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"Albus Dumbledore, do you confess to your plot to overthrow the Ministry of Magic?" Phoenix pulled out a blank piece of parchment and a pen.

"Ah," Dumbledore said softly, "yes. ”

"Then the court pronounces the sentence, you will be arrested, escorted to Azkaban, and your sentence will be carried out later. "Phoenix, under the desperate gaze of McGonagall and Harry, wrote on parchment, 'This Judge, Phoenix Peverell, has authorized the arrest of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with provisional authorization from the Minister for Magic. ’

"Ah," Dumbledore said softly, "but I think we may have a little difficulty. ”

"Difficult—" Fudge said, his voice still trembling with delight, "I don't see any difficulty, Dumbledore!"

"But," Dumbledore said apologetically, "I'm afraid I did." ”

"Well--you seem to have the illusion that I'll-what that said--I'm going to be shackled. I'm afraid I'm not going to sit back at all, Connelly. I don't want to be sent to Azkaban at all. Of course, I could have escaped—but what a waste of time, and frankly, I remembered that I had a lot of things to do, which I would have rather do. ”

Umbridge's face grew redder and redder, and she looked like she had been filled with boiling water. Fudge stared at Dumbledore with a dumb expression on his face, as if he had been suddenly blinded, and couldn't believe that this had happened. He let out a soft, choked sound and turned his head to look at the two Aurors, one of whom nodded resolutely at Fudge and took a few steps away from the wall. Phoenix saw that one of his hands was casually reaching into his pocket.

"Don't be stupid, Drashi," Dumbledore said kindly, "I'm sure you're a brilliant Auror - I think your n.e.w.ts exam scores seem to be 'excellent' - but if you want to- oh- arrest me violently, I'll have to be rude to you." ”

The man, Delix, blinked comically. He looked at Fudge again, but this time he seemed to be hoping for instructions on what to do next.

"So," Fudge sneered, returning to normal, "you're going to deal with Drashi, Shackle, Dolores, and me alone, are you, Dumbledore?"

"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 her robe.

"Oh, he's the only one, Minerva!" Dumbledore said sternly, "Hogwarts needs you!"

"Enough!" Fudge said as he drew his wand, "Dalis! Shaker! Catch him!"

A silver flash swirled around the room, the floor shook with a loud cannon shot, Phoenix's protective charm was undamaged, a second silver flash exploded, several portraits shouted, Fawkes screamed, and dust filled the air. Phoenix sat firmly in his seat, and it seemed that Dumbledore didn't set him within the spell's range.

He saw a very tall figure walking towards them.

"Are you alright?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's fine!" Professor McGonagall said, pulling Harry up as she stood up.

The dust is gradually dissipating. The mutilated office loomed into view: Dumbledore's desk had flipped upside down, the slender table had been knocked to the floor, and the silverware on the table had been broken. Fudge, Umbridge, Kingsley, and Dlux lay motionless on the floor. Phoenix Fawkes flew in a large circle above their heads, whining softly.

"Well, they'll all wake up soon, and it's best not to let them know that we have time to talk - you have to pretend that time hasn't changed, like they've just been knocked to the ground, and they won't remember—"

"Professor Dumbledore—" Harry began.

"Listen to me, Harry," he said eagerly, "never leave Hogwarts, understand?"

The man, Delix, was moving. Dumbledore grabbed Harry's wrist.

"Remember—no matter what happens, stay in school—"

Fawkes circled around the office before flying low over Dumbledore. Dumbledore let go of Harry and raised a hand to grip the phoenix's long golden tail. With a burst of flames, the two of them vanished.

"Where is he?" exclaimed Fudge, struggling to get up from the floor, "where is he?"

"I don't know!" Kingsley shouted and jumped to his feet.

"No, he can't be apparitional!" Umbridge shouted, "You can't do that in school—"

"Stairs!" Dlux shouted, and he threw himself open the door and disappeared, Kingsley and Umbridge right behind him.

Fudge hesitated, then slowly shifted his steps to dust off his chest. There was an unbearably silent silence 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. He looked around at the ruined office. Several portraits booed him discontentedly, and one or two even made rude gestures.

"Phoenix, don't worry, we'll get him soon. I think you'll be there too. Fudge tried to show that everything was still under his control.

Phoenix sneered in his heart, the farce finally ended. This is the wizarding world, without power, political power alone is useless.

"Let's hope so, Minister. I went back. Phoenix nodded at them and left the office. Turning a corner, Harry caught up from behind.

"Peverell-Ron," Harry caught up with him, walking with him, "something is wrong with him, isn't he? I mean, he's certainly not going to betray us." ”

"Apparently, he has been spelled by a magical obedience spell, and it is also possible that someone has tampered with his memories with a less skillful understanding. Phoenix shrugged. The hallway was empty, only the sound of their footsteps echoing. Harry was silent for a moment, and then spoke again when Phoenix was about to turn into a shortcut.

"DA - do you think we should go ahead?"

Phoenix stroked his chin and said slowly, "Maybe it should be, but it's Christmas soon, and it's good that we stop meeting for the time being." Also, be optimistic about your friends. ”

"I know, it's not his fault. Harry tried to defend Ron.

"Yes, obedience can't be done against people's will, Ron himself is not against me, and in this matter, it can only be said that he subjectively wants me to be fired. Take care of him, otherwise no one will be able to save him when he really gets into big trouble. ”

After Phoenix, he yawned and said, "Good night." ”

Dolores Jane Umbridge (High Inquisitor) was ordered by Dolores Jane Umbridge (High Inquisitor) to succeed Albus Dumbledore as Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The above regulations are in accordance with Education Order No. 28.

Signed: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister of Magic

The notice spread throughout the school overnight, and the people in the castle seemed to have heard that Dumbledore had fled after subduing the two Aurors, the High Inquisitor, and the Minister of Magic and his junior assistant, but the notice did not explain it.

Wherever Phoenix walked in the castle, there was only one thing he heard talking about, and that was Dumbledore's escape, although some details may have been passed on to him. On the bright side, news of Phoenix's mess has been overshadowed. (To be continued.) )