Chapter 1067： really scary

  Chapter 1067 is really scary

   "Madam, Peeves is hiding in the empty classroom on the fifth floor. It doesn't know where to get a batch of dung bombs. Please be careful of Peeves' sneak attack."

  Filch, who suffers from rheumatism, bent down as far as possible to show his respect to Umbridge, and at the same time reported the latest development of Peeves to him.

  The expressions of the few Aurors following Umbridge were somewhat unnatural. They recalled the scene of Umbridge and Fudge being hunted down by the dung bomb not long ago.

   No Auror wants to experience something like this himself.

"You asked Harry Potter to bring me to my office first, and said that I have something to look for... what is that?" Umbridge was attracted by the strange statues placed in the hall as soon as he entered the hall force.

  The Aurors followed Umbridge's gaze and saw the very strange statue on the right, which exuded a strange stench.

Everyone turned their attention to Umbridge again. The clothes worn by the statue were exactly the same as those on Umbridge. It is not difficult to see that this is the statue of Umbridge, but someone turned the statue's head into a toad's. head.

  In fact, as long as you observe carefully, you can find that there are many "secrets" hidden in this statue. The toad's head is actually very similar to the new headmaster in front of him, and it also bears the sign of "Ministry of Magic is Might".

  The overall image of the entire statue is a humanoid toad, and the template of the toad is the one next to him, the famous senior investigator, deputy minister of magic, and headmaster of Hogwarts.

   What's interesting is that all the things hanging on the toad statue are the latest education orders issued by the Ministry of Magic, as if they are afraid that others will not know. On Toad's chest was the education order that Fudge had just appointed Umbridge as the headmaster, and other signs could also clearly see the content on it, they were all relatively important education orders.

Under the toad's flippers is the Hogwarts name and school emblem, and the lower base is a rectangular stone, engraved with the lyrics of "Toad Song" and Dolores Umbridge's signature and various " Bravery" deeds.

   "Who, who did it?" Umbridge looked at the toad statue in front of him, trembling all over.

   "No, I don't know... I didn't have this thing just now?"

  Filch stared blankly at the statue in front of him. He dared to guarantee with his own head that there was absolutely no such statue just now.

   "No, it can't stay here, it will be smashed to pieces!"

  Umbridge raised her wand and cast the Crushing Charm on the damned toad statue, she was going to blow the damned statue into a heap of ashes.

  However, the moment the spell hit the toad statue, it was bounced off directly, like a bullet hitting a large steel plate.

   Not only Umbridge's eyes widened in disbelief, but several other Aurors also widened their eyes. They all saw the strange statue and directly sent the spell flying.

"Ma'am, there is a strong magic on this statue to protect it from the damage of the spell." Gadwin Robards looked up and down the toad statue, and he could probably confirm from the thing in front of him whether the deputy minister was in Hogwarts. Much hated.

  He regretted it a little!

   "Please help me disassemble this thing." Umbridge looked at the Aurors with a smirk on his face, hoping that they could help him solve the trouble.

  The Aurors looked at each other, nodded to each other, and didn't talk nonsense, they all pulled out their wands and pointed at the toad statue and chanted.

   A burst of explosive spells hit the toad statue.

  However, the statue was not blown up as expected. Instead, the protective magic on the statue ruthlessly bounced the explosive spell away.

   Not only caused a terrible explosion in the foyer, but also splashed the gravel from the explosion in the foyer, and even shocked the students in the entire castle who were in class.

"this…"

  The Aurors never thought that the Explosive Curse would be bounced off by the statue in front of them.

   "Well... can the statue be removed? We can throw the statue into the black lake." Filch hugged Mrs. Norris and hid behind the Aurors. He was almost affected by the aftermath of the explosion just now.

   "Just do it like this." Umbridge agreed to Filch's proposal,

  The Aurors soon discovered that various spells could not make the statue disappear or remove the statue directly. The toad statue still stands there, like a banner that will never fall.

"no."

   "Someone used a Permanent Sticking Charm."

  Galdwin Robards poked the statue with his wand and said to Umbridge, "It will not be easy to remove or destroy this statue."

   "Is there no other way?" Umbridge asked irritably, she couldn't let this statue stay here, otherwise she would become the laughing stock of the whole Hogwarts.

   "Using powerful black magic may be able to destroy it." Prout reminded in a low voice.

   "I don't want to see this thing again, try your way!" Umbridge said to the Auror.

   "Sorry ma'am, I don't know how to use the Fiercefire Curse." Prout said awkwardly.

   "Who can use the Fiercefire Curse?"

  Umbridge looked around at the other Aurors, and it turned out that no one knew about this black magic, which made her feel tight in her chest.

Probably noticing Umbridge's angry expression, Gadwin Robards coughed lightly and explained: "Ma'am, the Fiendfyre Curse is a very evil and dangerous spell in black magic. It is famously difficult to control. Even most black wizards don't have the courage to use the Fiercefire Curse, because there are countless cases of burning themselves to death due to the out-of-control Fiercefire Curse in the past dynasties, and once the Fiercefire Curse is out of control, it will cause a terrible disaster, probably... just need In an hour, the castle can be burned to ashes."

  The Fiercefire Curse is indeed very dangerous, even famous dark wizards dare not use it indiscriminately.

   Naturally, the Aurors would not take the risk of trying such a dangerous spell, and they are Aurors, not dark wizards, and they have no habit of using the Fiercefire Curse.

"so what should I do now?"

  The smile on Umbridge's face became more and more dangerous, "Who do you think did this, the professor in the school, or..."

   "There are very few wizards in the entire magic world who can achieve this level."

Gadvin Robards naturally understood the meaning of Umbridge's words, shook his head and explained: "I don't know if other professors can do it, but I think Dumbledore should be able to do it to this extent. In fact, It's hard for me to think of anyone other than Dumbledore."

   "Where's Albert Anderson?" Umbridge suddenly said a name that disgusted her.

   As a matter of fact, that guy might as well.

   "Probably not."

An Auror waved his wand, made a black cloth to cover the toad statue, and explained to Umbridge: "The genius is indeed very powerful, but he is too young and has not yet reached the peak in all aspects. If he is thirty years old now, it is indeed possible that he did it."

"It's okay, I'll find out if I call Mr. Anderson over and ask about it." Umbridge still had a hypocritical smirk on her face. She mentioned Albert's name now, just to put this matter on hold On the opponent's head.

   In Umbridge's view, Albert was also suspicious.

   As he spoke, Umbridge turned to Filch and said, "Please, Argus."

   "Okay ma'am, I'm going right away."

  Filch put Mrs. Norris on the ground and went to find Harry Potter.

  After a quarter of an hour, under the puzzled eyes of Professor Flitwick and other students, Harry reluctantly followed Filch out of the Charms classroom.

  Before he left, he shrugged his shoulders at Ron and Hermione, signaling them not to worry, and reminding them to help him pack up later.

   "What did Umbridge want from me?" Harry asked casually, he could actually guess what Umbridge wanted from him. There are only two possibilities for the toad to find him: confinement or torture.

   But Harry is not afraid at all, because he has not made any mistakes recently, so he is definitely not in confinement, and the rest is torture news.

  Torture messages must use Veritaserum.

  Since missing the last chance, Harry has always carried the antidote for Veritaserum with him, in case the toad went crazy and troubled him one day.

   "It's the headmaster." Filch corrected, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he was gloating, "The situation here is changing, Potter."

   "I haven't seen any changes. Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are not a good profession." Harry said indifferently: "Especially the last few generations of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have come to a bad end."

  While speaking, Harry took advantage of Filch's inattention and poured a few Veritaserum antidote into his mouth. He knew his chance had come.

"Dumbledore has been too lenient to you guys. Look, with Umbridge in power, things will be very different here, and the Minister for Magic has signed off on Peeves," Filch squinted at Harry. , leading him to Umbridge's office.

"Oh, really? But I doubt they can get rid of Peeves, if they can, Peeves would not be at Hogwarts long ago." Harry poured out another tranquilizer and threw it into his mouth .

   "If I were you, I would worry about my own affairs first." Filch sneered.

  Harry saw four wizards from the Ministry of Magic outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

   Since he had just taken the sedative, Harry's mood quickly stabilized. In any case, he is a wizard who has experienced great storms, and Voldemort has not frightened him, and Umbridge is not worth mentioning compared to Voldemort.

"go in!"

  The Aurors glanced at Harry, and directly opened the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to let Harry in.

  After Harry entered, he found that there were more Aurors in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office than outside. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly and teased: "This battle is really scary. People who don't know think that you plan to interrogate prisoners in private."

Fear?

  The veins on Umbridge's forehead were slightly protruding. In Harry Potter's tone just now, she didn't hear a trace of fear, but more of a strong disdain and ridicule.

  Harry ignored the change of expression on Umbridge's face, turned his head to look at the six wizards, and asked curiously, "Auror?"

  The Aurors didn't speak, they all stared at Harry Potter.

   "Are you catching Death Eaters?" Harry ignored the gazes of the others, and asked with a smile, "Or, do you think I'm a Death Eater?"

   There was a dead silence in the office.

   "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway." Harry shrugged and said, "It's normal that the Ministry of Magic can't catch Death Eaters."

   To be honest, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic disappointed Harry. In the last few contacts with Aurors, he only felt that this group of people were like dogs.

  That's right, the dog legs who help others do bad things are similar to Goyle and Crabbe around Malfoy.

It completely deviates from Harry's understanding of Aurors. It is not like fighting against the dark forces as described by Moody, Tonks and Kingsley. Instead, it is more like a group of disgusting people who bully the weak and fear the hard. It really disappoints him .

   "It's not your turn to point out our work."

  A young Auror was broken first. There was nothing he could do. The look in Harry Potter's eyes was too shocking. It was a combination of disappointment, contempt, and disgust.

   "What's your name?" Harry asked gently.

"What?"

   "Name." Harry's smile widened.

   "Enough Potter!" Umbridge snapped.

   "Don't tell me? That's fine."

  Harry took a deep look at the man, as if he wanted to remember the man's appearance firmly.

   "Please sit down, Mr. Potter!" Umbridge signaled the Aurors to do it.

   "To be honest, I once wanted to be an Auror to fight against dark wizards." The smile on Harry's face became more gentle: "The goal is to become an Auror..."

   "You have no chance of becoming an Auror, the Ministry of Magic will never..." Umbridge was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Oh, it's okay, I don't want to be an Auror right now." Harry interrupted with a smile: "I heard that when the Ministry of Magic was first established, it was located near the cesspit, and the entrance was also set up near the public toilet. is that true?"

   "Enough Potter!" The veins on Umbridge's forehead twitched. She had never found Harry Potter so annoying as now. Although every sentence was in a calm tone, it sounded extremely harsh.

   "Oh, it seems to be true, so surprising!" Harry's tone was full of surprise and disbelief.

"Okay, Potter, stop talking nonsense, drink it, and then answer me a few questions, and you can leave." Umbridge said with a bad face, and his tone was full of unquestionable .

"Even if you use Veritaserum on me, you won't get any useful information from me." After Harry finished speaking, he picked up the cup of pumpkin juice and splashed it on the carpet, looking at Umri with a distorted expression Qi, reminded with a smile, "Change to a cup. You only need three drops of Veritaserum. Too much is bad for your brain. I don't want to become an idiot because of too much Veritaserum. Don't look at me like that. Some people say you are a demon." Failed the medicine test. Well, yes, that's what Snape said, the last time he complained about abusing Veritaserum, he didn't even know how many drops he took."

   After speaking, Harry picked up the kettle next to him, poured some water into the glass, and placed it in front of Umbridge as a gesture of invitation.

  Umbridge's anger rose slowly, but he still held back. After glancing at the Aurors who pretended not to hear, he took out the small medicine bottle again.

   "Remember, it's three drops." Harry kindly reminded.

  Umbridge's cheeks twitched, but he put three drops into the glass anyway.

  Harry picked up the cup, drank it all in one gulp, and sat quietly on the chair, waiting for the next "torture"!

  (end of this chapter)