Chapter 898

A heavy knock on the door interrupted him.

Hermione was startled; her glass fell from her fingers and fell to the ground; her teeth screamed.

The five of them looked together at the window by the door. There was a small figure outside the window.

"It's the woman!" Ron whispered.

"Hide down here!" Harry quickly unfolded his invisibility cloak to cover him and Hermione. Then Ron got in, but the cloak was too small to squeeze the four of them.

"What to do?" Hermione was a little anxious, and now most of them are leaking out.

"Come on, Hermione, Animagus, let's jump to bed." Said Fanlin.

In Hagrid's surprised eyes, Fanlin and Hermione are two white cats, lying safely behind the quilt.

Harry and Ron huddled together and hurried to a corner of the room.

Teeth screamed at the door.

Hagrid thought it strange.

"Hagrid! Hide our cups

Hagrid pushed Harry's and Ron's cups under their basket mats, and they were bouncing around the front door. Hagrid pushed it aside with his foot and opened the door.

Professor Umbridge was standing at the door in a green tweed cloak and earmuffs. In order to see Hagrid, she leaned back. She was almost below Hagrid's waist.

"So," she said, word by word, as if she were talking to the deaf, "are you Hagrid?"

Before Hagrid could answer, she went into the room and looked around with her eyes.

"Go away!" She yelled, driving her teeth away with her handbag.

"Hey, it's not malicious." Hagrid looked at her and said, "who are you?"

"I'm Dolores Jane Umbridge." She looked at Hagrid's cell, and twice she saw Harry in the corner where they were standing.

"Dolores Jane Umbridge?" said Hagrid, completely bewildered. "I know. You work with fudge in the Ministry of magic?"

"Yes, I'm the Deputy Minister of magic," Umbridge said, raising his head. He began to pace around the hut, checking every part of the room, and looking at the bags and cloaks by the wall.

"I'm a defense against the dark arts teacher now."

"You're so brave," Hagrid said. "No one wants to do that job!"

"And a senior adviser to Hogwarts," Professor Umbridge continued, ignoring Hagrid's assessment of her.

"What?" Haibang asked with a frown.

You know I want tea. Professor Umbridge said, pointing to pieces of Hermione's cup on the floor.

"Oh," Hagrid glanced helplessly at where Harry and Ron were standing. "Ah, it was the tooth. It hit my glass on the ground, because I used another one." Hagrid pointed to his own cup with the dragon on his face.

Professor Umbridge stood in front of him and looked at the expression on his face.

"I hear someone talking," she said quietly. "I'm talking to the teeth," Hagrid said.

"And it spoke to you, too?"

"Yes, speak to me in its language," Hagrid replied, beginning to feel unnatural. "I'm connected to it."

"I see two pairs of footprints and some animal feet on the snow in front of your door..." Said Umbridge cunningly.

Ron took a breath of fright, and Harry immediately put his hand over his mouth. Her teeth were sniffing around Professor Umbridge, so she didn't seem to hear.

"Oh, I just came back," Hagrid said with a wave. "Maybe someone came to see me before I came back."

"But there are footprints that don't leave."

"Oh, then I don't know," Hagrid said, touching his beard and looking again at where Harry was standing, as if hoping they could help him. Professor Umbridge walked around the hut and looked around carefully.

She bent down to look under the bed and opened Hagrid's cupboard. She was only two inches away from Harry, and Ron stood close to the wall, and Harry endured until she left.

"Do you still have a cat?" Umbridge asked in surprise. She found van Lin and Hermione hiding behind the bedding.

Almost for a moment, van Lin clearly felt that Hermione's body was almost taut, which could be said to be the bristles.

Van Lin gave a weak cry, then stood up and put his paw on Hermione's body, just like a real cat, licked Hermione's

Well, hair

"Ah, that's Phil, who I raised, and his girlfriend..." Hagrid hastily replied that it made Fanlin feel helpless.

Fanlin promised that he had heard the name, and didn't know what terrible monster it was.

Umbridge didn't seem to think much about it. He just said a good sentence and looked away.Then she looked at Hagrid's mangled room, turned and said, "what's the matter with you? Did you get hurt? "

Hagrid quickly removed the Dragon flesh from his face. Fanlin really hoped that he did not. In this way, the black and purple scars on Hagrid's eyes and the frozen dragon blood all over his face were more obvious.

"Oh - I, I had an accident!" He said with a limp.

"What kind of accident?"

"I fell." Hagrid said clumsily.

"You fell down?" Asked Umbridge coldly.

"Yes, that's it, because I'm too big to have a broomstick for me. I'm riding my horse. I don't know if you've seen it. It's the kind of winged animals I've ever ridden. They are..."

"Where have you been?" Professor Umbridge interrupted Hagrid coldly.

"Where have I been?"

"Yes, since February, where have you been? You are accompanied by a teacher from another college. No one in this college can tell me where you went because you left without leaving any message. Where did you go? " She asked. Hagrid looked at her with his eyes, and Harry could almost see his rising anger.

"I, I'm out on vacation," Hagrid said.

"Vacation," Umbridge repeated coldly.

She looked at Hagrid's swollen face with her eyes. Dragon blood was dripping on his vest.

"I see."

"Yes," Hagrid said, "to get some fresh air.".

"Yes, it must be a rare opportunity for a gamekeeper," said Professor Umbridge in her sweet voice. Hagrid's dark purple face began to turn red.

"Yes, a new environment."

"Is the mountain view beautiful?" Asked Professor Umbridge quickly. She knows everything, Harry thought.

"Mountain?" Haibang repeated, and he immediately responded, "I don't know. We're going to the south of France, where we can bask on the beach."

"Really?" Professor Umbridge said. "So you're not tanned?"

"Of course, my skin is very sensitive." Hagrid replied, and tried to smile happily, but showed that he had lost two teeth.

Professor Umbridge looked at him coldly; he explained with a smile.

"I'll report to the minister that you didn't get back to college in time," she said as she opened the bag hanging on her arm

"All right," Hagrid nodded.

"You should know from other teachers that I am the senior prosecutor here now, and I think we will meet again soon." She said suddenly as she came to the door.

"Are you the senior prosecutor here?" Hagrid repeated, looking at her blankly.

"Oh, yes," said Professor Umbridge gently, putting his hand on the doorknob and looking back at him. "The Ministry of magic has decided to fire some unqualified teachers. Have a good night, Hagrid."

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