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Just when Ryan and Hermione successfully returned to the common room, Harry was being held by Umbridge towards the headmaster's office. He was arrested after being attacked by Malfoy with the Stumbling Curse.

Harry felt extremely annoyed at this time, because he felt that he was the one who brought those classmates into this dangerous situation. Now he can only silently pray that the others can escape successfully. Just when he was worried, they went to the stone monster.

"Zizbee candy," Umbridge said rhythmically; the stone monster jumped aside, the wall behind split in two, and they walked up the moving stone stairs to the bright gate, which There was a Gryphon knocker, but Umbridge didn't bother knocking on the door, she grabbed Harry tightly, and strode straight in.

The office, where only Professor Dumbledore was usually present, was now crowded with people, except for Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. Fudge was also standing in the headmaster's office with two Aurors, one of them Kingsley, the other he didn't know. In addition to this stood a pimple-faced young wizard with a quill and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, apparently ready to record. Harry only knew that this was a Slytherin student who had graduated last year.

"Okay," Fudge said sarcastically after seeing Harry pulled in by Umbridge, glaring at him angrily, with a schadenfreude expression on his face. "Okay, okay, okay. Look at our little hero."

Harry glared at Fudge angrily, his heart beating fast, but his mind was surprisingly calm and clear. Because he knows that he must be in the best condition at this time to seize the chance of life.

"Then Potter, I think you should know why you're here?" Umbridge was about to say something to show his credit when Fudge had already asked his question. This caused Umbridge to retreat back awkwardly, as if the toad had been watching the plump and juicy fly fly away.

"I—" Harry was about to say directly that he knew how to show his contempt for the Ministry of Magic, when he saw Dumbledore shake his head slightly. The headmaster shook his head very little, no one else saw it, only Harry, who had been staring at Dumbledore, noticed this.

"I don't know." Harry changed his mind immediately, and continued on the line just now.

"I don't know, you don't know why Professor Umbridge brought you to this office?" Fudge's voice rose sharply, and his face flushed. "Don't you realize you've broken the rules? Shouldn't you be ashamed of it?"

"But I really don't know what school rules I'm breaking?" Harry blinked his eyes with an innocent look. Since Dumbledore wouldn't let him admit it, he would now do his best to deny all the accusations. But he still couldn't see how he could have any hope of escaping their punishment.

"You mean there's no illegal student organization in this school?" Fudge said, his tone now full of anger.

"Yeah, that's right," Harry said, with a look of disbelief on his face, like he didn't know anything and was very surprised.

"Lord Minister, please don't listen to his sophistry." Umbridge interjected at this time. "I think if there are witnesses we can figure out what happened very quickly."

Harry's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He remembered that his D.A recruited too many people and too many people, and the turnover was very high. So it's really hard to guarantee that everyone can keep this secret.

After Umbridge left,

The atmosphere in the office was getting tense. Just as Harry could barely hold on, the door opened, and a curly-haired Ravenclaw student was ushered in by Umbridge. Harry recognized the man as Marietta of Ravenclaw, who had come to D.A on Padma's recommendation.

"You did the right thing. The Minister is very pleased with you. He will tell your mother that you are a good girl." Umbridge said to Fudge after comforting Marietta. "The Minister, Marietta's mother, is magic. Mrs Akemore from the Floo Office of the Transport Division - you know, she's helping us keep an eye on the fire at Hogwarts."

Marietta kept her head down after entering the door, because in Europe and the United States this kind of whistle-blowing is recognized as a very despicable behavior. And when she walked into the principal's office, the sense of shame was even stronger, especially when she was stared at by the principal's gentle gaze, she was even a little ashamed and speechless.

After some impatient calls to Marietta and no response, Umbridge put on a disgusting smile and said to Fudge: "That's it, Minister, this Miss Akemore tonight shortly after dinner. Came to my office and told me that if I entered a secret room on the eighth floor, I would find that Harry had established an organization there called Dumbledore's Army, and it was said that this secret room was sometimes called the Room of Requirement. After I got this information, I notified you the first time, and then let her stay in my office for tea, while I went to the Requirement Room with some students who supported my work to arrest Harry."

"You're really secretly planning how to fight me!" Fudge growled. "I didn't expect you to actually organize an army."

"Are you accusing me of this matter alone, um, Miss Marietta's testimony?" Professor Dumbledore asked calmly, looking at Fudge's face. "The evidence is too thin. You can make her say anything you want her to say by threatening the parents of this student."

"No, more than that. We have more evidence," Umbridge said excitedly. "Miss Marietta told me there was a list of incriminating evidence that I had asked Parkinson to get. In addition, I believe that students who are willing to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic will always catch more participants, and then we will be able to piece together enough of the truth."

Hearing Umbridge say these words triumphantly, Harry felt his heart sink and his stomach was filled with lead. It was only now that he thought that he had left a fatal weakness, but the matter had come to this point, he could only choose to grit his teeth and hold on until the end.

Soon, Malfoy came up from downstairs. Umbridge immediately greeted him: "Mr. Malfoy, please show the evidence you just got."

"I'm—sorry." Malfoy bowed his head. "We didn't find that list in the Requirement Room."

"No?" Umbridge's voice sharpened. "How could it not be?"

After repeated cross-examination, Umbridge could only admit that some things were not what they had imagined. So she asked hopefully. "Then did you catch anyone else?"

"Well, I'm really sorry for disappointing you." Malfoy lowered his head lower, as if to hide his head between his knees. "Many of the classmates fell asleep, and they didn't intercept those who escaped."

Just when Malfoy reported that the mission was a complete failure, Ryan took a sip of hot cocoa and asked Hermione, who was sitting opposite: "How did you get those Slytherins? Don't tell me you interrupted them. leg."

"Am I so violent in your eyes?" Hermione rolled her eyes at Ryan: "The soothing aromatherapy you got from the elves last time is really good, and I will condense the one you gave me later. I found that as long as you smell people, you will fall asleep directly. So I just direct some wind to blow the concentrated hypnotic aromatherapy to the place where those people are ambush. This has the advantage that the ingredients in the aromatherapy come from other worlds, and magic is basically used. Can't check it out."

As he was talking, the door opened and Ginny ran in from outside. He should have come back after hiding outside for a while. Ryan and Hermione looked at each other and smiled: it seems they did it successfully before.

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