Fudge put his wand to his throat and shouted into the Great Hall.

The noise in the auditorium gradually disappeared and fell into dead silence again. People all turned to look at Fudge.

"Ministry of Magic, those bastards from the Ministry of Magic!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"They want to judge us again."

Countless students took out their wands and threw stun spells and disarming spells at the entrance of the auditorium.

After seeing the indignant students, the members of the crisis response team suddenly felt bad, and they all clenched their wands to block Fudge. However, this was not a good idea, because there were too many students, and they were knocked away by the spell.

If Percy hadn't quickly grabbed Fudge, he would have been knocked unconscious by the spell.

"Stop, stop it quickly, I am the Minister of Magic, you can't do that to me!" Fudge broke away from Percy's hand and shouted angrily.

However, what responded to him was a spell.

"They are crazy, they are planning to rebel." Fudge was going crazy.

"Calm down, Minister." Percy grabbed Fudge's shoulders and shook him hard, shouting loudly: "Calm down, calm down."

"Okay, thank you Weasley." Fudge took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"What on earth did Umbridge do?" Scrimgeour looked furious. From the abnormal and extreme behavior of the students at Hogwarts, it was not difficult to guess that the students at Hogwarts were completely annoyed.

"Maybe, we should talk to them and find out what happened." Percy took a deep breath and suggested.

"Minister, Mr. Robards is awake." A member of the curse-breaking team shouted to them. The team spent a lot of effort to lift the spell on Gadwin Robards.

"What's with those robes?"

Fudge noticed the robe that was still stuck to the wall, frowned and asked the curse-breaker.

"The permanent sticking spells, we can't remove them." The leader of the spell-removing team explained.

"Permanent sticking spell?"

Scrimgeour looked at the robes neatly pasted on the wall with an extremely ugly look on his face. This will forever be a shame to the Aurors.

"Galdwin, tell me what happened here and why you were hung." Scrimgeour asked his deputy.

"Sorry, we messed up." Gadwin Robards lowered his head in shame.

"We don't want to hear an apology, tell us why."

"Let me tell you!"

A sharp voice sounded from behind.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw Professor Flitwick walking towards here with a group of professors. Behind them were a large group of students holding wands. The wizards around them couldn't help but become nervous. No one liked being pointed at by wands.

No one dares to underestimate this group of students. A few unlucky ones are still lying there.

Flitwick calmly recounted the entire incident, from Umbridge's attempt to judge the students, to Fred and George setting off fireworks around the castle, and finally escaping from the Aurors' trap.

Umbridge thought that Albert was helping them. Professor McGonagall tried to reason with Umbridge, but was attacked by the Aurors and was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for emergency treatment.

The actions of the Aurors completely angered Albert, who knocked down all the Aurors alone and hung them on the wall.

Among them, two members of the investigation team tried to intervene in the duel and sneak attack on Albert, and were sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for rescue by the Obstacle Curse. In addition, Umbridge used the Cruciatus Curse to sneak attack Albert, and was sentenced to death.

In retaliation, he was whipped hundreds of times.

Everyone was stunned when they heard Professor Flitwick's words.

What they couldn't accept the most was that the legendary genius actually brought down all the Aurors alone?

Simply unbelievable.

Fudge wanted to refute, but looked at the wand pointed at them and finally swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

"Is everything he said true? Scrimgeour glared at his deputy in annoyance.

A group of people dueled with one person, and they were beaten by the other party. It was a shame for the Aurors.

"We didn't originally intend to arrest Albert, but someone took the initiative..." Gavin Robards did not continue, but Scrimgeour understood everything.

"I suggest you leave here." Professor Flitwick suggested helplessly: "To avoid unpleasant conflicts, everyone is extremely disgusted with the Ministry of Magic now. I think you understand what I mean."

"You plan to protect criminals!" Fudge said through gritted teeth.

The next moment, Fudge regretted it. This was definitely one of the worst decisions he had ever made.

"Covering criminals, no, no, Albert is not a criminal, and he is not in Hogwarts now." Professor Flitwick shook his head and reminded.

"Mr. Anderson is not a criminal," one student shouted.

"The Ministry of Magic is racking up charges again."

"Kick them out."

"Damn it, can't you shut up?"

Scrimgeour looked at Fudge angrily, and he saw a large number of stun spells coming towards everyone.

"Oh my God!" Flitwick muttered, "I warned you."

"Throw out this bunch of rubbish from the Ministry of Magic." Lee Jordan stood up and loudly ordered the students of Hogwarts to throw all the Ministry of Magic employees out of the school gate.

Ever since Albert knocked down the Aurors and slapped Umbridge hard, the students at Hogwarts seemed to have turned on a magical switch. They no longer feared Umbridge, nor the Ministry of Magic.

According to Albert's prophecy, both Umbridge and Minister of Magic Fudge will step down soon, and even the Ministry of Magic will collapse in the future. There is no need to worry at all, because they will soon be overwhelmed.
Chapter completed!