Putting the cup down, Augustus glanced at Fudge with a smile, and said indifferently, "Your Excellency's words are really unfathomable, what does this good word represent." I don't have a good understanding ability, so please don't hesitate to give me advice. ”

Fudge waved his hand viciously and beckoned to Umbridge, "Did you bring anything with you?" ”

"It's all recorded in this crystal, Minister." Umbridge gloated and pulled out the crystal, his face filled with the satisfaction of revenge.

"Do you know what this is?" Fudge glanced at Dumbledore, who was sitting behind the Headmaster's desk, and turned to look at Augustus, placing the recording crystal in front of Augustus.

"Your Excellency, Yaxing, did you call us so late just to enjoy such a piece of rhinestones? But it seems that you have found the wrong person, you should enjoy it with Professor Umbridge on the lake outside the castle, the night is bewildering, and the company of beautiful women is not extremely chic. ”

Fudge glanced at Umbridge's ugly face and was secretly disgusted. Turning around, he said angrily, "Augustus, don't pretend to be stupid for me here, this record crystal originally recorded all the places where you meet on the seventh floor every week, and the evidence of the crime is conclusive, no matter how perfunctory you try to evade, it is useless." ”

"Now, if you confess, you may be able to go through the judicial process to resolve the matter, after all, I still have some friendship with your father. Of course, the premise is that you have to explain everything clearly, and if you continue to think about it, the Dementors are very impressed with you, and I think it will be the easiest way to hand you over to them, no matter which side. Fudge's low tone was menacing, and it was clear that his patience had been drained.

Augustus sat back in the chair, lifted the teapot on the table, tilted slightly, the fragrant green tea gradually filled the cup, picked up the cup, blew away the heat on the water surface, looked over the cup surface, looked at the cloudy tea stain at the bottom, "Minister, what are you talking about, in fact, I really don't understand." Of course, you may have been encouraged by others to record that crystals can be faked, and such a thing, even in the Wizengamot, is completely useless. If you indict the sole heir of the Julius family just because of such a so-called incriminating evidence, I don't think anyone in the entire Demon Federation will support you, you think, I said, right? ”

Looking at Augustus's calm and indifferent expression, Fudge really wanted to say the right thing, but unfortunately, as a public figure, if he ruined the image he had built for a long time here, it was really not worth it.

"Minister, I think," Umbridge said softly, "that if I bring in the whistleblower, maybe we'll move faster." ”

"Whistleblower,!" Fudge suddenly came to his senses, clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Yes, call the student who reported them," he said, glancing at Augustus with bad intentions, "Nothing is a good witness, is it, Mr. Augustus?!" ”

Augustus bowed his head and tasted tea, his delicate face still indifferent, "Since Minister Connelly is right, he can't be wrong. ”

Everyone waited for a few minutes, no one looking at anyone, and then Harry heard the door open behind him. Umbridge walked into the room past him, her hands clutching the shoulders of Akihari's curly friend, Marietta, and she covered her cheeks with her hands.

"Don't panic, my dear, don't be afraid," Professor Umbridge said softly, patting her on the back, "and it's all right now." You're doing it right. The minister is very happy with you. He'll tell your mom that you're a good girl. Minister, Marietta's mother," she added, looking up at Fudge, "it's Lady Ekmore from the Office of the Magical Transportation Division's Floo Network - you know, she's helping us keep an eye on the fires at Hogwarts." ”

"Great, great!" Fudge said enthusiastically, "There is a mother and a daughter, eh?" All right, tell me, hurry, dear, look up, don't be shy, let's hear from you—oh my God! ”

When Marietta looked up, Fudge jumped backwards in fright, and nearly fell into the fire. He cursed and stomped on the hem of his cloak that had begun to smoke. Marietta wailed and pulled the collar of her robe under her eyes, but before she could do so, everyone could see that a dense series of purple pus had crawled over her nose and cheeks, showing the word "whistleblower", which made her face look as ugly as it was.

"Tsk," Augustus looked down to sip his tea, and the afterglow fell on Marietta's face, "it seems that this classmate has been greatly injustice, how can the Ministry of Magic treat a messenger of justice, an impartial witness, like this, tsk." ”

Marietta glanced at Augustus in awe and bowed her head in silence.

"Don't worry about the spots now, my dear," said Umbridge impatiently, "pull the robe off her mouth, and tell the minister—" but Marietta let out another sullen wail, shaking her head desperately.

"Hmph, okay then, you stupid girl, I'll sue them." Umbridge said angrily. She quickly put on a disgusting smile and said, "That's so, Minister, our people saw clearly the student's appearance in the record crystal, and in order to understand the situation, I called her mother herself from the Ministry of Magic to the school, and after a pleasant negotiation, the young lady told me about their frequent meetings in the Room of Requirement, and regrettably, at that time, these poisonous curses," she waved impatiently at Marietta's face hidden in her robe, "and began to work, She never said a word after she suddenly saw her face in my mirror. ”

Augustus listened to Umbridge's narration, his white left hand holding the teacup tightened slightly, and then gently let go.

"Oh, that's right," said Fudge, staring at Marietta with what he thought was kind and kind, "your mother is a good employee, my dear, and you're brave enough to do that, and you're doing the right thing." Okay, would you like to tell me about what happened at the meeting? What is the purpose of the meeting? Who was there? ”

Marietta, however, only quietly looked down at Augustus, who was sitting in her chair, and was reluctant to speak.

"Did we break the spell to deal with this?" Fudge gestured to Marietta's face and asked Umbridge impatiently, "So she can speak freely?" ”

"I haven't been able to find it yet," Umbridge reluctantly admitted.

Augustus drank all the tea from his teacup, and suddenly pulled out the silver staff in his robe. Fudge, who had been paying attention to Augustus, suddenly woke up and shouted, "What are you going to do!" ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly ducked behind Kingsley.