Ai Wen's voice just fell, and Umbridge moved uneasy.
"Murder?" Fudge said in a rough voice. "It's just nonsense. It sounds ridiculous. In the past few years you have compiled too many stories, from the basilisk to the mysterious man. Now there is someone in the Ministry of Magic who is trying to kill Harry Wave. special?"
"But this is very likely to be the fact, Mr. Minister." Ai Wen said, "As long as you check it out, you will know that if someone orders the Dementor, it will definitely leave a clue, and the Ministry of Magic can have the right to order. There are not many people with souls..."
"You don't want to say that I am trying to murder Harry Potter?!" Fudge shouted, his face turned brownish. "Insane, it is not normal. Look, Dumbledore, this Is the student you taught, you won't believe in the child's story?"
There are no more than five inside the Ministry of Magic that can control the Dementors. Fudge naturally thinks that Ai Wen will say him again.
undefinedHe is now like a bucket, and it will explode when touched.
It is impossible to analyze this matter calmly and calmly analyze it.
Umbridge coughed softly and explored her body from the shadows to see her clearly.
She lived like a pale cockroach, short and fat, with a large, fleshy face, like Harry's Vernon coward, unable to see the neck, a big mouth squatting down, eyes wide. Round, slightly convex outward.
Even the black velvet bow worn on her short hair reminds me of a big fly.
This looks as if she is preparing to stick out a slim long tongue to catch it.
"Oh!" Fudge said. "This host allows Senior Vice Minister Dolores Jan Umrich to speak."
So she spoke with a little girl like a fuss, a sharp and thin voice.
"I am sorry, I believe that I must have misunderstood what you mean." She said, there were smirk on her face, and the two big round eyes were still as indifferent as before. "I am so stupid, but I think Just a moment ago, Mr. Mason seemed to be accusing the Ministry of Magic of ordering to attack the boy?"
She gave a silver bell-like laughter, making people hear the hair behind her neck erect.
Several members of Wissen Gamo laughed with her, but no one really felt funny, which is obviously more obvious.
"This is just a possibility, and it is not the Ministry of Magic, but someone in the Ministry of Magic."
"What is the difference?" Fudge said with a sigh.
"I think Aiwen is very reasonable, and that's exactly what I want to say." Dumbledore said softly. "If the Dementors really only accept the orders of the Ministry of Magic, if the two dementors are a week. Before actually attacking Harry and his cousin, then logically, it may be that someone in the Ministry of Magic ordered the Dementors to attack. Of course, these two special dementors may not be controlled by the Ministry of Magic. ..."
"No dementors are under the control of the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge said sharply.
Dumbledore nodded slightly and smiled.
"So, obviously, the Ministry of Magic will undoubtedly thoroughly investigate why the two dementors will run so far away from Azkaban, why they attacked people without approval."
"Enough, it's enough. Dumbledore, what the Ministry does or doesn't do, it's not up to you to decide!" Fudge said rudely, his face was completely purple at the moment. "You and you." Don't tell the Ministry of Magic that the kid next to you, you don't have this right."
"Of course it is." Dumbledore said without hesitation. "But as an ordinary people who care about the progress of this matter, I just said that I believe that this matter will definitely be checked out."
He glanced at Ms. Bowens, who re-adjusted her monocle and glared at Dumbledore again, seeming to understand something.
"I want to remind you that the behavior of the two dementors, even if they are not the product of the two children's cranky thoughts, is not the subject of this interrogation!" Fudge said, he gasped, turned his head and ignored them. "We are here to interrogate Harry Potter's violation of the Law on the Legal Constraints of Juvenile Wizards!"
"Of course it is!" said Dumbledore. "But the appearance of the dementors in the alleys is closely related to the case. The seventh article of the law states that in special circumstances, magic can be used in front of Muggles. Special circumstances include the threat to the life of the wizard or other wizards or Muggles who are present at the same time..."
"We are very familiar with the content of Article 7, I really appreciate you!" Fudge yelled.
"Of course it is." Dumbledore said with no humbleness, "So we all agree that Harry's use of the Guardian Curse is in line with the special circumstances described in Article 7?"
"That is to say that if there is a dementor, I doubt it."
"You have heard a witness witnessed." Dumbledore interrupted him. "If you still suspect that she is not telling the truth, may wish to call her in again and ask questions again. I think she will definitely not object. "
"I, that, me, not..." Fudge snarled in anger and fiddled with the paper in front of him. "I want to end this thing today, Dumbledore!"
"But you will certainly listen to the testimony of a witness, because sloppy behavior will cause serious misjudgments."
"Serious misjudgment, my goodness!" Fudge said, "Dumbledore, do you have to worry about how much ridiculous lies the child made up, just to cover up his openness outside the school." Abuse of magic! I think you probably have forgotten the hovercraft that he used three years ago..."
"That's not me, it's a house elf!" said Harry.
"See it?" Fudge groaned, making an exaggerated gesture toward Harry. "A domestic elf, in a Muggle house, is this possible?"
"The house elf is currently employed by Avon, and he is in Hogwarts' kitchen." Dumbledore said, "If you like, I can call him here to testify."
"I, no, I don't have time to listen to the little elf in the house! And, not only this thing, he also bloated his aunt, God!" Fudge shouted, punching the judge's bench. , knocked over a bottle of ink.
"You did not make any accusations very kindly at the time. I think you also agree that even the best wizards can't always control their emotions." Dumbledore said calmly, Fudge scrubbed the ink on his notes.
"And there is Edwin Mason next to him. He hasn't known much trouble in recent years. We are too tolerant of these two children!" Fudge continued to shout, "Just in last year's Quidditch In the World Cup finals, he battled with the **** vampire in front of all the wizards around the world, and used a metamorphosis..."
"Obviously, this is not Ai Wen's mistake. It is something the Ministry of Magic should be responsible for. If you can ensure the safety of the game, Ai Wen will not have to risk the dangerous and dangerous vampires to fight. Connelly, you are Do you want to pursue this?"