"Stop using that ridiculous rhetoric about education to hide your ambitions!"
Umbridge shot back shrilly, spittle almost spraying Sirius in the face.
"All the students are rolling around in mud! All the professors are teaching lethal offensive magic! Even attacking older students in public corridors goes completely unpunished!"
Her gaze stayed fixed on the black suitcase.
"You used the Ministry of Magic's panic as an excuse to purchase a Security System from your own company at an astronomical price!
Minister Fudge has long suspected that the staggering sum wasn't all spent on security! This is a massive transfer of illicit benefits!"
"What rubbish are you spouting!"
Sirius's eyes widened in fury.
Almost hysterical, Umbridge shouted out the reasoning she had long prepared to establish his guilt.
"Dumbledore is using the school's budget to buy your equipment at inflated prices!
Then you secretly funnel the profits back to Dumbledore as political donations! You're using the hard-earned money of magical families across the United Kingdom to recruit followers for Dumbledore!"
"As for poor Professor Holmes, Minister Fudge was right about him. He's just a scholar.
Listen to his pen name, The Banana-Loving Honey Badger. A typical Hufflepuff.
And you? Marauders Company.
You're exploiting a professor devoted to the development of the Wizarding World.
Although I disapprove of some of his behavior, he is upholding Minister Fudge's rule.
Even if not for Minister Fudge, I must expose your conspiracy for the sake of this poor professor you're exploiting."
"You're framing the headmaster of Hogwarts and the director of the Academic Affairs Office?!"
Sirius's face turned livid with anger. The reasoning behind these false accusations was absurd, yet airtight.
"I'm saving this school's soul! I won't let you turn this place into a rebel stronghold!"
Umbridge proclaimed loudly, holding out her short, thick hand