As Lynn slowly raised her head, Fudge himself was lifted up by an invisible force clutching his neck.
This was a variation of the Levitation Charm. For this charm she was most familiar with, Lynn was clearly able to use it freely to achieve any result she wanted.
"Heh... heh..."
Fudge groaned weakly, his legs kicking in the air to no avail; his body couldn't move an inch.
He looked at Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall as if for help, panic and fear even starting to show in his eyes.
Between life and death, tears welled up in his eyes. Fudge felt he might be about to die.
No, no, no... he couldn't die. He was the Minister for Magic, the most powerful person in the entire British Wizarding World. He couldn't die! He wouldn't die!
"Heh! Heh!"
Fudge struggled even harder. Lynn looked at him with dull, angry eyes, and the invisible force clutching his neck instantly tightened a bit more.
Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, whom he looked to for help, looked away in unison.
"When one has done something wrong, one must correct it, Cornelius. I believe you understand this principle as well, don't you?"
Headmaster Dumbledore stroked his white beard, his face full of kindness as if everything were peaceful and quiet right now.
"Young Wizards always have moments of magic riots. The Minister who loves his people like his own children surely won't mind, right?"
Professor McGonagall added faintly from the side, her words defining Lynn's current behavior.
She was just having a magic riot, a situation that could happen to any Young Wizard. No one could blame her, let alone hold her accountable.
"Heh!"
Fudge's eyes widened, unable to believe what Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were saying.
In his view, what he had done before wasn't wrong at all. Maintaining his dignity was maintaining the dignity of the Ministry of Magic. What was wrong with that?!
As for Professor McGonagall's words, a magic riot? Could she really not tell if this was because of a magic riot or not?
Lynn's tone was flat and without any fluctuation as she looked at Fudge in mid-air and spoke slowly.
"Mr. Minister, you slandered me before, slandered everyone in Ravenclaw, slandered Headmaster Dumbledore, and slandered Hermione."
At this point, the magic Lynn controlled tightened a bit more, and Fudge's neck even made a few slight sounds.
"Heh!" Fudge's face had turned bright red, with a faint tendency toward purple. His eyes were wide open, and his tongue was starting to protrude from his mouth.
"No one can slander Hermione, slander my friends, or slander my Professor."
"The reports you authorized Rita Skeeter to write completely disregarded the facts, were completely irresponsible, and violated several laws of the British Wizarding World."
"Given that you have no intention or action to take responsibility, apologize voluntarily, or eliminate the influence,"
"I can only come and issue a warning to you myself. Before this, I have left you enough, one could even say a generous amount of, time."
"But you have failed to seize the opportunity."
"This is just a warning, Mr. Minister. Holding power should not make one lose their head; instead, one should be more alert and more self-restrained."
"These are the most basic requirements and rules. Please abide by them."
After saying these words politely and fluently, Lynn instantly revoked her wandless and silent magic. Fudge slammed onto the ground with a dull "thud."
"Cough, cough, cough... ha... ha..."
Fudge lay on the ground coughing heart-wrenchingly, taking large gulps of fresh air.
He really felt like he had almost died just now. That girl's eyes... was there no warmth in that girl's eyes? No emotion at all?
It made him feel that in her eyes, he wasn't even a person—no, not even a life.
Just an unimportant existence she could erase at any time.
Lying on the ground, Fudge now deeply regretted it. He regretted why he had allowed someone to use a powerful Silencing Charm on his office.
Now he was coughing so heart-wrenchingly, and not a single person, not a single Auror, came in to check.
"magic riots always happen to children. Cornelius, you surely won't mind."
Headmaster Dumbledore reached out with a smile and lifted Fudge up from a distance. "Next, it's time for me to have a chat with you."
"O-Of course, Headmaster Dumbledore, I won't mind. What do you want to talk about?"
Fudge's voice was hoarse. Every word he spoke felt like a knife cutting his throat. He felt like his throat must be ruined.
"About the issue of the Dementors," Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall sat down on the sofa opposite Fudge's desk with Lynn, his fingers lightly tapping the sofa's armrest. "They suddenly appeared in the Quidditch match at Hogwarts today and tried to kiss Harry, an innocent boy."
His blue eyes looked toward Fudge, Headmaster Dumbledore's gaze carrying a heavy sense of authority.
"The Ministry of Magic stationed those Dementors at Hogwarts to protect the safety of the students, right, Cornelius?"
"O-Of course they were."
Hearing that the Dementors had tried to kiss Harry Potter, Fudge's voice trembled. He raised his hand and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"But they clearly didn't do that; they even threatened the safety of the students!" Professor McGonagall said decisively.
"The Ministry of Magic should immediately move all the Dementors out of Hogwarts, otherwise it will be too late when something happens."
"This... this is a necessary means to protect the students."
Fudge was breaking out in a cold sweat, yet he still didn't quite want to give in.
Headmaster Dumbledore reached out to stop Professor McGonagall, who wanted to say more, and stood up directly.
"The reports in The Daily Prophet, the Dementors stationed at Hogwarts... I hope you know what you are doing, Cornelius."
"Don't drift further and further away from the rest of the Wizarding World, and from us, for the sake of that small group of people."
After saying that, he didn't wait for a response and directly turned to lead the way out of the Minister's office.
Lynn and Professor McGonagall followed behind Headmaster Dumbledore. At the moment she walked out of the Minister's office...
She looked back at Fudge. Her eyes were solemn and flat, with no emotion showing, yet they made Fudge shudder violently once more as he reached out to rub his neck.
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