Chapter 283： False memory

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In the hallway, Felix asked, "That woman was here yesterday?"

"I have been here twice," Professor McGonagall said meaningfully, "so she moved out of the Minister of Magic this time."

At the door of the vice-principal's office, Tonks shone her face against a shiny armor. She sighed and her face swelled into a bulging ball.

Her hair was originally bubble gum-like pink, but immediately turned dark brown.

"Tonks—"

Tonks turned to look in the direction of the voice, her eyes turned into opposites, "Professor McGonagall!" She was taken aback, and quickly patted her head to restore everything to its original state, "I, Uh...it's kind of boring, come out to breathe."

"I can see, Tonks, is she still inside?" McGonagall asked.

"It's been there all the time, so I feel out of breath." Tonks said, she saw Felix next to Professor McGonagall, "Hello, Haipu."

"Hello, Tonks." Felix nodded at her. "Go in together?"

"Oh, don't," Tonks refused, and she said again, "You can add a bubble spell for yourself in advance-well, I was kidding."

Felix opened the door and suddenly understood what Tonks meant. The room was full of sweet perfume, and there were pink bubbles floating in the air.

A pink bubble suddenly exploded, the pink mist filled with the fragrance, and Felix frowned.

"Oh, my God, you take my office—" McGonagall was stunned, and Umbridge stood up, grinning broadly: "Minerva, I've been waiting for too long to find something to do for myself . I told Corey that I have the latest Holtz perfume in my hand — it hasn’t been released yet.” She giggled.

McGonagall said sternly, "If you don't put these bubbles away, I will do it for you." She walked quickly to the window and took a breath of fresh air outside.

Umbridge took out an exquisite vial from his pocket, tapped the mouth of the bottle with his magic wand, and air bubbles flew in. "I recommend you to try it. Of course, you have to wait until three months later..."

Professor McGonagall rolled her eyes concealedly, and decided not to see or to be upset, and she left with the young clerk named Corey.

The sweet smell in the air lingered, Felix waved his wand, and a whirlwind appeared out of thin air, sweeping the pink air away.

"Ms. Umbridge?" He sat across from him, "I heard you are looking for me."

"Of course, my dear." Umbridge said, with her hands folded and politely said: "Where do we start? Minister Fudge mentioned you several times, young talent, from the magic world. future."

"Thank him for me, madam. You did not happen to come, there are hundreds of students waiting for me."

Umbridge said softly: "You mean a small school game? Yes, Minerva told me, one of the excuses for prevarication. Oh, Mr. Haip, let me finish, I will bring Minister Fudge’s order is clearer than the previous ones. It’s not empty words...Every word I say represents what Minister Fudge himself meant."

Felix curled up his lips, "So, you are going to give me orders on behalf of Fudge?"

"It's Minister Fudge," Umbridge corrected. "I think you lack the awe of authority. People at Hogwarts have this problem. Oh, going far, I've heard an interesting fact, Haipu Mr. is also a children’s writer, and one of them..."

She took out a book from her pocket, flipped a page with her crude fingers, and said proudly: "Is it a comic? It's childlike. If I checked it, I didn't know that Mr. Haipu had a relationship with the Ministry of Magic. Woolen cloth."

"So?" Felix smiled, "I am still the recipient of the Saint Mungo Medical Badge, a candidate for the Merlin Medal, and I keep in contact with the members of Wisengamao, as well as senior officials of the Ministry of Magic in many countries... …"

Umbridge's smile disappeared.

"...But it doesn't explain much. I took the initiative to give up some-the so-called connections." Felix said, "just to reduce unnecessary communication."

"Then why do you want to teach at Hogwarts? If you want to—"

"No, I don't want to," Felix glanced at her, "This is my answer. Let's get to the point, I have about...seven minutes."

Umbridge's hand holding the wand trembled, and the pile of old-fashioned rings on his fingers creaked, not afraid, but angry. Her chest was undulating, like a toad with a bulging belly.

But she just said softly: "Then let's start now, Mr. Haipu."

"Where is Sirius Black now?"

"Who knows, maybe with his accomplices."

"You didn't catch him?"

"It's obvious."

"But someone saw you take him away and apparated. Can I understand that he got your help? I heard that you and Damocles Bellby are good friends. You are still Severus. Snape’s proud disciple, and two potions masters at the same time have a lot of friendship, you can easily get the compound decoction."

Felix laughed blankly. He just told Professor McGonagall that he was going to question the Ministry of Magic with the compound soup, but he didn't expect the black pot to be thrown on him so quickly.

So he said: "I could have asked you to show evidence, if not, I will teach you a profound lesson, let you know that there are some things you can't say casually." He was very happy to see Umbridge puffed up his eyes and stared. He said, "But I think, I might as well let you see the scene at that time, so that you don't bother me again..."

Felix stared at her, his pupils flicking across pictures.

"Here is—? I warn you to kidnap a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic—" Umbridge screamed, and she looked around in a panic. This is a clearing in the forest. She saw from a distance,'Felik Fighting scene between'Sirus' and'Sirius'.

"Don't you want to know what happened?"

Later, she saw the battle belonging to the wizard, not a simple spell shooting, but a brilliant magic, with large flames, thunder and various magical lights interacting with each other.

The tree fell down, and the big rock with a human head flew past her with a palpitating whimper, leaving a sharp roar in her ears.

'Felix' held a bright flame in his hand, and the primitive symbols were looming. In the next second, the overwhelming flames swept across the forest like mercury, and the magic flame spread violently from hundreds of feet away. Wherever they were, trees and stones turned to ashes, and appeared in front of them almost in the blink of an eye.

Umbridge let out a harsh scream, and then, the whole person was engulfed in flames...

"Ahhhhh-"

Umbridge screamed and jumped up, and Professor McGonagall's office was still in front of her. It was fake. All of this was fake... She told herself over and over again that the tongue of fire was reflected in her pupils.

She heard Felix's voice continue, and did not seem to notice her abnormality, and said with emotion, "Sirius is really terrifyingly strong, isn't it? I suggest you send out more hitters..."

Umbridge swallowed She sat down again, constantly adjusting her posture, "I, cough! Is this what happened then? If I want to ask you to testify—"

"I want to remind you that memories can be fabricated, and the Wiesengama court will not use memories as evidence, so you can completely think that I was just kidding you." Felix said.

Umbridge looked at him dumbfounded and heard him continue, "The question now is, do you believe I can do what I remember?"

Believe it? She actually didn't want to believe it, but this feeling was too real. Whenever she wanted to refute it in her heart, the scene of being overwhelmed by fire would suddenly appear.

She finished the questioning in a hurry, dragged her chunky body away, and said before leaving, "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Haipu."

She desperately needs the cute cat teacup and colorful bows to comfort her injured heart, and she doesn't want to do anything today.

Felix cocked his legs and couldn't help thinking, "Who said that the Mind House has no offensive ability, it's not bad to use it to scare people."