Bang, bang, bang-bang!
Accompanied by heavy crashing sounds, cages burning with golden flames appeared out of thin air, imprisoning Fudge, Umbridge, Delix, and the Aurors who had previously guarded the courtroom!
What was Amosta Breen planning to do?
Not only were the members of the Wizengamot tribunal stunned, but even the Order of the Phoenix members who had rushed in stared at Amosta in alarm, waiting for him to explain his actions!
"Good, good!"
Fudge shrieked like a startled chicken. He curled himself up, not daring to touch the flaming cage confining him.
"So you've finally shown your true colors, haven't you, Breen? You've been plotting to overthrow the Ministry of Magic all along. Now... huff, huff!"
Facing Dumbledore, Fudge roared,
"I told you so, didn't I, Dumbledore? This young man you brought in has always been ambitious. Look at what he's doing!"
"Cornelius—"
In the end, Amosta had not chosen to slaughter everyone. Dumbledore, standing below the steps, let out a heavy sigh of relief. He had not felt such release in a very long time.
Turning around, Dumbledore faced the Minister for Magic inside the flaming cage, his expression filled with sorrow.
"I warned you as well, Cornelius. Do not become too enamored with power. It will cause you to lose yourself. Your situation today is precisely the result of power clouding your mind."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Dumbledore, but if you still have even a shred of conscience!"
Fudge seemed not to have realized the severity of the situation. Or perhaps he simply refused to face it.
He furiously roared at Dumbledore,
"Then subdue Breen for the Ministry of Magic! I know you can do it, Dumbledore! You are indulging a dark wizard even more evil than Voldemort as he destroys the order we