Chapter 1226

"On the second floor, the Department of law enforcement, including the Department for the prohibition of abuse of magic, Auror command and the wiesengamo administration." Ethereal and no texture of the female voice said, can not help, the elevator a shock.

"I think the two of us are leaving..." Van Lin pushed Ron, who didn't seem to understand what he needed to do.

"Good luck I mean, see you later... " Harry was embarrassed to say that, because he saw someone coming, and unfortunately, he knew that person.

Dorelos Jane Umbridge A woman that toad can hook to forever.

"This is executive, Nader. What are you going to do?"

As van Lin and Ron were walking out, Umbridge called.

For a moment, Ron would have agreed, Nader Ronald They're very close, aren't they.

"I'm going to..." Ron turned and Umbridge looked at him in surprise.

Immediately, van reen realized that Umbridge was calling himself, and he gave Ron a quick stab.

"I mean, lo Nader Nader needs a little help. Alex's office is leaking. I think I need to... "

"But I didn't ask you, Kate more!" Umbridge said that some dangerous looking at Ron, of course, it may just be that Ron feels dangerous.

"But it's a bit of a bad place. I hope you two can get rid of him as soon as possible. Minister Alex is very busy."

"Oh, of course Umbridge Minister Fanlin said on the pretext.

"Don't call me that," Umbridge said solemnly, but with a smile on his face. "They say you're a queer person, but you're very funny."

Umbridge laughed and patted van reen on the shoulder. "If you fix his office, I think Secretary Alex will become like you."

"This is me It's my job Minister. " Fanlin quickly responded with a smile.

Umbridge smile more happy, she patted the file in front of her chest, lifted her chest and walked to the elevator.

This inexplicably reminds several people of Neville, his poor pet toad

"How did you do it..." Everyone was clean, and Ron sighed, "I thought she was calling my name. I almost thought he recognized me."

"Of course, if you say two more words." He coughed twice, and could hardly speak to Umbridge.

In fact, flattering Umbridge?

Compared with this, van Lin's common way of communication is more simple and clear, and he treats friends with patience. As for strangers, especially Umbridge, the situation of pointing his wand at the other person's nose is obviously more.

It's very simple and convenient, isn't it? If it doesn't work, what magic does Fanlin learn?

If the operation is smooth, the other party can't even find it.

"Why did the old toad let us go so easily? How do you know that she is a minister just because of a minister

"It says on her badge." As for the Vice Minister of magic, she is not enough to fill the list of the Ministry of magic, but she has a large appetite in the latest Ministry of magic

"I remember, didn't she become the principal of Hogwarts for a while?"

"Of course, that's what she thought." Fanlin said, and then to the face of the people smile, but the other side seems to see something strange, just surprised for a moment, and then hurried away.

"What's wrong with them?" Ron was puzzled and said, "because of me?"

"Maybe there's me..." Van Lin was embarrassed to say that now he generally understood some of the winning elements.

In fact, along the way, except Umbridge and her assistant, Fanling and Ron met only one person, and van Lin's behavior probably scared the other party.

There was silence: there was no bustling crowd, no chattering, no kicking. The corridor with the purple carpet is as quiet as if someone had put the "close your ears" mantra.

Alex's office must be near here. Van Lin roughly judged his position. By his memory, van Lin took Ron on his way to the depths. Fortunately, after that, they did not meet anyone on the way, except a wizard who was frowning and whispering instructions to a quill pen floating in front of him The brush was scribbling something on a roll of parchment.

As he walked, van Lin noticed the name on each door. As he turned the corner and halfway down the other corridor, he saw a large open space.

There are twelve witches and witches sitting behind rows of small tables Although they are very smooth and have no graffiti, the desks are not different from those in the school.Fanlin had to stop and look at them, because the scene was really fascinating. All the people danced in unison, twirling their wands, and many colorful square pieces of paper flew in all directions like little pink kites.

After a while, van reen realized that their movements were rhythmic and regular - because all the pieces of paper around them formed the same pattern. After a while, Vaseline realized that what he was seeing was the production of the magic manual - the square pieces of paper were pages of books, and when they were bound, folded, and enchanted, they were stacked in neat stacks next to each wizard or witch. Even though they were so focused on their work that Harry suspected that if anyone walked across the carpet, they wouldn't notice.

"We have to get over there. Be careful." Van Lin tapped on his head and Ron's head, and a cold feeling poured down his head.

But even so, the two of them tried to keep quiet. Of course, van Lin took advantage of their dedicated work and pulled out a completed manual from a young witch.

On the pink cover of the manual, the golden title was conspicuously printed: "mud seeds, and their harm to calm pure blood." under the title, there was a picture of a smiling face in the middle of the petals of a red rose, and a wild grass with a full face and sharp thorns was trying to strangle it. The manual doesn't have the name of the author, but Van Lin can probably guess who wrote it.

Rita Skeeter can do it, but most likely Umbridge did it.

Fanlin carefully put the manual into his arms, afraid that it would reveal anything. Although things floating in the middle of the air are very common in the Ministry of magic, such a manual has never been placed in the corridor.

At this time, the words of the young witch next to him confirmed his conjecture: "who knows if the old witch will interrogate the mud seeds all day?" She said and waved her wand.

"Keep it down," a wizard next to her looked around nervously; a page of books on his desk slipped to the floor.

"Why, has she got another pair of ears besides a magic eye?" The witch looked at a gorgeous mahogany door across from their place; Fanlin and Ron also looked there, and they were furious. It was supposed to be the cat's eye in the front door of Muggle. Now there is a big, round, slightly blue eye It's something that anyone who's ever met Alastair Moody is familiar with.

For a moment, Fanlin forgot where he was and what he was supposed to do. Regardless of the risk, he strode to the door to look at the eye. It was still, motionless, staring straight up. The metal plate below says:

Delores Umbridge!

Senior Vice Minister of magic!

A slightly new metal plate below said: Chairman of the mixed blood wizard registration board.

The Death Eaters attach great importance to Umbridge, because Umbridge fits them well enough, and they believe that Umbridge will do well?

Van Lin looked at the magic eye angrily, and now he was constantly turning. Without Moody's control, it had lost the function of seeing through the illusion.

"I want to take this door down." Ron's voice came from the side.

"It's a coincidence that the two of us want to get together, but, Umbridge's office, I don't think we should miss it, right? We have two hours left."

"I agree." Ron said. "But Alex You know, I have to save my wife. "

"Maybe you can go first." "I can take a look at Umbridge. Alex's office should turn right at the end of the corridor," Van Lin said quickly

"Well, be careful yourself." Ron said that Fanlin heard Ron's step farther and farther.

Fanlin looked back at the wizards who were making manuals: although they were focused on their work, he could not guarantee that if the door of an empty office in front of him opened, they would not notice.

Van reen reached out of his inner pocket and pulled out a device with moving legs and rubber ball antennae - a decoy bomb the Fred brothers gave him last year.

"It's not good to give them something exciting. At least, I'm very comfortable with that old witch." Fanlin thought to himself, squatting in the invisible state, and then put the decoy bomb on the ground.

The gadget ran out of the group's legs at once.

Fanin put his hand on the doorknob and waited. A moment later, there was a loud noise in the corner. The young witch, accompanied by the rolling and pungent smoke, screamed. Her colleagues jumped to their feet and searched for the source of the riot in a panic among the pink paper flying all over the sky.

Fanlin took the opportunity to turn the door knob to open the door, slipped into Umbridge's office, turned back and closed the door.

van Lin walked as like as two peas in the office, almost the same as Umbridge's Hogwarts: lace, cloth and dried flowers were everywhere. The same decorative plates were hung on the walls, each of which was painted with a cat with exaggerated colors and ribbons, playing with disgusting airs. There was a lace tablecloth on the table. Behind the mad eye, a telescopic device was set up to allow Umbridge to monitor the staff outside the door.Fanlin came up to the devil's eye They are still surrounded by decoy explosives.

He jerked the telescope off the door, leaving only the hole in the door, and then pulled the magic eye out of it and put it into his pocket. Then he turned again and faced the whole room.

Umbridge's room still made him feel uncomfortable. Van Lin tried to pick out what he needed with his wand, but nothing in the room responded.

Umbridge is quite proficient in defensive magic.

Fanlin had to hurry to the back of her desk and rummaged through drawer by drawer. He found some quills, notebooks, magic tape, and magic paper clips coiled like snakes They bit back van Lin's hand; a small box full of spare headbands and clips It's full of decorative lace; but it's certain that there's nothing useful about the Ministry of magic changes or Umbridge's plans.

Thinking of this, van Lin looked elsewhere.

There was a filing cabinet behind the desk, and van Lin began to rummage through it. Like Filch's filing cabinet at Hogwarts, it's full of folders, each with a name tag on it.

Van Lim tried to find what he needed, but except for some of the Ministry's employees, van Lin's search was fruitless, and only when he reached the last drawer did he see something that caught his attention: Mr. Weasley's file.

Fanlin took out the file and opened it.

Arthur Weasley lineage: purebred, but with an unacceptable Muggle tendency. Known members of the order of the Phoenix.

Family status: wife (purebred), seven children, the youngest two now studying in Hogwarts. Note: the Ministry of magic inspectors confirmed that his youngest son is seriously ill at home.

Security: monitored. All operations were monitored. No. 1 unwelcome person is most likely to be associated with him (who once lived with the Weasleys)

"No. 1 unwelcome person," Fanlin muttered, putting Mr. Weasley's folder back in place and closing the drawer. As he stood up and scanned the office looking for new places to hide, he noticed a poster on the wall about Harry.

The big words "No. 1 unpopular" were printed on Harry's chest, and he knew exactly who the "No. 1 unwelcome person" was.

Harry Potter, the most concerned name in the magic world for more than ten years, has to admit that even though van Lin now has a reward of 500000 yuan, his position in Voldemort's heart is far less than Harry's in case.

Notice that there is also a small pink note on the poster with a picture of a cat, Umbridge's pen in the corner!

Van Lim went over and laughed, for he saw Umbridge writing on it four large words: "to be brought to justice."

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