Chapter 321： Toad came to report

As soon as Sean walked out of the cabinet door, he saw Hermione's eager face, and he smiled lightly.

"It's all right, and I've got someone to protect them, Mr. Lupin."

The big stone in Hermione's heart just fell to the ground, and after taking a deep breath, she looked at Sean.

"Should we just stay at Hogwarts and not do anything else."

Sean spread his hands helplessly: "At present, this is the safest behavior, but I am more worried about the Ministry of Magic."

He tried to contact Barty Crouch Jr just now, but he could feel the dark mark belonging to Barty Jr, but the other party's dark mark did not respond.

This can only mean one thing, Barty Crouch Jr. has been under control.

What is unclear is whether the person controlling Barty Jr. is his father who broke the Imperius Curse, or the unidentified group of behind-the-scenes forces.

If the latter, then the current composition of the British Ministry of Magic will be marked with a big question mark.

And Sean can't rashly contact other members of the Death Eaters at this time. The minds of these terrorists are different. After Vita Rozier played a play with Sean last semester, the identity of 'Voldemort' has also changed. It should be hidden.

With his eyes open and blind, if he wasn't worried about the current situation, Sean would even want to change his identity and go out to investigate.

When a few people walked out of the Room of Requirement and returned to the auditorium, most of the students had already dispersed, but there were still many people who were still waiting anxiously.

Those were students whose families were at the center of the accident.

"Hey, Lee, what do the professors say?" Sean grabbed Lee Jordan, a friend of the Weasley twins and the House Cup Quidditch commentator.

"I said a lot but I didn't say anything," Lee Jordan spread his hands. "In the end, let's wait for the news, but now the owls are not allowed to fly, and many people have no idea."

"Lee, you have so much news. Have you ever heard of the situation where the Ministry of Magic even banned the communication of Hogwarts students?" Sean asked.

Lee Jordan frowned and thought for a while: "Probably not, at least not in the years since Filch took office - Fred and George I and I have entered his office. Filch has a special filing cabinet. To document major events at Hogwarts, for Filch, more than three student night tours are a major event, but there is no mention of communication bans."

The first ban... Sean couldn't help frowning.

And the next morning, Filch nailed a new order above the bulletin board with a hammer.

"Ministry of Magic Education Order No. 18 (in compliance with the secrecy law's emergency avoidance principle)..." Sean read out the name of the order.

"As of today, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry cancels all extracurricular courses, and the village of Hogsmeade is temporarily closed."

"In response to rising tensions, Owl Communications was banned with immediate effect."

"Meanwhile, at the unanimous decision of the Ministry of Magic and the Board of Trustees, senior investigators and persons prohibited by regulations will be dispatched to Hogwarts to monitor any violations."

"The Senior Inquisitor will have all the authority below the Headmaster of Hogwarts..."

Below the big bold print is the seal of the Ministry of Magic and a series of signatures in cursive characters.

Sean frowned directly. Could it be Umbridge's pink toad again?

And, is the situation so tense? Surely this approach will not arouse the students' rebellious psychology?

Especially young wizards born in Muggle families, this kind of behavior by the Ministry of Magic is almost like writing "I don't believe you mudbloods" on their faces.

As Sean expected, many young wizards born in Muggle families had clenched their teeth, and even their expressions were a lot gloomy.

Hermione's face was also not very good-looking, she suppressed her anger and whispered: "Don't tell our family's safety, don't let us communicate with the outside world, and send someone to monitor us?! God! Dumbledore doesn't care about these things. Yet?!"

Sean looked up at the ceiling and shook his head silently.

This is one of the biggest differences between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Although he is the most powerful wizard in the world, he doesn't even need to bring one of the suffixes. But he is still restricted by major official institutions, such as the Ministry of Magic, the International Confederation of Wizards, or the Hogwarts Board of Trustees.

Not that Dumbledore was incapable of overthrowing these institutions, but that he was unwilling to break the rules.

The more you think about it and the more you care, the more bound you will be.

However, the conflict came sooner than Sean had imagined.

In the afternoon, a Gryffindor student and a Slytherin student got into a serious conflict, and after the quarrel both drew their wands at each other.

The people around them didn't even have time to persuade more, they fired curses at each other.

The end result was that the Gryffindor students kept coughing up blood, and the Slytherin students had a broken finger.

Both were sent to the infirmary, and it will take at least a week to recover.

It started when the Gryffindor student was complaining to his friend that he couldn't write to his family to ask about the situation. He came from a Muggle family who was at the centre of the attack.

Coincidentally, the passing Slytherin student did not hold back his taunting intentions.

"Ha, it can only be said that luck is a bit bad."

This remark was followed by a series of sarcastic laughter.

The Gryffindor students were immediately provoked, and after some quarrel, the Slytherin students scolded a mudblood directly and angrily.

The insulting words directly ignited the accumulated anger of the Gryffindor students, and they attacked directly with their wands.

"Adding chaos..." Sean immediately frowned upon hearing the news.

Certain Slytherin students have maintained their stupid pride of superiority, losing even the most basic of empathy.

Sean, who was already upset, even decided to wait until the Slytherin student was discharged from the hospital before sending him back.

The only thing that made him a little relieved was that most of the students fell to the student in Gryffindor. As a passionate young man, they could naturally understand this kind of passion.

And the students of Slytherin House did not show too much indignation. On the one hand, since Voldemort did not take off, the relationship between Slytherin and other houses was not as bad as in the original book. On the other hand, in their It seems that the guy who took the initiative to challenge and failed to win a big victory made them a little embarrassed, and the professors also clearly expressed their intentions.

Both students will be placed in solitary confinement upon recovery, but the confinement of the Slytherin students is much stricter than the confinement of the Gryffindor students.

The little snakes, who are good at observing the strong, wisely shut their mouths.

Just when the episode other than Sean had passed, the senior investigator from the Ministry of Magic officially came to Hogwarts.

"I've seen a ghost..." Sean felt a nausea of ​​vomiting at the first glance of the person who came.

The pink and tacky coat, the short and thick figure, and the disgusting fake sweet smile.

It was Dolores Jane Umbridge.

At the dinner party, looking at Umbridge sitting on the teacher's table, Hermione whispered to Sean: "That's the newly dispatched senior investigator, frankly speaking, it looks a little uncomfortable - although I judge people by appearances. It's a little rude, if she's a good person, I'll apologize again."

Hermione's sixth sense is accurate...

Sean curled his lips: "I think your eyesight is very accurate. To be honest, we may not have a good time."

Daisy asked incredulously, "Why do you say that?"

"Well, you know, I also have some sources at the Ministry of Magic, and this Umbridge has a pretty bad reputation."

Hermione was immediately shocked: "Everyone at the Ministry of Magic thinks this person is not good? God..."

"Ding, ding, ding." As he was talking, there was the sound of a spoon hitting the golden cup.

That's usually Professor Dumbledore's or Professor McGonagall's way of reminding students to quiet down and listen to them, and Professor Dumbledore has been out of school a lot lately.

The students looked up, and the man who tapped the cup had stood up and walked to the place where Dumbledore had been giving his speech.

"Nice to meet you, new generation of wizards, the future of this country, children." There was no sincerity, only a perfunctory official smile.

On the teacher's desk, Professor McGonagall frowned.

"Allow me to introduce myself, Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Investigator at the Ministry of Magic. My assignments include but are not limited to what you see on the notice board today." Umri Qi was arrogant, his short, thick fingers crossed on his waist.

Dumbledore was away, and Umbridge's behavior was a great disrespect to Professor McGonagall, the Vice-Chancellor.

"Looks like a graceful toad..." Sean heard Fred sneer on the Gryffindor table.

He usually fears Professor McGonagall the most, but he also respects this professor the most.

The sound is a little louder.

Umbridge paused, still wearing a fake smile on his face, but his tone was even more annoying.

"Our new minister, as well as the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, believes that the quality of the current wizarding school students is worrying, and it coincides with this tense time, in addition to enforcing the rules," Umbridge smiled sharply, "The Minister It also gave me the right to help Hogwarts students improve themselves."

The students looked blankly at Professor McGonagall.

But Professor McGonagall's face was ashen, and he did not stand up to object, apparently tacitly acquiescing to the other party's statement.

"Now, please take the initiative to stand up for the student just now, and you will get a small punishment for your impoliteness," Umbridge said.

There was silence in the auditorium, and Fred just snickered in his position without moving his butt.

Umbridge looked at the auditorium: "Won't you come out? I hope you don't affect everyone's mood to enjoy the dinner."

Still no one stood up.

Umbridge showed a disgusting smile, and she clapped her hands: "Very good, then that's fine, the student doesn't stand up, we'll just wait like this."

Professor McGonagall stood up.

Umbridge glanced back: "Professor McGonagall, this is the right granted to me by the Minister, please don't forget that Hogwarts is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic."

She turned her head to look at the students again: "Did you not understand me? I said, if that person doesn't come forward, then we'll just wait, yes, everyone."

There was an eerie calm in the auditorium.

Behind the fake Umbridge, Professor McGonagall, who stood up and looked ugly, was pulled by Professor Flitwick and sat down.

As time went on, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more and more strange.

Sean's face was as usual, but his eyes flashed with anger.

This toad came up thinking about dividing the crowd...

After a while, there were more noisy and low-pitched discussions among the students in the auditorium, and many people secretly turned their attention to Fred.

Umbridge clearly noticed their gaze, but she acted as if she hadn't, still standing in that nasty posture, just waiting for Fred to stand up automatically.

Obviously, Fred didn't want his bad breath to affect others, and he stood up cheerfully.

"It's me, Professor, I'm sorry, I apologize to you."

Umbridge looked at him quietly, then said, "No, you don't need an apology, you need a punishment. Come to my office tomorrow afternoon after class and before dinner."

"Okay, I see." Fred said bluntly.

After he finished speaking, he was ready to sit down directly.

"No, this gentleman, please introduce yourself first, name, grade, college, and then apologize to others who have been influenced by you."

Fred's face turned ashen and Umbridge's eyes were already threatening.

Fred finally stiffened and replied, "Fred Weasley, fifth grade, Gryffindor, I apologize to everyone."

There was a roar of jeering from the long Slytherin table.

"Not sincere enough, Mr. Weasley, please stand and eat, others, please enjoy your dinner."

Professor McGonagall couldn't bear it any longer: "Professor Umbridge, Hogwarts will never use this kind of punishment to insult students!"

Umbridge just handed over an ordinance, and then showed a fake smile: "I don't want to, Professor McGonagall, but this is the order of the department, you know, the students are too detached now, in front of them. The situation is tense and I have to make sure they mature quickly."

"To ensure that after they enter the society, they will not do anything that affects the concealment of the wizarding world..." Umbridge dragged the end.

Professor McGonagall's face changed for a while, and finally he sat down slumped.

Dinner appeared on the long table, but the standing Fred was too conspicuous, and many people looked at the out of place Fred while eating.

"This is an insult!" Hermione looked at Fred, who was trying to keep his face as normal, furious.

"It's not just an insult, it's a behavior that divides the students." Sean took a steak and put it on the plate.

"Fred is definitely going to be gloomy during this time. Although he is usually carefree, he actually has a lot of self-esteem." Daisy whispered.

"Obviously so," Sean said, taking some more food to put on Daisy and Hermione's plates.

In their suspicious eyes, Sean stood up with his plate.

"It's better to change your posture and eat." He showed his white teeth.