‘You will now be escorted back to the Ministry, where you will be formally charged, then sent to Azkaban to await trial!’
‘Ah,’ said Dumbledore gently, ‘yes. Yes, I thought we might hit that little snag.’
‘Snag?’ said Fudge, his voice still vibrating with joy. ‘I see no snag, Dumbledore!’
‘Well,’ said Dumbledore apologetically, ‘I’m afraid I do.’
‘Well – it’s just that you seem to be labouring under the delusion that I am going to – what is the phrase? – come quietly. I am afraid I am not going to come quietly at all, Cornelius. I have absolutely no intention of being sent to Azkaban.