Chapter 545： Open the door (modified, sincere thanks to the leader Ling Moyu)

"I'll check it out first, settle the exchange students, and Dolores will wait for me at the door of the principal's office." Alan waved gently, and explained to Hermione again. After a burst of fire, Alan became Phoenix's figure disappeared.

"Thank you so much, Professor Harris!" Umbridge was so excited that her voice ran out when she answered, and she made a pug-like voice, even if Allen was gone, Um Richie still bowed to the place where he disappeared, then turned and walked the short leg all the way towards the principal's office.

Allen's feet fell quietly on the solid ground. "Why, Allen Harris, how are you ..." An indifferent voice went to silence as soon as it sounded, Allen quickly waved his wand, a string Faintly and quickly hit all the portraits in the room. The portraits of the old school principals and boys were all sleeping in the photos, some fell directly to the ground, some collapsed on chairs with armrests, and others leaned on the frame of the portrait ...

The exquisite silverware in the principal's room stood on the slender-legged table, quietly spraying smoke and rotating. Allen looked around the room without any rash action. He went to the door, opened the door of the monster's copper ring, stepped on the revolving ladder, and opened the stone monster at the door.

Umbridge stepped up the stairs with his eyes shining brightly, and as soon as he entered the principal's room, he wanted to pounce on the long table.

"Stop, Dolores, don't you think Dumbledore just closed the door? The protective spells are on these appliances. There is no way for these portraits to ventilate to anyone, some of them are time." Allen He waved to Umbridge across the air with his hands. As the other party was caught by Dumbledore, he was easily pinched by the invisible hand and brought to the side.

"Wait, Professor Harris, Umbridge, you can't enter the principal's office without Dumbledore's permission." Professor McGonagall broke in with excitement, and she looked at Umbridge's mad attitude. Standing next to Allen like a servant, frowning, "They really colluded together, and Dumbledore was kicked out of school under their conspiracy."

"Professor McGonagall, I think it ’s now that you ca n’t enter the principal ’s office without my permission. I ’m the current principal of Hogwarts. Dumbledore is just a fugitive. In addition, you should call it Allen. Mr. Harris is a professor, and he is now your colleague. "Umbridge, who had just sorted out his hair messed up by Allen's Curse, had a sinister and kind smile on his face.

McGonagall's lips squeezed tightly together, her fingers clenched her wand, and she let it go, and Umbridge smiled happier.

Professor McGonagall looked at the mark of omniscience that hadn't dissipated in the sky until now, with a few traces of disgust and powerlessness in his eyes, turned his head to look at Allen and couldn't help but recall the flattering look of the other's own deformation class There was another heartache and self-blame. Although he was not the dean of the other party, McGonagall thought that Allen was also his own student. "Why is the more talented little wizard the easier it is to take the wrong path?"

Ron, who was watching from the outside of the principal ’s office, pestered Harry, a flash of pleasure flashed across his face, and he turned wildly in his heart. "Look, I know, Alan Harris is not what The idea of ​​"good stuff".

Harry stared at Alan, looking sad. Alan didn't prove to them that Voldemort had returned. He could still use Alan's failure to see it. Alan had other plans to convince himself, but the scene before him made Harry's illusions. With the excuse that the smoke disappeared, it was clearly not that Alan was the accomplice of Umbridge, but that Umbridge was doing things in accordance with Alan ’s instructions.

There are more and more people watching outside the door of the principal's office, but neither the teacher nor the students can only watch Alan carefully, but one by one, they are used one after another against the appliances in the principal's office. The cracking spells, the protective spells opened by the collection of books and magical wonders were cracked piece by piece by Allen, and the books on the bookshelves in the principal's room all automatically flew to the floor of the open space next to them and accumulated automatically.

After a long time, Allen withdrew his wand and extended his hand to Umbridge under the eyes of the Hogwarts teachers and students, and the expression on Umbridge's face was like a Toad was about to swallow a delicious and juicy fly, quickly twisting his fat body, and sat on the chair of the principal. With a long breath, he closed his eyes and felt the huge backrest brought to her by the principal ’s sofa chair. A sense of power.

Seeing Umbridge finally sitting in a position that had long belonged to Dumbledore, McGonagall looked shaky, but fortunately, the support and comfort of Dean Pomona Sprout of Hufflepuff As for being stunned as before, seeing that nothing could be done, the two female professors began to turn around to leave the principal's office, which already belonged to Umbridge.

"Well? Please wait a minute, Professor McGonagall, where are you going?" Allen asked, with his hands on his shoulders, exaggerated with a surprised expression on the head of Gryffindor.

Professor McGonagall, who needed someone else's help, was stunned and suddenly straightened up, pushing Professor Sprout aside with a slight but determined energy. "Is there any other instruction, Professor Harris?" Scarlet And courage returned to her already pale cheeks, and she turned around, looking straight at Allen.

"Professor McGonagall, don't you plan to keep Dumbledore's personal belongings on his behalf?" After that, smiling Allen blinked to McGraw and Sprout's right eye like a prank. .

"What ?! Are you asking me to keep Albus' items? You're not going to ..." McGonagall's eyes widened so that her glasses slipped onto her nose.

Umbridge, who had closed her eyes on the principal ’s chair, could n’t sit still, and she stood up at once. “Wait, Professor Harris, what are you doing ?!” She tried to grab Allen with her hand but eventually did n’t. Dare to really touch each other, only to embarrassedly let the hand stop in the air.

Allen glanced at the people with doubts. "What's strange, everyone? Dumbledore was removed from the post of principal of Hogwarts after he left. He also illegally occupied the principal's office. I just came to correct him, but No matter which company has the right to occupy the employee ’s personal belongings after the employee is expelled, right? "

Umbridge stomped on the side anxiously, "Wait! Mr. Alan Harris, our Ministry of Magic needs to find Dumbledore's evidence and whereabouts from these items! You can't ... please don't give them to Mai Let her be taken away. "She just wanted to order with a consistent bureaucratic tone, but she had to change her tone to a more subtle tone.

"Our Ministry of Magic?" Allen's expression is still full of exaggeration as before ~ ​​www.novelhall.com ~ Dolores, I don't remember I told ... I haven't heard of my second ... Lunn. The Magic Law Enforcement Division managed by Harris issued a permit to temporarily withhold Dumbledore ’s items and property. It is illegal to temporarily withhold a wizard ’s property without permission. "

"I don't have it, but ... but ... I will go! Minister Fudge can also issue the relevant permission!" Umbridge seemed a little incoherent, and was surprised to find that the other party even pretended to be arrogant and misrepresented his enforcement of the magic law Due to the influence of the Division, Umbridge had to grab Fudge as the final hole card attempt to get Allen to change his mind.

"Of course you can do this, Dolores." Allen stopped his smile and continued to walk a few steps towards Umbridge with his hands. The new principal of Hogwarts was unconscious as Allen slowly approached. The ground retreated.

Upon seeing this, Allen stopped and let the smile come back to his face again, "You can still tell Fudge this matter originally and let him come to talk to me if he is dissatisfied, but this time before you get it But there is no way to stop this action, right? Maybe you can compare speed with Professor McGonagall? "

Then Allen shook his head and sucked his mouth again, "Oh, naive Dolores, do you really plan to move the personal belongings of one of the most powerful white wizards in the world? When I saw the news on TV, I thought you had already learned the lesson. "

This almost compassionate look made Umbridge instantly realize the stupidity that she had been swept to the head by victory again. She recalled that day's feelings, and then thought of her ignorance and a cold sweat.

Umbridge now looks like a terrified middle-aged and young girl who is holding herself down on the headmaster's chair in fear of a high-speed beating chest, unable to speak.