After the Wizengamot meeting, the Order of the Phoenix gathered for their regular meeting. The mood was electric with anticipation as Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nymphadora Tonks arrived with news from the Ministry. Their entrance was met with a chorus of eager questions and playful jabs.

Sirius Black, lounging casually in an armchair, looked up with a wide grin. "So, did the Minister's embarrassment reach new heights, or did it just stay in the stratosphere?"

Kingsley, still chuckling, took a seat next to Sirius. "Oh, it soared. The Wizengamot meeting was a real show. If you thought Fudge was red-faced before, you should have seen him today."

Tonks, her hair shifting to a bright pink, added, "And the best part? Fudge tried to downplay everything, but it only made him look worse. It was like watching someone try to put out a fire with gasoline."

Kingsley leaned forward, his expression animated. "So, Fudge stands up there, trying to convince the Wizengamot that the Quidditch ban was a necessary action. Meanwhile, Madam Amelia Bones is practically rolling her eyes. She asked him if he was really wasting their time with schoolyard politics when there are real issues to address."

Lupin, trying to stifle a laugh, remarked, "Sounds like Bones was in fine form. I can just imagine her cutting him down to size."

Kingsley continued, "Absolutely. And then Umbridge tried to salvage the situation by insisting that Harry Potter was a disruptive force. But Marshbanks, bless her, stepped in. She demanded proof, and when Umbridge faltered, the Wizengamot turned into a rowdy crowd."

Tonks snorted. "But the expressions on their faces were priceless. Fudge was flailing about, trying to interrupt Augusta Longbottom, and the Wizengamot was too busy laughing to listen."

Kingsley's face lit up with amusement. "Augusta Longbottom was brilliant. She stood up and demanded proof of Harry's supposed misdeeds, asking why they were letting themselves be made fools of. The look on Fudge's face was worth the price of admission."

Minerva McGonagall, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke. "I've always had great respect for Augusta. It's heartening to see her stand up for what's right, especially when the Minister and his cronies are making a mockery of their positions."

Tonks took over, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "The best part was when Fudge tried to regain control. He kept stumbling over his words, and every attempt to save face just made things worse. At one point, he actually tried to accuse the Wizengamot of being biased against him."

Sirius, laughing heartily, added, "I can just picture it. Fudge flailing about while the Wizengamot looks on like they're watching a particularly amusing circus act."

Kingsley nodded. "Exactly. And when Fudge tried to interrupt Augusta, the entire chamber was so engrossed in her speech that they ignored him. It was like watching a child trying to talk over a symphony."

The room erupted into laughter and applause.

Remus Lupin raised his cup. "To Harry's prank and the glorious mess it made of Fudge's carefully curated image!"

Arthur Weasley, grinning widely, added, "And to Augusta Longbottom for shutting them down. It's good to see someone putting those two in their place."

Professor McGonagall, usually composed, allowed herself a rare smile. "Indeed. It's moments like these that remind us that even those in power can be held accountable for their actions. Fudge's embarrassment is a victory for all who value integrity."

Sirius and Remus were practically glowing with pride. "We've always known Harry had a knack for trouble but this? This is next-level and it's nice to see Fudge and Umbridge getting a taste of their own medicine. They've been so determined to squash us, and now they've been publicly humiliated. It's poetic justice."

Tonks quipped, "I heard that some of the squad members were trying to defend their actions, but no one was listening. They're not exactly the heroes of the school anymore."

Sirius added, "It's only fitting. They were tools for Umbridge's tyranny, and now they're getting their comeuppance. The prank didn't just embarrass Fudge and Umbridge—it turned the tables on their whole regime."

The members of the Order continued their celebration, buoyed by the success of Harry's prank and the significant blow it had dealt to Fudge and Umbridge. The victory was not just a personal triumph but a clear signal that their fight against injustice was making a tangible impact.

...

Later that evening, as Harry sat alone in his room, he glanced at the enchanted mirror Sirius had given him. He had been using it to stay in touch with Sirius and Remus, and tonight, he needed to share his thoughts about the day's events.

He touched the mirror's surface, and within moments, the familiar face of Sirius Black appeared. Sirius was grinning widely, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Beside him was Remus Lupin, looking both proud and contemplative.

"Hey, Harry!" Sirius greeted. "How's the new-found fame treating you?"

Harry chuckled, a bit overwhelmed. "It's been a whirlwind. I can't believe how much of an impact the prank had. The whole thing is a bit surreal."

Remus's face softened. "You've done something remarkable, Harry. It's not just about the prank; it's about the message you've sent. You've shown everyone that resistance can be both clever and effective."

Harry nodded, his expression thoughtful. "I was just trying to help Fred and George and get back at Umbridge. I didn't realize it would blow up like this."

Sirius leaned forward, his grin widening. "Well, you've certainly shaken things up. Fudge is looking like a fool, and Umbridge's authority has taken a serious hit. And don't forget the effect this has on Hogwarts. Students are more united than ever."

Remus added, "It's more than just the immediate impact, though. You've given people hope and shown them that even in tough situations, there's always a way to fight back. It's a powerful message."

Harry looked down, a mix of pride and humility on his face. "I never thought I'd be in a position to make such a difference. I'm just glad I could help."

Sirius's tone grew more serious. "It's not just about the prank, Harry. It's about the courage and determination you've shown. You've taken a stand against the injustice and made people see that there's still room for defiance."

Remus nodded in agreement. "And you've done it with a lot of heart. It's important to remember that while the prank was clever, it was your bravery and integrity that made it so impactful."

Harry smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "Thanks. I couldn't have done it without your advice and support. It means a lot to me."

Sirius gave him a warm smile. "We're proud of you, Harry. You've proven yourself to be not just a great fighter but also a true leader. The impact of your actions will be felt for a long time."

Remus's expression was one of quiet admiration. "And remember, we're always here for you. You've shown tremendous strength, but you don't have to face everything alone."

As the conversation wound down, Harry felt a renewed sense of determination. The prank had achieved its intended goals and more, but the support of Sirius and Remus reminded him of the importance of staying grounded and focused on the broader fight against injustice.

With a final exchange of thanks and goodbyes, Harry ended the conversation and took a deep breath, ready to face the next challenge with a sense of hope and purpose.