From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"How is your blessing potion?"

At the dining table, Lupin asked William about which pot to open or not to lift, causing William to roll his eyes concealedly.

"The state is not very good, and the medicine is becoming more and more unstable. There is no corresponding description in the information I can find. I can only adjust it slowly by relying on my own experience..."

William sighed, smeared the bread with jam without knowing the taste, and took a bite.

"It's clear that the next time to add materials, but as it is now, I really don't know whether to add materials first or stabilize the potion first, and delay the next time..."

He swallowed the bread, sighed, and finally made up his mind.

"I have decided to adjust the state of the potion first, and prepare for the failure. It's great that this material is scrapped!"

Listening to William’s cruel words, none of the surrounding professors asked Snape to solve the problem. In this castle, even the house elves knew that the dean of Slytherin had always been defensive. The professor's position is too much to ask for, and the two sides simply can't play together.

Although the raw materials of Fu Ling Ji are expensive and extremely difficult to get together, it would be a pity to waste it, but this is the only way to spread this kind of thing.

"Right, let's talk about—"

Professor Taylor mysteriously began to change the subject, "A big event happened yesterday, do you know?"

"Why, Albus is working overtime?"

Moody put down the carefully inspected piece of bread, nodded slowly, and said a joke incidentally.

The effect is outstanding-the jokes of everyday serious people like him have a strong sense of contrast.

The professors laughed extremely rudely, causing Professor McGonagall to look at this side for several times before he stopped.

Only then did William notice that Mad-Eye's mood today seemed much better than usual—the last time I saw him so happy, it was Rita who was sent to the temporary prison where the Auror office was crying and crying.

"It's not that serious yet."

Professor Taylor continued in a serious manner, "However, that incident scared many people. It is said that the staff of the Ministry of Magic worked overtime until more than ten o'clock to get the official result."

"What's so mysterious, don't fight us dumb, Professor Taylor."

"Wait, wait-there will be soon."

Professor Taylor now showed a childishness that he didn't usually have, and pointed his hand to the sky.

William raised his head and was stunned when he found that the ceiling was still outside in the weather, and then immediately thought of what had happened.

"Is it an owl? A newspaper?"

"The answer is correct, that is definitely today's headline!"

Professor Taylor said happily.

Less than five minutes after he revealed the news, the appetite professors finally waited for the Owl who came to deliver the newspaper today.

William took his own newspaper and unfolded it quickly. A professor who didn't like to subscribe to newspapers was already close by.

Then, most of the professors, including William, opened their mouths—open, what a joke!

On the front page of the newspaper, Senior Deputy Minister of Magic Umbridge was actually locked up with magical handcuffs!

"Former Senior Deputy Minister of Magic Umbridge was suspended for investigation! 》

Both the professors’ desks and the students’ desks exclaimed.

Except for wizards from Muggle society, the rest of the children have heard of the deputy minister's name as they grow up. She often appears on the cover of the daily prophet with the highest subscription volume in the wizarding world, and is accompanied by the most The popular reporter Rita’s interview, even if it’s someone who doesn’t like her anymore, he has to admit that this deputy minister is a real big man.

‘It’s a mess, how come people like the Deputy Minister of Magic are controlled-the Aurors are rebelling? ’

Such a thought appeared in William's mind-otherwise he would have been unable to explain this bizarre thing.

It is said that it is a suspension investigation, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that if it is only an investigation, how can it be directly announced by the Prophet Daily to announce the suspension — let alone the eye-catching handcuffed photo!

[According to an employee of the Ministry of Magic who did not want to be named, (噫…William made a disdainful voice), the former Senior Deputy Minister Umbridge was accused of being a Death Eater lurking in the wizarding world, and the designator provided a large number of Verifiable information...]

'joke…'

William glanced at the professor who was reading the newspaper next to him, and they all saw this message in each other's eyes.

When school just started, a group of professors were still discussing Lucius Malfoy over there and jokingly said that he must be the best of the Death Eaters.

But later this inference was easily overturned, and Karkaroff became the limit that Death Eaters could achieve.

But now, this newspaper clearly tells William that their group of professors-your vision is small and your imagination is not rich enough.

The real Death Eaters almost lie undercover to the boss's position.

Even if it was William, who was struggling with blessings, he bluntly made up for this news position in class and boiled medicine-this is simply terrible, the Death Eaters are just short of the highest seat in the British wizarding world. It's just a thread!

But what was surprising was still behind. When the three self-defense professors returned to the large office and Lupin brought their textbooks to class, William heard from Moody's what was not reported in the newspaper.

"No wonder I always look at that guy Umbridge not pleasing to my eyes."

He sat carelessly, "It's simply unimaginable. When we thought we had won, there was such a hidden Death Eater who gave Mr. Crouch a fatal blow."

Moody sighed. He trusted Crouch. Although Crouch released the prisoner he had taken so hard in exchange for what was in Karkaroff's head, this did not affect Moody. Good impression of him.

The director took the lead against the Death Eaters and granted the Auror great convenience. He is the best leader he has encountered in the Ministry of Magic for so long. For his support, the Aurors love him to death.

"Fudge was terrified," Moody sighed and joked, shaking his head. "It's no wonder that the Death Eaters come in and out of his office every day, and can take out his wand and give him an avatar at any time."

"In the beginning, he thought it was just black material that Rita used to expose, but when thinking of Mr. Crouch's experience, he almost didn't even go through the process once. A group of hitters and Aurors were almost non-stop. Investigated the information provided by the arrested Rita reporter."

"He even planned to meet Dumbledore yesterday afternoon," Moody shook his head. "It's not to blame him. Even people like Mr. Crouch have fallen under the conspiracy of that guy in Umbridge, let alone. Say him."

Yesterday’s action was almost the best cooperation between the Auror and the hitters after Voldemort’s fall. Everyone was holding back their energy to find out the matter. The information given by Rita was very detailed, which allowed them to complete Minister Fudge’s work ahead of time. Concerned task.

The severance of relations is true, the discriminatory remarks are true, the rapid improvement in the resume is also true, the investigation results of deliberately suppressing some Death Eaters are also true, and the collusion with Rita is also true...

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'Ruined…'

In the temporary prison under the Auror's office, Umbridge looked at the dark ceiling in a daze.

At first she was still using the most vicious words she had ever heard in her life to curse and curse the reporter named Rita, but now, she knew that it was all over.

She knows what she has done better than anyone else, and she also knows what the greatest guarantee is for her.

She never thought that she had not violated the laws of the wizarding world, but so what? Valley

Fudge trusted her—this was her greatest reliance.

The important thing is not Fudge, but Fudge's position-when the Minister of Magic trusts her, her deputy minister's rights are almost unlimited.

But Rita completely destroyed that trust.

How long has the Malfoys been speculated to be Death Eaters? When did Fudge care?

However, a deputy minister who tried to go further could not, let alone her Umbridge, even Dumbledore, once Fudge thought he might have an idea about his throne, Fudge would still turn his face.

She knew that she was destined to stay in Azkaban for the rest of her life-Fudge was too flustered, so he would double to make up for his mistakes, that is, to completely fix the matter and put the name of Death Eaters to death. Put it completely on her head.

‘That timid idiot, he never thought, was Rita’s charge I settled the whole process? ’

‘He never thought, if I really were, Rita would have died in jail...’

Umbridge slumped over there, reporting such a heavy grievance to the Minister of Magic for the first time.

‘Of course he wouldn’t think about it...because he wouldn’t even get involved in the Auror’s private prison...’

She closed her eyes in despair, forced herself to calm down, and tried to find a place to break the game-but unfortunately, Rita's business ability that she has praised countless times has been recognized as always...

—

At Malfoy Manor, Lucius was shivering at the newspaper—he knew some Death Eaters he didn't know, but he had never thought that there were such terrifying ex-colleagues.

‘Luckily I was careful enough, never...after that time I also persuaded Draco to be more careful at Hogwarts...’

He even somewhat agrees with Karkaroff's approach now-go abroad immediately after the sale, and never return to the UK usually.

‘If she waits for the limelight to pass, aim a little bit...or just like Crouch...’

Lucius shook his head, he couldn't imagine such a situation.

Not to mention there is even more terrifying-if that woman takes over Fudge’s team and succeeds in taking Fudge down...

"Prepare another gallon to see if it can be donated to Hogwarts... Must stand firmly with Dumbledore, the people at the Ministry of Magic... It's terrible..."

—

"Professor, do you need another pot of flame?"

In Durmstrang's ship, even if the room was warm enough, Karkaroff's forehead was still sweating coldly.

He had never felt the horror of the Death Eater group like he did now.

He has never been so scared of the Dark Lord’s wrists—before, after he successfully served as the principal of Durmstrang, the Dark Lord became a powerful and cruel character in his mind, but his brain was not good. The shaman now.

After all, the Dark Lord was so desperate for a professorship at Hogwarts, and he successfully moved into Durmstrang, who was as famous as Hogwarts.

He believes that with such a performance, he is enough to discriminate against the Dark Lord on his wrist.

However, the Daily Prophet this morning taught him a lesson.

There are Death Eaters without signs, and there are Death Eaters who are lurking in the Ministry of Magic and directly taking orders from the Dark Lord!

Everyone has been deceived!

‘That’s his favorite Death Eater, right? ’

The trembling on his body finally gradually stopped, "It's okay, he's dead, it's okay..."

Karkaroff raised his sleeves, looked at the dark mark he was branded, and curled his lips mockingly.

But why—his casual eyes became serious.

Why is the mark heavy?

"Illusion..."

He looked at the sign and forcibly relieved himself, but his eyes still couldn't help but drift towards there.

‘I must be scaring myself...’

‘Yes, it must be. ’

He comforted himself in this way, but after a long time he called a professor he trusted.

"Assemble ten thousand gallons as a spare and bring it to me."

"Yes, principal."

The professor didn't ask much, "It will take about three days."

"It's okay, first send me the Kanon who can be called in advance. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Karkaroff gave the order and forced his composure.

—

"The newcomer is here again, and I don't know if you are happy or not."

Azkaban, the hitters who came here to verify one thing made an exception and provided newspapers for the Death Eaters-you know, after Sirius escaped from prison, this thing was Azkaban's most serious contraband.

The new group of Death Eaters has been left in a daze most of the time by the Dementors, and among the old group of Death Eaters, only those with the deepest knowledge of dark magic are still few. Much sanity.

Bella is one of the few Death Eaters, so she succeeded in becoming the first Death Eaters in prison who knew that Umbridge had been arrested.

But after seeing the report, her face became distorted, and her magic power rioted. This unusual scene made the strikers quickly start to summon dementors.

But even if the dementor came over, Bella's eyes still gave people the feeling that she would kill soon.

The batters in charge of the temptation made the dementors take charge of the past torture while retreating to their dedicated lounge to write reports.

"Write truthfully..."

"The Dementor didn't even want to hurt that Bella much... and her reaction was too strong..."

The unlearned hitter described the facts he saw—if his professor or he himself were more responsible, he would remember that after becoming a black wizard, although he could no longer use the patron saint curse, he gained immunity to dementia Blame most of the ability to influence.

No way—this part is the original Defence Against the Dark Arts course...

The report was quickly delivered to Fudge—the last guess that Umbridge was a Death Eater was established almost instantly.

Umbridge favored some Death Eaters by influencing Dementors in Azkaban...