Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"Weasley, you send an owl to the "Daily Prophet" to deliver a letter, maybe you can catch up with the headlines of tomorrow morning's edition." Fudge danced excitedly, eager to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

He had given up all hope, but he didn't expect Umbridge to give him such a magical twist. Even better, Dumbledore actually admitted that he wanted to harm the Ministry of Magic.

This alone is enough to take him to Azkaban. As for how long he will be locked up, that is still up to him, the minister.

"Wait a minute." Aaron hurriedly stopped Percy, and quietly took back his wand from his pocket, but no one at the scene noticed this.

"Is there any problem, Mr. Gaius?" Fudge looked at Aaron with a bad expression. If he dared to favor Dumbledore at this time, then he could only choose to turn his face.

"Don't get me wrong, Minister Fudge." Aaron smiled and waved his hands, "I won't object to your decision, but I don't want my name to appear in the Daily Prophet.

You know, I don't want to be famous. "

"Oh, no problem, of course no problem.

Weasley, tell the paper, give this article a good polish, you know what to say. "

"Okay, sir, I understand." Percy quickly ran out of the principal's office, and slammed the door behind him.

"Dawlish, Shacklebolt, you two escort Dumbledore to Azkaban.

There awaiting trial on charges of conspiracy and mutiny. "

"Brainless idiot." Aaron complained secretly in his heart, he didn't understand where Fudge got the courage to say such a thing in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore is a great magister at the pinnacle level, and also the White Lord that Voldemort fears the most.

If he is unwilling, let alone a few magisters, even if there are ten times more, he will not be his opponent.

"Ah! I expected to encounter this little trouble." Dumbledore's face didn't change at all, and he even wanted to laugh. "You always seem to have the illusion that I will...how can I say it?"

"Catch it without a fight." Aaron said speechlessly.

"Yes, that's the word.

As I get older, my memory declines a bit. "Dumbledore said, "Connelly, unfortunately, I don't want to go to Azkaban at all.

Of course, I could escape, but it would be a waste of time.

Quite frankly, I still have a ton of other things that I'd rather spend my time on. "

Hearing this, Fudge couldn't believe it.

Dumbledore has always been a nice guy in his impression, but he didn't expect that this nice guy would resist the Ministry of Magic's actions.

Of course, he subconsciously ignored Dumbledore's strength. After all, he had hardly seen Dumbledore do anything since he took office.

"You're going to take on Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores, and me alone?" Fudge sneered. "Do you think it's possible?"

Dumbledore smiled easily, "Unless you force me to."

"He's not alone," said Professor McGonagall, one hand already in his robes, ready to draw his wand.

"No, he's the only one." Dumbledore said seriously, "Minerva, Hogwarts needs you."

"That's enough of you." Fudge drew out his wand. "Grab him."

The next moment, several bright lights flew in the office, and the spell released by the four of Fudge was defeated by Dumbledore lightly.

Explosions sounded one after another, and the whole room kept shaking.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the screams and the sound of falling to the ground were mixed together. When the sound of glass shattering finally stopped, the four of Fudge fell to the ground crookedly.

Professor McGonagall protected Marietta during the chaos, while Aaron retreated to the gate with Abbe in his arms at the moment the battle started.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"The headmaster is really old and strong!" Aaron clapped his hands, "In less than half a minute, the four magisters were dealt with. No wonder Voldemort is so afraid of you!"

The corner of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Gaius."

"Minerva, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Professor McGonagall said and pulled Marietta up. This Ravenclaw had never seen such a scene before, his face was extremely pale, and he was too scared to speak.

Dumbledore looked at the bald wizard lying on the ground, "It's a pity that I have to cast a spell on Kingsley, otherwise it would be too suspicious."

"Okay, I should go too.

They'll wake up soon, and you'll have to put on a face. "

"Where are you going, Dumbledore?" asked Professor McGonagall. "Grimmauld Street?"

"No, I'm going to figure something out.

It won't take long for Fudge to feel that it's good that I haven't been kicked out of Hogwarts. Dumbledore said, "Also, Mr. Gaius, I need to ask you something." "

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he regretted that he hid far away just now. If he had known earlier, he should have found a way to bump into a spell.

Lying on the floor is unsightly, but at least it's easy!

"Principal, if you have something to say, I will definitely help those who are within my ability." Aaron said righteously, implying that those who are beyond our ability should not come to me.

"Uh... send Harry a message for me to do his best to learn Occlumency, especially before going to bed every night."

"You hope he doesn't have nightmares?" Aaron asked meaningfully.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then grabbed Fox's golden tail feathers.

A flash of fire flashed, and they disappeared into the office.

At this time, Dawlish moved his fingers, and Fudge, Kingsley, and Umbridge also showed signs of waking up.

"Passed out."

Aaron threw out a spell, and the pale white light swept across the four of them like sound waves, and they closed their eyes again.

"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Wait a while." Aaron took a deep breath, walked up to Umbridge, and slowly raised his right hand.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped...

He slapped more than twenty big mouths in a row, until Umbridge's face was swollen several times, and he shook his right hand in disgust.

"He's thick-skinned, and my hands hurt from the beating."

Umbridge seemed to feel a throbbing pain in his face, and his eyelids moved slightly.

But before he opened his eyes, a white light hit his face, and he fell into a coma again.

Professor McGonagall and Marietta stared at this scene dumbfounded, "Mr. Gaius, you, you, it's not good to do this!"

"Professor, didn't you stop me?

To be honest, I put up with her for a long time, thank Dumbledore for giving me this opportunity to smoke her. "

"But..."

"Come on, it's all done by Dumbledore, and it has nothing to do with us?" Aaron said solemnly, "There is still time, why don't you come over and kick me?"

Professor McGonagall was inexplicably moved. She had been unhappy with Umbridge for a long time.

But thinking of himself as a teacher, I still suppressed this excitement.

"What are you talking about?" Professor McGonagall pretended to be sullen, "I'm a professor, how can I do such a thing?"

"Okay! I hope you won't regret it in the future." Aaron shrugged, then looked at Marietta, "In order to prevent internal problems in da, Draco suggested that I invite some Slytherins to join, but I didn't agree .

But I never expected that traitors would appear in Ravenclaw. If I hadn't added an insurance policy to that list, you would have killed thirty students. "

"Yes, I'm sorry." Marietta's voice trembled, tears fell to the ground one by one, "I don't want to do this either, but my mother..."

"Forget it, there's no need to explain. Even if you explain, I won't believe it." Aaron said impatiently, and then gave Abe a wink.

Shenglong understood immediately, and jumped in front of Marietta unhappily.

"What are you doing?" Marietta took a few steps back anxiously.

"Heal your face!" Aaron said speechlessly, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Marietta froze for a moment, and stood there holding back her fear.

There was a humanized sarcasm in Abe's eyes, but he still treated her face according to Aaron's wishes.

Under the radiance of the white light, the purple pustules on her face shrunk rapidly, turning into gas and volatilized in just a dozen seconds.

Marietta touched her face in disbelief, and she looked at Abe with brilliance, "Thank you."

"You can do it yourself in the future!"

"Mr. Gaius, it..." Professor McGonagall stared at Abe with wide eyes, "To what extent can its healing ability be achieved?"

"Dead people can't be saved, but most diseases, curses, injuries and even toxins can be treated by it."

Professor McGonagall was shocked. She knew that this dragon was unusual, but she didn't expect it to be so special.

I have to treat it better in the future, maybe I have to count on it to save my life sometime!

"By the way, Professor McGonagall, I have something to ask you." Aaron cleaned up a relatively clean place, "Erase Aikemo's memory, and arrange a bed for me in the school hospital later."

"What?" Before Professor McGonagall could react, he saw Aaron lying on the ground and aimed his wand at his temple, "fainted."

Snapped!

A white light flashed, Aaron's hand fell to the floor, and his wand slipped out.

Abei quickly entered a state of alert, with finger blades growing out of four claws, guarding carefully beside his master.

Professor McGonagall didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was too bad.

"Miss Aikemo, you should be ready!"

Marietta nodded blankly. She knew too much. If this memory was not cleared, not to mention Aaron, Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore, and even herself.

Professor McGonagall pulled out his wand and pulled out a few strands of silver filaments from Marietta's brain, and he breathed a sigh of relief when they were completely scattered in the air.

After a few minutes, the effect of the Stunning Charm faded away.

Fudge opened his eyes in a daze, and struggled to get up from the floor.

"Where is he? Where is he?"

"I don't know." Kingsley stood up staggeringly, "Minister, you may not like Dumbledore, but he is indeed remarkable."

"Hiss!" Umbridge was about to speak when he felt a sharp pain on his face.

She nervously picked up a shard of the mirror, only took a look at it before throwing the shard out, cursing angrily, "Damn it, Dumbledore damn it.

How dare he treat me like this, minister, you must make the decision for me! "

Fudge, Kingsley, and Dawlish, who had just woken up, couldn't help but gasped when they saw Umbridge's swollen face, and the three elders took a step back in unison.

Not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

It was Marietta's face that boosted their immunity, otherwise they might have taken more than one step back.

"You..." Umbridge opened his mouth, with a lump in his throat.

"Don't come here yet." Fudge said immediately, and Kingsley and Dawlish very much agreed with the minister's wise decision.

"Hmm..." Aaron rubbed his eyes and sat up in a daze, "My head hurts!"

"Minister, you must have caught Dumbledore, right?"

Fudge and the others looked at each other, feeling that they had been stabbed in the heart.

They were full of confidence when they caught it, but who would have thought that all of them together would not have done a few tricks under Dumbledore's hands.

"There was an accident and he ran away." Kingsley said far-fetched.

Aaron nodded half-understood, then opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and looked at Umbridge in disbelief, "Wow, Dumbledore dared to raise magical animals in the principal's office?

Although the length is a bit scary, there is no doubt that this is a rare breed. "

"What?" Umbridge blinked blankly, only feeling that there were hundreds of millions of alpacas galloping past in his heart, and then destroying his inner world one by one.

"Ah!" Umbridge yelled angrily, pulled out his wand and pointed it at Aaron, "Big stick in the front teeth..."

"Except your weapons."

Before Umbridge could say the spell, his wand flew out.

Aaron seemed to have thought of something, and then he looked at the opposite 'Fantastic Beasts' in astonishment, "You are Professor Umbridge?

I'm so sorry, I really didn't recognize it.

Marietta's face seems to be healed, but what happened to yours? "

Umbridge suffered another [-] critical hits, and was about to explode when he was interrupted by Fudge's coughing.

"Ahem, calm down, Dolores."

"But the minister..."

"This has nothing to do with Mr. Gaius, isn't he also under the Stunning Curse?" Fudge seemed to see through the truth, "This is all done by Dumbledore, and capturing him is the business."

"He can't Apparate." Kingsley said thoughtfully. "Stairs, he must not have run very far."

"Hurry up." Fudge said immediately, Dawlish was the first to rush out, followed by Kingsley, pulling Umbridge.

Fudge hesitated, patted the dust off his body, and then looked at Professor McGonagall viciously, "Minerva, I think your friend Dumbledore is finished this time."

"It seems so on the surface, but who knows?" Professor McGonagall said contemptuously.

"Mr. Minister, can I leave?" Aaron whispered, "Just now your fight was too fierce, I seem to have been accidentally injured, I need to go to the school hospital to avoid the limelight, no, I mean to check."

"Minerva, I think you don't mind taking Mr. Gaius to the hospital!

And Miss Aikemo, she also needs to go back to the dormitory to rest. "

"You don't need to remind me." Professor McGonagall said coldly, and then took the two of them away.