Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

"Kingsley, help me stop him," Fudge hid behind Kingsley in a panic, pointing at Augustus tremblingly. Before that, he would never forget that the person in front of him is Once killed nearly a hundred dementors alone, slaying a dragon with one hand, the youngest Hogwarts warrior ever. "What are you going to do? Unlawful resisting arrest is a higher crime, Augustus, put down your wand!"

Augustus pointed his silver cane at Marietta, waved it lightly, and the informer, the three big purple characters, gradually disappeared without a trace.Putting the wand back into the robe and sitting in the chair, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of the mouth, "For any lady, this is a bit too much. Of course, it's just a matter of effort."

Marietta looked at her face carefully through the dressing mirror in the principal's office. The dense spots before had all disappeared without a trace, and the refreshing feeling lingered.She never expected that even though she betrayed everyone, Augustus would still be willing to help her. It must be said that she was full of guilt.

"Cough, cough." Unexpectedly, Augustus would actually help the witness get rid of the curse, Fudge coughed twice in embarrassment, then changed his tone, looked at Marietta excitedly, and said kindly, "En , this classmate, since you have no worries, tell me everything you know, don’t worry, I’m here, no one can hurt you. Don’t be afraid, tell me everything.”

Harry gave Fudge a contemptuous look. The guarantees of politicians are really more unreliable than the promises of women.

Still Marietta said nothing, just bowed her head.

Fudge was on the verge of a fit of rage.Umbridge suddenly said directly, "It's okay, Minister, I can speak for her."

"You may recall, Minister, that I reported to you in October that Potter had met many of his fellow students at Hogsmeade's Hogshead—"

"Do you have any evidence for this?" Professor McGonagall interjected.

"I have the testimony of Willie Widsing, Minerva, that he happened to be in the drink at the time. He did have a lot of veils wrapped around him, but his hearing was not damaged at all," said Umbridge, complacently,

"Oh, that's what got him out of the prosecution for the toilet sewage backlash he created!" Professor McGonagall said, raising his eyebrows. "Our judicial system is really eye-opening!"

"Shameless depravity!" roared a portrait of a fat wizard with a red nose on the wall behind Dumbledore's desk. Don't do that!"

"Thank you, Fusco, that's enough." Dumbledore said calmly.

"In any case, the witnesses and evidence are all there, Augustus, I don't know what else you have to argue about?" Fudge looked fiercely at Augustus sitting in the chair, as if looking at a heinous criminal .

"Miss Eckmore," demanded Umbridge, turning to Marietta, evidently grasping Fudge's meaning, "tell us how long these parties go on, dear. You just nod and shake your head." , am I sure that such gatherings have been held regularly during the past six months?"

Harry felt a sudden sinking in his stomach.It's over, they have found the most conclusive evidence, even if they find loopholes, there is no evidence.

"Just nodding and shaking your head, dear," Umbridge coaxed Marietta into saying, "Come on, now."

Everyone in the room was staring at the upper half of Marietta's face.Only her eyes were visible between the pulled-up gown and the curled bangs.Her watery eyes fell silently on Augustus, and then Harry was taken aback - and she shook her head slightly.

Umbridge glanced at Fudge, then at Marietta.

"Don't worry about Augustus, he won't pose any threat to you, as long as you tell the truth! Come, look at me! Tell the truth!"

Marietta turned to Umbridge, and shook her head firmly again.

"What do you mean by shaking your head, dear?" said Umbridge angrily.

"I think she means pretty well," said Professor McGonagall sternly, "that there haven't been any secret meetings in the last six months. Is that so, Miss Ackmore?"

Marietta nodded.

"But there's a party tonight!" said Umbridge fumingly. "There was a party, Miss Ackmore, you told me about, in the Room of Requirement! Why do you keep shaking your head, girl?"

"Well, usually when people shake their heads," said Professor McGonagall grimly, "they mean 'no.' So unless Miss Ackmore was using a body language that no human wren could—"

Professor Urmridge grabbed Marietta, turned her hard to face him, and began shaking her violently.In the blink of an eye, Augustus was on his feet again, and Dumbledore raised his wand; Kingsley rushed up, and Umbridge jumped back, letting go of Marietta, her hands in the air. Waving in the air, like being scalded.

"I think, the senior investigator of the Ministry of Magic can treat a school student roughly like this. Who gave you the right? Dolores." Augustus slowly put his wand into the robe, and the gentle face appeared for the first time Get angry. "Anyway, now, this lady is no longer needed here, so put her back."

Umbridge glanced at Fudge, Fudge nodded slightly calmly, Umbridge then sent Marietta out, since this witness is unwilling to reveal more things, if forced, no matter It's not a glorious thing for the Ministry of Magic, or the minister himself, so it's just a matter of going with the flow.

"Dolores," said Fudge, with an air of wanting to settle the matter once and for all, "tonight's party—we're sure we'll have this party—"

"Yes," Umbridge said calmly, "Yes?? That's right, Montague and I personally went to the eighth floor through the monitoring of the recording crystal, so that we could catch those who attended the party on the spot. But, it seems They were forewarned before I arrived, because they were running around when we got to the eighth floor. But that's all right. I have their names."

To Harry's horror, she pulled out of her pocket the list pinned to the wall of the Room of Requirement and handed it to Fudge.

"That's great," said Fudge, with a big smile on his face. "That's great, Dolores. Let me see?? My God??"