As the strands of silver disappeared, Marietta-Ekmo's eyes became hollow.

She looked at Jon with some confusion and muttered, "Where am I?"

"Let's go, Miss Ekmo...... The Minister and Professor Umbridge are waiting for you. Jon said casually.

They made their way through the moving stone staircase to the lighted door to the headmaster's office.

There was a sphinx knocker on the door, but Jon didn't knock on the door, grabbing Marietta Ekmo and breaking in.

The principal's office has never been so lively...... Add it up, and you can even make two tables of mahjong.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore sat in his place as if nothing had happened, and Professor Minerva-McGonagall stood on Headmaster Dumbledore's side in a huff, Jon had never seen Professor McGonagall's lips so pale and so tight.

On the walls, the portraits of the old principals of both sexes did not pretend to sleep.

They were alert and serious, watching what was going on around them...... As Jon and Marietta entered, several of the old headmasters looked at them as they sped into the neighboring frames, biting their ears eagerly to communicate with their neighbors.

The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, stood by the fire, his body shaking excitedly, clearly pleased with the situation, and beside him were three heavily armed wizards, one of whom was black, presumably Kingsley Shackle...... Professor Umbridge dragged Harry Potter and stood behind Fudge and the three Aurors.

There was also a man, the freckled, bespectacled Percy Weasley walking excitedly around the wall, holding a quill and a thick roll of parchment, apparently ready to take notes.

"It's infuriating...... Formed an illegal organization at the school......" Jon vaguely heard Connelly Fudge shouting, but there was no anger in his voice, only excitement.

"Oh, Christopher......" Umbridge said, noticing the new intruder, with a kind look on her face, "I am honored that you have brought our witness, Miss Ekmore...... Let me see how else dear Headmaster Dumbledore can quibble?"

Jon nudged Marietta-Ekmore, and she walked over to Umbridge a little timidly.

"Minister, Miss Ekmo's mother. Umbridge looked up at Fudge and added, "It's Mrs. Ekmo from the Office of the Magical Transportation Division's Floo Network......

"Great, sure enough, there is a mother and a daughter!" Fudge said enthusiastically:

"So now, my dear, tell us what happened at the meeting?"

Marietta shook her head weakly.

"Tell us then...... What is the purpose of the meeting?" Fudge was patient, like a child.

Marietta still shook her head, her eyes vacant.

"Damn!" Fudge muttered, "Then you should know how many parties were?"

"There was no meeting before...... "Marietta seemed to struggle to recall", "today was the first meeting, last October Granger and Porter invited us to create this group, and then tonight was our first meeting......"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Umbridge exclaimed angrily, "isn't that what you told Patrick that there are one or two meetings a week?"

Jon on the side nodded repeatedly, "Professor Umbridge, that's what she said." ”

"I lied to him......" Marietta said in a hoarse voice.

Umbridge looked like she was almost fainting.

Or Percy Weasley was nimble-headed: "But there's at least one party, right Minister, and Willie Widsin can testify at the Hog's Head Bar last October...... He was drinking there and heard Potter yelling upstairs. ”

"Oh, it turned out that it was for this incident that he was exempted from prosecution for the toilet sewage backflow incident he created!" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows and said, "What an eye-opener our justice system!"

"Shameless depravity!" was Headmaster Dexter Fosco, who roared angrily, "If that old bastard Gamp knew that the current Ministry of Magic would be reduced to working with criminals......"

(Eurek Gamp was the founder and first minister of the Ministry of Magic, and was friends with Dexter Forsco.) ）

Both Fudge and Umbridge pretended not to hear his swearing.

"I wonder how you can explain it?" Fudge said as he continued to look at Dumbledore, his urn in a huff.

"Connelly, if I haven't forgotten, it wasn't until two days after Harry's Hogsmeade meeting that the Ministry of Magic banned all student societies came into effect, so he didn't break anything while he was at Hoghead's Bar......" Dumbledore said gently.

Judging by Fudge's expression, he seemed to be fainting as well.

......

Jon thought it was almost there.

He quietly took the parchment out of his pocket and handed it to Umbridge.

Then he whispered, "By the way, Professor Umbridge, I found this in the Room of Requirement...... It's 'Dumbledore's Army'!"

"That's right, Army Dumbledore...... Well done, Christopher!" Umbridge seemed to wake up from a dream: "Dumbledore, how do you explain this, why is it called Dumbledore's Army?"

"No need to explain. Dumbledore said calmly, "It's Dumbledore's army, not the Potter army...... Tonight was supposed to be the first party, but it didn't work out!"

"Dumbledore, did you admit it?" Fudge instantly changed his face and shouted, "You organized this?"

"I organized it. ”

"Then you are indeed plotting against me!"

"That's right. ”

"Very good...... I came here tonight to fire Potter, but I didn't expect ......"

"There's a windfall, isn't it?"

"Weasley!" Fudge shouted, now trembling with joy, "Weasley, have you written it down?"

......

Kingsley-Shackle, along with the other two Aurors, had already taken a few steps forward, surrounding Dumbledore from different angles.

"I announce that Albus Dumbledore will be taken to the Ministry of Magic, formally charged, and then sent to Azkaban for trial......" Fudge said triumphantly.

"But I think there's going to be a little trouble here!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"Little trouble, do you want to fight us?" Fudge's face was undaunted, "There are six of us here!"

Jon counted carefully...... It seems that this respectable minister does not count himself among the people.