After tampering with the memories of Fudge and his group, Albert was surrounded by enthusiastic crowds, who were chattering about what had just happened.

Sure enough, everyone has done bad things together, and the relationship will always improve very quickly.

Albert was quite satisfied with this. After glancing at the task he had just completed, he smiled and raised his finger at everyone, making a shush gesture, "Don't tell the public about this, I think you definitely don't want to cause trouble for yourselves. Well, it should be unified with the outside world, how should you say it, you should be clear?"

"They knocked themselves out." The crowd grinned.

Everyone had beaten Fudge or Umbridge, and of course no one wanted to get themselves into trouble.

"Okay, take the person to the school hospital first." Albert turned his head and greeted his roommate: "Jordan, please go to the hall, tell Professor Flitwick what happened here, and ask him to avoid it as much as possible. Let all the Aurors in."

"Come here to help, the others are gone." Albert waved his wand and conjured up several stretchers, put Fudge and his group on the stretcher, and ordered a few acquaintances and prefects to help take them to the school hospital .

The twins Harry and Wesley greeted the others to gather at the Room of Requirement, ready to tell them what to do next, and they also planned to prepare a big surprise for Fudge and his group.

"You are this?"

Under Madam Pomfrey's astonished gaze, everyone carried Fudge and his group into the school hospital.

"They knocked themselves out," McMillan explained.

"Yeah, Peeves threw a slippery bomb." That's how everyone else looked.

Madam Pomfrey's face twitched, and Professor McGonagall next to him glanced at Albert and pretended to know nothing.

Not long after, the Aurors outside sent a few more people into the castle with Professor Flitwick. After seeing the fainted Fudge and his group, they really couldn't understand what it meant to "stun myself".

Under the watchful eyes of the Aurors, Fudge and his group were gradually awakened by Madam Pomfrey.

"Catch Dumbledore, that guy is trying to form an army to overthrow me!" When Fudge woke up again, he still repeated the previous sentence.

The Aurors looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The students who originally planned to stay to watch the fun were all driven by Albert to the corridor outside the hospital to prevent them from revealing themselves in front of the Aurors.

After all, it is an Auror, the elite of the entire magic world, certainly not too stupid, it is always right to be on guard.

The two Aurors who had entered the castle with Albert were also awakened, and suddenly they didn't know what to say. They can't understand that they slipped and fell unconscious when they stepped on something?

As absurd as this may sound, the last memory of the two Aurors was exactly that.

"Potter said that Professor Dumbledore had escaped." Albert said coldly.

"You guy..."

For some reason, Fudge always felt a little pain in his face, no, it should be said that his whole body hurt, but Fudge finally stopped calling Albert Dumbledore's accomplice.

Of course, the more reason is that the false memory that Albert implanted took effect.

"what!"

A shrill scream startled everyone.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Umbridge lightly touching his cheek with his fingers, screaming in pain, "What's wrong with my face, what's wrong with my face, it hurts."

Umbridge couldn't understand why his face hurt so hot, as if he had been slapped countless times.

"Your face is alright, ma'am. I suspect that it was the face that hit the ground first when you fell. I'll get you some medicine, and it'll be fine in a while." Madam Pomfrey's tone was unfriendly, because she had just It has been learned from Professor McGonagall that Fudge and Umbridge had overdosed on Veritaserum in order to force Dumbledore away.

"Wes, I need you to send a copy of the statement just now, and by the way remind the Ministry of Magic to want Dumbledore." Fudge was thinking of consolidating his achievements at the first time. He never dreamed that this day would come. This is the best chance the Ministry of Magic has to take control of Hogwarts.

"Okay sir, I promise." Percy struggled to get up from the bed.

"I think you're wasting your time," said Professor McGonagall contemptuously. "If Dumbledore doesn't want to be found, you won't be able to catch him even if you squeeze your head."

"Hmph, Minerva, the Ministry of Magic will soon have Dumbledore." Fudge glared at Professor McGonagall savagely, and continued, "Due to the absence of the headmaster at Hogwarts, Dolores will be the next step. Taking over as principal, she has never disappointed."

"I'll get Hogwarts back in order as soon as possible." Umbridge forced a smirk, happily accepting a position that wasn't hers.

However, Umbridge obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem. After they drove Dumbledore away, the "devil" who had been bound by the shackles was completely released, and she did not realize what she was about to face.

"Oh, it seems that Sybil's prophecy has come true again, which is really surprising." Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly, and the expression on his face was very strange.

After hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Umbridge's smile froze completely, because several prophecies about her left by Trelawney, who had been expelled from her, have now gradually been fulfilled.

This seems to indicate that the bad prophecies that follow will also be fulfilled one by one?

Will she die in Azkaban prison?

Umbridge's good mood of being the headmaster was all gone.

Fudge didn't have time to care about the change in Umbridge's expression. He was still immersed in the joy of defeating Dumbledore, and he was already thinking about going back to the Ministry of Magic to hold a press conference. He wanted to expose Dumbledore's crimes to the public. , to suppress all the original opposition.

Fudge knew very well that even if he attacked Dumbledore through various means, there were still many Dumbledore supporters in the Ministry of Magic and the entire magical world.

The Ministry of Magic has been spreading the news that he is about to step down in the summer, which was released by Dumbledore's supporters.

Just when Fudge left the school hospital with a group of Aurors in high spirits, he suddenly felt as if something had hit his head.

A sickening stench spread across the hallway, and everyone stopped, staring dumbfounded at the Minister of Magic who was reaching for his head.

Fudge looked at the remains of the dung bomb on his palm, and the expression on his face froze immediately, and was replaced by anger.

However, the attackers did not give Fudge time to be angry, and more and more large dung bombs flew towards Fudge, continuously hitting Fudge and Umbridge's heads, faces and backs of heads.

The Aurors who were stunned by the sudden change also moved quickly, trying to protect Fudge in Umbridge.

"Damn!"

No matter how angry Fudge was, it couldn't change the fact that they were hit by a dung bomb.

To make matters worse, even the Aurors couldn't completely protect the two of them. More and more dung bombs flew towards them under the pull of magic, and they kept hitting several people. Galleon.

After a while, a few people were wrapped in a layer of disgusting shit-colored mud and ran outside, and behind them were more big dung bombs chasing them frantically, and sometimes big dung bombs would also come from the front. Come out and attack them.

Under the astonished gazes of countless Aurors, Fudge and his gang were driven out of the castle with dung bombs.

Looking at the group of embarrassed figures, Professor McGonagall's mouth curled slightly, and Albert could vaguely hear her saying that she was doing a good job.

"Fred and George did a good job," Albert said softly.

Professor McGonagall coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Did you already know this would happen?"

"I guessed it." Albert said calmly.

"When will that woman leave?" Professor McGonagall didn't even bother to mention Umbridge's name.

"Before the end of this semester." Albert said without hesitation.

"Months to come." Professor McGonagall grumbled and walked away.

"Good job." Albert withdrew his gaze from Professor McGonagall, looked back at the direction Fudge and his group fled, and said softly, "It seems that I have to prepare more for them to spend on advertising."

Of course, this incident was caused by Harry and the Wesley brothers with the students who were against the Toad Alliance. Peeves also participated in the carnival in the end. In order to thank Umbridge and Fudge for driving Dumbledore away, They decided to use the dung bomb they bought a while ago to send them off.

For this reason, they consumed most of the inventory they had previously purchased, and the only thing that was more difficult was probably Filch. The large dung bomb residues along the corridor were not easy to clean up, and what was even worse was that the corridor became unpleasant.

However, this is not in their consideration, who made Filch plan to stand on Umbridge's side.

The Hogwarts carnival is about to begin.

The next day, everyone found that the cloth high wall was filled with education orders again, and the largest and most obvious picture frame on the wall was the latest education order.

The Ministry of Magic has appointed Dolores Jane Umbridge to replace Albus. Dumbledore becomes headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Comply with the above regulations.

Signed: Minister for Magic Cornelius Oswald Fudge.

Before this announcement from the Ministry of Magic came out, many students had already obtained first-hand information in advance, and heard in advance that Dumbledore easily subdued a group of people from the Ministry of Magic, and walked away easily under the eyes of everyone.

Well, the people of Slytherin don't know, the main reason is that no Slytherin students have been recruited among the members of da.

However, the most interesting thing is that Fudge and his gang were eventually chased out of Hogwarts with a dung bomb.

I don't know who is so powerful, and even took a picture of Fudge's group being chased and killed by big dung bombs and running wild.

As for the latest report on , no one took it seriously.

Everyone knows that what is now is Fudge's dog-legged, vocal barrel, which only publishes news that Fudge would like to see, or would like to publish.

Isn't it normal for news to smear Dumbledore in the newspapers?

Similar situations have been happening for half a year, and everyone has become accustomed to it, and many students even stopped ordering.

"Dumbledore will be back soon, they can't get rid of him." Many people believed this.

Compared with the news that Dumbledore was forced to leave and Fudge was driven away by a dung bomb, the fact that Albert blocked the Auror outside the castle was not so popular, and it was more that the girls liked to talk about it. The famous party even exaggerated the scene at that time.

It is said that Albert directly beat the Aurors down, so that they did not dare to break into Hogwarts Castle rashly.

Although this statement is obviously impossible, Albert has a wand per person, and it is true that the Aurors are blocked from the outside.

And Sybil Trelawney's prophecy has also occupied a corner of the hot topic at Hogwarts and has become a topic that countless people who eat melons love to talk about.

After Trelawney's prediction was confirmed again, he seemed to be silently mocking Umbridge's blindness.

What's more, Umbridge's end was not a good one for Sybill Trelawney's predictions.

Wherever Umbridge went in the castle now, people could be heard whispering about Trelawney's prophecies and her tragic death in Azkaban prison.

This made Umbridge extremely irritable, and even if she forbade people to discuss Trelawney's prophecy to no avail, she could still hear some schadenfreude every time she passed by.

What made Umbridge's mood even worse was that the headmaster's office was automatically closed, and she could no longer enter it, as if even Hogwarts Castle was resisting her becoming headmaster, which made Umbridge's temper become more Extremely cranky.

"I think she's bent on getting into the headmaster's office," said Hermione in disgust, "and trying to ride the head of all the teachers, and this stupid megalomaniac, power-hungry toad will pay for it sooner or later. cost."

"Can you appreciate our good intentions now?" Fred teased with a smile.

"There shouldn't be a trace of kindness with toads," George added, "Oh, by the way, I just met the Malfoy kid who was wearing the Investigative Action Team badge that Toad gave out to give people points. "

"How is Ginny?" Ron was more concerned about his sister.

"It's alright, the Veritaserum didn't affect her. We're going to show some color to those so-called investigation teams. Are you together?"

"Count me in," said Harry.

Ron muttered, "Next time I see Percy, I'll have to give him some color."

"You can hang him up and smoke him," said George, grinning. "I can provide you with a belt then."

"Harry, Toad can't wait to catch you now and kick you out of school." Hermione warned, then cast a look of help at Albert.

"It's too early, now is the best opportunity for you to promote a wave of toys in the joke shop." Albert ignored Hermione's gaze and said calmly, "If you want hot sales in the future ."

Fred and George looked at each other, nodded and said, "You're right, it's a rare opportunity."

Hermione looked at Albert stupidly, not knowing what to say for a while.

"What's wrong?" Albert asked.

"Nothing, just a little...incomprehensible."

"You mean they're going to drop out of school?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"right."

"I think my mother has to scold me to death."

Ron felt that Fred and George's decision was crazy, but he also knew what their confidence was.

"What do you study for?" Albert asked suddenly, before Hermione could answer, he continued, "For them, studying is for making money, in order to realize their wish to run a joke shop, and they are now a short distance away from this wish. It's one step away, do you think they will still care if they graduate?"

"Wes Lai, what do you choose to drop out of five thousand Galleons and continue to go to school?" Albert continued to ask.

"Probably continue to go to school!" Ron hesitated for a long time before he said.

"Are you sure?" Albert asked with a smile.

"Well, I'll ask for five thousand Galleons," said Ron dryly.

"Ron..." Hermione looked at Ron in disbelief.

"Even at the Ministry of Magic, you don't get paid much for a month," Ron said with a sigh.

"that is the truth."