Chapter 69: Ministry of Magic's routine investigation

Fortunately, Umbridge obviously fits the definition of a good dog. As soon as he came in, he couldn't wait to search in this cabin.

She worked tirelessly to search for any possible traces. From time to time, she used her magic wand to knock on the table and chairs, or used her nails to stick the sheets to see if there were any letters or letters underneath. It's a pity. She can’t find anything she handles very cleanly...

"You guys, if there is nothing else, go back to the castle." Professor McGonagall hinted that they should leave quickly.

Ivan nodded and was about to leave, but Umbridge's voice came over before he left.

"and so on.."

"Minister Fudge, these children happen to be the insiders in the report. I think they should know something?" Umbridge said.

"Umbridge, I remember what happened. Dumbledore has already told you very well. The children don’t know much about it. They just found a clue by accident and came back to inform me." Professor McGonagall frowned. Said.

"But I think there may be something to hide." Umbridge took a few steps forward, her broad, loose-skinned face was close to Ivan and others, and Ron, who was the closest, couldn't help but turn. After a few steps back, Umbridge didn't care, and said with a tired smile.

"As far as we know, someone saw a little wizard riding on a dragon's back yesterday."

"That's what Seamer said. Didn't you ask in school? He is a famous bomber in the school, because he will fail with any spell, so Seamer may want to make up a story so that people can pay attention to him. "Ivan said lightly.

"Then I will ask more." Umbridge's eyes were fixed on Ivan, wanting to see something on his face.

However, Umbridge quickly became disappointed, and Ivan's expression did not change in any way.

"Well, Umbridge, maybe we should go to other places." Fudge said impatiently, he was not interested in wasting time on a story made up by a little wizard.

In fact, Fudge didn't have much interest in the so-called dragon thing at all.

But Dumbledore didn't look at it, he just looked at Fudge so quietly.

In the wooden house that seemed to be a little crowded, there seemed to be a rush of pressure for a while, which made Harry and the others very uncomfortable. They curled up into a ball and clipped their tails. Umbridge wanted to speak but couldn't tell. Words come.

Ivan was quietly in front of his melon-eating crowd, and didn't mean to blend in, because this was entirely Dumbledore's own work, has nothing to do with him.

What surprised him a little was that Dumbledore used the Philosopher’s Stone to fish. The Ministry of Magic did not even know, or that the Ministry of Magic knew very little.

But thinking about Fudge's attitude towards Voldemort's resurrection in the original book, Ivan somewhat understood, Fudge didn't want to believe that Voldemort was still alive, let alone set a trap for such a precious thing as the Philosopher's Stone.

Even if Fudge really agreed to do this, the place where the traps were set would be at the Ministry of Magic, and Fudge himself would bring dozens of Aurors squatting and guarding it.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron did not have the leisurely mood of Ivan. What Fudge said made them a little worried. After all, they knew very well that there was a three-headed dog in the corridor on the fourth floor. They couldn't imagine what Minister Fudge would look like when he saw it. reaction.

The solemn atmosphere lasted for a while, and finally Dumbledore broke the strange atmosphere.

"Of course it is okay for the Ministry of Magic to investigate. There is nothing shameful there." Dumbledore slowed down. After all, Fudge was the Minister of Magic. If he could, he didn't want to get too stiff with the Ministry.

"I also assure you that this is the last place to be searched." Fudge also sighed in relief and voluntarily backed down.

Dumbledore didn't say much, and took the initiative to walk out of the door. His calm and calm appearance made Fudge doubt whether his persistence was right.

But Fudge quickly strengthened his confidence again, because Dumbledore's previous reaction proved that he definitely had something to hide from himself, thinking of this Fudge winked at Umbridge.

Umbridge suddenly understood, and turned around to show a tired smile to Ivan and others.

"You guys should keep up with you, it's best not to let me find out that you are doing little tricks on the road."