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AUBERY, Ron, and Harry sneak towards Hagrid's hut.
"Who's there? Hello? Hello?" Hagrid asks, opening the door to show a rather lethal bat.
"What's that for?" Harry asks.
"Oh, nothing. I- I was expecting, ah... It doesn't matter- come on in. I just made a pot o' tea." Hagrid says.
"Hagrid, are you okay?" Aubery asks.
"I'm fine! I'm alright." Hagrid waves his hand.
"Did you hear about Hermione?" Harry asks.
"Oh, yeah. I heard about that, all righ'." Hagrid shook his head.
"Look, we have to ask you something. Do you know who's opened the Chamber of Secrets?" Harry questions, as they came inside.
"What you had to understand about that is-" Hagrid starts, but a knock, knock, knock interrupted them. "Quick under the cloak. Don't say a word. Be quiet... Professor Dumbledore, sir!"
"Good evening, Hagrid. I wonder, could we...?" Dumbledore asks.
"Of course! Come in! Come in." Hagrid says, as Dumbledore, and a plump man in a bowler hat walked in, which Aubery identified as The Minister of Magic!
"That's Dad's boss! Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic!" Ron gasps.
"Ssh!" Aubery hisses.
"Bad business, Hagrid. Very bad business. Had to come- three attacks on Muggle-borns. Things have gone far enough. The Ministry's got to act." Fudge shakes his head.
"Oh, but I never- you know I never, Professor!" Hagrid turns, pleadingly to Dumbledore.
"I want it understood, Cornelius, that Hagrid has my full confidence," Dumbledore says.
"Albus look, Hagrid's record is against him. I've got to take him." Fudge shakes his head.
"Take me? Take me where? Not Azkaban Prison?" Hagrid gasps.
"I'm afraid we have no choice, Hagrid." Fudge sighs.
"Already here, Fudge? Good..." Lucius Malfoy strides into the house.
"What're you doin' here? Get outta my house!" Hagrid spat.
"Believe me, I take absolutely no pleasure being inside your- you call this a house? Huh! No. I simply called at the school and was told the headmaster was here." Lucius drawls.
"Well, what exactly is it that you want with me?" Dumbledore asks.
"The other governors and I have decided it's time for you to step aside. This is an order of suspension. You'll find all twelve signatures on it. I'm afraid we feel you've rather lost your touch. Well, what, with all these attacks, there'll be no Muggle-borns left at Hogwarts. I can only imagine what an awful loss that would be to the school." Lucius says, but there was no sincerity behind his final words.
