Unbehaved Hufflepuff

"I don't think the principal will turn a blind eye to this kind of thing."

Umbridge showed a bright smile and said: "Disrespect the Special Investigator of the Ministry of Magic, that is, me. The behavior of the Hogwarts Army is very bad, and the leader needs to be expelled..."

"If we don't become stronger, how can we fight against Voldemort?"

Harry interrupted her and yelled: "Since you became Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, we haven't used..."

"Harry!"

McGonagall immediately interrupted Harry.

Under Harry's puzzled eyes, she sighed heavily.

"No matter what, Umbridge is a professor at Hogwarts. You should not contradict Professor Harry."

Her judgments were always very just.

"I will punish you and your companions to go to the Forbidden Forest to find Professor Hagrid. You will need to face confinement until the end of the term. The specific content will be determined by Hagrid."

After saying this, she also glanced at Percy Weasley who was escorting Harry.

There was pleading in his eyes, and Percy panicked for a moment.

"Are you kidding Minerva?"

Umbridge was obviously dissatisfied with McGonagall's attempt to save Harry. She screamed and said viciously: "Now they have violated the policies set by the Ministry of Magic. This is not a simple confinement." .”

Speaking of this, she directly gave Percy an order: "Since no one recognizes the ownership of this army, we can only let the leader go to Azkaban."

"Oh, and those followers who don't know what is right and wrong, I propose to expel them all!"

Upon hearing this, Percy's hand holding Harry visibly trembled.

"What? Do you have any questions?"

Fudge looked at Percy with a confident smile on his face and asked softly.

"No, Mr. Minister."

The confusion on Percy's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he pushed Harry towards the door.

"and many more!"

There was a strong sense of reluctance in Mag's voice, and she begged: "Connelly, you can do anything you want, I just ask you to let those children go."

Fudge smiled, but his words were very cold: "Principal McGonagall, I declare that you have been dismissed from your post, and you will be relieved of all authority in Hogwarts from now on."

"For the sake of our old friendship, I will not send you to Azkaban."

Mag's face immediately lost expression when she heard this, and she nodded with difficulty.

Fudge smiled with satisfaction when he saw Mag being so obedient.

"I can get what I want myself, I don't need you at all."

He looked down at Mag with a victor's attitude, and the smile on his lips was no longer restrained.

McGonagall knew that there was nothing she could do to protect Harry this time.

She left the office expressionless.

Watching her leave, Fudge sneered, then caught a glimpse of Percy who was still in the office.

"Percy, what are you still doing? Send the prisoner to Azkaban quickly!"

"Sorry, Mr. Minister."

Percy responded before escorting Harry out the door.

There were still a few Aurors around, but it didn't matter.

Connelly sat in the principal's chair and patted the decoration on the armrest comfortably.

After a moment, he stood up slowly and said to Umbridge: "You will be the headmaster of Hogwarts next, so do your best."

Upon hearing this appointment, Umbridge's lips curved up greatly.

"As you command, Mr. Minister."

Fudge hummed a tune with satisfaction and led the Aurors out of the principal's office.

The moment he stepped out of the door, he suddenly saw Percy standing at the corner of the corridor not far away.

Seeing his shocked expression, Fudge sighed.

He stopped using this little trick thirty years ago.

Use a bewildered expression to cover up the fact that you are incompetent.

So cliche.

"Percy Weasley, I think the Department of Magical International Affairs is more suitable for you."

This sentence already hinted to Percy that the job of secretary was not suitable for him.

But Percy didn't seem to hear it, and still looked ahead in astonishment.

How could Fudge endure others ignoring him?

The good mood he had finally accumulated was now very unhappy for him.

"Can't you hear me! Percy Weasley?"

He shouted to Percy in his ministerial style.

But this is still useless.

It was only then that Fudge realized something was wrong.

He came to Percy and followed his gaze.

Lumi, with his eyes wrapped in black cloth, stood here with a smile, the wand in his hand pointed at Fudge.

"Good afternoon, Secretary Fudge."

Lumi's smile was fake.

The moment he saw Lumi, Fudge trembled subconsciously.

At the same time, he also noticed that standing next to Lumi was Harry.

Harry Potter, who had just been sentenced to Azkaban by himself.

"You should know what you did."

Fudge's voice trembled unconsciously, but he still pretended to be calm.

The Aurors also came to Fudge at this time, took out their wands and looked at Lumi warily.

One Auror even said bluntly: "Put down your wand! The person in front of you is the Minister of Magic - Cornelius Fudge!"

Lumi didn't react at all, but still pointed his wand at Fudge.

The young Auror was a little angry and cast a disarming curse directly on Lumi.

Before Fudge could stop him, the red curse hit Lumi.

But it looked like nothing was wrong with Lumi.

"what!"

Suddenly, a round hole appeared in the Auror's chest.

Blood slowly flowed out from the hole, and before the Auror could realize what was going on, his consciousness had already dissipated.

Harry's eyes widened when he saw this scene, and he looked at Lumi with burning eyes.

Because he can do this trick too!

It's just that it's not as powerful as Lumi.

"How dare you kill an Auror!"

Fudge looked at Lumi in disbelief, his inner fear of him reaching its peak.

"Sorry, I have the counter-spell on me all the time."

Lumi shrugged and said, "Anyone who attacks me will be automatically counterattacked by my magic."

"You bullshit!"

An older Auror frowned at Lumi and said loudly, "There is no such magic!"

"It must be your trick!"

Lumi pointed his wand at the Auror and said with a smile: "How about you give it a try? See if my magic is real."

The Auror choked, moved his lips, and stopped talking.

Seeing that he was silent and the other Aurors didn't have the guts to release magic, Lumi pointed the wand at Fudge again.

"Minister Fudge, I think under the current circumstances, it is not a bad thing for Hogwarts to have its own armed force."

He spoke very slowly: "Voldemort has returned, and Azkaban is no longer under the control of the Ministry of Magic."