Chapter 944

Umbridge's face slowly turned red, as if she had a large pot of boiling water in her body. Fanlin felt that Umbridge's blood would boil with anger.

Fudge looked at Dumbledore in a daze, just like he was suddenly hit by something, and he couldn't believe that such a thing really happened.

It was Dumbledore, one of the most powerful witches in the world, the presence of the Dark Lord, the guardian of London's Ministry of magic, and the headmaster of Hogwarts.

And now, he decided

"No..."

He let out a low, excited sob that he couldn't believe it was true, and fudge looked vaguely at Kingsley and the short gray haired man who had remained silent so far.

The latter nodded reassuringly to fudge and moved a little bit forward from the wall.

Fanlin saw his hand slide slowly towards his pocket, pretending nothing had happened.

Ready to fight Dumbledore?

I hope a magic shock won't blow his wand in his hand, but it's very likely to happen.

"Don't be silly, Davis," Dumbledore said kindly. "I'm sure you're an excellent Auror - I seem to remember that you won the" Excellence Award "on your general wizard level exam - but if you try to - well - force me to go back with you, I'll have to hurt you."

The man named Davis blinked a little foolishly, and looked at fudge again, as if hoping to find a clue as to what to do next.

"So," fudge sneered and calmed himself down, "you're going to fight Davis, Kingsley, Dorothy and me alone, aren't you? Dumbledore!"

"in the name of Merlin, no," Dumbledore said with a smile, "unless you're too stupid to force me into submission with force!"

"he'll never fight alone!" Professor McGonagall said aloud And he put his hand into his robe.

"Oh, no, he will, Mileva!" Dumbledore said sternly, "Hogwarts needs you!"

"enough! Don't say that again!" fudge pulled out his own scooter and said, "Davis! Kingsley! Arrest him! "A sliver of silver flashed across the room with a bang like a gunshot, and the whole floor was shaking. When the second flash of silver light, van Lin holds Harry on the ground with his hand, and then presses Harry tightly.

Dumbledore is more awesome than he imagined.

Several of the portraits in the paintings screamed; Fox gave a shrill cry, and the whole room was covered in dust.

Harry coughed in the dust and saw a black figure fall heavily in front of him. There was a scream and a touch, a loud "no!" followed by the shattering of the glass, frantic footfalls and groans. Then, there was no sound at all.

Van Lim raised his head slightly, but Dumbledore's power was so strong that morning was everywhere. However, van leen saw Professor McGonagall lying beside them. It was she and van leen who saved Harry and marida from harm. The dust was still floating in the air and slowly falling on them.

Harry gasped softly and saw a tall figure approaching them.

"Are you all right?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'm fine!" Professor McGonagall replied, dragging several of his students to their feet. The dust has gone.

After the disaster, the office looked like this: Dumbledore's desk was turned over, all the small tables fell to the ground, and the silver instruments were all broken into pieces. Fudge, Umbridge, Kingsley and Davis lay motionless on the ground, while Dumbledore's Phoenix fox was hovering in a large circle above them, singing softly.

"Unfortunately, I also had to use magic on Kingsley, otherwise it would look very suspicious." Dumbledore whispered that he quickly lifted his wand as everyone looked to one side and helped me change marida's memory. "Thank him so much, don't you?"

"now that they're going to wake up soon, it's better not to let them know that we have time to communicate - you have to pretend like they've just been knocked to the ground now, and they won't remember—— ”

"so where are you going, Dumbledore?" whispered Professor McGonagall. "Is it the order of the Phoenix?" "Oh, no," Dumbledore said with a determined smile, "I won't leave here to hide. I promise you, Fudge will soon hope that he never tried to get me out of Hogwarts."

"Professor Dumbledore," Harry called to him. Harry didn't know what to say at first: how sorry he felt about the trouble he had caused by the establishment of the defense against the dark arts, or how bad Dumbledore had to leave in order to keep him from being fired? But Dumbledore interrupted him before he could say anything more.

"Listen, Harry," he said urgently, "you have to do your best to learn closure, you know? Do everything Snape tells you, especially practice every night before you go to sleep, so that you can end the memories of your nightmares - you'll know exactly why, but you have to promise me - then A man named Davis is starting to move.Dumbledore held on to Harry's wrist. "Be sure to remember - end your memory."

but when Dumbledore's hand covered Harry's skin, the scar on his forehead began to ache again, and he again felt the frightening, venomous desire to strike Dumbledore, bite him, hurt him

"- you'll find out later." Dumbledore said in a low voice. "As for you..."

Dumbledore gave van Lin a meaningful look.

"I know what to do, Professor, but..."

Fox whirled around the office and swooped over Dumbledore. Dumbledore lets go of Harry and raises his hand to firmly hold the Phoenix's long golden tail. The two of them disappeared in a flash of fire.

"Where did he go?" fudge growled, lifting himself from the floor. "Where is he?"

"I don't know!" Kingsley jumped up.

"No, he can't use the phantom!" Umbridge yelled, "it's not available in this school!"

"stairs!" Davis yelled, rushing to the door, opening it hard and disappearing behind it. Kingsley and Umbridge followed him closely.

Fudge hesitated, rose slowly, and dusted himself. It was a long and painful silence.

"Well, Mileva," said Fudge, straightening his sleeve, in a disdainful tone, "I'm afraid this will be the end of Dumbledore."

"You really think so, don't you?" Professor McGonagall said scornfully.

Fudge didn't seem to hear her. He was looking around at the ruined office. Some of the portraits on the wall booed him, and one or two of them made rude gestures to him.

"You'd better put the three of them to bed," fudge looked again at Professor McGonagall and nodded to several people to indicate that they were ready to leave.

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