After a perfect self-justification, Umbridge thought she gave Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall a discreet glare.
She still had some sense of rationality, understanding that she was no match for the greatest white wizard of the day and the current Transfiguration master.
So she could only smile cloyingly, drawing her wand to try and wipe away the projection of the Ministry of Magic that Lynn had manifested in the air.
"Oh, I'm truly happy and relieved that you love the Ministry of Magic so much and have such a great understanding of it."
"However, obtaining information about the Ministry of Magic illegally is also a violation of the laws of the British Wizarding World."
She waved her wand in the air for a long time, yet the projection Lynn created with magic didn't budge an inch.
"How come I didn't know the laws of the British Wizarding World had such a clause?"
Professor McGonagall spoke up bluntly, watching Umbridge wave her wand in vain, unable to keep the corners of her mouth from turning up.
In her hand, the wand was like a useless little wooden stick; and yet she dared to bully her student right in front of her. This pink toad really had quite the 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 confidential information of the Ministry of Magic..."
"So the location of the Ministry of Magic and the location of the Minister's office are considered confidential information."
Lynn's voice was flat as she spoke, looking up at Umbridge with an expressionless face.
"Based on a logical analysis, this means that the Ministry of Magic does not welcome the citizens of the British Wizarding World, and the Minister for Magic does not welcome the citizens of the British Wizarding World, right?"
"How could that be? Mr. Minister is the person who cares most about the citizens of the Wizarding World."
The smile on Umbridge's face was about to break completely. How could this child be so difficult to deal with? She was clearly just a little girl who knew nothing.
"Sorry, based on the information you revealed, this is the conclusion I reached. If Minister Fudge does not have this idea, then you are slandering him."
"If Minister Fudge does have this idea, then he really hates the citizens of the British Wizarding World enough that he'd rather secretly modify the laws of the Wizarding World to define the address of the Ministry of Magic and the Minister's office as secrets of the Wizarding World."
After finishing her deduction in a flat tone, Lynn slowly closed her mouth and waved her hand to dissipate the projection of the Ministry of Magic in the air.
Her words were plain, and her volume was perfectly normal, showing no hint of anger.
However, her words sounded as if someone had shouted them loudly, feeling almost deafening to Umbridge's ears.
There was no way to answer, no way she could answer; all the things she could say had been blocked by this little girl named Lynn.
No matter what she said, it would be wrong. Realizing she couldn't outtalk her and didn't dare to fight, Umbridge reluctantly closed her mouth.
She only left Lynn and the two Professors with a forced, nauseating smile.
Professor McGonagall looked away as if avoiding a plague, while Headmaster Dumbledore's smile was hidden beneath his long white beard.
It really is good when one's own student is capable.
Lynn looked away indifferently, a thought calmly surfacing in her mind.
She wondered which of the two situations this actually fell into. Why did Umbridge stop answering? How strange.
The thought flashed by as the elevator reached the floor where Fudge was. Umbridge couldn't wait to step out, leading Lynn and the two Professors toward the Minister's office.
Merlin knew how much she wanted to get rid of these three big troubles right now.
It was truly strange; hadn't Dumbledore and the Professors at Hogwarts always been respectful toward the Ministry of Magic in the past?
Dumbledore could even be described as forbearing. What happened today?
Thinking about her embarrassing situation today, Umbridge clenched her hands tightly. She had taken the initiative to pick them up to find a sense of superiority, not to be lectured!
But it was fine; next, she would let Minister Fudge himself deal with them.
Facing the Minister for Magic, as long as Dumbledore and Hogwarts didn't want to be seen by others in the Wizarding World as trying to replace the Ministry of Magic...
Then they would have to obediently listen to the Minister. Thinking of this, the disgusting smile reappeared on Umbridge's face. She raised her hand with relief and knocked on the door of the Minister's office.
"Mr. Minister, Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall have arrived. They also brought a... lovely little girl."
Umbridge said as she winked at Lynn. Lynn looked at her with indifferent eyes. For some reason, she felt a churning in her stomach, as if she were a bit uncomfortable.
Shifting her gaze to the Minister's office in front of her, Lynn instinctively checked off the conclusion she had reached earlier in her mind.
Yes, her estimation of the Minister's office's location was not wrong, not at all.
"Please come in."
Fudge's voice came from inside the room. Umbridge opened the door with a smile and made a gesture of invitation to Lynn and the two Professors.
Headmaster Dumbledore led the way, and Professor McGonagall gently put her hand on Lynn's shoulder, leading her into the Minister's office.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, it's an honor to have you at the Ministry of Magic!"
Fudge walked forward with a polite smile, taking Headmaster Dumbledore's right hand with both of his and shaking it gently.
"Don't mention it, Cornelius. Didn't we just see each other at the end of this summer break?"
That was when Fudge went to discuss the deployment of Dementors around Hogwarts to ensure the safety of Hogwarts.
Although he and the other Professors were against it, thinking that for the stability of the British Wizarding World, Hogwarts could not have a falling out with the Ministry of Magic, he had agreed.
But plans change. Now that the situation had shifted, there was no need for them to maintain this so-called stability.
"Yes, yes," Fudge smiled politely and turned to Professor McGonagall, "Professor McGonagall, long time no see."
"Long time no see, Cornelius."
Professor McGonagall nodded noncommittally, which could be considered a bit of courtesy.
Umbridge watched the Minister and the two Professors greeting each other, nodded pretentiously, and then closed the door to the Minister's office.
"This must be Miss Lynn. You certainly look clever. You'll surely become an outstanding Witch in the future. The doors of the Ministry of Magic are always open to you."
Fudge looked down at Lynn and said cheerfully, elevating himself to the status of an elder with one sentence, while also expressing his control over the Ministry of Magic.
Lynn nodded woodenly, her voice not changing in the slightest. "Hello, Mr. Minister. Please allow me to greet you politely first."
Courtesy before force; the rules of etiquette were still necessary.
"Oh, of course, of course," Fudge nodded with a smile, "You really are a very polite child..."
Before Fudge could finish, Lynn blurted out the next sentence, "And then let me settle the scores with you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lynn tilted her head slightly. Fudge's eyes widened instantly; he felt as if his neck was being strangled by someone, unable to make even a sound.
"Heh... heh... heh..."
Fudge struggled, clutching at his neck with both hands, but it was useless. Only constant wheezing sounds came from his throat.
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