Chapter 186: Blame Game (2/2)
”They were using Dark Arts on their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Minerva,” Umbridge was smiling excitedly. ”In my detention. Check their wands.”
Fudge looked shocked for a moment but then broke into triumph grin.
”Well, very well, we have evidence this time, Dumbledore,” Fudge said. ”And straight using Dark Arts on a teacher nothing less? Too bad, too bad. Dover, check their wands.”
The Auror beside him stepped forward.
”I have them,” Umbridge handed the Aurora Chris and Harry's wands. ”I took them the moment I realized what were they doing.”
”But — I — we — didn't,” Harry said anxiously.
The Auror Dover ignored him and took their wands.
”Priori Incantatem,” he tapped Harry's wand first.
His wand revealed a vanishing spell.
”They were practising this at my class,” Professor McGonagall said coldly. ”While you were on inspection of my class, Professor Umbridge.”
Fudge looked at Umbridge who reluctantly nodded.
”Priori Incantatem,” Dover repeated tapping Chris's wand.
It revealed a perfect summoning spell.
Fudge looked confused, so does Umbridge.
”How —? Impossible!” she said angrily. ”Try again.”
”Well? I don't think a summoning spell can hardly qualify as dark magic, Minister,” Dumbledore said getting up from his seat. ”Don't you agree?”
”Try again!” Umbridge said impatiently.
Dover, the Auror revealed tapped Harry and Chris's wands again. But again there were just spells from their classes. Umbridge furiously asked him to try again. He did but there was no sign of any out of ordinary spells.
Umbridge's face was growing steadily redder, she looked as though she was being filled with boiling water.
”Well?” Professor McGonagall said with a scary voice.
”Well — I —,” Fudge looking bewildered turned to Umbridge. ”Dolores?”
”I — I have other proofs. They were using Dark magic, Minister, I can assure you,” Umbridge pulled her sleeve to show the faint marks on her forearm. ”Look at this.”
Chris internally rejoiced as she realized Umbridge did a mistake out of desperation.
”What is this Dumbledore?” Fudge said angrily.
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”I thought it was you, Professor Umbridge,” Chris said miserably, pulling up her both sleeves. Unlike Umbridge Chris's marks were clearly visible. Three times writing each hand had done the wonder. The skin on her forearms was looking raw and burned.
Professor McGonagall gasped and ran towards Chris.
”What is THIS?” She roared.
Umbridge went pale. Chris slightly looked at Harry and he recognized her signal.
”Yes Professor, it was your punishment, why are you blaming us?” Harry said holding his right hand up. His hand had just stopped bleeding but the cut was clear.
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To be continued...