The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Umbridge's office is the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, as the Headmaster's Office has been permanently closed by Hogwarts itself.

"Isn't it a password or something?" She held back her anger.

"Password? That's just the principal's rule... Every principal's password is different..." Professor McGonagall didn't even look at her directly. "Only those who are recognized by Hogwarts will open the principal's office."

"This is wrong! I have seen students enter with my own eyes!!"

"I told you, it's just your presbyopia."

McGonagall didn't hit her one after another. After all, the truth is cruel. Do you want to tell Umbridge: You fired the current headmaster and a certain future headmaster just after you became a senior investigator?

So, she could only place a small sign on the desk of her Defense Against the Dark Arts office, which said 'Hogwarts Headmaster'.

"No one dares to provoke me! Coward!!" Peeves took another big dung egg, and when Umbridge passed the corridor, it suddenly jumped out of the statue and smashed her in the face.

Wow!Hit the bullseye! !

"Peeves... When the minister's signature is signed, you have to follow Dumbledore and get out!" Umbridge sniffed, a strong stench made her want to gag.

It's as disgusting as swallowing a month-old rotten egg.

"No one can drive me away~" Peeves exploded in the air angrily, almost knocking over Filch who was passing by, "You also drove away the only kid who told me stories at night... "

Everyone knew that Peeves had completely feuded with Umbridge because of her ridiculous order.

The latest "The Quibbler" wrote out the specific situation of Arthur, which made the Weasley family breathe a sigh of relief. At least they now know that their father is out of danger.

But immediately followed by the "No. 20 No. [-] Education Order": Do not bring any books about rumors, and you cannot discuss them.

"The Ministry of Magic said it was just an ordinary accident?!" Ginny pointed angrily at Fudge in the "Daily", "Who would touch a snake at work while on patrol? That's murder!!"

"The reaction must be huge now..." Hermione looked at Harry next to Ginny.

That dream didn't seem unexpected. The connection between Harry and Voldemort was deeper than she imagined. She couldn't help but wonder, if Harry could see Voldemort's movements, could the other party also follow the clues to see him?

Is it just one way glass?

Harry happened to meet Hermione's glance, he waved his hand in a friendly manner, and continued to discuss something with Ron.

"Damn Montague...you're going to deduct points from us." George and Fred slapped the dust on their hands and walked over with disdain on their faces. "The Vanishing Cabinet"

"But the problem is, you may get more points deducted," Neville said.

"Yes, but at least it will be two weeks later." Fred said nonchalantly, "It's time to show some color to Malfoy's guys..."

"You will be expelled!" Ginny persuaded nervously, "This is not the case before. Expelling you now is just a matter of a word from that old toad."

"It doesn't matter, it just so happens that Cyrus needs us." George happily clapped Fred's hands and explained, "We received a lot of orders for magic items before the letters were monitored."

In the words of the Weasley twins: Before leaving, avenge Cyrus and make some contributions to Dumbledore.

At this time, Dean Flitwick came over, and he called Hermione who had just finished eating to the side. The girl in front of him had to squat down because of her extremely small height, so he didn't need to shout at her throat.

"That woman wants to see you." Head Hufflepuff didn't even want to mention her name, with a gloomy expression on her face.

"What's the matter with her calling me?"

"I don't know...if there's anything, just call me." Sprout patted the back of her hand kindly like an elder, and suddenly said loudly.

"Miss Granger! For the sake of your respect for the professor, Ravenclaw is very good!"

Professor Flitwick looked around before whispering, "Well...the magazine is doing well."

It seems that the information between the professors is almost interoperable. Hermione was just stunned for a while, and then left. On the way, she happened to meet Peeves, who wanted to stuff chewing gum into the door lock of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. .

Seeing Hermione passing by, it couldn't even arouse the interest of pranks....

"Do you know when they'll be back?" It made a 'quiet' gesture and changed the subject.

"Who? Cyrus?" Hermione was a little surprised. "I don't know...Maybe next year. You want to play a prank on him?"

"No, no, he is Peeves' great benefactor..." Peeves stuffed all the chewing gum into the door lock, and let out a smug laugh, "The one who gave me a lot of prank props before, you don't even know ?”

Hermione really didn't know about the magical "revolutionary friendship" between Cyrus and Peeves.

I just occasionally heard from Cyrus that during his astral night tour, Peeves also scared Peeves at first, and the other party always thought that 'astral projection' was a perfect prank magic.

"So you plan to...use it on this toad?" Hermione stood on the steps, suppressing a smile.

"That's right! Prankster Peeves, I want to detox this toad!" Peeves screamed as he fled, "I'll make her pay more than the last person who tried to drive me away !!"

Harry is the key care object of Umbridge's confinement, so the description of the office is very vivid. Standing at the door, Hermione can already guess the scene inside.

When she opened the door and entered, it was still the girlish pink decoration...

There were three broomsticks hanging on the wall, belonging to the Weasley twins and Harry. When Umbridge saw Hermione entering, the fat on his face piled up.

"Sit down," Umbridge ordered bluntly, pointing to the chair.

"No need... just tell me if you have anything to do." If possible, Hermione didn't even want to step on the fluffy carpet with her noble leather boots, "I still need to help the professors tidy up..."

(Hermione: I just want to step on Cyrus)

"Very good, great." She supported her fat body and leaned forward slightly, "So... where did Dumbledore and Cyrus go?"

"I don't know," Hermione said blankly, "How do I know where they went? After all, letters can't be sent."

"Okay then, one more question... does The Quibbler have anything to do with you?" Umbridge pointed at the book, which was listed as 'contraband', with his pointy, red-painted nails.

"Do I look idle?"

Hermione's meaning was very clear, she was a rising star in Potions and Charms, why would she spend time on a magazine that was not nutritious, let alone edit it, she couldn't even read it.

But Umbridge didn't look satisfied with the answer.

"Miss Granger, let me remind you," Umbridge said, "I don't need to emphasize the relationship between you and Mr. Cyrus? If I have enough evidence..."

"So what? Fire me?" Hermione interrupted her.

"If you are found to have any connection between you, you won't be able to continue to get away with it!" She raised her finger and stroked a cat. "The Muggle Prime Minister can't protect you...I have the Ministry of Magic behind me!"

"Well... I thought you'd make me drink Veritaserum"

This time, Umbridge's voice was sharp and bright, and she shouted angrily: "If you allow it!!"

Ordinary people would definitely be wanted for attacking members of the Ministry of Magic, but Cyrus was not. No matter what Umbridge asked, Fudge just wiped the sweat from his forehead and left a sentence:

Resist the Muggles first.