Chapter 947

Tea yourself?

It was not Umbridge's brain or the way in which van Lim opened the door.

Open mode error?

He just taught Malfoy a magic spell, and then Umbridge sat here and asked himself to have tea?

Is it Dumbledore's resistance that scares them? And then come and make up?

Almost instantaneously, Fanlin excluded this unrealistic idea from his mind.

Not to mention whether they are willing or not, judging from the order of the Phoenix alone, there is no room for discussion if fudge does not step down.

She doesn't poison her tea, does she?

Almost instantaneously, the thought flashed away in Fanlin's mind. In his opinion, this kind of sex is the most possible.

"Very well, now, Mr. al. I think we should talk about it, after last night's painful events. "

Van Lim said nothing but looked at Umbridge with interest.

"I'm sorry, professor. I thought you were doing it for the sake of what happened." Said Fanlin.

"What happened just now?"

"Yes, just now, I was bemoaning Professor Umbridge's control of Hogwarts, which doesn't seem like a rumor. In fact, you've been recognized, haven't you?" Van Lin said lightly, ignoring Umbridge's gloomy face.

"And just now, some of the guys who were acting like a tiger, without your order, disturbed the order of Hogwarts, which had to be stopped by me, and I was partly responsible for that." "In fact, I should give them the right guidance," Van leen said

The scene was once very embarrassing, but since it has torn the skin, there is no need to pretend like this.

Umbridge sat in her seat, while van Lin held the pink teacup in his hand.

It seems that these teacups are of high value, and the patterns are good.

After a few quiet minutes, van Lim did not continue to stimulate Umbridge, and Umbridge's eyes fell on the tea cup in Van Lin's hand from time to time.

She suddenly said, "you're not drinking!"

"Oh?" Van Lindau took a look at Umbridge. There must be something in the glass. He held it to his lips and suddenly, he put it down. Behind Umbridge, the blue eyes in a picture of kittens are like Moody's magical eyes.

Mad eye moody has told everyone not to drink anything from the enemy.

There is no doubt that Umbridge cares so much

Fanlin put the cup in his hand again, as if to see something.

British people love tea very much. Naturally, Fanlin is not strange to tea, which seems nothing unusual. Of course, many magic Drugs mixed in the tea will not produce any abnormality, for example, colorless and tasteless emetic?

"What's the matter?" Umbridge said innocently, still looking at him. "Do you want sugar?"

"no," Van Lin said. "No, I think it's better to have the original tea."

Once again, he held the cup to his lips and pretended to be sipping, although he closed his mouth tightly, while the hand hidden in his sleeve turned slightly, controlling a large missing mouthful of tea with the vanishing charm.

"Well, anyway The taste is OK! "

This makes Umbridge's smile even bigger.

This made van reen more sure of his reaction. The woman was not unexpected. To be sure, Umbridge's performance never let them down.

Was it a chance, or was Umbridge's character to teach her a lesson before he left?

"Yes," she whispered. "Very good. Now. " She turned slightly.

"So, where did you go with Harry Potter and Dumbledore on Christmas day?"

Is this a trial?

Fanlin was surprised to think that Umbridge would ask him directly about the whereabouts of his headmaster, which is probably the most concerned issue of the Ministry of magic.

Fudge is a man who cherishes his life. It can be seen from the fact that there are at least two elites of the Ministry of magic along with him. You should know, Auror Department has always been not very interested in fudge, whether it was Barty crouch when he was alive, or slinger now.

Both of them are from the main war faction.

"I went back to London, professor. With Hermione, Mr. Granger invited us to go skiing. As for the others, I'm sorry, professor. I'm not very clear. I left early to prepare for surprise. You know Professor, Hogwarts teaching is not very difficult for me."

Fanlin answered honestly, even his eyes were dull, but he had not completely lost his expression. He knew what kind of state vomit should be, and through brain block, van Lin could perfectly control his emotions."Are you home?" Umbridge was obviously dissatisfied with the answer. "So, what about Potter and Dumbledore?"

"I must have gone to see Sirius, professor. As you know, Sirius is Harry's godfather."

"So you get together and leave?" Asked Umbridge.

The reason is so bad that anyone can hear it. It's not a reason at all. Even coincidence can't explain it. But Umbridge has to believe that it's in the case of vomit.

"Good, I think. We're going on with a drink." There was a twitch in the corners of van Lim's mouth, Umbridge said.

It's a magic drug. It can't have side effects. If you take it too much, it will lead to dementia, and it's irreversible.

Umbridge doesn't care about anything else. She just wants the information she wants.

Fanlin took another sip of what he did.

"Well, then Where is Albus Dumbledore? "Asked Umbridge.

"I don't know," said Fanlin, shaking his head slightly dullness.

"So, where did Sirius go when he disappeared?"

"Disappear?"

"After resigning from the Ministry of magic." Said Umbridge.

"Oh, maybe on vacation. You know Sirius has been in Azkaban for a long time. He always complains with Harry. I think he should go to a beautiful place to stay."

"Drink it, drink it up, Mr. al!" She said, still smiling. "Now, Mr. Al, we don't play naive games. I know you already know where he went. You and Dumbledore were together from the beginning. You have to consider your position, Mr. al

"Position?"

"What's the advantage of fighting against the Ministry of magic all the time? You know, before you were the Ministry of magic's honor, even higher than Potter's fame, in the world championships, and you still..."

"I'm not against the Ministry of magic, Professor, and, I think, the Ministry of magic is on the wrong side."

"Do you really think so? Why don't you think the Ministry of magic doesn't know anything about your dirty things?" Umbridge said angrily, "I'm asking you, where's Sirius?"

"I don't know where he is," repeated Fanlin. He pretended to drink it again, but there was no tea in the cup.

Umbridge was looking at him very closely.

"Very good," she said, though she looked unhappy. "In that case, you will soon tell me where Sirius Black is."

"In that case?" "I don't know, Professor," Van Lin said, a little funnily The attitude is very sincere.

"Mr. Al," said Umbridge, "let me remind you that in October I almost caught him in the furnace of Gryffindor. I know it's coming to see you and Potter. He met you. If I can prove it, you won't be free today. I promise you. I repeat, Mr. porter. Where's Sirius Black? "

" I don't know, "said Fanlin, feigning anger. "There's no clue."

They looked at each other for so long that van Lin felt his eyes seem wet. Then Umbridge stood up. "Very well, Al, I will remember what you said, but I warn you: the Ministry of magic is mine. The school is under surveillance. A Floo Network regulator is guarding every stove in Hogwarts - except myself, of course. My prosecutor will open and read every letter that owls bring in or leave the castle. And Mr. filch is also watching all the secret passages. "

"Oh, of course, that's what you always do, Professor Umbridge." Said Fanlin.

"And I have to remind you," Umbridge said angrily, "that you and Harry Potter once formed an illegal student organization in the school, and you recruited students from the pig's head bar."

Van Lim narrowed his eyes, and Umbridge was not surprised to know the message. There are many people in the pig's head bar. Anyone may go to spy.

"You've repeated it." "We did set up such an organization when we were in the headmaster's office," Van Lin said truthfully

On hearing van Lim's words, Umbridge had a slightly satisfied look on his face, although the answer to the question was there.

"We did have such a plan!" Before she spoke, Fanlin continued, "but it was not illegal at that time. After the Ministry of magic banned all student associations, we terminated the organization and did not continue its activities."

"Is it?" Umbridge looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes," said Fanlin, "but later everyone thought that the defense against the dark arts class was too bad, and we could not learn anything. We were about to face the ordinary wizard level examination. A student who had never used a magic wand could not pass the general wizard level examination, so we had to practice it in private.""What about your names?"

"The acronym for defense against the dark arts," Fanlin said truthfully, "so we all think Dumbledore was wronged."

"You're lying!"

"I didn't!" Fanlin pretended to be aggrieved.

"Professor, what do you really want to know?" Fanlin looked at her and stressed, "I'm telling the truth."

"What do I want to know about the Death Eater and the escaped prisoner?" All the smiles on Umbridge's face disappeared, leaving only a cold face.

Umbridge leaned over in the direction of van Lin, the ugly toad's eyes fixed on him.

This is a very horrible move, at least in Van Lin's eyes, a constantly enlarged toad face?

But Fanlin was still amused by the article in the Daily Prophet?

The daily news article is still a little help for the wolf eater.

There's no evidence that Sirius Black helped the Death Eaters escape from prison. The only connection that Sirius Black had with the Death Eaters was probably the useless kinship between the nobles. Everyone knew what was going on.

And now, they still don't give up the idea of pushing the pot. They want to get some evidence from Fanlin that Sirius helped the Death Eaters escape.

Fudge and Umbridge are absolutely in the water. Even with so much evidence, they are still reluctant to believe the fact that Voldemort has returned from the resurrection. Instead, they are doubting Sirius, or more accurately, Dumbledore.

They are afraid of Voldemort. From beginning to end, Fudge always has this attitude, and never dare to face an opponent that he can't make sure of.

Dumbledore's good looks paralyzed the Ministry of magic so much that they couldn't wait to attack the people around him after Dumbledore resisted.

"As far as I know, they don't seem to be in touch." Fanlin replied truthfully, "Sirius has always resisted Death Eaters. They are enemies. If you follow Dumbledore's advice and replace Dementors, Azkaban will not have a large-scale prison break. There is no doubt that Voldemort is more suitable..."

"Don't mention that name, and no longer deny what has happened. The Ministry of magic rules that it is illegal at Hogwarts." Umbridge stood up and yelled, but then she sat down again.

It seemed to her that Fanlin had just taken a large amount of emetic, and it was impossible for her to tell a lie.

It made her smile again.

"You don't seem as important as I thought, Mr. al. They didn't tell you all the important things, did they?! Well, let's change the subject. What's your relationship with nicoleme? "

"Teacher and student, professor." Fanlin replied, "I'm a close disciple of nicoleme, and the teacher said that he would let me represent him at the international alchemy conference in a while."

"So nicoleme has completely lost his power?" Umbridge asked with interest.

"No," said Vaseline, shaking his head, "teacher nicoleme is the greatest alchemist in centuries. He has many ways to prolong his life. Moreover, my study is not completely over. It is impossible for the teacher to let me study alone without any clue..."

Umbridge frowned.

"So nicoleme will not die in a short time?"

"Oh, it's not..." Fan Lin changed his mind and said, "teacher nicoleme has not left much elixir for himself. In the teacher's words, he has to spend several years to explain some future affairs. After all, it is more than 600 years of accumulation, and the teacher still has a lot of things to deal with."

"Deal with, deal with what?"

"Some alchemy products." Van Lin thought a little.

"Alchemy products? So... " Umbridge asked, "did nicoleme leave Dumbledore any..."

"Oh, of course, they are good friends. The silver in the headmaster's office is one of them. Now professor nicoleme is still helping president Dumbledore refine..."

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