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'I - don't - well - ' blustered Fudge, looking around as though hoping somebody was going to tell him what to do. When nobody did, he said, 'Very well - Dawlish Go down to the Department of Mysteries and see: Dumbledore, you - you will need to tell me exactly - the Fountain of Magical Brethren - what happened?' he added in a kind of whimper, staring around at the floor, where the remains of the statues of the witch, wizard and centaur now lay scattered.

And as Harry's heart filled with emotion, the creature's coils loosened, the pain was gone; Harry was lying face down on the floor, his glasses gone, shivering as though he lay upon ice, not wood:

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.

'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 -?'

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

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.

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

'Yes,' said Harry, shaking so violently he could not hold his head up properly. 'Yeah, I'm - where's Voldemort, where - who are all these - what's -

He walked away from the pool to the place where the golden wizard's head lay on the floor. He pointed his wand at it and muttered, 'Portus.' The head glowed blue and trembled noisily against the wooden floor for a few seconds, then became still once more.

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

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.

'I - don't - well - ' blustered Fudge, looking around as though hoping somebody was going to tell him what to do. When nobody did, he said, 'Very well - Dawlish Go down to the Department of Mysteries and see: Dumbledore, you - you will need to tell me exactly - the Fountain of Magical Brethren - what happened?' he added in a kind of whimper, staring around at the floor, where the remains of the statues of the witch, wizard and centaur now lay scattered.

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

'We can discuss that after I have sent Harry back to Hogwarts,' said Dumbledore.

'I shall explain everything,' repeated Dumbledore, 'when Harry is back at school.'

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.

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.

'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.'

'Are you all right, Harry?'

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

'Are you all right, Harry?'

'I - don't - well - ' blustered Fudge, looking around as though hoping somebody was going to tell him what to do. When nobody did, he said, 'Very well - Dawlish Go down to the Department of Mysteries and see: Dumbledore, you - you will need to tell me exactly - the Fountain of Magical Brethren - what happened?' he added in a kind of whimper, staring around at the floor, where the remains of the statues of the witch, wizard and centaur now lay scattered.

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

'We can discuss that after I have sent Harry back to Hogwarts,' said Dumbledore.

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

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