Chapter 50: You're so crazy and you still say it's okay? Unforgivable! The staff were even more confused when they heard this. "Minister, since you knew she was lying, why didn't you expose her and let her talk?" Fudge showed a smug look on his face. "Look at you guys, you are so superficial, so superficial." "Can't you use your brain to think about it?" "Tonks's words obviously don't make sense, but do you think she's lying? Not likely. The only explanation is that she's been hit by some powerful Confusion Spell and can't figure out what the facts are." "But first of all, Tonks is an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts and is extremely capable." "Besides, she has received Auror training for a period of time. Anti-Curse Training for Confusion Spells is the foundation for Aurors. It is impossible for Tonks to be affected by the Confusion Spell cast by ordinary wizards, let alone a Confusion Spell of this degree." "Tonks actually didn't notice anything was wrong when she said such nonsense. This is really scary when you think about it!"
Fudge's words made his staff fall into deep thought. "correct." "It is indeed terrifying to think about it this way. Who has such a powerful Confusion Spell?" "Someone who can plunder Knockturn Alley and plant the dark wizards in the mud like potatoes." "Who can possess such a superb skill in Transfiguration?" "Who can make the dark wizards not even dare to have the thought of revenge, but want to worship him, and not care even if their wands are taken away?" The next moment, Fudge and his staff said a name in unison. "Albus Dumbledore!" "It's him again!" Fudge's face was full of confidence. "Tonks must have discovered that it was Dumbledore who was trying to gain wealth while tracking down Ciel, so she was murdered by Dumbledore." “Everything fits!” "You are so good, Dumbledore. You usually pretend to care about your students, but in fact you are cruel and ruthless, and you will use them by any means necessary!" "Putting a Confusion Charm on Tonks, illegally detaining her, and causing her mental breakdown." "As for Ciel, he used him in every possible way. After the truth was discovered, he even used a Confusion Spell to point everything to Ciel, trying to make Ciel Evans a scapegoat." "I thought that Fudge, a politician, was already very shameless, but I didn't expect that Dumbledore, who has a kind face, is even more shameless than me!" Fudge picked up the notebook that recorded Tonks's words and smiled again. "what is this?" "This will be the evidence for Dumbledore's trial in the future!"
Then, Fudge gave an instruction. "Tonks has done a great job. Give her a few more days off and treat her well in the psychiatric department of St. Mungo's Hospital. Don't let her suffer any sequelae!" …… Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was already evening. The delivery date mentioned in the letter from the Romanian Dragon Farm had long arrived, but there was no sound on Charles' door except for Old Tom who came to deliver the meal. After waiting for nearly two hours, Charles' expression gradually became gloomy. He didn't know what had happened. It was not until another letter was delivered and Charles saw the contents of the letter that his expression became completely cold as iron. Unprecedented rage flashed in his pupils. The letter was an urgent apology letter sent by a dragon farm in Romania. The reason for the delay in delivery was mentioned here - the goods were snatched after arriving in the UK! Bill Weasley, who was in charge of the delivery, was seriously injured and was being treated in St. Mungo's Hospital. All the materials for the ten dragons were taken away! The Romanian dragon farm is handling the situation urgently and preparing to reissue fire dragon materials to Charles. However, due to the strict restrictions of the International Wizarding Association on the killing of fire dragons, the ten fire dragon materials to be reissued to Charles must wait until next month. Ciel clenched his hands tightly. He had been waiting for so long, only to be told he had to wait another month? Wait another month and he'll be going to Hogwarts! Moreover, when it comes to improving strength, if you are slow at one step, then all steps will be slow. The loss of hundreds of thousands of deduction points today will most likely affect Charles' next move, leading to greater losses in the future. Charles can't wait for this batch of fire dragon materials! He wanted to see who was so bold as to steal his dragon! The next moment, a loud bang was heard in the room. In an instant, Charles arrived at St. Mungo's Hospital and walked into the hospital. At this moment, several explosions were heard one after another. Several Aurors Apparated here with Tonks, taking her to the psychiatric department for treatment. Since the Auror was injured during the mission, the medical staff of St. Mungo's Hospital were waiting at the door, ready to provide immediate treatment. When Tonks appeared, a group of psychiatric doctors and nurses surrounded her. Seeing this scene, Tonks was stunned for a moment before she realized what was going on. She said repeatedly. "I'm mentally fine!" "I'm just stimulated and my emotions are a little out of control. I'm not crazy. I don't need psychiatric treatment. I just need to rest for a few days and I'll be fine!" But her attending physician shook his head with a look of sympathy.
"I have already heard from the Ministry of Magic about your situation." "You can say something crazy like an eleven-year-old wizard who hasn't even started school robbed Knockturn Alley, and you still say you're mentally healthy?" "Little girl, don't be afraid to seek medical treatment." At this point, Tonks wanted to argue, but she saw Ciel out of the corner of her eye. Charles was approaching her! In an instant, Tonks became excited again. "It's him!" "He was the one who looted Knockturn Alley!" "Believe me, I'm telling the truth!" The Aurors and medical staff shook their heads. Without giving Tonks a chance to struggle, several Aurors subdued Tonks in an instant. The medical staff at the psychiatric department of St. Mungo's Hospital sighed repeatedly. "Look at you, you're so crazy, and you still say there's nothing wrong with you?" "That was Mr. Charles Evans, the poor boy, who was abducted by a dark wizard not long ago and suffered inhumane torture. How can you say that he robbed Knockturn Alley?" "This is absolutely ridiculous!" "If you let this go on, perhaps in your fantasy, it will become that Mr. Charles Evans inhumanely tortured the dark wizard and killed him." The attending physician extended his wand. "I originally thought that you should be treated conservatively. A mild spell is enough." "It doesn't seem to work now, we have to increase the dosage!" With a flash of light, Tonks, who was still trying to struggle, immediately fell into a baby-like sleep. At this time, Ciel walked into St. Mungo's Hospital and came to Bill Weasley's ward. Inside the ward, the Weasley family from the original book are all here. The enthusiastic Mrs. Weasley, the kind and amiable Mr. Weasley, as well as the top students Percy and Ron, the youngest daughter Ginny, and Bill, who had just graduated and started working and was lying on the hospital bed. When they saw Charles coming in, sad and worried looks were cast upon him. Mrs. Weasley was crying uncontrollably, while Mr. Weasley barely controlled his expression, stood up, and asked about Charles' identity. If it were any other time, although Ciel would not have any intention of getting close to the Weasley family, he would not mind exchanging pleasantries. But today, the deduction points that were supposed to be harvested were delayed, his fire dragon materials were constantly losing magic power, and Charles even had murderous intent in his heart. How could he have the mind to greet the Weasleys? He came to Bill Weasley's ward just to get clues and retrieve his dragon materials. "Where were you robbed?"
"What are the characteristics of the person who robbed you?" Charles stared at Bill, who was lying on the bed, already awake but still very weak. Bill was surprised, but he quickly recognized Charles' identity and a look of guilt and remorse appeared on his face. Ten fire dragon materials were lost, and such a loss could not be recovered even if he sold them. As a buyer, Charles suffered a huge loss. Bill whispered. "I had just entered the UK and was travelling along the prescribed route for transporting fire dragon materials. But when I was in Cornwallon County, my colleagues turned against me." "He attacked me with a few ambushed magical beast hunters and stole all the suitcases containing dragon materials." Charles said coldly. "A colleague betrayed me?" "Converton County?" "Do you have anything of his? Anything will do." Bill was stunned for a moment, then took out a piece of rag from his pocket with difficulty. "I tore this off when I was fighting him. Is this okay?" Charles picked up the rag, nodded, and walked out without looking back. Dare to steal his things, dare to make him lose deduction points... "Unforgivable, unforgivable!" Orange vertical pupils suddenly appeared in Charles' eyes! (End of this chapter)
