Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 386: Eyes in the plate

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Let time move forward a little bit. Just this morning, when the little wizards were still sleeping in the warm bed, Umbridge hurried back to Hogwarts from the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, the gatekeeper Filch had just got up, and was opening the gates of the castle one by one with a bunch of keys.

From the window hole, you can see that the sky is not yet bright. However, looking at the hazy sky wall, it is enough to know that today must be an extraordinary windy weather.

"It's colder!" Filch crouched and murmured angrily, "If only it would be cold enough to make the group of little cubs froze together! Over-energy guys..."

As he yawned and opened the latch of the front door, a short and squat figure swept in from the door with a violent cold wind.

"Who?" Filch shouted with a sudden shock.

"Don't bluff, it's me—Dolores Umbridge!"

Filch took a fixed look. The visitor was wrapped in a brightly colored fluffy coat, only glanced at him, and then hurriedly walked inside.

"Oh! Umbridge Investigator!" Filch happily said, "Thanks to you, you have made those little **** more honest these days in school—please fix them. ! Tell them what is the duty of a student..."

"Huh?" Umbridge was stunned, then stopped moving forward, "You are..."

"Felch, Argus Filch... the administrator of Hogwarts."

Filch's tone appeared to be quite respectful, and his neck and waist posture was not due to the hunchback...or simply showing flattery.

"Well, Mr. Filch," Umbridge said softly, putting on a sweet and formulaic smile again skillfully, "Did you just say ‘remediation’?"

"Yes!" Filch shook his hand. "Those little things are full of bad ideas! What should students do, shouldn’t they study in peace? But who can I think that every year there are so many students who are naughty and mischievous! It's a mess!"

"Oh, you are right, I think so too..." Umbridge smiled and said, "Yes, it just so happens that I have two notices from the Ministry of Magic here. You can post them for me. Go up to the bulletin board!"

Speaking of this, she paused, and when Filch showed a look of expectation, she took out two large parchment scrolls from her pink bag.

"...This should be what you are looking forward to, take a look, and then paste it!" She stuffed the paper roll into Filch's hand, "All are officially signed by the Ministry of Magic, a formal notice. !"

"Ha! Now there are those bad guys to look at!"

After a while, Filch enthusiastically posted the two notices on the bulletin board one by one, and completely covered the other notices originally posted in the column.

"Mr. Filch, I didn't expect your view of education to be so accurate. Hogwarts just let you be an administrator is really a shame--"

Umbridge stood behind, after reading the whole process of posting, while nodding expressing satisfaction, he threw out an endless compliment.

"Oh—" Filch turned his head back flattered, and the stool he was stepping on shook for a while, almost causing him to fall off.

"Maybe you have something to help in the future!" Umbridge said lightly, turning to the corridor on the side of the hall and walking quickly, "Go! Well, I have something to do. Take a step..."

"...Okay, okay, Umbridge Investigator!"

Umbridge, who had already turned the corner, didn't even listen to what Filch said.

As she said earlier, she does have important things to deal with next. But even if that was not the case, she was not interested in bothering with an administrator.

The moderate compliment just now was an exception for her. If she hadn't been able to let go of her hands and feet at Hogwarts, how could she be so hungry for food.

Soon, she went up the stairs to the third floor and walked into her Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

This office in Umbridge is still filled with a pink and tender girlish atmosphere as always.

Pink curtains, pink tablecloths, pink walls, pink carpets... And on the four walls, there are rows of decorative ceramic plates. The bottoms of the plates are all magical, with different expressions. Different cats.

The whole room is filled with a warm atmosphere.

If this is really a room used by a little girl, people who come in to visit will probably say "Really a cute little sweetheart", but if the owner of this room is actually more than half a century old Words of the witch...

Once I thought about it this way, there was a bit of decadence in the sweet girly fragrance in the room somehow.

As soon as Umbridge entered, he locked the door again, and then cast a spell on the entire office to check it again.

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal in her office, she quickly walked to the side wall and tapped one of the large decorative plates on the wall with her magic wand.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the black Bombay cat at the bottom of the plate immediately stood up and stared at Umbridge closely.

Umbridge held the wand in his hand nervously, secretly counted three times in his heart, and then stretched out the wand and stirred vigorously under the plate.

But I saw that the black cat was suddenly stirred into a thick ink color, and it flowed strangely, as if it had turned into a thick black mist.

In the thick fog, a pair of dim eyes gradually appeared.

"Didn't I say not to contact me casually?" A vague voice came out of the fog, and if you didn't listen carefully, you might not even be able to hear it.

"Sir..." Umbridge pursed some dry lips and said softly, "I have done exactly what you said, what's next? What do you want me to do?"

However, the person in the mist was silent for a while, as if thinking about something.

"Sir?" Umbridge waited a little flustered, and couldn't help calling out again.

"I didn't expect much of you originally, but..." the other party groaned, "No matter...If you can cooperate with the kid to disrupt Hogwarts, I will be the Minister of Magic in the future. Leave it to you..."

"Of course, sir...I am happy to do this for you!" Umbridge said happily, but then his face became dark again, "But, that McLean..."

"If you are a person, you will have weaknesses. You have been in Hogwarts for so long, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"No, of course...but..." Umbridge looked quite entangled, "I have checked that McLean many times, that kind of power beyond common sense..."

"Are you scared?" The other party said lightly, "If you want to get it, you must know how to pay... If you want to taste the fruit without taking a risk, where is there such a good thing in this world?"

"I...I will do it," Umbridge gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "It will be done!"

"Very good... if you try harder, it will be over soon." The eyes in the mist blinked, and there was a faint glow in them. "Don't worry, at least this is definitely not necessary. You go and do it, you only need to be responsible for cooperating before and after..."

Before the words fell, the cloud of mist instantly accelerated its circulation, and after a few seconds it condensed into an ordinary cute black cat again, lying quietly on the bottom of the plate.

Umbridge's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. After a light sigh of relief, he turned and walked to the table on the other side of the office.

"Flaming flames."

When are the flames, the tip of her stick rushed into the pyre of the fireplace, and soon a crackling red flame formed, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.

She easily conjured a pot of clean water and set it on the fireplace fire. While waiting for the water in the copper kettle to boil, Umbridge gradually fell into thinking at the same time~IndoMTL.com~ After graduating from Slytherin College in Hogwarts, her actual ability is not outstanding. , Climbing hard all the way in the Ministry of Magic. Although most of her methods are elusive, but that also means that every promotion of her will inevitably be accompanied by risks commensurate with benefits.

All this shows that she has a sickly desire for rights.

But even though she was promoted significantly faster than ordinary employees, after staring at the position of Minister of Magic, she couldn't help but experience a sense of powerlessness stemming from lack of talent.

Compared to her, Connelly Fudge is timid, but since he can get Dumbledore's help and support, it also shows that he also has the potential of being in power.

But now, it seems that many things have been in a mess, and drastic changes have quietly occurred.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

Umbridge was awakened by a knock on the door. She quickly adjusted her expression, then stretched out her wand and pointed at the door of the room, gently unlocking it.

"Please come in."

When she sat back calmly behind her desk and wiped the ends of her hair casually, she spoke.

The door of the office was pushed open, and a thin figure came in calmly from outside. The visitor didn't show any unexpected expressions to this matte and tender room, but he brought the door to his hand, and then walked calmly to the desk.

"Good morning, Professor Umbridge." The other party greeted politely.

"Well," Umbridge nodded and said with a smile, "Sokaradis, did you receive my letter last night?"

"Oh-just call me Sokas, Professor Umbridge." Sokas said softly, "Yes, I did receive it, so I deliberately got up early!") Download for free Reader!!