Chapter 942

"It's beautiful." Van Lin nodded.

D. A's performance is absolutely beyond his imagination. There is absolutely no problem that these little wizards can be selected by the top school of Hogwarts. However, the current environment is too peaceful, which makes everyone have no motivation to practice.

The status of bloodline wizard in the magic world is respected and backed by the family. Naturally, there is no need to worry about anything. It can be said that most witches are completely isolated from Muggles.

However, witches from Muggle world can live well only by means of acquiescence of the Ministry of magic. Of course, this is an idea. Most witches are still closed and bound by the rules of the Ministry of magic.

But when the turmoil comes, it is undeniable that the wizard's potential has not completely disappeared in the imperceptible influence. At least through the training of D.A., everyone brings his feeling like this.

Take Neville for example. Before, he couldn't even use the most basic mantra except your weapon. Now, van Lin has been observing. Neville just lacks some confidence. In theory, he is more serious than anyone else. Maybe he just lacks a little bit of luck.

This makes van Lin feel very surprised, Neville always has the conditions of courage, perhaps, but he did not realize that he can completely break through and become brave.

Compared with Yu Fanlin's surprise, D.A's training is also a different experience for Harry.

He never thought that one day, like a professor, he could teach a lot of people what he mastered or thought was very basic.

Are you so strong already?

Harry scratched his head. Could he inflate himself?

But take a look at Van Lin, it's better to forget

"Good!" As a matter of fact, everyone has made obvious progress. When you first came here, you were very bad. No matter whether you are willing to admit it or not, you are just a group of Muggles with some magic power. Even in front of the stronger Muggles, except for your body, magic has little effect

"But now, what do you think you've changed?"

"I think I might It's getting stronger... " Neville is the first to speak, and immediately everyone's eyes are focused on Neville, which makes Neville seem a little nervous.

"I mean, I..."

"Bang!"

the door of the house suddenly opened and closed.

Harry looked around to see who had come in, but no one was there. After a while, before he reacts, all the people by the door are silent.

Then, Fanling noticed that someone was tugging at the robe near his knee. He looked down and was surprised to find dobby, the house elf, staring at him from under his usual eight wool hats.

"Oh, Hello, dobby." Fanlin was a little surprised and said, "what's the matter with you?"

the house elf opened his eyes and kept shaking. All the members of the defense against the dark arts moved closer to Fanlin and calmed down. Everyone looked at dobby. A small number of Dharma protectors successfully summoned their Dharma protectors into silver. After the mist disappeared, the whole room looked dimmer than before.

"Master Fanlin," squeaked the elf, shivering from head to foot, "and Mr. Harry Potter, dobby is here to warn you, but all the domestic elves are warned not to say it." He dashed his head against the wall.

Harry, who is experienced with Dobby's self punitive behavior, tries to catch him. Dobby is only bounced back from the stone wall under the cushion of his eight hats.

Hermione and other girls screamed with fear and sympathy.

"What's going on, dobby?" Harry held the ELF's thin arm tightly and kept him away from anything he might have hurt himself.

"Don't care about other people's orders. You have to remember, dobby, I'm your master." Fanlin some helpless repeat to, although his heart has a bad premonition.

"Oh, what a hindrance. She, she Dobby, with his free hand, clenched his fist and punched himself hard on the nose. Harry immediately grabbed his hand.

"Who is she, dobby?" but Harry understood immediately, because only one "she" could make dobby so scared. The elf looked up speechless and looked at him slightly.

"Umbridge?" Harry asked in horror. Dobby nodded and tried to hit Harry's knee with his head. Harry held him straight.

"What's wrong with her, dobby? She didn't find here - find us - and find the defense against the dark arts?"

Fanlin got the answer on the frustrated face of the elves. Dobby's hand was firmly held by Harry, but he still tried to kick himself and fell to the ground.

"Is she coming here?" Harry asked, holding his breath. Dobby let out a scream and slapped his feet on the floor. Harry stood up and looked at the frightened, motionless people and the elves whipping themselves."What are you waiting for?" Harry yelled. "Let's go!" they all rushed to the exit, raced to the door, and then rushed out.

Van Lim can listen to them running hard in the hallway and hope that they will have judgment and not try to successfully return to their bedroom. It's nine o'clock in ten minutes. Or if they're both close to the library

"Harry, come on!" Hermione screamed as she struggled out of the crowd. Harry picked up dobby, who was still trying to seriously hurt himself, and put him in his arms at the end of the line.

"Hey, listen, dobby - this is the order - go back to the kitchen with the other elves, and if she asks if you've come to warn me, tell her not!" said Harry, "and I forbid you to hurt yourself."

Harry added, and as he was the last to cross the threshold and slam the door behind him, dobby was lowered.

"Thank you, Harry Potter," dobby squeaked and ran away. Harry looked around and saw that the others were moving so fast that he could barely glimpse their hasty backs before they disappeared at both ends of the corridor.

Fanlin slowly hung behind everyone and was discovered by Umbridge. It is not a surprise. It can be said that teaching in Hogwarts is sooner or later. As a matter of fact, Fanlin should be glad dobby was quick enough not to block all of them in the room where they want to be noodles.

Van Lim is not sure that Umbridge has the ability to break through the house of demand, of course, if he does not intervene.

Now that van Lim is reluctant to leave, there is no point in Hogwarts. It can be said that it has been a waste of time to stay here, but for members of the D.A., being found out is absolutely a disaster.

He followed Harry and started to run to the right. There was a boy's bathroom in front of him. If the two of them ran there in time, they could pretend that they had been there. At least, that was Harry's idea, but

"Aha" something suddenly caught Harry's ankle, causing him to fall heavily on the ground and slide forward six feet before stopping.

Someone was laughing behind him. He turned to see Malfoy in the niche behind an ugly dragon vase.

"Trip down, Potter," Malfoy said, "Hello, professor - Professor! I've got one, oh, no, there's an unexpected harvest!"

Malfoy turned wildly, and Fanlin just came out of the corner and even didn't come back,

Umbridge came running from the far corner, panting, with a satisfied smile on his face. "It's him!" she said excitedly as soon as she saw Harry on the ground. "You are so wonderful, Malfoy! Great! Oh, well done, slytheringa 50! I'm going to take the two of them away, stand up, Potter! "

Harry stood up and looked at the two men in front of him.

As a matter of fact, van Lin has never seen Umbridge so happy. Maybe it was when he expelled Sibyl. However, because Dumbledore was there, the effect was not very good. However, if we caught him and Harry, it was totally different. Anyone knows that Harry is Dumbledore's faction, and van Lin is even more so. It can be said that this is what Umbridge can do in school The most valuable thing to harvest.

However, the presence of Umbridge is a little reassuring for van Lin, at least there will be no situation on Hermione's side.

She grabs their arms viciously and turns to Malfoy with a smile.

"You look around here to see if you can catch anyone else, Draco," Umbridge said. "Ask the others to look at the library and see if there's anyone who's out of breath, and check the bathroom, which is checked by Miss Parkinson's - you can leave - and the two of you," she said after Malfoy left Sweet's most dangerous voice said, "Potter, Al, you and I will go to the headmaster's office."

"So you are ready to do it?" Said Van Lim, looking at Umbridge.

"I think you will like it, won't you?" Umbridge grinned strangely, as if squeezed out of his throat.

They were in front of the stone monster in a few minutes.

Harry wondered how many more were caught along the way. He thought that Mrs. Ron Wesley would kill him, and he thought of Hermione. He didn't know what it would feel like if she was dropped out of school before she took the ordinary wizard test. And it's Simo's first time at the party, and Neville has been doing well in the past.

"Hissing cockroach candy!" Umritch said in a chanting voice that the stone monster jumped aside, and the wall behind it suddenly cracked open, revealing a stone ladder. They climbed up the stone ladder and came to the polished door. There was a Gryphon like knocker on the door, but Umbridge didn't care if there was a knock at the door. She held on to Harry and van Lin and ran straight in.The whole office is full of people. Dumbledore is sitting at the back of his desk. His long fingers are close together. His expression is very peaceful. Professor McGonagall stood stiff beside him, his expression extremely tense.

The Minister of magic, fudge, was walking back and forth in front of the fire on tiptoe and was obviously very satisfied with the situation. Kingsley and a man who Fanlin had never seen before, with a serious expression and stiff short hair, stood on either side of the door like a guard; while Percy Weasley, freckled and bespectacled, was walking excitedly around the wall with a quill and a large roll of parchment, apparently ready to take notes.

Instead of pretending to be dozing off tonight, the portraits of past principals on the wall are all very alert and serious to observe what happened.

When van Lin and Harry came in, some of the characters in the portraits quickly moved into adjacent frames and whispered anxiously to their neighbors. As the door behind them closed, Harry tried hard to break free of Wimbley's hand.

Fudge stares at them with an evil satisfaction on his face, "OK," he says "OK, OK, OK"

Harry responds with the most disdainful look he can make. His heart agitated angrily in his chest, but his thoughts were unusually calm and clear.

Fudge's food is really ugly.

Fanlin had some bad thoughts, or did fudge think he was in charge?

Van Lin gently moved his neck to ease the stiffness.

He looked up at Dumbledore, but in the face of the headmaster, he couldn't see any happiness. Maybe for Dumbledore, it was just a joke.

The signs of Voldemort's activities became more and more obvious, and the Ministry of magic was obviously unable to bear it.

"They're going back to gryffindota," Umbridge said. There was a despicable excitement in her voice, as cold and heartless as Harry had heard her in the delight of seeing professor trawley disappear miserably on the porch.

"Malfoy's son trapped him, and I blocked the other one."

"Really? Really?" said Fudge admiringly. "I have to remember to tell Lucius about it. Well, Potter, I think you should know why you're here? "

Harry was ready to answer" yes "provocatively. When he looked at Dumbledore, his mouth was open, and the word was almost out of his mouth. Dumbledore didn't look directly at Harry - his eyes were fixed just a little behind Harry's shoulder - but as Harry gazed at him, his head swung slightly by an inch.

Harry immediately changed his words on the way. "Oh - I don't know."

"You say it again?" asked fudge.

"I don't know." Harry answered firmly.

"You really don't know why you're here now?"

"no, I don't know." Said Harry. Fudge looked suspiciously at Harry and Wembley. Harry took advantage of his inattention, and then gave Dumbledore a furtive glance. Dumbledore nodded his head to the carpet and winked quietly.

"So you don't know," fudge said in a distinctly sarcastic tone, "Why were you brought here by Professor Wimbley? Do you know if you violated any of the school rules?"

"violating school rules?" said Fanlin, "of course not. Neither did you catch the curfew, nor did anything unpleasant happen, Hogwarts is no longer able to travel freely, dear minister fudge? "

"Don't argue, I just need you to answer yes or no!" Fudge said condescending.

"But I don't think it's wiesengamo or the international witch trial. I think whoever it is, even a Muggle, has the right to argue, Mr. Minister." Van Lim broke free of Umbridge's hand.

"I'm the Minister of magic!" Fudge glared. "You don't think you can fix something or cover up for others. No one can excuse you, I promise."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, unjust injustice or, in other words, to add to the crime? I don't think you can do it. "

"I'm asking you questions. You should keep at least respect. Now, I ask you, are you sure you haven't broken the school rules? "

"Certainly, sir." Said Fanlin.

"Or the decree of the Ministry of magic?" said Fudge angrily.

"I don't think so." Harry also said gently. His heart was still beating fast. It's worth the lie to see Fudge's blood pressure rise, but he still doesn't know how he and vaseline can get away with it. If someone went to Umbridge to report the defense against the dark arts, it would be time for him and vaseline, the leaders, to pack their bags and leave Hogwarts.

"So, this is new news for you, isn't it?" Fudge's voice became inarticulate because of anger. "Do you know that there is an illegal student association being found in the school now?"

"Oh, really!" Fanlin's innocent face was filled with incredible surprise. "I'm sorry, minister. I'm not sure...""Don't be silly, Al! Minister, I think... " Umbridge said to them in a silky voice, "if I go and bring the informant, the inquiry may be easier."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fudge nodded, glancing maliciously at Dumbledore as Umbridge left the room.

"He's not a good wizard at all, is he?"

"that's not necessarily fudge." Dumbledore tilted his head and said solemnly. After a few minutes of waiting, no one looked at anyone. Then, Fanling heard the door open behind him. Umbridge grabbed Chou's curly haired friend, marida, and passed him quickly, who was now burying her face in her own hands.

"That's true!" Van Lin shook his head in silence. Through the contract, Fanlin knew that someone was rebellious. However, under the effect of vomit, even Dumbledore could not avoid exposing the secret.

"Don't be afraid, dear, don't be scared," Umbridge said gently, patting marida on the back. "It's OK. You're doing the right thing. The minister is very satisfied with your performance. He will tell your mother what a good girl you are."

"Marida's mother, minister," she added, looking inquisitively at fudge, "it's Ms. eblon from the magic transportation department, the fireplace network office, who helped us watch Hogwarts fireplace, you know her."

"Great, great," said Fudge cheerfully. "Like a mother, like a daughter, don't you? Well, honey, come here, don't be shy, let's hear what you're going to tell us -"

just as marida raised her face, Fudge bounced back and almost fell into the fireplace. As he cursed, he stepped on the edge of his cloak to extinguish the smoldering flames.

Marida let out a wail and pulled the collar of her robe from her neck to her eyes, but before that, everyone had seen her terrible appearance, and her nose and cheek were covered with a long string of purple abscesses, forming the word "informer".

The corner of the eye some open, the blood silk appears incomparably clear.

Harry took a creepy look at Van Lin, but thought of the words on marida's face, Harry quickly turned his head.

Necessary disciplinary measures still need to be taken, right.

"Don't mind the spots now, dear," Umbridge said impatiently, "take your robe off your face and tell the minister about it."

But marida just screamed again and shook her head wildly.

"Oh, very well, you stupid girl! Then," I "will tell him." Said Umbridge sharply. She raised her morbid smile and said, "well, minister, miss marida came to my office shortly after dinner this evening and said she had something she wanted to tell me. She said that if I went to a secret room on the seventh floor tonight - a room called the house of need - I would find something in my favor. I asked her for further details and she admitted there was a certain type of Party there. But unfortunately, at this point, the curse, "she pointed impatiently at marida's veiled face," began to take effect, and when the girl glimpsed her face in my mirror, she was too miserable to tell me more. "

Did you take the initiative? Fanlin couldn't believe it. They didn't seem to have done anything to marida, but

"Well, now," said Fudge, looking at marida with a kind of son he thought to be kind and kind, "honey, it's brave to tell Professor Umbridge about it. You're right. Now, can you tell me what happened at that party? What was the purpose of it? Who were the participants? "

but marida didn't speak. She just shook her head again and opened her eyes full of fear.

"Did we get an ominous chip?" fudge gestured to marida's face and asked impatiently, "can she speak freely?"

"I don't know." Umbridge was reluctant to admit that Harry was full of pride in the ability to curse van Linden. "But it doesn't matter if she doesn't say it. I can get the truth from it. Minister, do you remember what I said in my last report to you in October that van leen al secretly met a lot of students at the pig's head bar -- "

" what evidence do you have about this? "Interposed Professor McGonagall. "I have the testimony of the client who was at the pig's head bar. Although he was covered in bandages, his vision was not damaged at all. Using isolation magic to prevent other people from eavesdropping is a good thing in itself, but it's hard for the Ministry of magic staff, lip talkers

Umbridge said smugly, "he read every word they said, and immediately came to school to report me -"

"Oh, so that's why he wasn't exposed to the bathroom that would come back," Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows and said, "the interior of our judicial system is really intriguing!"

"overt bribery "A fat red nosed wizard in a painting on the wall behind Dumbledore yelled," in my time, the Ministry of magic never reduced any crime, never! ""Thank you, fordex. It will be reduced." Dumbledore said gently.

"The purpose of Porter's meeting with the students," Wimbley continued, "is to persuade them to join an illegal society, which aims to learn some magic and charms that the Ministry of magic ruled was too young to learn at school."

"I think you'll find that you're saying something wrong, Dorothy!" Dumbledore gazed at her through his half moon glasses, from his crooked nose.

Harry looks at Dumbledore. He doesn't know how Dumbledore will persuade fudge not to punish him. If Umbridge is true, someone actually read their conversation in the pig's head bar with lip language Then they can't escape the trigger.

Van Lim frowned slightly. The penetration of the Ministry of magic was more serious than he thought, or a coincidence.

There are so many coincidences in the world.

"Oh!" fudge began to walk up and down again, as if with a ball on his feet. "Yes, let's hear the latest version of that nonsense that wants Potter out of trouble. Come on, Dumbledore, go on - is Willy lying? Is it? Or is Potter and Earl each having a twin brother who appears at the pig's head bar that day, or is it just the best Generally speaking, because time can be reversed, a dead person is reborn, or an invisible pair of Dementors appear? "

Percy Weasley laughs with sincerity.

"Oh, that's good, minister, that's great!" Harry really wanted to kick him, but he was surprised to find that Dumbledore was also smiling gently.

"Cornelli, I don't deny it, and I'm not sure whether they were in the pig's head bar that day and recruited their classmates to join the defense against the dark arts group. I just want to point out that Dorothy's accusation that the party at that time was illegal was really wrong. If you remember, the Ministry of magic's ban on all student gatherings was issued two days after they had finished their party in hogmar, so they didn't break any rules when they were at the pig's head bar. "

Percy looked as if she had been hit hard in the face, and fudge stayed there with his mouth wide open.

Umbridge was the first to recover. "Headmaster, you're right," she said with a sweet smile. "But now that Education Act No. 24 has been enacted for nearly six months, if the first party is not illegal, then their recent gatherings are clearly illegal!"

"well" Dumbledore looked at her politely from his folded fingers "It would be illegal if they did continue to gather after the law came into effect, but do you have any evidence that they continued to rally after that?"

while Dumbledore was talking, Harry heard a rustle behind him, apparently amondo's murmur. He could swear that he felt something gently brushing his side, like a puff of air or a bird's wing, and he looked down, but there was nothing there.

"Fox?" Van Lim was a little uncertain, but apparently, fox had just crossed them, and Dumbledore was ready.

"Evidence?" Umbridge repeated with a frightening toad smile, "didn't you just listen, Dumbledore? Then why do you think Miss marida is here?"

"well, can she tell us that there are any valuable parties in these six months?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "I think she only has The report says there's just a meeting tonight? "

" miss marida "Wimbley said," honey, tell us once more, how long has such a party continued? You can just nod or shake your head, I'm sure it won't make the spots on your face worse. Have these parties been held regularly in the last six months? "

Harry felt his stomach sink like a lead. It's going to be hard evidence that even Dumbledore can't get away with.

"Just nod or shake your head, dear," Umbridge gently abducted marida. "Come on, it won't make the curse work again."

Any Lin looked up, only he knew the effect of the curse, in a variety of ways to disclose information, will be severely punished.

Everyone in the room was staring at marida's face, but only her eyes could be seen between the high robe and her curly hair. Perhaps because of the fire, her eyes looked strangely blank.

Then Harry cried out in surprise, for marida shook her head. Umbridge gave fudge a quick look, then marida.

"Soul snatching curse?" Van Lim turned to look at Dumbledore, Dumbledore's deep eyes like a whirlpool, firmly absorbed marida, but

Fox is the medium?

Van Lin suddenly realized that everything in this office could be Dumbledore's help, whether it was headmaster Armando's whisper or his passing fox.

This is Dumbledore. He can change anyone's will at any time"I don't think you understand my question, do you? Honey? What I'm asking is, have you had a party like tonight in the last six months? Yes?"

marida shook her head again.

"What do you mean by shaking your head, my dear?" asked Umbridge in a grumpy tone.

"I think her meaning is clear," Professor McGonagall said solemnly. "There have been no secret parties in the last six months, have you, miss marida?"

marida nodded a little dully.

"But there's a rally tonight!" Umbridge said angrily, "miss marida, you told me there was a party in the house of need! And these two people in front of you are the sponsors, aren't they? They organize a party like this - why do you keep shaking your head, little girl?"

"well, usually when a person is shaking his head ”Professor McGonagall said coldly, "what they mean is," no, "unless miss marida is using a signal that humans can't read yet."

Umbridge grabs marida hard, pulls her around to face her, and shakes her hard. For a moment Dumbledore stood up and held up his wand. Van leen noticed that the portrait of Amando seemed to move a step forward, while Umbridge leaped back from marida and flung her hands in the air as if they were scalded.

"Dorothy, I won't allow you to be so rude to my students!" Dumbledore showed his anger for the first time.

"You need to calm down, Ms. Umbridge." Dumbledore said in his low, slow voice, "you don't want to get yourself into trouble now, do you?"

"no," said Umbridge, panting. She squinted at Dumbledore, who was tall and tall. "I mean, yes - you're right - albus, I - I just lost control of myself!" www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!