Chapter 664 I'm Just Doing the Right Thing

"Please believe me, Professor Umbridge, I am not hiding anything. In fact, my owl flew to the Ministry of Magic three hours ago."

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Kyle looked at Umbridge who was glaring at him, and said calmly: "There are very detailed investigation results, which are all the information I recently inquired from Hagrid."

"I hope you didn't lie to me." Umbridge said harshly, not even using her usual coquettish voice.

"Of course not." Kyle shook his head, "If I had known that you would come back early, I would not have sent the owl to the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge came back early, and on the afternoon when Kyle locked Harry in the Room of Requirement, she rushed into the castle with undisguised anger.

"I shouldn't have left the school." Umbridge gritted her teeth and said, "Tell me what you found."

"Someone is writing to Dumbledore." Kyle said calmly, "And there are many people."

Umbridge stared at Kyle with a scrutinizing look, and nodded slowly after hearing what he said. "It seems that you didn't lie to me."

"Of course not." Kyle asked, "Professor, how did you know about this?"

"You are not the only one in this school." Umbridge said meaningfully, "The Minister wants to see you."

"Great." Kyle said happily, "Are we going to the Ministry of Magic now?"

"Of course, the sooner the better." Umbridge grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace.

"Hurry up, don't let the Minister wait too long."

Kyle was a little surprised.

After all, in Hogwarts, except for the headmaster's office, the fireplaces in other places are not connected to the Floo network, including the professor's office.

But Kyle soon thought that if Umbridge wanted to open a Floo network for the fireplace in her office, it didn't seem to be a difficult task.

He walked into the fireplace calmly and shouted, "Ministry of Magic!"

The next second, Kyle found himself in the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, where the entire corridor was lined with fireplaces, and wizards walked in or out of it every moment.

Soon, Umbridge also came.

"Follow me." She said, and then led Kyle through the crowded crowd and strode towards the elevator without any intention of hiding.

Even in the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge was very famous. Everyone they met along the way would make way for her and greet Umbridge enthusiastically.

But in places where Umbridge could not see, they would immediately put on another disgusted expression.

But Umbridge didn't know this. She was like a toad with a stiff neck, striding in front with her neck held high.

Soon, they came to the elevator.

Umbridge chose the one that had just come down.

Although there were still many people waiting outside, no one came in until the golden fence in front of the elevator was closed... There were only Umbridge and Kyle in the elevator.

Umbridge seemed to be accustomed to this and didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Professor, does the Minister want to see me for something?" Kyle couldn't help asking.

"You'll know when you get there." Umbridge glanced at Kyle and didn't answer.

Kyle nodded and didn't ask any more.

Because there was no one else, the elevator quickly reached its destination.

"First floor." The emotionless female voice said: "Minister's office, including the office of the senior deputy minister, the office of the assistant minister, and the logistics department."

They walked out of the elevator and walked along the corridor.

Kyle noticed that there was a very imposing golden door with a sign of the Minister's Office. But strangely, Umbridge didn't stop here, but continued to walk forward, all the way to the end of the corridor, in front of a door with the word "Tea Room" written on it.

Umbridge's previous arrogance disappeared, and she turned into a flattering look and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Fudge's voice came from inside.

After getting permission, Umbridge pushed the door open.

This was a room about the same size as a Hogwarts classroom, with only one person in it.

"Minister." Umbridge said respectfully.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Dolores." Fudge nodded, he looked at Kyle, and forced a smile, "Sorry, kid, I called you over during the holidays."

"It's okay, Mr. Minister." Kyle said sincerely: "Compared to the boring holidays, I am willing to do something more meaningful."

"It's rare that you think so." Fudge laughed again, much more naturally than before.

"Hypocritical guy." Umbridge cursed in her heart, but on the surface she still looked like she was smiling.

"Hurry up and sit down." Fudge pointed to the seat opposite him, "What do you like to drink, butter beer? Or black tea? I think red currant rum is the best, but you are not yet an adult, right?"

"Then butter beer."

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, a bottle of butter beer appeared on the table in front of him. Judging from the bottle, it should be a product of the Leaky Cauldron.

"I just received your letter." Fudge said casually, "To be honest, I have never seen such a big owl. Dawlish swore that it was a new magical animal."

"Ladon is usually greedy, so he grew a little bigger." Kyle said with a smile.

"So what you wrote in the letter is true?" Fudge said suddenly, "Someone has been contacting Dumbledore recently?"

Umbridge on the side frowned and glanced at Kyle intentionally or unintentionally.

Although Fudge's words proved that Kyle had indeed written a letter, Umbridge did not expect that the letter was not sent to her, but was sent directly to Fudge, which made her very unhappy.

But she couldn't show it in front of Fudge, so she could only keep it in her mind, preparing to settle the score with Kyle when she returned to Hogwarts.

"Indeed."

Kyle didn't know what Umbridge was thinking. He put down the butterbeer in his hand and said, "As far as I know, Dumbledore has been in contact with wizards who are very famous in the wizarding world recently. MacPhail, Nicolas Flamel and Madame Maxime of Beauxbatons.

"Of course, there must be others. They don't communicate directly. They are all relayed by Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts.

It’s just that Hagrid’s... well, he has a strong sense of confidentiality. I didn’t see the content of the letter, and I don’t know what they were doing. "

"Of course it's to fight against the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge's expression suddenly became distorted and he slapped the table hard.

"It's not that serious." Kyle whispered, "It might be for other things..."

"No, you underestimate them too much." Fudge turned to look at Umbridge, "Show it to him."

"But..." Umbridge hesitated.

"It doesn't matter, Kyle is one of our own and we can trust him completely," Foley said.

There was no way, even if she didn't want to, Umbridge could only take out an opened letter and put it on the table.

Kyle clearly saw what it said.

[You should have done this a long time ago, Albus, see you on the 20th. 】

Kyle almost laughed out loud. This letter was so familiar to him. It was supposed to be sent to Hagrid, but instead it ended up here with Umbridge.

Needless to say, someone must have attacked the owl delivering the letter and snatched the letter.

Of course, although he knew what was going on, Kyle still pretended to be confused and asked: "Professor, what is this?"

"The letters exchanged between Dumbledore and those people are also evidence of their attempts to rebel against the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge said in an exaggerated voice: "I simply can't imagine that such an appalling thing could happen in Hogwarts."

Then, there was a bit of pride in her tone. "They even added anti-peep magic to the envelope. As long as someone tries to open the envelope, the letter inside will be automatically destroyed, but I finally cracked it."

Kyle blinked. Didn't they use anti-Muggle magic? How did it become an anti-peep magic that can automatically destroy letters? Does the Owl Post Office still have this kind of business?

This was obviously asking for credit. If he hadn't known the truth, he might have been fooled by her.

Looking at Umbridge who was so smug and seemed to be waiting for Fudge's praise, Kyle almost laughed out loud... Fortunately, he held it back.

"I think we should capture that Rubeus Hagrid. As long as he is handed over to the Aurors for interrogation, maybe we can know what Dumbledore's purpose is."

Umbridge was talking to herself and did not notice that Fudge's face was getting more and more ugly.

Fudge has been very agitated these days. He feels that his position as Minister of Magic is seriously threatened, and this is stronger than ever.

First, two days ago, Phoenix was seen delivering a letter to Dean Sasia at St. Mungo's.

In the wizarding world, only Dumbledore has the Phoenix.

Now that the phoenix has appeared in St. Mungo's, does it mean that Dumbledore is wooing Sacia, the dean of St. Mungo's?

Fudge wasn't sure, but that didn't stop him from thinking so.

Because Sacia has a pivotal position in the magical world and her potions have saved too many people. If she sides with Dumbledore, it will definitely affect a large number of people, and even many people who originally supported him will immediately switch sides.

Fortunately, no news has come out so far, which shows that Dean Sacia did not agree immediately.

Fudge would naturally not sit still, so he wanted to hint to Malfoy and prepare him to donate a sum of money to St. Mungo's in the name of the Ministry of Magic.

He had done this before when he needed prestige, and Malfoy was happy to pay a sum of money in exchange for the friendship of the Ministry of Magic.

But what Fudge didn't expect was that he had not received a reply even though the letter had been sent out for several days.

This has never happened before.

Two unreasonable things happened at the same time, which made Fudge feel uneasy, fearing that even Malfoy would turn to Dumbledore's side.

He knew very well the methods used by the Malfoy family to win people's hearts, and no one would remain indifferent if they spread out a lot of gold and galleons.

Coupled with the letters sent by Umbridge and Kyle today, Fudge was going crazy.

Especially among the names Kyle just mentioned is Nicoléme... a legendary alchemy master who has lived for more than 600 years and has a magic stone in his hand. It is no exaggeration to say that I want to make friends with him. Good wizards can line up from London to Paris.

If this is true, then he has absolutely no chance of winning.

Fudge didn't want to lose his position as Minister of Magic, so he had to resist.

But now there is no news that is good for him... No, maybe there is a way.

Although it is a bit risky, this is currently the only way he can turn defeat into victory.

Fudge's face looked uncertain.

But at this moment, Umbridge was still talking about her plan, and her chirping voice made him extremely irritated.

"You go out first." Fudge said suddenly.

"What?" Umbridge was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly: "Believe me, Minister, as long as Rubeus Hagrid identifies Dumbledore, we can have the Aurors capture him and bring him to the Ministry of Magic. Then..."

"Get out!" Without warning, Fudge grabbed the wine glass in front of him and threw it on Umbridge's head.

"Dumbledore will replace me soon... Capture him and bring him to the Ministry of Magic. Do you want me to step down a few days earlier?"

"No, Minister, I didn't..." Umbridge was frightened and said tremblingly, "I just want to help you share your worries..."

But Fudge didn't listen to her explanation at all and pointed in the direction of the door again. "Go away, if you want to work at the pest advisory office, just stay here!"

This time Umbridge didn't dare to stay any longer and almost rolled out of the tea room.

Kyle also stood up, "Then Minister, I also..."

"No, Kyle, it has nothing to do with you." Fudge tried to force a smile, "I just don't want that idiot to interrupt our conversation, where we just talked."

"Dumbledore's correspondence with others," Kyle said.

"Ah, that's it." Fudge rubbed his forehead, "You and that Rubeus, um...what are your names?"

"Hagrid," Kyle said.

"Yes, how is your relationship with him?"

"Not bad." Kyle said, "He always thought that I supported Dumbledore, so he was very friendly to me.

"Do you want me to help find out the contents of other letters?"

"You are indeed smarter than that idiot." Fudge looked at Kyle, "I need to know what actions they took on the 20th, and whether it is related to the Ministry of Magic... This is very important."

"No problem, Minister, leave it to me." Kyle promised, patting his chest: "In addition, my relationship with Ms. Maxim, including Mr. McPhail, is also pretty good. Maybe I can give it a try and see if it works. They cannot be persuaded to support the Ministry."

"This is the best news I've heard today." Fudge's frown seemed to have relaxed a little, "Thank you for your hard work. If you need anything, just ask, and the Ministry of Magic will fully support you."

"I'm just doing the right thing, how can it be hard work." Kyle said seriously.

"You're right, we're doing the right thing."

Even Fudge, who had been feeling anxious recently, couldn't help laughing at this moment.

"I really hope you can graduate early and come to work at the Ministry of Magic. I've even prepared your office for you, which is right next door."

He pointed to the wall behind Kyle.

"Senior Assistant Minister, to be honest, no one has ever held such an important position when he first joined the Ministry of Magic, but I think you deserve this honor."

"It's my pleasure, Mr. Secretary." Kyle said with a smile.

The tea room was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

…

By the time Kyle returned to Hogwarts, it was already evening.

He had just come out of the fireplace, and before he could stand still, Umbridge came over angrily. Before he arrived, the sound of scolding could be heard.

"You are so brave!"

Kyle raised his eyebrows, "I don't understand you, Professor."

"How dare you write directly to the minister." Umbridge said sullenly, "Do you know how much time this will waste for the minister?"

"Sorry." Kyle said casually: "Maybe I was careless and wrote the name wrong. Anyway, you will have to show the letter to the minister later, so it should be fine."

Wrong name?

Umbridge laughed angrily, she didn't believe such a poor excuse.

But now is not the time to pursue this. Umbridge just wants to know why Fudge was angry with herself just now.

"Tell me the contents of that letter, and maybe I can forgive you."

"I'm sorry, Professor, this is confidential information, no comment..." Kyle said calmly: "Please give way, you are blocking my way."

"What tone are you talking about!" Umbridge screamed: "I don't believe you wrote the wrong name. You did it on purpose. As punishment, I will put you in confinement for a month."

"If you insist, I'll definitely be fine."

Kyle said indifferently: "But Professor Umbridge, Minister Fudge gave me a new task. If it is delayed because of your confinement, I'm afraid you will really go to the Pest Consultation Office. You like to work there very much." Do you work there?"

Umbridge's head was so angry that she stood there gasping for air.

Is this a threat? It must be!

Before today, she had never thought that Kyle would dare to speak to her in this tone one day, which made Umbridge a little unacceptable for a while.

But Kyle didn't care and naturally walked around Umbridge to the door.

"Oh, by the way..." When Kyle just walked out, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and said, "According to Minister Fudge's request, you need to follow my command for the next actions."

"This is impossible!" Umbridge shouted: "I am the Deputy Minister of Magic and the Senior Investigator of Hogwarts. You are just a student who has not graduated."

"I know, but the minister did arrange it this way. If you don't believe it, you can go and confirm it." Kyle said with a smile, "Good luck, professor."

Then Kyle walked out of the office and closed the door for Umbridge.

The next second, there was a crackling sound from inside, as if someone had smashed a vase.