the_debt_of_time

Umbridge hissed, "Precisely, you foolish girl! Not only that, but as I am a member
of the Wizengamot, to even begin such a ridiculous investigation you would need to file an
application to the court for an investigation."
"Yes, and those applications take roughly one hundred and eighty days to process,"
Mia agreed.
"Precisely!"
"I suppose, then," Mia began, removing a rolled and sealed parchment from her
bag, "it's a good thing that I filed one in 1979, isn't it?"
A single bead of sweat slid down Umbridge's temple, and in a very small voice, she
squeaked, "What?"
"Oh, yes. You see, I used to work for the Ministry." Mia quirked her lips, turning
her attention to Kingsley and the rest of the Wizengamot. "I was a simple little file girl that
had suspicions about several pieces of legislation that Madam Umbridge was passing at the
time. A friend of Minister Minchum brought to my attention that the minister was behaving
strangely following his meetings with Madam Umbridge. Worried for the Ministry, I filed
an application for investigation to the courts, which was surprisingly approved by the
Minister himself—shocking, almost as though he were willing to sign anything that crossed
his desk with the name 'Umbridge' on it."
Whispers filled the room, and even some of her supporters began looking at
Umbridge with narrowed eyes.
"Then, I simply had an Auror file the proper paperwork to have Madam Umbridge's
wand monitored," she said, purposely not looking in Sirius's direction as he had been the
Auror in question. She pulled out a small stack of papers and passed them over to Kingsley.
"Here are the findings. As I said when I arrived, I previously stopped by the Administration
Offices this morning. I'm sure there are copies of the reports if anyone believes I've
tampered with these."
"You.. ." Umbridge gaped at her in obvious horror. "You... You still have to
launch a proper investigation and... and... I object!"
Kingsley fixed her with a stern glare. "Dolores, you may step down voluntarily, or
be forcibly removed," he said as he looked down over the papers in his hands, passing
them to Hyperion Greengrass, who sneered at the parchments and their findings.