bacchusnovels Chapter 556 The Day Finally Dawns at Hogwarts
Chapter 556 The Day Finally Dawns at Hogwarts
Chapter 552 The Day Finally Dawns at Hogwarts
Umbridge's expression changed drastically.
How is that possible?
Why would this group name their organization after her?
Not only that————
Looking down, her expression changed instantly.
The following text reads:
To uphold the order, discipline, and unwavering will upheld by Lady Umbridge, and to safeguard true justice and tradition in the wizarding world, the Umbridge Army is officially established.
Our aim is to take Lady Umbridge as our spiritual core, adhere to her teachings, unite all magicians who recognize order and authority, and, when necessary, dare to confront forces that shake our foundations, especially when the Ministry of Magic deviates from the right path, resolutely correcting and resisting them.
Finally, there are behavioral guidelines and a slogan:
As long as Umbridge is there, order will stand; Umbridge's will is our destiny.
The future of the magical world must be rooted in Iron Discipline and guided by Loyalty.
Umbridge's army will never retreat.
What was that bang sound?
All the people saw was Umbridge lying limp on the ground, looking at Fudge with pitiful eyes.
"Minister, please believe me."
"This is not my idea, this, this—"
She abruptly pulled Hermione close, grabbing her by the collar, and screamed at the top of her lungs in a shrill voice.
"You—you tell the minister right now, this is all a conspiracy of yours! You're trying to frame me!"
"Disarm you!"
Sean used a disarming spell to send Umbridge flying against the wall.
"Umbridge, now that you've been caught red-handed, what excuse do you have left?"
"Trying to threaten the witness? Do you think we don't exist?"
As he spoke, he looked at Hermione and said with an encouraging look in his eyes.
"Miss Granger, Headmaster Dumbledore, Minister Fudge, and I are here now."
"You don't need to be afraid of Umbridge retaliating against you."
"Please tell me everything that happened to you, and the Ministry of Magic will uphold the law!"
Hermione timidly raised her head.
He glanced at Sean, then at Dumbledore, and finally fixed his gaze on Fudge.
"Minister, all of this was instigated by Professor Umbridge."
"You're lying!"
Umbridge, who was lying against the wall, struggled to sit up and tried to explain.
Sean silenced her with a silent spell.
It's a bit annoying. The voice is awful.
"After the incident at the Hog's Head, Professor Umbridge approached me and wanted us to continue organizing a student group, just as we had discussed at the Hog's Head, but with her as our object of allegiance."
"At first—we refused."
"Because the Ministry of Magic had already issued a ban at that time, which was completely illegal."
"Besides, we must also be loyal to her. We are only loyal to the Ministry of Magic."
"But after hearing our refusal, she tried every means to punish us."
"You can look at my hands; that's the best proof!"
"She has a strange quill pen."
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Fudge was still confused.
The world is changing too fast—so fast that he is somewhat overwhelmed.
Did Umbridge really do it? He didn't believe it.
Who would be stupid enough to organize an army and then arrest themselves?
However, whether or not we do it now is no longer important.
If his subordinates try to seize power and he, as the minister, doesn't react at all and lets it slide, what will others think?
They would think that there would be no loss in usurping power.
Should I also tamper with it?
Unhealthy trends and evil practices must not be allowed to continue!
Besides—did Umbridge really not have this idea?
Please forgive Fudge for not believing that only those who sit in this position can understand its benefits and how tempting the taste of power is.
Everyone coveted his position.
This was true for Dumbledore, and even more so for Umbridge; no one could escape it!
Umbridge is now the deputy minister.
She even became a senior investigator with countless positions—you tell me, she's already achieved this much, doesn't she have any desire to go even further?
So even if it was just to give Umbridge a warning.
This matter should not be left to rest so easily.
But what about Dumbledore?
He abandoned the "heavy" affairs of the Ministry of Magic today to come here, his purpose being to deal with Dumbledore.
How can we punish Dumbledore as well?
As Fudge watched Hermione listing Umbridge's various crimes, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of something.
Got it!
"Miss Granger, I already know."
Fudge gave Hermione a fake smile.
His laughter was unsettling.
"While Umbridge is at fault, you and these students did indeed violate the Ministry of Magic's laws."
According to regulations—
—
"I have the right to expel you from school, and in serious cases, you may even face trial and be sent to Azkaban."
That's right, Fudge has made his move.
In a moment of desperation, he came up with this idea: to use the students to threaten Dumbledore.
There's no trick more effective against Dumbledore than this.
It must be said that Fudge understands Dumbledore.
After she finished speaking, the entire room fell silent. Hermione stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered.
Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a smug expression.
"Mr. Weasley, have you taken notes of everything that happened here today?"
"I need you to write a statement and appear as a witness."
"No need," Dumbledore stepped forward.
"What's wrong?" Fudge asked, feigning concern, with a look of delight on his face.
"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I bear an undeniable responsibility for not being aware of these atrocities."
Dumbledore put the hat that Fudge was trying to put on him on himself.
Fudge's smile grew even brighter.
"Albus, this is none of your business."
"With so much official business to handle every day, it's understandable that you don't know about these things —"
"Oh, really?" Dumbledore winked playfully.
Fudge panicked immediately—he regretted being so polite.
Why is this person adding insult to injury?
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"I mean—" Fudge quickly tried to salvage the situation.
Seeing Fudge's flustered state, Dumbledore stopped teasing him.
"I have decided to resign from my position as headmaster of Hogwarts and reflect on my actions."
Fudge's expression instantly brightened.
"It's good to rest for a while. You're so old, you should take a break."
"but-
—"
"Don't go too far, the mysterious person is still in England."
"The wizarding world and its citizens need your help at any time—you don't want the Mystic to come back all over again, do you?"
Fudge mastered the art of "wanting both".
"Then who will be the principal?" Percy asked, catching the key question.
Without prior arrangement, everyone in the room looked at the same person.
Sean Phillips.
Besides him, is there anyone more suitable?
Sean smiled modestly at the "voters" around him.
Umbridge, standing by the wall, glared angrily at Sean. After so long, the Silent Spell had lost its effectiveness.
"Minister! You promised me!"
"Shut up!"
Sean unleashed another silent spell.
"Do you think the minister would give such an important position as headmaster of Hogwarts to a two-faced scoundrel like you?"
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"I haven't settled accounts with you yet."
"You'll behave once we send you to Azkaban."
Fudge wouldn't actually send Umbridge to Azkaban as Sean suggested; he wouldn't do that. But some punishment would be inevitable.
For example—
He was stripped of his senior investigator status and sent back to the Ministry of Magic to atone for his crimes.
The Ministry of Magic has appointed Sean Phillips (Senior Investigator) to succeed Albus Dumbledore as Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The above regulations are in accordance with Education Order No. 28.
sign:
Overnight, the notice from Minister of Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge had spread throughout the entire school.
No one expected that the arrogant and domineering Umbridge would disappear so quickly, and that Professor Phillips would replace Dumbledore and Umbridge.
Daylight finally broke at Hogwarts.
Will Dumbledore ever return?
Such questions were everywhere in the auditorium.
As the only person to have witnessed and participated in everything in Dumbledore's office, Hermione naturally became the object of everyone's eager inquiries.
"Maybe, I don't know."
Hermione said this to others.
For many people, whether Dumbledore returns or not is not that important.
What if you come back? What if you don't?
The important thing is—Umbridge is gone.
During the three days Umbridge was gone, the Gryffindor common room hosted parties for three consecutive nights.
Harry was finally able to eat his "favorite" chive and blueberry filling again.
"This toast is to Professor Phillips!"
Sean also moved smoothly into Dumbledore's office.
Looking at the surrounding decorations—a bit nostalgic—but the first thing he did after moving here was to move all those talking portraits to the storage room and lock them up.
"You can't treat us like this!"
"We have served Hogwarts, shed blood for it, and we have all been headmasters of Hogwarts."
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Hearing what the portraits said, Sean thought for a moment and reflected on his behavior.
It seems that it really shouldn't be done.
So where should we put them?
Finally, these portraits were moved to the basement, near the corridor of the potions classroom.
It seems a bit deserted there.
Snape had a strong opinion about this.
However, since Sean brought up his identity and offered to take over Harry's Occlumency training, Snape reluctantly agreed.
After assuming the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts, the system also entered an upgrade hibernation period.
That night, a major battle broke out in the principal's office.
This was definitely a very novel and exciting experience for Tonks.
The next day, in addition to the announcement that Sean would be the principal, there was another announcement.
A batch of pamphlets, leaflets, and notices about various magical professions appeared on a table in the Gryffindor Tower, along with another notice posted on the bulletin board, which read:
Career counseling is required for all fifth-year students to attend a brief meeting during the first week of the summer term to discuss future career plans with the Dean of the College. The specific schedule is as follows.
This news successfully overshadowed the buzz surrounding Sean's appointment as headmaster among the fifth graders, who, including Hermione, began to focus on their own employment prospects.
"I don't want to be a therapist."
Ron was intently reading a flyer that featured the emblem of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries: crossed bones and a wand.
"It says here that you need at least an E in the NEWTs exams for Potions, Herbalism, Transfiguration, Charms, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. I mean—good heavens, that's way too high a requirement!"
"This is a very responsible job, isn't it?"
Hermione spoke absentmindedly, while intently reading a pink and orange flyer.
The title reads: Are you suited for Muggle liaison work?
"It seems this job doesn't require many qualifications, just a Muggle research certificate in 0.W.Ls, and most importantly, passion, patience, and a good sense of humor!"
This aligns perfectly with Professor Phillips's expertise.
Hermione might not know about other achievements, but the little ones already had a clear idea of who would receive the Muggle research certificate from 0.W.Ls.
"If you're going to deal with my uncle, a good sense of humor isn't enough," Harry said gloomily. "You'd better also be good at running away."
He was reading half of a pamphlet about wizarding banking.
"Listen to this: Travel, adventure, treasure hunting in danger and rich rewards—if you're looking for a challenging career, consider joining Gringotts Wizarding Bank. We're currently recruiting spellbreakers, offering exciting overseas missions—" Unfortunately, they require training in arithmetic and divination. Hermione, you're definitely up for the job!
"I'm not very interested in working at Gringotts Bank."
"Where do you want to go?"
"I want to go to the Ministry of Magic."
After thinking it over, Hermione reaffirmed her ambition.
"Yes, I want to go to the Ministry of Magic."
"To the Ministry of Magic?"
Ron, however, was somewhat worried about this.
"I don't think going to the Ministry of Magic is a good choice—haven't you seen Percy? Percy has been a completely different person ever since he joined the Ministry. I guarantee it."
"Promise what?" Harry asked curiously.
"The Ministry of Magic definitely possesses a spell that can bewitch people. Wizards who enter the Ministry of Magic right after graduation are highly likely to be bewitched by this spell."
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"But Percy has always been like that, hasn't he?"
After Harry exposed his mistake, Ron was speechless.
Despite this, Harry was not in a good mood because he had another dream yesterday.
The people in his dream were not Voldemort, but his parents.
He began to wonder if he should go and apologize to Snape.
Harry kept reminding himself that Lily's involvement was due to her integrity.
But he still remembered the look on her face when she lashed out at James that time, an look that, like many other things that bothered him, deeply disturbed his emotions.
Clearly, Lily didn't like James very much.
Harry simply couldn't understand how they ended up getting married. There were even times when he couldn't help but wonder if James had forced her—
Five years have passed, and his father's image remains a source of comfort and encouragement for him.
He always felt proud whenever someone said he looked like James.
But now—what about now?
Sure enough, he still couldn't get over it in his mind.
It's time to go apologize to Snape.
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