Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 321: Toad came to report
As soon as Sean walked out of the cabinet door, he saw Hermione's earnest face, and he smiled easily.
"It's okay, and I've already found someone to protect them, Mr. Lupine."
The big stone in Hermione's heart fell to the ground. After taking a deep breath, she looked at Sean.
"Should we just stay at Hogwarts and not do anything else."
Shawn 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 show one thing, Barty Crouch Jr. has been controlled.
What is unclear is whether it is his father who has broken free from the Imperius Curse, or the group of unknown behind-the-scenes forces who control Barty Jr.
If it is the latter, then the current composition of the British Ministry of Magic will be marked with a big question mark.
Besides, Sean can't contact other Death Eaters rashly at this time. These terrorists have different ideas. After Vita Rozier cooperated with Sean in a play last semester, the identity of 'Voldemort' should also be hidden.
With his eyes open and blind, if it wasn't for worrying about the current undercurrent situation, Sean even wanted to change his identity and go out to investigate by himself.
When several 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 the students whose families were at the center of the incident.
"Hey, Lee, what do the professors say?" Sean grabbed Lee Jordan, who was a good friend of the Weasley twins and the narrator of the House Cup Quidditch.
"I've said a lot, but I haven't said anything," Lee Jordan spread his hands. "In the end, let us wait for the news, but now the owls are not allowed to fly, and many people have no idea."
"Li, you have so much news, have you ever heard of the fact that the Ministry of Magic even banned communication methods for Hogwarts students?" Sean asked.
Lee Jordan frowned and thought for a while: "Probably not, at least not in the many years since Filch took office - I, Fred, and George have sneaked into his office. Filch has a special file cabinet to record major events that happened at Hogwarts. For Filch, more than three students' night trips are considered a big deal, but there is no such thing as news such as prohibition of communication."
The first ban... Sean couldn't help but frowned.
The next morning, Filch took a hammer and nailed a new policy on the bulletin board.
"Ministry of Magic Education Regulation No. 18 (in line with the principle of emergency avoidance of the Secrecy Act)..." Sean read out the name of the regulation.
"From today, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry cancels all extracurricular courses, and Hogsmeade Village is temporarily closed."
"In response to growing tensions, owl communications are immediately banned."
"At the same time, by the unanimous decision of the Ministry of Magic and the school board, senior investigators and personnel prohibited by the regulations will be sent to Hogwarts to monitor any violations."
"Senior investigators will have all the authority below the headmaster of Hogwarts..."
Below the big bold font is the seal of the Ministry of Magic and a series of signatures in cursive script.
Sean frowned directly, couldn't it be Umbridge's pink toad again?
Also, is the situation tense to this point? Is this approach sure not to arouse the rebellious psychology of the students?
Especially for young wizards born in Muggle families, the behavior of the Ministry of Magic is close to writing "I don't believe you mudbloods" on their faces.
As Sean expected, many young wizards born in Muggle families have already gritted their teeth, and even their expressions are quite gloomy.
Hermione's face was not very good-looking, she suppressed her anger and whispered: "Don't tell us about the safety of our family, don't let us communicate with the outside world, and send people to monitor us?! My God! Does Dumbledore care about these things?!"
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 wear one of the suffixes. But he is still restricted by various official institutions, such as the Ministry of Magic, the International Federation of Wizards, or the Hogwarts Board of Trustees.
It's not that Dumbledore is incapable of overthrowing these institutions, but that he is unwilling to break the rules.
The more you think and the more you care, the more constraints you will have.
However, the conflict came sooner than Sean imagined.
In the afternoon, a Gryffindor student and a Slytherin student had a serious conflict. After the quarrel, the two drew out their wands and aimed at each other.
Before the people around them even had time to persuade them any more, they cast jinxes at each other.
The end result was that the Gryffindor student was coughing up blood and the Slytherin student had a broken finger.
Both of them were sent to the infirmary, and it will take at least a week to recover.
It all started when the Gryffindor student, who was from a Muggle family at the center of the attack, was complaining to his friends about not being able to write to his family.
It just so happened that the passing Slytherin student didn't hold back his sarcasm.
"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 enraged immediately, and after a quarrel, the Slytherin students directly cursed a Mudblood angrily.
The insulting words directly ignited the anger accumulated by the Gryffindor students, and they directly attacked with their wands.
"Add to the confusion..." Sean frowned immediately when he heard the news.
Some Slytherins have maintained their stupid pride of superiority, losing even the most basic capacity for empathy.
Shaun, who was already upset, even considered whether to wait for the Slytherin student to be discharged from the hospital before sending him back.
The only thing that made him feel a little relieved was that most of the students turned to the Gryffindor student. As passionate young people, they can naturally understand this kind of passion.
The students of Slytherin College did not show too much indignation. On the one hand, because Voldemort did not rise, the relationship between Slytherin and other colleges was not as bad as in the original book.
Both students will be in solitary confinement after their injuries, but the confinement of Slytherin students is much more severe than that of Gryffindor students.
The little snakes who are good at observing the words of the strong closed their mouths wisely.
Just when the episode other than Sean had passed, the senior investigator of the Ministry of Magic officially came to Hogwarts.
"Damn it..." The first time he saw the person coming, Sean felt a nausea of vomiting.
Pink and tacky coat, short and thick figure, plus that fake sweet and disgusting smile.
It was Dolores Jane Umbridge.
Dinner, looking at Umbridge sitting on the teacher's table, Hermione whispered to Sean in a low voice: "That's the new senior investigator. Frankly speaking, she looks a bit uncomfortable-although it's rude for me to judge someone by her appearance. If she is a good person, I will apologize."
Hermione's sixth sense is really accurate...
Sean curled his lips: "I think your vision of people is very accurate. To be honest, we may not have a good life."
Daisy asked incomprehensibly, "Why do you say that?"
"Well, you know, I also have some information channels in the Ministry of Magic. This Umbridge has a pretty bad reputation."
Hermione was shocked immediately: "Everyone in the Ministry of Magic thinks this person is not good? God..."
"Ding, ding, ding." Just as he was speaking, there was the sound of a spoon hitting a gold cup.
That is usually Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall's way of reminding the students to quiet down and listen to them, and Professor Dumbledore is often not at school recently.
The students looked up, and the man who had knocked on the cup had stood up and walked to the place where Dumbledore had been giving his speech.
"Good to see you, newcomers to the wizarding world, the future of this country, boys." There was no trace of sincerity, just a perfunctory official smile.
On the teacher's desk, Professor McGonagall frowned.
"Please allow me to introduce myself, Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Investigator of the Ministry of Magic. My task occupation includes but is not limited to what you saw on the bulletin board today." Umbridge was proud, with his short and thick fingers crossed on his waist.
Dumbledore is not here, and Umbridge's behavior is a great disrespect to Professor McGonagall, the vice-headmaster.
"Looks like an elegant toad..." Sean heard Fred laughing at the Gryffindor table.
He is usually most afraid of Professor McGonagall, but he also respects this professor the most.
It's a little loud.
Umbridge paused, with a fake smile still on his face, but his tone became more annoying.
"Our new minister and the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards both believe that the quality of students in wizarding schools is worrying. It coincides with this moment of tension. In addition to implementing the regulations," Umbridge smiled sharply, "The minister also gave me the right to help Hogwarts students improve their personal qualities."
The students looked at Professor McGonagall blankly.
But Professor McGonagall just turned livid and didn't stand up to object, obviously acquiescing to the other party's statement.
"Now, please take the initiative to stand up to that student just now, and you will get a small punishment for your impoliteness." Umbridge said.
There was no sound in the auditorium, Fred just secretly smiled in his seat, without moving his buttocks.
Umbridge looked at the auditorium: "Aren't you going to stand up? I hope you won't affect the mood of everyone enjoying the dinner."
Still no one stood up.
Umbridge showed a disgusting smile, and she clapped her hands: "Very well, that's fine, if that student doesn't stand up, we'll just wait."
Professor McGonagall stood up.
Umbridge glanced back: "Professor McGonagall, this is the right given 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 what I meant? I said, if that person doesn't come forward, then we will just wait, yes, everyone."
The auditorium fell into an eerie calm.
Behind the hypocritical Umbridge, Professor McGonagall, who stood up with an ugly face, was dragged down by Professor Flitwick.
As time went by, the atmosphere in the auditorium became more and more strange.
Sean's face was as usual, but there was a flash of anger in his eyes.
This toad came up thinking of dividing the crowd...
After a while, there were more noisy and low-pitched discussions among the students in the auditorium, and many people had secretly cast their eyes on Fred.
Umbridge obviously noticed their gazes, but she acted as if she hadn't, still standing in that annoying posture, just waiting for Fred to stand up automatically.
Obviously, Fred didn't want his bad mouth to affect others, so he stood up readily.
"It's me, Professor, I'm sorry, I apologize to you."
Umbridge looked at him quietly, and then said: "No, what you need is not an apology, but a punishment. Come to my office tomorrow afternoon after class and before the dinner."
"Okay, I see." Fred said carelessly.
After speaking, he was ready to sit down directly.
"No, sir, please introduce yourself first, name, grade, college, and then apologize to others who have been influenced by you."
Fred's face turned livid, while Umbridge's eyes were already threatening.
Fred finally replied with a stiff body: "Fred Weasley, fifth grade, Gryffindor, I apologize to everyone."
There was a burst of booing and laughter from the long Slytherin table.
"Not sincere enough, Mr. Weasley, please stand up to eat, others, please enjoy your dinner."
Professor McGonagall couldn't bear it anymore: "Professor Umbridge, Hogwarts will never use this kind of punishment to insult students!"
Umbridge just handed over a piece of regulations, and then showed a false smile: "I don't want to, Professor McGonagall, but this is an order from the Ministry. You know, the current students are too jumpy, and the current situation is tense. I must ensure that they mature quickly."
"To ensure that after they enter the society, they will not do anything that will affect the concealment of the wizarding world..." Umbridge dragged out the end of his voice.
Professor McGonagall's complexion changed for a while~IndoMTL.com~Finally, he sat down dejectedly.
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 normal, furious.
"It's not only an insult, but also an act of dividing students." Sean took a piece of steak and put it on the plate.
"Fred must be depressed during this time. Although he is usually careless, he actually has a lot of self-esteem." Daisy whispered.
"Obviously." Sean said as he took some food and put it on Daisy and Hermione's plates.
Under their puzzled eyes, Sean stood up holding the plate.
"Change your posture to eat." He showed his white teeth.
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