HP Dawn Night

Potter's answer caused Pansy to fall into a long silence, and in the end she said nothing.I thought there might be something hidden in it that was inconvenient to reveal, so I didn't pay special attention to it.But late that night, Pansy suddenly asked in a low voice: "Vio, under what circumstances do you think parents will not love their children?"

I was almost falling asleep when Millicent's even breathing came from the next door.I yawned: "I don't know - isn't it my own?"

"It's my own." Pansy said in a low voice.

This question is a bit strange.I opened my eyes in the dark and looked at the bed curtain: "So... maybe this child did something to break the parents' heart?"

"You think it's because the baby wasn't what they intended?" Pansy murmured.

I sighed: "No way. Isn't I the best example? My father is very good to me."

Pan Xi didn't speak, but sleepiness came back again, and I couldn't help closing my eyes: "Good night."

The next day, Pansy took the initiative to bring up what happened the night before: "Vio, I'm planning to go home for the summer vacation."

"Why?" I looked at her in surprise, and then I suddenly remembered the conversation from the night before, "Are you going back—?"

"I want to figure something out, Vio." Pansy sighed. "Maybe this is the last time I go back, maybe we'll get back together, but anyway, I want to solve a mystery first."

Just as I was about to ask what the mystery was, I found a burning sensation in my chest.Pansy jumped up. "It's Umbridge calling us."

The Special Operations Investigations Unit badge was shining, and I grabbed my wand and rushed out the door, hoping it wasn't Potter who got caught... But, the bad feeling got caught when Pansy and I ran upstairs Verification: "Stop 'em, Snape, Parkinson!" Warrington yelled at us.I spotted a scuffle in the hallway: Slytherins and Gryffindors fighting, or SOS and Potter's friends.

Ginny Weasley waved her wand, and Millicent fell to the ground and kicked softly, her face covered with bats.Crabbe and Goyle take on Granger together, but I think they're about to be beaten.I didn't have time to think, so I quickly pulled out my wand: "Lock tongue and shut your throat!" Hermione Granger couldn't say any spells for a moment, "Dizzy!" She collapsed.And behind my back, Pansy also overpowered Ginny Weasley.

I picked up her wand from Granger's hand: "You put her up, is Professor Umbridge in the room?" Goyle nodded hastily.

I went in just in time to witness Umbridge drag Potter out of the fireplace, Draco leaning against the window, tossing Potter's wand with a victorious smile on his face.

There was a commotion outside, and people from the special operations investigation team escorted Potter's friends in.In addition to Granger and the Weasleys, I was surprised to find Neville Longbottom, and to my surprise, Luna Lovegood was among them.Although she didn't seem to care at all and didn't understand why she was here.

"All in," said Warrington, shoving Ron roughly into the room. "That," he pointed his thick finger at Neville, "trying to stop me from grabbing her" he pointed at Luna, "so I brought him too."

"I saw the two of them together," Millicent said, pointing to Luna and Ginny, the bat no longer on her face.

"Okay, great." Umbridge looked at Ginny Weasley, who was struggling desperately, with a sweet and emotionless smile on his face, "It seems that Hogwarts has become a member of the Weasley family. Back garden, right?"

Draco laughed out loud.Umbridge shoved Potter into a chair.

"So, Potter," said Umbridge, "you went to great lengths to sneak into my office and send this clown—" She pointed at Ron Weasley, and the Slytherins laughed recklessly , "Come and tell me Peeves is trying a new prank. You think I'll believe it?"

"Obviously, your conversation with someone is very important," she said slowly. "Is it Albus Dumbledore or Hagrid? I wanted to doubt McGonagall, but I heard that she is too weak .Then, why don't we make a—"

"I'm not making any terms with you!" Potter growled.The smirk on Umbridge's face grew sweeter:

"Very well," she said in her most dangerous and false voice, "very well, Mr. Potter. I gave you the chance to confess. You refused. I have no choice but to put you under a little pressure." .Draco - no, Miss Snape, go get your father over."

I guessed right away what Umbridge wanted: Veritaserum.

"Okay, Professor." I left the room and ran full speed to Dad's office, and I had to tell him that I told Potter to use Umbridge's fireplace.

"Dad!" I barged into his office, "Umbridge caught Potter talking to someone on her fireplace, and now she's calling you over." I continued, "But it's me Told Porter that Umbridge's fireplace was the only one not bounded."

After Dad heard what I said, he snorted softly: "You are very lucky, Umbridge took the last bottle of Veritaserum from me a few days ago."

"Potter wants to talk to Black. He saw Black being captured by You-Know-Who in his dream." I whispered, "I stole a bottle of your Veritaserum and used it to get Granger information."

I stood there apprehensively, but Dad didn't reprimand me "Of course I know you stole the Veritaserum, but I'm surprised you could engineer this series of actions. We'll talk about Veritaserum later, now Let's meet Umbridge."

When I got back to Umbridge's office, everything was just as I had left it.

"You want to see me, Headmaster?" said Snape, looking around at the group of Gryffindors struggling to break free with utter indifference.

"Oh, yes, Professor Snape." Umbridge stood up again and smiled exaggeratedly. "Yes, I want another bottle of Veritaserum. As soon as possible, please."

"You took my last bottle to interrogate Potter a few days ago," said Dad, studying Umbridge calmly. "Are you sure you used up all of them? I told you three drops would be enough. "

Umbridge's face flushed.

"You can match some more, can't you?" she said, her voice becoming more of the girlish sweetness that she usually makes when she's happy.

"Of course," said Dad, his lips pursed, "it's going to take a moon cycle to prepare, that is, almost a month."

"One month?" Umbridge called, her voice no longer deliberately disguised. "One month? But I'll use it tonight, Snape! I want to know who Potter is communicating with! "

"Really?" Dad looked at Potter with interest, "Well, that doesn't surprise me. After all, Potter never had the habit of following school rules."

"I'm going to interrogate him!" repeated Umbridge angrily, the muscles of her face beginning to twitch. "I want you to provide a dose of what will make him tell the truth."

"I've told you," Dad reiterated, evenly, "I don't have any other Veritaserum in stock. Unless you wish to poison Potter—and if you do I'm sure I can supply hundreds of them." Choice. The only trouble is that many of the sex attacks happen so quickly that Potter doesn't even have time to open his mouth."

"You're stalling!" screamed Professor Umbridge, and Snape looked at her again, his eyebrows raised slightly. "You didn't help on purpose! Lucius Malfoy always gave you the highest rating, I expected you to do better! Get out of my office now!"

Pa bowed to her and backed out, when suddenly Potter yelled, "Cold! He caught Cold in the hiding place!"

Dad's movements stopped, and I immediately held my breath.Umbridge eyed Potter and Dad suspiciously. "Cold? Hidden place? What does he mean, Snape?"

Dad looked at Potter indifferently, his expression was unpredictable: "I don't know what you're talking about, Potter. But I think you're talking nonsense, either you accidentally got a strange curse, or you should drink A 'bullshit drink'." Then he slammed Umbridge's door shut.

Obviously, this irritated Umbridge.With a strange flush on her face, she took a step back. "Well, I wasn't going to do that," Umbridge said, drawing his wand. "I'm sure the Ministry will understand... I have no choice." , this is a vicious event beyond the usual punishment. Yes, yes..." She moved uncomfortably.I vaguely sensed what she was going to say, Granger's wand was in my hand, should I give it to her?

"You made me, Potter, I didn't intend to do it," Umbridge whispered, stroking her wand. "I have no choice but they will understand..." Special Operations Investigation Some of the group stared at Umbridge's wand with an eerie longing on their faces, and I sensed that Draco was in that category too.

"The Cruciatus Curse should make you talk," Umbridge announced quietly, and at the same time, I quickly shoved the wand into Granger's hand: "That's illegal, Professor Umbridge." speak.She looked up at me:

"You're very clever, Miss Snape. But I'm afraid you don't understand that this is a reasonable interrogation method at the moment."

"No!" Ginny Weasley exclaimed suddenly, "Harry, we could tell her..."

Ron Weasley gasped, but Ginny suddenly burst into tears: "Well, I can't hold on anymore...we're looking for...the secret weapon left by Dumbledore..."