge had given Ron medicine before taking Ron here, but it was a pity that Umbridge obviously did not have Madam Pomfrey's medical skills, and he could not let Ron. The scars disappeared completely.

All the people in the office exploded. Everyone looked at Umbridge and Ron's arms dumbfounded.

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

"How dare you do this to Hogwarts students!"

"You vicious woman, you should be torn apart to feed the dragon!"

"What Mike said is right, you are a toad, or a poisonous one!"

……

Umbridge’s expression was ugly as he heard the curses coming from around him, but she still had to keep smiling at the moment because Fudge was also looking at her with shocked eyes.

"Minister, let me explain..."

Umbridge was only halfway through, and Professor McGonagall interrupted:

"What else can you explain? You see for yourself! This is a good thing you do? Torture the students and then force them to say what you want them to say?"

I don't know when, Professor McGonagall has already taken off Ron's coat, and saw that his thin body is covered with a lot of faint scars.

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

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

Percy on the side was dumbfounded. He grew up looking at his scarred brother, his eyes became a little red At the same time, he tremblingly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch it. Ron's wound, but was avoided by the latter.

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

"It looks like there are some scum in your team, Fudge." Dumbledore frowned and looked at Fudge with a serious face. "Abusing students, beating them, framing and fabricating evidence, I think these charges are enough to kill her. It's locked into Azkaban!"

After saying this, he looked at Umbridge again, his eyes were rarely full of anger.

"I have never seen anyone with a dirty heart like you, Umbridge, I promise you will pay the price, I will do what I say!"

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

Then she turned her pleading gaze to Fudge, but the latter silently turned her head away.

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

Fudge slowly turned his head back, Umbridge saw it as if he had grabbed the last straw and shouted:

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