Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

In my impression, she seemed to be the one who always surrounded Zhang Qiu and smiled foolishly.

But now he just lowered his head and covered his face tightly with the sleeves of his robe.

"Minister, this is Marietta. Her mother is Madam Edgemore. She helps us monitor the Floo Network at Hogwarts."

"Don't be afraid, dear. Tell me what you saw."

Umbridge spoke in a pretentiously gentle manner, and Fudge smiled triumphantly and spoke enthusiastically.

"Very good! Very good! Now we can begin."

"Don't be shy, keep your head up, and let's—Oops! A running gargoyle!"

As Fudge gently coaxed Marietta to drop her hands, he jumped back with horror on his face and almost fell into the fireplace.

Umbridge, Kingsley, an unknown Auror, and Percy all rushed forward to help.

I accidentally knocked over the iron rack that held the fire sticks next to the fireplace.

In the principal's office, the clanging sound of iron hitting stone slabs could be heard constantly.

Draco took the opportunity to stare at Marietta, not frightened by the cursed, pus-covered cheeks.

The mind is only enough to deal with the immediate tasks -

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted, he concentrated and silently cast the spell.

Seeing Marietta's eyes gradually change from panic and resistance to emptiness, I secretly felt relieved.

At the same time, he also found that he no longer subconsciously wanted to sneak a peek to observe Harry's reaction.

As I looked around the office,

He clearly noticed that Dumbledore and Kingsley were looking at him with cunning eyes.

He realized that his actions had not escaped the observation of the two men.

After finally calming down the chaos, Umbridge hurried forward.

Noticing that Marietta had stopped crying and no longer covered her face, she hurriedly asked.

"Very good, very good, you are a good girl."

"Tell the Minister of Magic quickly, what is the party you are holding? What is the purpose? Who are the members?"

Marietta just stared blankly and shook her head.

The unexpected reaction caused Fudge and Umbridge's emotions to waver again.

"What do you mean when you shake your head?"

Umbridge asked eagerly, then turned to Fudge.

"Minister, you remember I reported to you,"

"Last October, Porter and a group of students conspired in the Hog's Head Pub to form an illegal secret organization."

"The purpose is to illegally train students in combat, and to learn spells and curses that the Ministry of Magic deems too dangerous -"

"On that point, Dolores, I think you'll soon find out that you're wrong."

Dumbledore interrupted gently, but it only earned jeers from Fudge and Umbridge.

"How is it wrong? Let us hear it, Dumbledore."

"Could it be that the one who showed up that day was Potter's twin brother?"

"Or is it another old-fashioned explanation?"

"What about time displacement, resurrection of the dead, and even invisible Dementors?"

Faced with such malice, Dumbledore still smiled leisurely.

"Oh no, I don't deny it, and I believe Harry won't deny it either, he was in the Hog's Head that day."

"He is also recruiting students to join the Defense Against the Dark Arts practice group."

"What's wrong is that Dolores thought this was illegal. That's absolutely wrong."

Dumbledore paused deliberately before speaking again slowly.

"After all, the Ministry of Magic has regulations prohibiting students from forming groups."

"It's after Harry's Hogsmeade trip, isn't it?"

Draco heard Harry groan.

Obviously seeing the expressions on Fudge and Umbridge's faces, he could hardly hold back his laughter.

Umbridge was the first to regain her composure and tried to explain.

"Even if the first gathering was not illegal, the subsequent actions were definitely illegal, right?"

Dumbledore raised his hands again, clasped them before him, and looked at Umbridge and Fudge gently.

“If there was any gathering after that, it would definitely be illegal.”

"But do you have any evidence of these gatherings?"

As Dumbledore spoke, Marietta's expression seemed to change again.

Draco clearly saw Kingsley blink his left eye at him again.

"Evidence? You weren't listening? What do you think Miss Edgemore is doing here?"

Umbridge spoke arrogantly, but Dumbledore just smiled in response.

"I thought she just said there was a party tonight?"

Umbridge snorted, turned to Marietta and asked coldly.

"You can simply nod or shake your head, dear."

“Have they been meeting regularly over the past six months?”

Draco gritted his teeth unconsciously.

In a hurry, she only cast a memory spell on Marietta.

But I don't remember whether there was any clear hint to modify my memory.

Inadvertently, his eyes met Harry's during the moment of waiting.

They found that in a split second, they both understood that they were worried about Marietta's recovery.

But they all turned their heads away anxiously, their faces pale.

But Marietta just shook her head firmly.

"In other words, there have been no secret gatherings for the past six months, is that right, Miss Edgecombe?"

Professor McGonagall asked a follow-up question alertly, and Marietta nodded unexpectedly again.

This made Umbridge furious.

"What do you mean? How are you going to explain that there's a party tonight?"

"Tonight! In the Room of Requirement. Potter is the leader, isn't he!"

"Why are you shaking your head! You stupid girl-Ah!!!"

Umbridge said, grabbing Marietta out of control.

He dragged her aside roughly and shook her shoulders vigorously.

This brutal act caused everyone present, except the students, to draw their wands.

In just a blink of an eye, Umbridge screamed and let go of Marietta.

"I will never allow you to use violence against my students, Dolores."

Dumbledore said, his voice cold and angry.

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Umbridge showed a rare nervousness, and even Fudge frowned and glanced at Kingsley.

"You should calm down, Madam Umbridge."

Kingsley spoke calmly, his deep voice naturally having a sense of authority.

Umbridge could only nod awkwardly, but Fudge continued speaking.

"Let's forget about the past. But we can be sure of the party tonight."

“You said you had the list of attendees, didn’t you, Dolores?”

Umbridge seemed encouraged and quickly pulled out a piece of parchment from her robe pocket and handed it over.

"I went into the Room of Requirement after Draco caught Potter."

"We needed evidence, and that room provided it to us."

"As soon as I saw Potter's name on it, I knew what to do."

Fudge took it with a smile, but then his expression changed.

"Good, good...see what they named themselves?"

"Dumbledore's Army."

Dumbledore reached out his hand and took the parchment, then looked up and laughed.

"Well...what do you want me to do?"

“Write a white paper or make a confession in front of these witnesses?”

While speaking, his eyes looked quietly at Harry, Draco and Kingsley.

Umbridge and Fudge were clearly confused, and Harry hadn't gotten into the situation yet either.

But Draco had quickly noticed that Kingsley and Professor McGonagall were exchanging wary glances.

"It's Dumbledore's Army, not Potter's Army. Do you understand?"

Fudge's confused face suddenly turned red and white, and Umbridge opened her mouth wide.

"You recruited these students to be your army?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Tonight should be the first gathering. I want to know how many people are really interested."

"I now know that inviting Miss Edgemore was a mistake."

Marietta nodded and Draco narrowed his eyes.

Apparently, after she cast her memory spell, someone had modified her memory.

"Then you have already planned against me!"

Fudge's roar suddenly broke out, and Dumbledore responded happily.

"Yeah, so what?"

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