Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"So it is." Fudge looked at Marietta kindly, "Honey, you are very brave, and your actions are very correct.

Would you like to tell me what happened at the party?What is the purpose?Who are the members? "

Marietta still covered her face nervously and shook her head, unwilling to say a word.

She just told Umbridge about the existence of the Room of Requirement, and her face became like this. If she reveals a few more words, who knows if it will be disfigured.

"Have we broken the spell to deal with this? The one that can make her speak normally." Fudge was a little impatient. If the witness had this kind of virtue, it would be better not to have one, at least it wouldn't hurt her eyes.

"Not yet." Umbridge said with some embarrassment, "But it doesn't matter if she doesn't speak up. We didn't gain nothing today."

As she said that, she turned her head and looked at Aaron who was sitting on the chair and masturbating the dragon, "Mr. Gaius, can you explain why you appeared in the Room of Requirement?"

"This... can I not say it?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Okay!" Aaron sighed, "The reason why I'm there is simply to practice Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Aaron." Fudge gave him a warning look, "I hope you're honest."

"I know what I'm talking about, Mr. Minister." Aaron said neither humble nor overbearing, "I admit that I may have made some mistakes, but I don't want to be like this either!

Professor Umbridge, the senior investigator you sent, she only taught us theory in Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

"That's systematic teaching." Umbridge interrupted. "It's for your sake. The class is to prepare for the exam, and it has also passed the education order issued by the Ministry of Magic."

"But half of the owls exams faced by fifth-year wizards are practical." Aaron said directly, "If you don't let us use magic in class, it is tantamount to a death sentence for our practical exams."

"Mr minister, you should know what the owls mean for fifth graders?

This is related to students' future career choices, and failing Defense Against the Dark Arts will make many people lose the opportunity to choose. "

Fudge blinked, speechless for a moment.

Does he know?Of course he knew, but in order to prevent Dumbledore from cultivating the power to deal with him, he had no choice but to do so.

It is definitely worth sacrificing the future of a small number of children in exchange for a Minister for Magic who can bring prosperity and peace to the wizarding world.

Besides, if he failed the exam just because he didn't take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class for a year, then the kid himself is not very good, and he is not considered a waste of talent.

Umbridge seemed to sense the embarrassment of his immediate boss, and pointed at Aaron with wide eyes, "Gaius, are you doubting the decision of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Of course not." Aaron waved his hand, "To be honest, I wrote a letter to my family after knowing your teaching method."

"What did Vico say?" Fudge asked immediately. He didn't care whether Aaron doubted the decision of the Ministry of Magic, but if the Gaius family had an opinion, it would be difficult to resolve it.

"My dad's not here, it's my uncle who received the letter." Aaron began to talk nonsense seriously, "He means that the decision-making of the Ministry of Magic has nothing to do with him, but I must pass the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. o, otherwise..."

Aaron paused for two seconds, his eyes were slightly red, and there was grievance and grief in his voice, "Minister Fudge, our family rules are relatively strict, if my Defense Against the Dark Arts exam fails to meet the requirements, then I will never go back on vacation. There is no good fruit to eat."

"You, you..." Umbridge clutched his chest angrily, "Nonsense, Hogwarts' letter delivery channels are under strict surveillance, I didn't know you had delivered letters home."

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean you don't have it." Aaron curled his lips contemptuously, "I'm using Hogsmeade's delivery channel, no matter how powerful your senior investigator is, you won't be able to stretch your hand so far!

Coincidentally, my Uncle Jeans happened to know someone in Hogsmeade, so asking him to help deliver a letter is still against the law? "

Hearing this, Umbridge's face twitched, and Fudge felt a headache.

And everyone else is holding back their laughter, except of course Marietta, who is hopeless now.

"Because of my uncle's letter, I have higher requirements for Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But even so, I didn't object to Professor Umbridge. Instead, I found a place to train secretly in private, just to avoid embarrassing her.

But I didn't expect that I was training as usual today, and the door of the Room of Requirement was blasted open by the Blasting Curse.

I myself was brought here by Umbridge in a daze before I knew what was going on. "

"Minister Fudge, I admit that I violated the school rules, but it's more or less excusable." Aaron continued, "Besides, we have an agreement. During school, my Defense Against the Dark Arts class is up to me. , she has no right to intervene."

Fudge:  …

As if being hit hard, Umbridge waited for a while before showing a hypocritical sneer, "This is just your one-sided statement."

"If necessary, Jins can come and testify for me."

Umbridge looked at Aaron in astonishment, not understanding where he had such a thick skin to say such a thing.

Jinns is Aaron's uncle in name, but in fact he is the steward of the Gaius family. To put it bluntly, he is a servant.

How credible is the servant's testimony to his young master?

"You, I don't know as much as you." Umbridge said, suppressing his anger, and then changed his tone in a second, "Minister, you should remember that I reported to you last year that Gaius and Potter and their party at Hogsmeade's Hog's Head pub with many of their classmates."

"Do you have proof?" Professor McGonagall demanded.

"I have the testimony of Willie Wiedersing, and he happened to be drinking in it at the time." Umbridge seemed to feel the joy of the senior investigator's power again, and his face was full of complacency, "Although he wrapped himself It was tighter, but it didn't hinder his hearing, he heard their conversation, and then rushed to the school to report to me."

"Oh!" Professor McGonagall seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly realized: "That's why the Ministry of Magic exempted him from the prosecution of causing toilet sewage to flood back. Our judicial system is really an eye-opener!"

"Shameful depravity." A portrait behind Dumbledore scolded. "In our day, the Ministry of Magic never made deals with despicable criminals, and they would never do so."

"Thank you, Fusco," said Dumbledore.

"Perhaps it's the criminal's confession from the bottom of his heart, and he wants to take credit for his crime!" Aaron said inappropriately.

"Yes, that's it," said Fudge.

Fusco made him a little bit embarrassed, obviously scolding him for his inaction during his administration, but it is another matter if criminals make meritorious deeds.

Umbridge snorted softly, and then looked at Aaron meaningfully, "The gathering of these students is because Potter wants to persuade them to join an illegal group, with the goal of learning some spells that the Ministry of Magic finds inappropriate."

"There is such a thing." Aaron said shyly, "But it was only after we got together that Professor Umbridge decided to ban all clubs with more than three people.

It's a bit of a time difference, but we weren't breaking Ministry of Magic rules at the time. "

Umbridge opened his mouth, and after a few seconds of silence, he looked at Aaron gloatingly, "Widersing also mentioned to me that Gaius, you seem to admit that you saw the resurrection of the mysterious man in front of them. "

Fudge's eyes narrowed, and his voice became harsh, "Is there such a thing?"

"How should I say it?" Aaron frowned slightly, "The situation at that time..."

"Did you just say that there is such a thing?" Umbridge asked aggressively.

She still knew about Fudge, as long as Aaron dared to admit it, Fudge would definitely turn against him.

At that time, if she wants to clean up Aaron, she won't have to worry about anything.

Shut up in confinement, writing a sentence for a month, and she couldn't swallow the futility she had suffered during this time without leaving a few scars on his arm.

"There is such a thing, but..."

"Haha." Umbridge just laughed out loud when he heard the word 'but', his heart skipped a beat, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

"But what?" asked Fudge.

"Mr. Minister, are you sure you want me to speak here?"

"It's right here, right now, there's nothing to hesitate." Fudge's voice was a little urgent, and he would really be worried if he didn't understand Aaron's position.

"Okay!" Aaron shrugged, turning his head to look at Umbridge, whose face was as blue as if he had eaten a dead fly, "I don't know Widersing, but he should tell you that I also said something at the time: I would never admit to the Dark Lord's resurrection outside the Hog's Head."

Fudge frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"Put an advertisement." Aaron said without blushing and panting, "I don't know if the mysterious man has been resurrected, but the resurrection of the mysterious man will undoubtedly become the motivation for students to study.

After all, I'm a minor, so it shouldn't hurt to say a few jokes! "

"Is this... a joke?" Percy asked in astonishment.

"Why not? I've never admitted that kind of nonsense in public." Aaron said bluntly, "Senior Percy, do you dare to say that you didn't say you wanted to be the Minister of Magic?"

Percy:  …

Fuck!What resentment and hatred!Want to trap me to this point?

He had an idea for that position, but saying that in front of the current Minister of Magic would be a dead end.

Sure enough, several black lines clearly appeared on Fudge's forehead.

I'm not dead yet, you want to seize the throne, it's a big treason, that's it.

There was also a stern look in Umbridge's eyes. She had worked so hard for Fudge for so many years, didn't she just want to get better and get the second position?

Unexpectedly!Now there is actually one more competitor, it is unbearable!

Percy felt two strong malice, and immediately opened his mouth to defend: "Don't talk nonsense, I just..."

"Are you kidding me?" Aaron teased.

"I, I..." Percy stammered, "I just want to be a great figure dedicated to the wizarding world like the Minister one day, and I have no other intentions."

"I don't doubt that." Aaron said with a smile, and then looked at Fudge, "I believe Mr. Minister should understand what I mean, I am different from Harry Potter, I have never said a word in public Words against the Ministry of Magic."

Fudge nodded blankly, although he was angry, he was also slightly relieved.

It seems that the other party is still neutral, which is enough, at least not an enemy.

"Minister, I..." Umbridge hesitated to speak.

"Okay, I know what you're going to say." Fudge said helplessly, "I believe Mr. Gaius has no objection to the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge was still a little reconciled, but Fudge had already stated her position. She didn't dare to disobey her immediate boss's intentions, so she could only change the subject.

"The "No.20 No. [-] Education Order" has been implemented for nearly six months. Even if their first gathering was not illegal, the subsequent gatherings must be illegal."

"Well." Dumbledore smiled politely, "I don't deny this statement, but what evidence do you have to prove that there was such a gathering later?

If I'm not mistaken, Professor Umbridge, you seem to have only caught Mr. Gaius in the Room of Requirement! "

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "There may be some accidents in this arrest operation, but we have witnesses, why do you think Miss Eckmore appeared here?"

"Wait." Aaron interjected, with a bewildered expression on his face, "Sorry to interrupt, Professor Umbridge, you don't think we've organized a party for six months, do you?"

"Dare you say no?" Umbridge asked rhetorically.

"Of course not. We haven't organized any gatherings since the implementation of the No. 20 No. [-] Education Order."

"Hahaha, Mr. Gaius, it doesn't count if you say this." Umbridge looked at Marietta with a smile, "Miss Aikemo, they have organized several such gatherings in the past few months ?”

Marietta didn't speak immediately, just looked at Aaron through the gap of sight, but after noticing his look of confidence, she felt panicked.

"Well, it seems that it is difficult for you to speak.

Let me change the question, have such gatherings been held regularly in the past six months?

You can just nod or shake your head, I'm sure that won't activate the jinx. "

Marietta struggled for a while, then nodded with difficulty.

"Ridiculous." Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "Minister Fudge, is this how the Ministry of Magic works? A false accusation without any evidence?"

"Arrogance," said Umbridge. "Isn't Miss Ackmore's face a proof?"

"Who knows if she drank the wrong potion." Aaron replied directly, "I suggest that Professor Snape check his storage room carefully. There may be a bottle or two missing there."

"I didn't." Marietta wept aggrievedly, "I didn't drink the potion, I really didn't."

"Well, seeing that you didn't lie in your estimation, maybe something else really happened!" Aaron turned his face away with some disgust. "I can heal your face, but it really doesn't count as proof."