Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Umbridge gritted her teeth and walked towards the cauldron fragments. She slowly squatted down. She originally wanted to use magic, but unfortunately, her wand was still in Cedric's hand.

For someone like her who was devoted to political tactics and indifferent to magic, casting spells without a wand was a bit too difficult.

So at this moment she had no choice but to endure the hot crucible fragments and pick them up one by one.

Soon, all the debris on the ground was picked up. Kaisen looked at the remaining waste alchemical solution on the ground, threw down a sponge and soaked it up.

"Go away." He felt bored as he looked at Umbridge, who had no will to resist at all, and said as he casually threw his handkerchief on the ground.

"The Ministry will know what you did today," Umbridge murmured in a low voice that only one person could hear.

"Next time, just think about this kind of thing in your heart, and don't let anyone hear it. For example, right now, I need you to repair the crucible you broke." Kaisen said calmly while sitting on the podium.

"What?" Umbridge looked at Kaisen in surprise. She had already humbled herself and humiliated herself by picking up the shards of the cauldron...but now she had to endure such humiliation.

"I need you to repair the crucible that you broke. Is there any problem?" Kaisen continued.

"............No problem.............Of course no problem." Umbridge said with an extremely ugly and flattering smile.

"Um, George, Fred, you go somewhere else and make a new cauldron and start over. Director Umbridge... you're not allowed to leave until you can fix it!"

After he finished speaking, he continued to lecture at the podium, speaking slowly. It can be said that he has learned a lot from Snape. Of course, it is also possible that he really enjoyed the feeling of embarrassing Umbridge in public.

Moreover, this kind of humiliation to dignity is even more harmful to people like Umbridge who think highly of themselves than physical pain.

In this way, the class time ended quickly, and Kaisen and the little wizards left quickly. Seeing this, Umbridge wanted to run away, but was blocked by a tall and strong figure.

The Iron Golem glanced down at Umbridge slightly and shook his head.

"How dare you, a magic puppet, stop me! I'm a senior official of the Ministry of Magic! The Director of Moral Education at Hogwarts! And you're just......"

boom!

Umbridge angrily took out her wand, but was then punched by the Iron Golem and her defense was broken.

"woo woo woo woo................"

One punch will smash the soul of power, brother Tie, I am just a worker.

In this way, Umbridge used the bonding spell to glue the fragments of the crucible bit by bit with a wronged look on her face. Finally, a cracked crucible was left in the classroom before she packed up her luggage and continued to look for her next position in Hogwarts under the watchful eyes of her brother.

........................................

In the professors' lounge, the professors who listened to the portrait's vivid description of the incident were laughing so hard that they laughed out loud. Even Snape, who came here to get some snacks, had a slight smile on his face.

"I really don't understand now. Fudge only gave her an empty title and rights that were like waste paper. She only got a few gold galleons a month. Moreover, in Hogwarts, he couldn't even scare the Iron Golem or even the first-year wizards. Why is she still fighting so hard?" Kaisen said in confusion while eating dried fish.

"There are indeed some people in the Ministry of Magic who are as crazy as her, but they are a minority after all. Moreover, because they only recognize power, not many senior officials are willing to promote them. Fudge is lucky to find such a person." Professor McGonagall explained.

"Which classroom will she sleep in tomorrow? Should we continue to assign it, like the duty roster for night patrols?" Kaisen suggested.

"I'll come tomorrow," Snape said dryly.

At that moment, Kaisen couldn't even hold back his laughter. To be honest, he was already a little curious about what kind of horrible workplace bullying Umbridge would experience tomorrow.

No, it cannot be called bullying. This is a serious defense against foreign enemies.

..........................................

The next day, Kaisen sat in the office, giving Cedric some special lessons while listening to Snape's alternating hot and cold bullying of Umbridge, which he had witnessed in the advanced Potions class this morning.

It can be said that when Harry saw this, he was so grateful to Snape for sparing his life.

"But Professor, after all, Umbridge represents the Ministry of Magic. How did she end up like this? Doesn't the Ministry of Magic have any means at all... And what kind of government has been governing us until now?" Cedric said with some confusion.

"Because strictly speaking, Hogwarts is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. Hogwarts is only under the jurisdiction of the Board of Directors. After all, even the subsidies for Hogwarts freshmen are paid by the Board of Directors. The Ministry of Magic has no use for it, so we naturally don't need to indulge them." Kaisen said casually.

"I remember the board of directors has a good relationship with Fudge?" Cedric still didn't understand.

"Because he's caught between a rock and a hard place. Some of the pure-bloods on the board of directors support Dumbledore, while others support Voldemort. But now Fudge doesn't support Dumbledore and has broken off relations with him, nor does he support Voldemort either. After all, he has already acknowledged Voldemort's return. Who else can help him?"

"In all the years I've been born, I've never seen such a stupid person."

Chapter 330 New Plan

"Maybe it's because her brain has turned into the Ministry of Magic's carrot seal."

Cedric put down the quill in his hand and said with some amusement.

The small...big office was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

On the other side...

"He wasn't hitting me! He was hitting the authority of the Ministry of Magic! He was hitting you in the face!"

In the Minister's office at the Ministry of Magic, Fudge looked at Umbridge, who was crying bitterly in front of him, with a sad face. The ashtray in front of him was already filled with cigarette butts.

He can be said to be truly alone now. Except for the idiot in front of him... No, it can't be called an idiot, but the last loyal person, he is really alone.

I estimate that by the end of this year... or the middle of next year, I will most likely have to step down.

By then, the entire wizarding world will re-elect its Minister. Who will it be, Barty Crouch...Scrimgeour? Of course, it could also be Dumbledore...who can say for sure?

Before he could finish his thought, Umbridge's shrill cry came from across from him again.

"What's the matter?" Fudge sighed.

"Minister...I can't do my job like this!" wailed Umbridge.

Fudge rubbed his face helplessly. He originally just wanted Umbridge to disgust Hogwarts, such as finding fault here and there, but who knew that this guy would start with the strongest one.

He really has no awareness of his own abilities.

Now she has ended up like this and I still have to clean up her mess.

And this mess has to be cleaned up. Now the only one under his command who can really do anything is probably Umbridge.

If this guy also left him, he could really just wait a year or two to retire. However, if Umbridge could complete her task, such as forcing Hogwarts to make concessions and Dumbledore to stand on his side, he might still be able to fight again.......................

What a fart!

Fudge is now a little crazy. He actually wants to use this method of mutual harm to make Dumbledore stand on his side... You know, Dumbledore is not a masochist... maybe not.

But even if Dumbledore really had a special hobby, Fudge was not capable of such a trick.

Moreover, given Dumbledore's character, if he was really pushed to the limit, he would be more likely to send people to break into Fudge's house and kill him than to give in and help Fudge.

In this small office, the two crazy men and women made an even crazier and more arrogant plan.

These two people are not very good at uniting their teammates, but they are very good at fabricating charges. They probably learned it from Lai Junchen.

A conspiracy against the Weasley twins just emerged from this small office. It can't be called a conspiracy. It's just a charge of attacking Ministry of Magic employees to force Hogwarts to expel the Weasley twins. That's all. The charge and method are even too crude, and it only targets the Weasley twins.

It's not that they don't want to deal with Cedric as well, it's just that Cedric is now a big tree that attracts attention. Since he became the champion of the Triwizard Tournament, his exposure is basically comparable to that of Harry Potter who had just killed Voldemort.

If I, as the minister, point my finger at Cedric now, I will probably be laid off right away, not even for a year or two.

As for Kaisen.....................

Well, I already have one arm missing. If I lose another one, I guess I’ll be one step closer to becoming a mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"But... by the way, Minister, now that the school board has left us, how should we... uh, fire them?"

"If I have to solve everything, what's the use of you?" Fudge obviously hadn't figured out his real situation yet, and he still used qua rhetoric casually as before.

But soon, Fudge saw Umbridge start to take deep breaths, obviously gathering strength to continue crying and screaming at him.

Fudge was so frightened that he quickly gestured to stop.

"Stop, stop, stop... I'll think of a way for you." Fudge sighed.

Almost instantly, Umbridge regained her composure and assumed her unique little girl's posture, which looked exactly like a shriveled mummy with a layer of soft chicken skin loosely covered on the outside, and then asked a child with the painting level of a kindergarten to draw a human face using a set of watercolor pens that cost one dollar and bright diamonds buttoned from clothes.

"any solution?"

"I just thought about it. It is indeed difficult to expel them, but we can prevent them from attending classes normally. It's the same as before, a summons from the Wizengamot." Fudge said with a sigh.

"But Minister. We have never won against Hogwarts, especially in the Wizengamot," said Umbridge, frowning.

"Who told you to find a way to win? You just need to make them be tried in the Wizengamot all the time. Whenever the Hogwarts professors go, you just stall for time and then surrender. Then you can continue to find trouble to make them go to the Wizengamot."

"That's it. If the professors at Hogwarts, led by Dumbledore, ignore the two Weasley brats, they will lose the support of the Weasley family. Then we will have the opportunity to punish the Weasleys."

"If they run around for the Weasley twins, they won't be able to attend classes properly. It will depend on what they choose then." Fudge smiled evilly, obviously very satisfied with the plan he had come up with on the spur of the moment.

Umbridge on the opposite side also quickly appeared beside Fudge in a flattering manner, clapping her hands continuously, and the expression on her face looked like it was covered with a layer of icing sugar.

Meanwhile...................

The other side...................................

Kaisen sat in his office, looking at the two uninvited guests who appeared across from him.

"You said you were going to take a year-long magical trip and do market research?"

The Weasley twins standing opposite him nodded quickly.

My head is so confused

Chapter 331 More

[Yesterday's post was much more, I adore Saorui, the quality.........is still awesome!]

"What's the reason... And why didn't you go to discuss this matter with Professor McGonagall and your parents? What did you say to me?" Kaisen said puzzledly.

"The reason is... because now that You-Know-Who has returned, the property prices in Diagon Alley have dropped significantly, and many shops are selling at a loss."

"As for us, we need to leave school as soon as possible and find a way to complete the initial accumulation. We should take advantage of this opportunity to buy a store at a low price and open our own joke shop." The Weasley twins said in unison.

"What's the point of you telling me that?" Kaisen said speechlessly with his half-moon eyes wide open.

"Professor, we also know that if we tell our parents directly, they will never agree, so aren't we here to ask you?" The Weasley twins said with a smile.

"................................Let me ask you, what is my last name?" Kaisen asked.

"Um... Heath."

Kaisen nodded: "That's it, my last name is Heath, not Weasley. It's useless for you to tell me this. Wait, have I already said this?" Kaisen frowned.

"We just want you to persuade our parents. As you know, our parents can't give us any help financially, so we have no choice but to work hard on our own."

"But we can't tell our parents about this. After all, to be frank, they don't have money. So, if we want to fulfill our dreams, we can only endure hardships that ordinary people can't endure..."