After her perfect self-justification, Umbridge believed she had discreetly shot a glare at Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

She still had some sense, realizing that she was no match for the greatest white wizard of the present day and the current master of Transfiguration.

So she could only smile sweetly, pulling out her wand in an attempt to erase the projection of the Ministry of Magic that Lin Yue had conjured in the air.

"Oh dear, it really makes me happy and reassured to see how much you love and understand the Ministry of Magic."

"However, illegally obtaining information from the Ministry of Magic is also a violation of the laws of the British wizarding world, you know."

She waved her wand in the air for quite a while, but the projection created by Lin Yue remained completely unaffected.

"How come I didn't know that there was such a law in the British wizarding world?"

Professor McGonagall spoke without reservation, watching Umbridge wave her wand ineffectively, unable to suppress a smirk.

In her hands, the wand was like a useless little stick, and yet she dared to bully her students in front of her. This pink toad really had some nerve.

If she were younger, she might have turned her into a pink toad on the spot, granting her wish.

Umbridge's fat face stiffened for a moment. "Of course there is such a law, the Ministry of Magic's confidential information..."

"So the location of the Ministry of Magic and the location of the Minister's office are considered confidential information," Lin Yue said flatly, looking expressionlessly at Umbridge.

"Based on a reasonable analysis, this means that the Ministry of Magic does not welcome the public of the British wizarding community, and the Minister of Magic does not welcome the public of the British wizarding community, right?"

"How could that be? The Minister is the most supportive person of the wizarding community!"

Umbridge's smile was about to completely fade; this child was so difficult to deal with, clearly just a little girl who understood nothing.

"I'm sorry, based on the information you've provided, this is the conclusion I've reached. If Minister Fudge doesn't have this intention, then you are slandering him."

"If Minister Fudge does have this intention, then he truly has a disdain for the people of the British magical community, to the point that he would rather privately alter the laws of the magical world than define the address of the Ministry of Magic and the location of the Minister's office as a secret of the magical world."

After calmly stating her deduction, Lin Yue slowly closed her mouth and waved her hand to dispel the projection of the Ministry of Magic in the air.

Her words were unremarkable, and her tone was perfectly normal, showing no hint of anger.

However, to Umbridge, her words felt as if they had been shouted loudly, ringing in her ears like a deafening roar.

There was simply no way to respond, no way to answer; everything Umbridge could say was blocked by this girl named Lin Yue.

No matter how she tried to argue, she was wrong. Realizing that she couldn't win the argument and was too afraid to retaliate, Umbridge reluctantly closed her mouth.

She could only manage a forced, nauseating smile for Lin Yue and the two professors.

Professor McGonagall averted her gaze as if avoiding a plague, while Professor Dumbledore's smile was hidden beneath his long white beard.

Indeed, it's great to see one's own student standing up for themselves.

Lin Yue casually shifted her gaze, a thought emerged calmly. in her mind. She wondered which of the two situations this matter belonged to, and why Umbridge had stopped responding; it was truly strange. The thought flashed away as the elevator reached the floor where Fudge was. Umbridge couldn't wait to step out, leading Lin Yue and the two professors toward the minister's office.

McGonagall knew how much she wanted to quickly rid herself of these three big troubles. It was odd; in the past, Dumbledore and the professors at Hogwarts had shown great respect for the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore had even been known to be quite tolerant; what was going on today?

Thinking about the embarrassing situation she had faced earlier, Umbridge clenched her fists tightly. She had approached them to seek a sense of superiority, not to be reprimanded! But it was fine; she would let Minister Fudge deal with them next.

In front of the Minister of Magic, as long as Dumbledore and Hogwarts didn't want to be seen as trying to replace the Ministry by the rest of the magical community, they would have to obediently listen to the Minister's words. With this thought, the disgusting smile on Umbridge's face reappeared, and she raised her hand to knock on the minister's office door.

"Minister, Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall have arrived, and they brought along a lovely little girl."

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Umbridge winked at Lin Yue, who looked at her with indifference. For some reason, she felt a churn in her stomach, as if something was not quite right.

Shifting her gaze to the Minister's office in front of her, Lin Yue instinctively checked off the conclusion she had drawn earlier in her mind.

Yes, her estimation of the Minister's office location was correct, not a bit off.

"Please, come in."

Fudge's voice came from inside the room. Umbridge maintained her smile as she opened the door and gestured for Lin Yue and the two professors to enter.

Headed by Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall gently placed her hand on Lin Yue's shoulder and led her into the Minister's office.

"Professor Dumbledore, it is an honor to have you at the Ministry of Magic!"

Fudge said politely, stepping forward and shaking Dumbledore's right hand gently with both of his.

"No need to be formal, Cornelius. We only saw each other at the end of this summer, didn't we?"

That was when Fudge had come to discuss deploying Dementors around Hogwarts to ensure its safety. Although he and the other professors opposed the idea, he agreed, thinking that Hogwarts should not have a falling out with the Ministry for the stability of the British magical community.

However, plans often change, and now that the situation had altered, there was no need to maintain the so-called stability.

"Yes, yes," Fudge said with a polite smile, turning to Professor McGonagall, "Professor McGonagall, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Cornelius."

Professor McGonagall nodded noncommittally, which could be considered a gesture of courtesy. Umbridge watched as the ministers and the two professors greeted each other, then pretended to nod before closing the door to the minister's office.

"This must be Miss Lin Yue, right? You certainly look intelligent, and I believe you will become an excellent witch in the future. The doors of the Ministry of Magic will always be open for you," Fudge said cheerfully, looking down at Lin Yue. With one sentence, he elevated himself to the status of an elder while also expressing his control over the Ministry of Magic.

Lin Yue nodded with a blank expression, her voice showing no change, "Hello, Minister, please allow me to greet you politely first."

Courtesy before conflict; the rules of etiquette are still necessary.

"Oh, of course, of course," Fudge nodded with a smile, "You are truly a very polite child..."

Before Fudge could finish his sentence, Lin Yue blurted out the next line, "And then let me settle our grievances."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Lin Yue tilted her head slightly, and Fudge's eyes widened in shock. He felt as if someone had grabbed his neck, rendering him unable to make a sound.

"Hahaha..."

Fudge struggled to grasp his own neck with both hands, but it was of no use; all he could produce from his throat were gasping sounds.

As Lin Yue slowly raised her head, Fudge himself was lifted up by an invisible force gripping his neck. This was a variation of the Levitation Charm, and it was clear that Lin Yue had already mastered the ability to manipulate this spell into various outcomes she desired.

"cough cough..."

Fudge weakly grunted, his legs struggling and kicking in the air, but it was of no use; his body simply couldn't move an inch. He looked to Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall for help, his eyes beginning to show panic and fear. Between life and death, tears welled up in his eyes, and Fudge felt that he might die at any moment.

No, no, no... I can't die. I'm the Minister of Magic; I'm the most powerful person in the entire British wizarding world. I can't die! I won't die!

"cough cough..."

Fudge struggled even harder, while Lin Yue stared at him with a blank, angry expression, the invisible force gripping his neck suddenly tightening even more. Dumbledore and McGonagall, who he had looked to for help, instinctively averted their gazes.

"When you do something wrong, you must correct it, Cornelius. I believe you understand this principle, don't you?"

Principal Dumbledore stroked his white beard, his face full of kindness as if all was well in the world at that moment.

"Young wizards do have their moments of magical outbursts; the Minister, who cares for his people like a father, shouldn't mind, right?"

Professor McGonagall added softly from the side, her words defining Lin Yue's current behavior.

She was simply experiencing a magical outburst, a situation that could happen to any young wizard; no one could blame her, let alone hold her accountable.

"Ha!"

Fudge's eyes widened in disbelief, hardly able to accept what Dumbledore and McGonagall had said.

In his view, what he had done was not wrong at all; maintaining his authority was maintaining the authority of the Ministry of Magic—what was wrong with that?!

As for McGonagall's words about a magical outburst, was she really unable to see that this was not just a magical outburst?

Lin Yue spoke in a flat tone without any fluctuations, looking at Fudge suspended in mid-air as she slowly said,

"Minister, you previously slandered me, slandered everyone from Ravenclaw, slandered Principal Dumbledore, and slandered Hermione."

At this point, the magic Lin Yue controlled tightened a bit more, and Fudge's neck even made a few faint cracking sounds.

"Ha!" Fudge's face had turned bright red, with a hint of purple developing, his eyes wide open, and his tongue beginning to protrude from his mouth.

"No one can slander Hermione, slander my friends, or slander my professors."

"The reporter you commissioned Rita Skeeter to write completely disregards the facts, is utterly irresponsible, and violates multiple laws of the British wizarding world."

"Given that you have shown no intention or action to take responsibility, to apologize proactively, or to mitigate the impact."

"I can only take it upon myself to issue a warning to you. Before this, I had already given you enough time, even to the point of being lenient."

"But you have failed to seize the opportunity."

"This is just a warning, Minister. Holding power should not cloud your judgment; rather, it should make you more vigilant and self-restrained."

"This is the most basic requirement and rule, so please adhere to it."

Having politely and fluently said these words, Lin Yue instantly lifted her silent spell, causing Fudge to drop to the ground with a thud.

"Cough cough cough... Ha... Ha..."

Fudge lay on the ground, coughing painfully, gasping for fresh air.

He truly felt that he had come very close to death; that girl's eyes, did they have no warmth at all? No emotion.

It made him feel as if he was nothing in her eyes, not even a person, no, not even a life.

Just an insignificant existence that she could erase at any moment.

Lying on the ground, Fudge now regretted immensely, regretting why he had allowed someone to use a powerful silent spell in his office.

Now he was coughing so painfully, and not a single person, not even an Auror, came in to check on him.

"Children will always experience magical surges; Connolly, you surely won't mind."

"Principal Dumbledore smiled and raised his hand to support Fudge, saying, 'Now it's time for me to have a chat with you.'

'Of course, Principal Dumbledore, I wouldn't mind at all. What would you like to talk about?'

Fudge's voice was hoarse, and every word felt like a knife cutting through his throat; he thought his voice must be broken.

'It's about the Dementors,' Principal Dumbledore said as he and Professor McGonagall sat Lin Yue down on the sofa opposite Fudge's desk, his fingers gently tapping on the armrest of the sofa. 'They suddenly appeared during the Quidditch match at Hogwarts today and tried to kiss Harry, an innocent boy.'

With his blue eyes fixed on Fudge, Dumbledore's gaze was filled with a strong sense of authority.

'The Ministry of Magic sent those Dementors to Hogwarts to ensure the safety of the students, right, Cornelius?'

'Of course, of course.'

Upon hearing that the Dementors had tried to kiss Harry Potter, Fudge's voice trembled, and he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead repeatedly.

'But they clearly did not achieve that; in fact, they posed a threat to the students' safety!' Professor McGonagall said firmly.

'The Ministry of Magic should immediately remove all the Dementors from Hogwarts; otherwise, it will be too late when something happens.'

'This... this is a necessary measure to protect the students.'"

Fudge was sweating profusely, yet still reluctant to speak up.

Professor McGonagall was about to say something when Headmaster Dumbledore raised his hand to stop her and stood up directly.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Cornelius, regarding the report from the Daily Prophet about the Dementors stationed at Hogwarts."

"Don't let a small group of people drive a wedge between you and the rest of the magical community, and further distance us from each other."

After saying this, he ignored Fudge's response and turned to lead the way out of the Minister's office.

Lynn Yue followed Professor McGonagall closely behind Headmaster Dumbledore, and just as they were about to exit the Minister's office, she glanced back at Fudge. Her eyes were calm and devoid of any emotion, yet it sent another shiver down Fudge's spine, prompting him to rub his neck.