People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

A male wizard in red robes pointed to the other side of the hall.

"I see," said Fudge vaguely, in his vertically striped pajamas beneath his robes. "Here - oh - my Merlin -"

He had just seen Voldemort's defeat at the hands of Dumbledore, but this very scene revealed that he had been deceiving himself for a whole year!

"Why are they here?" Fudge pointed at the students who were resting and recovering in the corner, walking around the hall breathlessly, "What on earth is going on?"

Dumbledore left the pool and came to where the golden statue's head had fallen, and whispered, "Mentos!"

Fudge turned around and stared at Dumbledore. "Listen to me! Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore ignored him, bent down, picked up the statue's head, and pressed it into Harry's hands.

"No one has permission to use the portkey! You, you--" Fudge roared angrily, and no one around him spoke to tell him that this was the time to

How to do it.

Dumbledore looked at him sternly and said to him calmly, "You need to evacuate Umbridge from Hogwarts, and stop going around arresting my professor of Care of Magical Creatures!"

Fudge's voice faltered, his eyes widened, his round face flushed even redder beneath his messy hair.

Dumbledore turned his back to him and took out a pocket watch and looked at it. "Of course you can contact me at Hogwarts and write the headmaster so that I can receive it."

Fudge looked at Dumbledore and several students in silence as the Order of the Phoenix placed their hands on the Portkeys and disappeared.

Avro's feet hit solid ground and she looked around to see that they were back in Dumbledore's office.

During the time the principal was away, everything in the office was the same as before, or even more exquisite.

"Oh, you may need to be examined by Madam Pomfrey." Dumbledore looked at the people with crooked eyes and lame legs, frowned slightly, turned his head and said to the portrait of Phineas Nigellus, "Please call Madam Pomfrey."

Nigellus stretched his arms as if he had just woken up, stood up and walked towards the portrait that was still sleeping next to him, and gradually disappeared into the office.

"Professor Dumbledore." Avro pulled a crumpled Fawkes out of his robes and handed it to him.

"Don't worry, Fox has just reverted to his juvenile form."

Dumbledore lifted Fawkes and placed him on his usual perch.

Harry was still confused, but he seemed to understand something. This seemed to be Dumbledore's plan. "So Percy and Avro were not caught at all?"

"No, I was caught." Percy told them with a bitter face how he deliberately angered Nott and pretended to be injured.

"Is your blood fake?" Ron poked the bleeding wound with his finger in surprise.

Percy gasped in pain, "Now it's really gone!"

"Is all this your plan?" Hermione pushed away the two people who were screaming in front of her and looked at Dumbledore and Afro solemnly.

Dumbledore's smile was lightly warm, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked calm and unhurried.

"Yes, this is my plan." He turned his back and silently looked at the light green color on the horizon.

It's almost dawn.

"Forgive me, Harry," he said. "I used your dreams to orchestrate Percy's arrest and Avro's disappearance, just to ensure that you succeeded in getting the prophecy."

Harry didn't know how to describe his feelings right now.

Angry? Because they were using him? Using Aphrodite and Percy's safety as bargaining chips?

It doesn't matter? Because all this is forced by circumstances?

"We know nothing about this plan!" Sirius raised his hands and stood aside with Harry as if to prove his innocence.

"Yes, Sirius said something happened to Percy. It was so funny when Aphrodite disappeared and scared us to death!" Tonks patted her chest with lingering fear, and her hair changed color.

Lupin comforted Harry while looking at them worriedly. "Afterwards, Snape found a way to contact us and said that you and Hermione took Umbridge to the Forbidden Forest and flew away on the Thestrals."

"Well, it's all over." Moody limped on one leg and opened the door to let Madam Pomfrey in. "Heal me first."

Madam Pomfrey looked at the room full of wounded people and put the tray heavily on the table. "Enough said, don't over-train the students. They still need to grow!"

Members of the Order of the Phoenix have captured many Death Eaters. They are also busy comforting the prisoners' injuries, and it would be best if some of them could be declared incurable!

"Today is such a thrilling day!" Sirius said with emotion, putting his arm around Lupin's shoulders.

"We should go!" Moody shouted gruffly.

They waved their hands and tried to Apparate from Hogwarts, then stood in front of the fireplace staring at each other.

"So you don't bring Floo powder when you go out?" Kingsley took out the small cloth bag tremblingly, and Sirius grabbed a handful without hesitation.

After Madam Pomfrey finished her examination, everyone present needed to be hospitalized for observation.

The next day, The Daily Prophet, The Quibbler and the Yam Club founded by Avro jointly announced Fudge's latest decree.

[Dumbledore is reinstated as the headmaster, along with all honors... Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, confirms that He Who Must Not Be Named has returned. Minister Fudge feels deeply guilty for his previous ignorant actions, and will resign from all positions effective immediately. The daily work of the Ministry of Magic will be handled by Rufus Scrimgeour -]

Avro sat between Draco and Theodore's beds, holding up the new edition of the newspaper and reading aloud what was inside.

This group of people used the excuse that they were patients to ask me to pour water for them and read the news to them.

They even said that if Afulo dared to keep silent about the matter and put himself in danger next time, they would lock him up.

"They also posted Harry's previous interview." Ron looked unhappily at Afro who was snatched away by two little snakes.

"Dad sold it to them for a good price." Luna held The Quibbler upside down and didn't take part in their fight.

Hermione sat up, her mouth cracking in pain from her ribs, "How was school?"

"Professor Flitwick is cleaning up the swamp, and the students from the investigation team are going to the Forbidden Forest to search for Umbridge."

Afro lowered her head to peel the apple, cut it into small pieces, and handed it to Draco's mouth with a fork.

“This is not my kind of apple.”

Afro looked at the red apple peel in the trash can and smiled kindly, "Eat it, or eat it."