svetikya 0270 Go and stay
0270 Go and stay
With the cooperation of Mr. Pedilu, Aini believes that his happy mood can last for several days.
however……
"Oh!"
Just as he was happily telling Flitwick about his anecdotes in the Hebrides, someone pushed open the door of the auditorium roughly from the outside.
"..."
The noise gradually subsided, and after a few breaths, almost everyone looked towards the door.
"Oh hehehehe, I am really flattered by such a grand welcome ceremony."
The air was filled with the tiresome artificial laughter, the thin falsetto that made the children's hairs stand on end.
The little wizards whispered to each other, and there were bursts of humming in the auditorium.
"Who is that witch? Does anyone know?"
Dean shrank his body, looked at the door with his head probed, and asked the little lions in a low voice.
"That's Umbridge, the head of the Abuse of Magic Office at the Ministry of Magic. I heard that she brought the dementors to stop our train when school started."
It just so happened that Percy was sitting next to Hermione today. He had carefully understood the personnel structure of the Ministry of Magic. After all, he would graduate in 8 months.
"I heard from my family that he doesn't have a good reputation in the Ministry of Magic." Hannah on the other side also interjected.
Of course, Umbridge couldn't have come alone. While the little wizards were whispering, more than a dozen figures entered the auditorium through the open door.
Thinking that he has something to rely on, Umbridge's "aging, depreciated, salty and wet version of the girl's voice" is humble in words, but the tone makes people want to smash the deformed fat face into the cavity.
In the middle of the dinner party, someone broke into the door, no matter how you look at it, there is a sense of kicking the hall.
Well, I was kicked out!
In the memory of the little wizards, this was the first time someone came to provoke them, so naturally they couldn't take a liking to that pink, short and fat woman.
"Did you know? She's a half-breed... oh, my friends, I'm not saying that half-breeds are bad, but that woman, she looks down on half-breeds, but she's a half-breed herself, but she always claims to have noble blood, but everyone I know it's a joke..."
"I heard from my aunt that there used to be Umbridge, a cleaner at the Ministry of Magic, who was the father of the squat witch. Later, the woman gave old Umbridge a sum of money and asked him to leave the Ministry of Magic. Claiming to everyone that his father was the Wizengamot..."
"She was promoted to office supervisor by taking the credit of her subordinates. It seems that she has done many similar things..."
Many Slytherins grew up displaying a desire for power and pay more attention to this handy information in their day-to-day lives, and someone has heard Umbridge's despicable deeds.
Seeing her humility on the lips, but her high-spirited walk towards the teacher's seat, the little snakes who were upset in their hearts turned their heads and passed on the news.
The speed at which the gossip spread was such that Quirrell and Lockhart would be overwhelmed by the mixed stench. When Umbridge stood in front of Dumbledore, the gaze from behind was already full of disgust.
No one in the world is useless, even a person who disgusts everyone can also play a positive role.
For example, "Miss Umbridge" successfully bred some friendship among the young wizards of the four colleges.
For the moment at least, there was no Gryffindor, no Hufflepuff, no Ravenclaw, and no Slytherin on their minds.
All these concepts are hidden, only a will that is usually quiet in school shines brightly, showing a bit of determination on the face of the little wizard——
We are students of Hogwarts, no provocation here!
Around the four long tables, inexplicable emotions were brewing, but most of the teachers' seats were looking at the person behind Umbridge.
Rufus Scrimgeour, now Head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, is known for his tough style.
And many people here know that Scrimgeour is actually a guy who cherishes his feathers and does things superficially, and he is not in the same group as Fudge. Why did he come to help Umbridge stand on the platform?
Under the scrutiny of the professors, Umbridge walked up to Dumbledore, but before he could speak, the man in the cloak strode past her.
"Professor Dumbledore, twelve dementors have disappeared from Hogwarts, and the Ministry of Magic needs an explanation."
Scrimgeour asked. Contrary to Umbridge, although the man's words were not very polite, his tone was very calm, unlike the aggressive meaning contained in the humble words of women.
"Rufus, Hogwarts has not been notified by the Ministry of Magic, nor does it know where those dementors have gone."
Dumbledore's response was also very flat, and the two talked a few more words in the same style. There was neither antagonistic emotion nor extra emotion in the tone, just like plain words on paper.
And this obviously made Umbridge very dissatisfied...
Ron was equally dissatisfied, but it wasn't directed at the pudgy woman in front of the teacher's seat, but at the timid companion beside him.
"Neville, you must be sick, you must go to Madam Pomfrey, immediately, immediately!"
Freeing the fat hand that was tugging at his robe, Ron was about to get up and call Madam Pomfrey, the lady was sitting on the teacher's bench.
Sweating, high fever, trembling and weakness, pale and weak face...
This situation had been going on for several minutes, and he was sure that Neville must be sick, but the other party was reluctant to seek help from the school doctor.
Ron was angry and impatient, wishing he could carry this stubborn guy on the teacher's seat.
It's a pity that the lump is too big to carry.
"No, Ron, don't go. I'm not sick, I'm not, really, trust me."
Neville grabbed Ron's robe again, cooing softly.
"It's up to you, I have a lot to do."
Ron angrily grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth, no longer looking at Neville.
"Neville, I think Ron is right, you should go see Madam Pomfrey."
"Go ahead, Neville, don't worry about those weirdos from the Ministry of Magic, your body is important..."
"Yes, quickly..."
……
After Umbridge entered, the auditorium was very quiet for a while. The conversation between the two boys had already attracted the attention of the young wizards nearby. Seeing that Neville refused to seek medical treatment, they all started admonishing them.
"Ah, everyone..."
The little fat man wiped his eyes, and secretly made a decision. There are some things that he doesn't want to avoid anymore.
"Actually, my body is really fine, I just remembered some memories, about my parents..."
"Neville!"
With a "snap", a big hand clapped the boy's shoulder, interrupting his speech.
"Let's talk about it when we go back to the lounge, if you still want to tell us then."
Percy?
"Don't ask any more, these are private matters of Neville's family, unless he is willing to tell you."
Everyone's eyes turned to the young man standing up. Percy looked around, revealing a bit of majesty unconsciously.
……
There was a lot of movement on the Gryffindor long table, but it didn't attract too many eyes.
When Percy stood up, there was a new change in the teacher's bench.
It seemed that after negotiating with Dumbledore, the leading wizard turned and left, and then the twelve Aurors followed him without leaving.
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I read the book review today, and I was warmed up again.
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