"You fool!" said Professor McGonagall. "I can feel the storm that I read from the newspaper! Think of Crouch, the hands and feet of the Goblet of Fire, and everything Harry said!"

Fudge's face turned purple and red, "That's all--accident! Minerva, my information tells me, that child," he pointed at Harry, "often having nightmares, my god, he can still talk to the snake! Now he said he has resisted the pyrotechnic curse--"

"Uh, Mr. Minister," Ron raised his hand, "Although I don't want to interrupt you, I actually got a digging curse, it's really hard to endure, I wish I could die immediately," he grinned and said with a smile: "But I look quite conscious now..."

A loud sob came from the crowd.

"Oh, poor little Ronnie! Poor Harry! What did you bear?" Mrs. Weasley said in tears, and Bill and Mr. Weasley hugged her left and right.

Foggy was still staring at them stubbornly, and he looked at Hermione, "You won't say you've been hit by the pirated curse, do you?"

"I didn't," Hermione said calmly, "the one who hurt me was Yaxley, who was from the Ministry of Magic, and was ordered to protect our guards, so I refused you to go in. What if there is a Voldemort's undercover among you?"

"Absurd! Absurd!" Fudge said loudly, panting, "I will say it again, the truth has not been found out yet, and you cannot express the conjecture as facts." He looked at Dumbledore and said in a pleading tone, "Dumbledore, you should consider it for me, I must do something."

"Foge, Foge," Dumbledore said sternly: "The biggest problem is that you did too little before and now you want to do too much, and go further and further down the wrong path. What you need most now is to calm down and remove all the Aurors, and I promise you that you will get the whole truth tomorrow morning."

Forge looked at Dumbledore with a pale face and a panic look. "Tomorrow...? Whose truth is it? The truth you want?" As soon as he said it, he regretted it.

His words poked the hornet's nest, Professor McGonagall shouted, and the rude voices of Hager and Moody echoed in the night sky, and the students stared at each other, what did they hear, Fudge was slandering their principal?

Fudge's body shook with fear, "Dumbledore, you also see the testimony of three students and a gentleman with good reputation. Which one should I believe? Besides, Yaxley is all dead..." A haze floated in his heart.

Yes, Yaxley is dead. Who is the power behind him? Could it be... impossible!

At this time, the sound of footsteps approached from a distance, and the crowd made a gap. It was Auror who rushed over to reinforce.

"Minister, all the Aurors and strikers in the ministry are here, but..." Delis said with a careful look around.

"Very good," Fudge said, "Very good!" He said it loudly again, as if he had added countless courage.

He stared at the air, not looking at Dumbledore's eyes, and issued an order to Auror: "The arrest of Felix Hepp is blocked...it is considered to be an obstacle to law enforcement and take it away together."

"Listen to me, Fudge! Think about what you are doing!" Dumbledore stepped forward, and his body exuded an indescribable force.

Fauci couldn't help but take a step back, but he still stubbornly refused to look at him, "You should also think about what you are doing, Dumbledore!" He retorted, waved his hand, and the black Aurors and the strikers raised their wands and moved forward step by step.

"Sorry, I can't let you take the professor away like this." Hermione raised her wand with trembling trembling.

"Mr. Minister, I went over and respect you very much, but I didn't expect-" Harry shook his head and took a step forward, and Ron stood beside him.

Fudge finally lost his mind and roared loudly, "Are you going to fight against the Ministry of Magic?"

"It depends on how you define 'anti-Ministry' and 'anti-tyranny'." A voice from the crowd said softly. Fred and George stood up, pulled out their wands and pointed at Fudge.

Fuji's eyes widened.

Then another student stood up.

"My grandma said, keep doing the right thing. You're not doing it right." Neville said tremblingly, while raising his wand. His words attracted the approval of Gryffindor students.

"Sir, we hope you can think carefully." Cedric said, with Collins and Roger in front of Harry. Some students from the other three academy walked out under the leadership of the three Warriors, standing in front of Harry and the others, pointing with their wands at Fudge and the Aurors.

"We're here too." Draco Malfoy's eyes flashed, and he looked at the crowd that kept gathering and said to his two followers.

The members of the Magic Wen Club came out;

Some of the students who had the duel class came out;

Some students who have taken the courses of ancient magic literature also came out;

On more occasions, students who had received Felix's casual guidance came out;

The tip of the stick splashed red sparks, brighter than the starry sky at night.

When only one or two people stood up, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic could still move forward calmly; when the number of people pointing at them reached one-third, they stopped; when more people were infected by the tragic and solemn atmosphere, and under the guidance of their companions, they quietly raised their wands and looked at them with angry eyes, and when the number exceeded half, the Aurors only wanted to escape from here immediately.

"You, you-"

Fuji looked blankly at the wand pointing at him from all directions, because the courage that Auror gathered was pierced like a soap bubble in the sun. He was dizzy and had only one thought in his heart.
Chapter completed!