Chapter 183: Sir Merlin

The next incident began to develop in a good direction.
The next morning, Ai Wen just woke up and saw Ron apologizing to himself, Harry, and Hermione endlessly.
He burst into tears and said that he was a jerk. He said that he had been controlled by the little dwarf Peter. He said he should not believe in everyone.
Although Avon felt that Ron seemed to conceal a part, he eventually forgave him like Harry and Hermione.
After all, not everyone can successfully break the control of the Soul Curse.
With the performance of Ron last night's last night, it is enough to prove that he is not the same as the little dwarf Peter, he is a hero innocent.
Ron didn't stay in the school for too long. According to Mrs. Pomfrey's suggestion, at 7 o'clock in the morning, after breakfast, he was sent to the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital for examination. He would probably be there. Spend the rest of the Christmas holiday.
Although everyone is very worried, Madam Pomfrey repeatedly promised that he will recover, without leaving any sequelae.
Just now with Ron, the Minister of Magic, Connelly Fudge, accompanied by Dumbledore into the ward. Behind them, there are three adult wizards, one male and two female, who are about 40 or 50 years old.
Ai Wen’s eyes swept through the three men, and the lady who followed Fudge wore a black robes, a chin, a short gray hair, and a pair of monocles.
For this person, Ai Wen didn't have any impression at all.
But seeing the witch next to her, Ai Wen’s heart slammed in it, he had a bad feeling, this should not be the legendary Umbridge? !
Umbridge wore a pink suit and looked like a pale cockroach. She was short and fat, with a large, loose-skinned face, a large mouth squatting down, her eyes wide, round, slightly convex outward.
Even the black velvet bow worn on her short hair reminded Avon of a big fly, and she was preparing to stick out her sticky long tongue.
Behind Umliqi, he was a serious wizard, his waist was straight, his movements were stiff, he was wearing a spotless black robes, and his shoes were bright. The eye-catching short beard on his face was trimmed like a slider. Ivan has never seen a wizard who would think that he is so rigorous. If he is not wearing a robes and a suit, he can simply pretend to be a Muggle bank manager.
This guy is definitely the object of Percy worship.
In the impression of Ai Wen, there is only one person who can be the object of Percy in this respect, that is, Batty Crouch, who was finally killed by his Death Eater son Batty Crouch.
Ai Wen looked at the other side carefully, wondering if he had already kept Little Batty Crouch at home?
If possible, he would like to report the other party or say it, but it is estimated that no one will believe him.
As the most senior Ministry of Magic official, Batty Crouch has a very high reputation. If he was not his son, he is now probably the Minister of Magic.
As soon as Evan looked at the three people opposite, they also looked seriously at Avon, Harry, Hermione, and especially Harry, who stayed the longest.
"Good morning, children!" Fudge looked tired and mentally inferior. It seemed that he didn't sleep last night. He said with a low voice. "It's unbelievable. Everything is actually done by the little dwarf Peter. Black is innocent. Look at what we have done, the Ministry of Magic is going to be a laughing stock, and the Daily Prophet can have a chance to laugh at it if others know it."
"We have become a laughing stock now, Minister!" Batty Crouch interrupted him, and there was a trace of impatientness in his voice. "We actually shut the Sirius Black in Azkaban for 12 years. Who knows what else? How many people are innocent!"
"Yeah, you are right!" Fudge seemed to understand that if the other side said something, he hesitated and said with vigilance. "This is indeed our negligence, but I remember that you were the Magic Law Enforcement Division. Director, the allegations against all Death Eaters at the time were all presided over by you."
"Thank you for your reminder, Minister!" said Batty Crouch, "I am personal, or to Wissen Gamo, this is a shame that can never be washed away. Thanks to these children. Give us the opportunity to make up for this mistake."
"It's really fortunate." Fudge didn't seem to be happy at all. He pointed to the three wizards beside him and briefly introduced to Evan, Harry, and Hermione. "Children, this is Batty Crow. Odd, Director of the International Magic Cooperation Division; these two ladies are Amelia Bornes, Director of the Magic Law Enforcement Division; Dolores Umbridge, Senior Vice Minister of the Ministry of Magic."
Crouch didn't look at them, he was staring at Dumbledore. Bornes showed a smile to Avon, Harry, and Hermione, and it looked more cordial.
As for Umbridge, she had a smirk on her face, and then she said hello to the three of them, and gave a silver bell-like laugh. Evan heard the hair behind her neck erect.
Harry and Hermione had the same face, especially Hermione, and under Umbridge's gaze, her petite body shrank as much as possible into the bedding.
"Well, children, about Black's case, Wissen Gama set up a special investigation team, and all five of us are members of the investigation team." Fudge said shortly, "although I have just heard Albus said, but we I still want to hear you talk about what happened last night."
Ai Wen, Harry, and Hermione looked at each other and finally revisited what happened to Alvin last night. Ai Wen deliberately concealed Ron, the time converter and the Ma people, but said that he caught the little dwarf Peter in the forbidden forest.
"It’s shocking. I’m at your age, I can’t single-handedly catch an evil black wizard.
Umbridge looked at Ai Wen and said in a shocking, sharp and detailed voice like a little girl.
"It’s just luck, ma'am!" Ai Wen replied cautiously.
"There is nothing to be modest, Ivan, you have always been very good." Fudge turned his hat and continued, "Things are similar to what I imagined. The question now is if someone is asking you this one." Things are about how you catch the little dwarf Peter, you know."
"I know, Minister!" Ai Wen nodded. He knew what Fudge was going to say. "Although I finally caught the little dwarf Peter, the Ministry of Magic made a lot of efforts in this matter, and last year's snake. Like the strange event, if there is a chance, I will tell everyone."
"Thank you, Ai Wen, you have helped us a lot." Fuji breathed a sigh of relief. For him, as long as it does not affect the reputation of the Ministry of Magic, does not affect his career, whether Sirius is innocent is the biggest thing. The obstacles are no longer there.
"You have done a very good job this time. You three have the boy of the Weasley family just mentioned. The Ministry is going to apply for the four-level Merlin Jazz Medal for all four of you!" Fudge continued, "especially you , Ai Wen, if I fight for it, I think the second level is no problem." (To be continued.)