Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

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

"Please come in."

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

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

I saw that his eye bags were puffy, and there were deep dark circles around his eyes, and he looked very tired.

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

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

The striker said half-dead.

Hearing that, 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 had let himself go to the principal's office, the truth of the matter was already clear.

Dumbledore is back!

"Okay, let's go!"

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

It wasn't until the door of the principal's office that Mike listened, and after a while, the striker came to Mike panting, facing the monster stone statue at the door of the room and said out of breath:

"Milk...cream mousse!"

Hearing the words, the stone monster statue jumped to the side, and the wall behind it cracked, revealing the moving stone stairs inside.

Mike stepped forward and meandered up the stairs.

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

Mike gently knocked on the door, and it was not until Dumbledore's familiar voice came from inside that Mike opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I walked in the door, a wave of heat hit me.

I saw a dozen people standing in twos and threes in the spacious headmaster's office, among them Dumbledore, a bald black wizard and a strong man who was obviously an Auror were standing behind the eagle-footed table and talking.

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

He looked hot, and was wiping his naked forehead with a handkerchief, but he had no intention of leaving the fireplace.

Mike guessed that he must be very nervous, and wanted to hide the fact that he was sweating with the heat of the fireplace.

Beside him, Percy Weasley with freckles and glasses was walking excitedly around the corner, holding a quill and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, obviously ready to go Record.

The few remaining people gathered not far from the gate. They were Professor Snape, Professor Umbridge, Professor McGonagall, Ron and Neville, and a few Slytherin students who were in charge of 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 here did not continue to pretend to be asleep this time, but instead stared at everyone in the office seriously.

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

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

"Clearly the Ministry of Magic doesn't have enough evidence. Although they can lock me up and slowly gather or fabricate evidence,

But there are still many people who feel that my old bones are still useful, and think that when such accidents happen frequently, I should not be locked up, but should be released to use the residual heat. "

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

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

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

"Cough cough!"

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

"Mike, do you know what's wrong with you?"

Hearing that, Mike glanced over and pretended to think hard for a while before slowly saying in an uncertain tone:

"Is it because I scolded you for looking like a toad?"

The corners of Snape's and Dumbledore's lips, who were originally serious-looking, all rose when these words came out, the portraits on the wall laughed unbridled, and Umbridge glared at Mike with wide-eyed eyes.

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

"Mike, we are already old acquaintances, there is no need to make these falsehoods. To be honest, you made a serious mistake this time. You set up an illegal organization in Hogwarts, attacked the professor, and rebelled against the Ministry of Magic...; here Either one is enough for us to expel you from Hogwarts or even put you in Azkaban. So, let's be honest, as long as you tell everything you know, it's our previous friendship I promise I'll take it easy on you."

After speaking, Fudge looked at Mike with his arms folded over his chest, looking extremely confident.

But waiting for his answer is...

"I think you might be mistaken. I don't think I've broken any of the Ministry's rules. Oh! If Umbridge breaks the law like a toad, then I do."

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

Mike shrugged helplessly, which made Fudge even more angry.

"Minister, I don't think we need to hang out with him anymore." Umbridge stepped forward with a grinning smile. "We have other witnesses, and he has already told everything."

"Really? That's great!"

Fudge clapped his hands, and then looked at Dumbledore maliciously, and the latter shrugged like 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 the moment Umbridge's hand touched Ron's shoulder, Ron shuddered violently.

"Ron Weasley, he and Neville Longbottom were found near the eighth floor by us. After some persuasion, little Ron told us about the illegal assembly last night. No Not to mention, he is one of the few good boys at Hogwarts, and he was extremely cooperative during the entire inquiry process, and sometimes even took the initiative to explain some interesting things." Umbridge used her sweet and charming voice. 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.

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

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

"Aha! This is really good!" Fudge excitedly slapped Percy, who was recording beside him, and stumbled, "Percy, you two brothers are really good!"

"Where, my brother Ron has always been very good. By the way, he is also the prefect of Gryffindor, and he told me that the one he admires most is the Minister. Following you, he will work so hard."

Fudge had a lot of strength, and Percy smirked and bowed to Fudge and Umbridge while rubbing his arm.

"Really? Hahahaha! That's really good!" Fudge laughed. "What an interesting young man! Well, I'll give him a job when he graduates. Hmm! This Weasley You can write it down and you can remind me if I forget it! Hahaha!"

"Hey! Thank you, Minister!"

Percy and Fudge were chatting and laughing beside the fireplace, but Ron, who had lowered his head when he heard the words, suddenly raised his head and looked at Fudge and Percy with hatred.

And just as he looked up, Mike could see his face clearly.

I saw that on his face, a series of dense purple pustules had crawled over his nose and cheeks, showing the word 'informer', which made Ron's low appearance even worse!

"Merlin's beard..."

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

"Cough! Well, none of these matters!" Umbridge coughed lightly and pressed Ron's raised head down again, "The point is the testimony of Ron!"

Umbridge opened a manual,

"According to Ron, shortly after school started, Mike gathered a large group of people in the Hogsmeade pub in the name of the 'Defence Against the Dark Arts' team, and then periodically illegally held in the On Demand Room. The rallies, according to Ron, have been going on for almost a year!"

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

Fudge jumped back excitedly and slammed into the fireplace behind him, and then a scorching smell came out.

Percy on the side hurried forward to help Fudge put out the flames on his robes.

Mike didn't answer, but looked at Ron.

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

And it just so happened that Ron, whose eyes were red and her face covered with herpes, also looked at Mike at the moment.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, and 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 was 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 like crazy, woohoo!"

As he spoke, Ron rolled up his sleeves, and saw a few whip marks irregularly printed on his white arm.

The welts are very light, and it can be seen that Umbridge has given Ron medicine before bringing Ron here, but unfortunately Umbridge obviously does not have the medical skills of Madam Pomfrey, and he failed to make Ron The scars completely disappeared.

This time the whole office was blown up, and everyone stared at Umbridge and Ron's arms in astonishment.

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

"How dare you do this to the students of Hogwarts!"

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

"Mike boy is right at all, you are a toad, and the poisonous kind!"

...

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

"Minister, listen to my explanation..."

Umbridge's words were only halfway through when Professor McGonagall interrupted:

"What else do you have to explain? See for yourself! That's what you do? Torment students and force them to say what you want them to say?"

I don't know when, Professor McGonagall had taken off Ron's coat, only to see that there were a lot of faint scars on his thin body.

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 the torture he said was more painful than Ron!

Percy, who was beside him, was already stunned. He opened his mouth and looked at his bruised brother, his eyes turning a little red.

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

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

"It looks like you have some scum in your team, Fudge." Dumbledore looked at Fudge with a frown and a serious face, "Student abuse, subjugation, false accusation, and fabrication of evidence, I think these charges are enough to convict her. Imprisoned in Azkaban!"

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

"I've never seen someone as dirty as you are at heart, Umbridge, I promise you'll pay for it, I'll 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, who silently turned his head away.

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

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

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