Hogwarts: The Witch Education Handbook

Chapter 549 Dumbledore Attacks the Ministry of Magic?

Chapter 545 Dumbledore Attacks the Ministry of Magic?

Half an hour ago.

Voldemort and his party have arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic at night is like a strip club dancer, completely unguarded with everyone.

Anyone can come in.

"Nobody's here."

"Of course no one is here."

"Do you expect those insects to work unpaid overtime at the Ministry of Magic late at night?"

"If they really have that kind of awareness," "Never mind, there are no 'ifs'."

Hearing the whispers and discussions behind him, Voldemort suddenly had a strange feeling.

He was the tour guide, leading a tour group to visit the Ministry of Magic.

"Quiet down!"

"Once we take control of the Ministry of Magic, we'll make them work overtime every night on a voluntary basis."

This sentence successfully silenced everyone. Perhaps it was the effect of the previous sentence.

"Shall we take the elevator to the Department of Mysteries?"

"Let's go down the stairs."

Taking the elevator is really beneath their status.

Meanwhile, the Bureau of Mysteries.

Arthur Weasley is patrolling the Time Hall.

It was called a patrol, but it was more like a tour—even though Arthur had worked at the Ministry of Magic for many years, he rarely had the opportunity to enter the Department of Mysteries.

"How spectacular!"

Voldemort's tour group has officially arrived at the entrance of the Department of Mysteries.

Facing the ever-spinning black door, Voldemort merely smiled contemptuously and raised his wand.

"A trivial skill."

The next second—

The correct black gate was opened to the group of tourists.

Hearing the sound of the main gate opening, Arthur, who was on patrol, paused for a moment.

Who is it at this hour?

Didn't that white-haired female director leave work long ago?

Is there a thief?

Arthur Weasley wanted to see which thief was so audacious as to come here in the middle of the night. With this thought in mind, Arthur quietly approached the front door.

But unexpectedly, he encountered the most shocking scene he had witnessed in over a decade at the corner!

Before him stood Voldemort, the very man the Ministry of Magic had longed for (and feared), and a group of Death Eaters.

What's going on?!

Voldemort was stunned for a second.

Just as he was about to use Avada Kedavra to get rid of the troublesome guard, Bella, who was standing nearby, reacted quickly and used a Death Curse to control Arthur.

"I'll go! Let him scout ahead, just in case there's a trap!"

Voldemort gave his subordinate a rather appreciative look.

It's unclear when it started, but Bella has become increasingly meticulous.

Bella did this, of course, to save Arthur's life.

Thus, under the influence of the Imperius Curse, the new tour guide Arthur officially took up his post, leading Voldemort's tour group toward the room containing the prophecy orb.

"What did you see?" Dumbledore asked.

"I saw Mr. Weasley lying in a pool of blood—" Harry said in a trembling voice.

"How did you see that?" Dumbledore pressed.

"I saw it in my head," Harry replied.

"I mean—where were you when you witnessed the attack? Were you standing next to the victim, or like in the Pensieve position, or looking down from above?"

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"That was a strange question," Harry recalled.

"I saw it from an outsider's perspective: a woman attacked Mr. Weasley with a spell."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore's expression changed drastically.

"From which direction is that woman standing? In front of you, behind you, or beside you?"

"Behind me—there are still many people behind me."

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"Dumbledore suddenly stood up and began to contact the members of the Order of the Phoenix using the phoenix and the portrait."

"Notify everyone to assemble at the entrance of the Department of Magic."

Then he turned to look at Professor McGonagall.

"Minerva, please go and inform Phillips and Severus to come with us."

"OK."

It would be difficult to keep such a big commotion from Umbridge.

Shortly after Sean and Snape arrived at Dumbledore's office, and were about to go directly to the Ministry of Magic through the Floo Powder portal, Umbridge burst in.

"What are you going to do?" She looked at the fully armed group, both shocked and furious.

"Ministry of Magic."

After leaving a message, the group calmly walked into the flames.

Umbridge was left standing there, stunned.

Could it be that Dumbledore is going to make his move today?

The thought of this possibility made her face turn deathly pale.

No, we must notify Minister Fouché immediately.

When Dumbledore, Sean, and their group joined the main force of the Order of the Phoenix and entered the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic.

All that could be seen was Arthur lying alone in the main hall of the Department of Mysteries.

"Get Arthur to St. Mungo's Hospital immediately!"

After giving his instructions, Dumbledore left a few people to look after Arthur, and then led the rest of the men to continue the search.

soon-

The entire Department of Mysteries has been searched.

There was no one there. Voldemort and his men had long since left.

Before leaving, Bella used a spell on Arthur to avoid vital areas.

"What happened?"

Fudge, Umbridge, and Percy arrived hastily with a number of batters.

"Dumbledore, I expect you to give me a reasonable explanation."

"Arthur Weasley, who was on guard duty, was seriously injured, and a large number of Death Eaters have invaded the Ministry of Magic—Voldemort may even be among them."

The name startled the two of them.

Percy's expression changed instantly upon hearing the news of his father's injury.

"impossible!"

"Are you sure? What proof do you have?"

"Arthur has been taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for treatment; you can find out more by asking him later."

How do we know Arthur isn't lying?

"Umbridge said sternly."

"All of this is just your side of the story; you have absolutely no evidence to prove what you're saying. All I saw was you leading a large group of people into the Ministry of Magic with ill intentions."

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"This mysterious man has been wanted by the Aurors of our Ministry of Magic these days, and he doesn't even dare to show his face. How could he possibly dare to bring anyone to the Ministry of Magic?"

McGonagall, who was standing nearby, laughed in exasperation at those words.

"You mean all that trouble we went through, even seriously injuring Arthur, was just a staged performance? What was the point of all that?"

"Who knows what you're up to!"

Umbridge is still contributing.

"I suspect you're trying to take over the Ministry of Magic. If I hadn't discovered it in time at Hogwarts—you might have already succeeded!"

As she spoke, she looked at Fudge beside her, adopting a self-satisfied posture.

Meanwhile, following Ron's notification...

The Weasley twins, Ginny, and others were awakened and followed Tonks to Black's old house to wait and see how things would unfold.

"What's wrong?"

Sirius looked anxious as the group arrived.

"I heard from the portrait that Arthur was seriously injured?"

"That's how it is," Harry explained, recounting his dream and what had just happened.

The portrait also provided real-time updates from the Ministry of Magic.

"Arthur has been taken to St. Mungo's Hospital, while Dumbledore's men and Fudge's men are in a standoff at the Ministry of Magic."

The expressions on their faces were not good.

"I want to go to St. Mungo's Hospital," George said.

"Me too," Fred chimed in.

"The situation is very unclear right now, and I don't recommend that you leave here—" Sirius advised.

"But—our father is dying!" Ron said.

George then asked Sirius.

"Is Mom here?"

"Molly may not know this yet—she wasn't among the Phoenix Order members who went to the Ministry of Magic—"

Then Sirius looked at Ginny and gave her some instructions.

"Even if you go to St. Mungo's Hospital now, it won't help Arthur's treatment at all."

"And if you encounter any further problems..."

"What will your mothers become?!"

This statement successfully silenced the Weasleys.

"We can wait here for news from Dumbledore. Nobody knows what's happening over there—it's just a pity that I can't go there in my current position."

Sirius took a few bottles of butterbeer from the cupboard and handed them to the group.

"Have a drink, if alcohol can relieve your anxiety. Ginny—you're not allowed to drink."

The others took it, and Harry gulped down the beer, seemingly trying to forget his guilt.

Where does the guilt come from?

Perhaps it was seeing Arthur lying there with his own eyes—and being powerless to do anything about it.

Time ticked by, and the night was particularly agonizing for the group.

"Ginny, I have something I want to ask you."

Hermione suddenly nudged Ginny, who was standing next to her in a daze, with her elbow, and then gestured for her to come upstairs with her.

Although Ginny didn't understand, she did as she was told.

The two people entered the room, and the door was closed.

"Where did you go after yesterday's training?"

Upon hearing Hermione's question, Ginny was initially startled, and then her expression turned somewhat awkward.

Where do you think I went?

"I don't know," Hermione shook her head.

"You're lying!" Ginny's face darkened further. "Umbridge called me, so I went to find Umbridge."

"Didn't you already reject her? Why is she still contacting you?"

"How would I know? She just told me to sit there and have some tea."

"Really?" Hermione was skeptical.

How could that be? How could Umbridge do nothing but call Ginny for tea?

"If you're so smart, why don't you just ask Umbridge directly?"

Ginny, who was in a terrible mood and anxious because her father's fate was unknown, finally snapped.

"If you don't believe me, you don't need to ask me!"

"I...I'm not—" Hermione tried to explain.

But Ginny stormed out, storming out of the room and slamming the door shut behind her.

"What happened to those two upstairs?"

"have no idea""

Ron was about to go upstairs to check when a golden bird flew in through the outside window.

It's Fox.

A letter was strapped to Fox's leg.

"Dad is out of danger. I'm in St. Mungo now. You all stay there and wait for me."

The final payment is for Molly.

The news cheered several people up, including Ginny, who had just come downstairs.

"But what about the Ministry of Magic?" Harry suddenly asked.

The lack of news from the Ministry of Magic caused the group's initial relief to falter again.

If Dumbledore and Fudge started fighting.

Then the entire wizarding world would become dangerous, including those who had already been investigated by Umbridge and considered Dumbledore's "accomplices".

George joked that they might become fugitives like Sirius Black did.

But the joke wasn't funny. And nobody laughed.

Finally, at four in the morning, the door to Blake's old house was pushed open.

It's Molly.

She looked very haggard.

Everyone stood up to greet them.

"Arthur is undergoing treatment and everything is going well; he's asleep. Bill is with him."

Only after hearing their mother say these words did the Weasleys finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"breakfast!"

Sirius tried to ease the tension.

"These kids haven't slept all night. Give them something warm to eat. Get some rest, and they can go to St. Mungo's Hospital after they wake up. Some tea, some toast—where's Kreacher? Come out and cook!"

Molly came to Harry's side and hugged him.

"If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened—Arthur might not have been discovered until he went to work, which would have been too late. You saved his life—thank you so much—"

Harry didn't know how to respond to the thanks.

Thanks to Hermione, he was out of trouble—

"Mrs. Weasley, are you aware of what's happening at the Ministry of Magic?"

Molly then remembered that she hadn't mentioned the Ministry of Magic.

"It's over."

"Thanks to Phillips. Umbridge seemed to want to pin it all on Dumbledore—after all, it's illegal to break into the Ministry of Magic without a reason, but Phillips took all the blame."

"And then?" Hermione's heart tightened, and she quickly asked.

"Phillips said that he instructed Dumbledore and his men to arrive. He heard from his informant that the Ministry of Magic might have been attacked. He was at Hogwarts and couldn't contact his Auror office or Headmistress Bertha in time. Given the urgency of the situation, he had no choice but to seek help from Dumbledore."

"But Umbridge doesn't seem to believe this claim."

"But what can we do if they don't believe us? He can't find any loopholes to refute us."

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"So that's the end of it."

"only----"

"But what?"

"However, Fudge seems very disappointed with Phillips' performance, and Phillips may not be able to stay in the Ministry of Magic."

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, "

In the silence, Sirius took over the conversation.

"It's better that I can't stay here. The Ministry of Magic is a mess and it's not a long-term solution."

This statement received no support. Especially since Hermione glared at him.

However, it's always a good thing that things were resolved properly. Otherwise, who knows what other problems might arise?

Everyone sat down at the table and resumed their normal conversation.

Molly naturally took over the kitchen and started making breakfast for the group.

"Oh, Sirius, the hospital said Arthur needs to rest for a while. If we can stay closer, it will be easier for me to take care of him. I mean, our family might have to spend Christmas here."

"That's great!"

Sirius said sincerely.

Here, you're constantly arguing with Kreacher, and you might not even get a hot meal.

What could be better than Molly and the others coming?

Soon, a sumptuous breakfast was served on the table.

During the meal, Ginny and Hermione sat together, but neither of them spoke much.