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'You will give the order to remove Dolores Umbridge from Hogwarts,' said Dumbledore. 'You will tell your Aurors to stop searching for my Care of Magical Creatures teacher so that he can return to work. I will give you:' Dumbledore pulled a watch with twelve hands from his pocket and surveyed it': half an hour of my time tonight, in which I think we shall be more than able to cover the important points of what has happened here. After that, I shall need to return to my school. If you need more help from me you are, of course, more than welcome to contact me at Hogwarts. Letters addressed to the Headmaster will find me.'

Fudge goggled worse than ever; his mouth was open and his round face grew pinker under his rumpled grey hair.

Fudge wheeled around and stared at Harry, who was still standing against the wall beside the fallen statue that had guarded him during Dumbledore and Voldemort's duel.

'Harry - Harry Potter?'

'You will give the order to remove Dolores Umbridge from Hogwarts,' said Dumbledore. 'You will tell your Aurors to stop searching for my Care of Magical Creatures teacher so that he can return to work. I will give you:' Dumbledore pulled a watch with twelve hands from his pocket and surveyed it': half an hour of my time tonight, in which I think we shall be more than able to cover the important points of what has happened here. After that, I shall need to return to my school. If you need more help from me you are, of course, more than welcome to contact me at Hogwarts. Letters addressed to the Headmaster will find me.'

Let the pain stop, thought Harry: let him kill us: end it, Dumbledore: death is nothing compared to this:

'Cornelius, I am ready to fight your men - and win, again'

'He - here?' said Fudge, goggling at Harry. 'Why - what's all this about?'

'I - you - '

And there were voices echoing through the hall, more voices than there should have been: Harry opened his eyes, saw his glasses lying by the heel of the headless statue that had been guarding him, but which now lay flat on its back, cracked and immobile. He put them on and raised his head a little to find Dumbledore's crooked nose inches from his own.

His voice faltered as Dumbledore surveyed him magisterially over his half-moon spectacles.

'Now see here, Dumbledore You can't do things like that right in front of the Minister for Magic, you - you - '

Let the pain stop, thought Harry: let him kill us: end it, Dumbledore: death is nothing compared to this:

'I know, Williamson, I know, I saw him too - in the Ministry of Magic - great heavens above - it doesn't seem possible - my word - how can this be -?'

'If you proceed downstairs into the Department of Mysteries, Cornelius,' said Dumbledore - apparently satisfied that Harry was all right, and walking forwards so that the newcomers realised he was there for the first time (a few of them raised their wands; others simply looked amazed; the statues of the elf and goblin applauded and Fudge jumped so much that his slipper-clad feet left the floor) - 'you will find several escaped Death Eaters contained in the Death Chamber, bound by an Anti-Disapparation Jinx and awaiting your decision as to what to do with them.'

'Dumbledore' gasped Fudge, beside himself with amazement. 'You-here-I-I - '

'I know, Williamson, I know, I saw him too - in the Ministry of Magic - great heavens above - it doesn't seem possible - my word - how can this be -?'

The Atrium was full of people; the floor was reflecting the emerald green flames that had burst into life in all the fireplaces along one wall; and streams of witches and wizards were emerging from them. As Dumbledore pulled him back to his feet, Harry saw the tiny gold statues of the house-elf and the goblin, leading a stunned-looking Cornelius Fudge forward.

Let the pain stop, thought Harry: let him kill us: end it, Dumbledore: death is nothing compared to this:

'Dumbledore' gasped Fudge, beside himself with amazement. 'You-here-I-I - '

'Cornelius, I am ready to fight your men - and win, again'

'Are you all right, Harry?'

He looked wildly around at the Aurors he had brought with him and it could not have been clearer that he was in half a mind to cry, 'Seize him'

'Dumbledore' gasped Fudge, beside himself with amazement. 'You-here-I-I - '

'Cornelius, I am ready to fight your men - and win, again'

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