"Don't be stupid, Drashi!" Dumbledore said kindly, "I'm sure you're a great Auror, well, I remember your N.E.W.TS scores seem to be excellent, but you're not going to make it, and if you want, oh, arrest me violently, I'm going to be rude to you, I really don't want to do that." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Dlux blinked comically, looking at Dumbledore with a calm face that he hadn't even taken out his wand, and then looked back at Fudge, but this time it seemed as if he wanted to get instructions on what to do next.

"So!" Fudge sneered and returned to his normal state, "Dumbledore, you're going to rebel, you're going to deal with Drashi, Shackle, Weasley, and me alone, are you, Dumbledore?"

"Oh my God, of course not!" Dumbledore said with a laugh, "unless you're stupid enough to force me to do it." ”

"He's not alone!" Professor McGonagall said loudly, a hand reaching into his robe.

"Yes, we believe Professor Dumbledore too!" Harry drew his wand.

For a while, in the office, everyone pulled out their wands, and the atmosphere in the air was tense to the extreme, and the swords were tense.

Ai Wen thought about it, he didn't move, he didn't need them to make a move, anyway, the headmaster would solve all this.

"I'm the only one, Minerva, Hogwarts needs you!" Dumbledore said sternly, "and you, especially you, Harry, don't be stupid. ”

"Enough," Fudge said, drawing his wand, "Dalis! Shaker! Catch him!"

In the next second, a silver flash swirled around the room.

With a loud cannon sound, the floor shook.

Evan hurriedly hugged Hermione and Elaine to their stomachs, and Professor McGonagall came to stand in front of them.

Immediately after, a second silver flash exploded.

Several portraits shouted, Fawkes let out a scream, and the air was filled with dust.

Through the thick dust, Evan saw Dumbledore jump out from behind his desk, and in the haze, Fudge fell to the ground with a thud, a scream, followed by a thud, followed by the sound of glass shattering, shuffling and walking desperately.

There was another groan, followed by a lull.

Evan scrambled to his feet, and below him were Hermione and Elaine, both of whom also struggled to turn over.

Harry was protected by Professor McGonagall, and the dust floating in the air fell gently on them.

"What's going on?"

"It's all over!"

In the dust, a very tall figure was walking towards them.

"Are you alright?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's alright!" Professor McGonagall said, pulling Avan, Harry, Hermione, and Elaine up as she stood up.

The dust was clearing, and the mutilated office was faintly visible: Dumbledore's desk had flipped upside down, the slender tables had been knocked to the floor, the silverware on the table had been broken, and Fudge, Kingsley, and Dlux were lying motionless on the floor, silent.

Phoenix Fawkes flew in a large circle above their heads, whining softly.

"It's a shame I had to spell Kingsley, or it would look too suspicious!" Dumbledore whispered, "Alright, we need to hurry, they'll all wake up soon, and it's best not to let them know we have time to talk." You have to pretend that time has not changed, as if they had just been knocked to the ground, and they will not remember. ”

"Where are you going, Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall whispered, "Grimmauld Place?"

"We'll go there first!" said Dumbledore, "and then, we have some business to attend to there in Norway, Elaine, and if you can, I'd like you to leave with me." Well, your uncle's injuries have recovered, and we need to solve the little trouble left by your family and figure out some secrets by the way. ”

"Professor, we're going too!" said Aven, "we just defeated Umbridge in the Forbidden Forest and handed him over to Hagrid's brother Glopp to guard, and if Fudge asked, we wouldn't be able to explain it, and the plan I asked Sirius to tell you......"

"Oh, yes!" said Dumbledore, "you can come with me, Aven, and you can help you this time." ”

"And Hermione!" Evan added, "She was involved in the attack on Umbridge and can't stay here!"

"And me!" Harry said hurriedly.

"No, Harry, you stay!" Dumbledore said eagerly, still not looking into Harry's eyes, "Listen to me, the most important thing at the moment is Occlumency, you must do your best to learn this magic, do you understand what I say? Master it, do exactly what Professor Snape tells you to do, practice Occlumency, especially every night before going to bed, so that you can close your mind and no more nightmares, you must promise me!"

"Professor, I'm ......"

The man named Dlux was moving, and Dumbledore grabbed Harry's wrist.

"Remember, shut your brain!"

When Dumbledore's fingers touched Harry's skin, the scar on his forehead suddenly felt a sharp pain.

He felt a terrible feeling again, eager to attack Dumbledore.

"You'll understand. Dumbledore whispered, "Come, you three, catch me!"

Fawkes circled around the office before flying low over Dumbledore.

Evan hurriedly grabbed Dumbledore's outstretched left hand, while Hermione and Elaine grabbed him.

Dumbledore raised a hand and gripped the phoenix's long golden tail tightly, and with a burst of flames, the four of them vanished.

The only people left in the office were Professor McGonagall and poor Harry, who watched helplessly at what was happening before him.

The hatred for Dumbledore in his heart hadn't gone away, and he wasn't sure if it was stronger!

"Get down, Potter!" Professor McGonagall whispered.

"Where is he?" Fudge yelled after a few seconds, struggling to get up from the floor, "where is he?"

"I don't know!" Kingsley said loudly and jumped to his feet, "he took those three kids!"

"He's apparitioned!"

"No, he can't be apparitional!

"Stairs!" shouted Delix, who threw himself at the door and slammed it open, disappearing out of it.

Kingsley and Percy followed closely behind him, and Fudge hesitated, then slowly shifted his steps to dust off his chest, and everyone was uncomfortably silent for a while.

"Hmph, Minerva," Fudge said viciously, smoothing out the torn sleeves of his shirt, "I think your friend Dumbledore is going to be done this time." ”

"Do you think so?" said Professor McGonagall dismissively.

Fudge didn't seem to hear her, and he looked around at the ruined office.

Several portraits booed him discontentedly, and one or two even made rude gestures.

"You'd better take Potter to bed!" Fudge said, looking back at Professor McGonagall and nodding dismissively at Harry, "I'm going to wait here for them to come back, and where is Dolores? I need her to take over the school in the shortest possible time, it's all over, the Ministry of Magic is victorious." ”