Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Watching the students' timid appearances, Umbridge understood that they would definitely not speak up about the club issue.

In this case, if no students took the lead, it would be a complete dream to try to interfere with the management and approval rights of the clubs.

How hateful!

The feeling of being unable to do anything while watching those students mess around in the name of clubs was truly unbearable.

Forget it, forget it, just stay away from everything related to Sebastian, lest these little guys sell me out again out of fear.

Umbridge put on a fake smile again: "Mr. Malfoy, your consideration is indeed very thoughtful. In that case, let's talk about something else."

"Have you heard of the Order of the Phoenix? This is an illegal organization formed by Dumbledore, intending to disrupt the peace of the magical world and overthrow the Ministry of Magic's regime."

"Originally, Minister Fudge didn't care about this matter, but I'm worried that Dumbledore will extend his poisonous hand to the students and then develop reserve members among the students."

"If there are such tumors among the students, then no matter how hard we try, it will be difficult to change the current situation at Hogwarts."

Mentioning the Order of the Phoenix aroused the interest of several students present, and Malfoy immediately spoke up.

"I see. However, apart from the opening banquet, the headmaster doesn't seem to show up at school much. Even if he wants to develop members, he doesn't have time. Professor, aren't you overthinking it?"

"No, Mr. Malfoy, this precisely shows that the problem is already very serious," Umbridge revealed a worried look, "Don't forget Harry Potter, and the Defense Association he created."

"Obviously, Dumbledore has already absorbed Harry Potter and arranged for him to develop his power among the student population."

"Professor, don't worry, we will help you keep an eye on Harry Potter, and we will tell you if we find anything."

Malfoy immediately expressed his position, and then tentatively asked: "Professor, do you have any ideas? Do you want to tell us so that everyone can help you brainstorm."

Malfoy pricked up his ears, wanting to record what methods Umbridge was preparing to use to deal with Harry.

Hehe, with this young master here, don't even think about succeeding in any of your plans against Harry!

However, to Malfoy's surprise, Umbridge waved her hand and said sweetly: "Oh, why would I target students? I just want to have an open and honest chat with Mr. Potter. It would be great if Mr. Potter could take the initiative to confess about the Order of the Phoenix."

"How about this, I think tonight would be very suitable. Mr. Montague, please go and call Harry Potter over. I have too many misunderstandings with him that need to be discussed."

Have a chat?

This confused Malfoy.

What's there to talk about between you and Harry? No matter what, Harry wouldn't reveal any information about the Order of the Phoenix to you, right?

When he saw Umbridge call a house-elf and ask it to prepare cookies, tea, pumpkin juice, and butterbeer, Malfoy was even more confused.

Was this Umbridge a little too naive, fantasizing about making Harry submit with these things?

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he noticed Umbridge take out a small crystal bottle and drip three drops of liquid into each of those drinks.

"Professor," Malfoy pretended to be scared and stammered, "It's not like you're using poison, right? If anything happens to Harry Potter, all of us present will be to blame."

Poison?

The faces of the little wizards present changed drastically. Were the methods of the Ministry of Magic officials so wild?

They even dared to poison Harry Potter?

"Everyone, don't misunderstand. I wouldn't poison Mr. Potter," Umbridge glanced at the crowd whose expressions had changed drastically. "This is Veritaserum. It doesn't cause any harm to the human body. I just want Mr. Potter to tell the truth."

Veritaserum!

A potion that makes you answer whatever is asked after drinking it.

How dare Umbridge?!

Even in the Wizengamot trials, the use of this potion was prohibited, yet she actually used it against a student.

Malfoy's heart sank, and he began to worry about Harry.

Umbridge came up with an attitude of seeking peace, which could easily make people relax their vigilance. What if Harry drank one of the drinks, then...

Damn it, this was too sudden, I have to think of a way.

Just then, the door was knocked, and Malfoy saw Montague walk in with Harry.

Why so fast?

"Mr. Potter, please have a seat quickly," Umbridge warmly greeted Harry. If an uninformed person came, they would only think that this was an extremely amiable professor.

Harry didn't rush to sit down. He glanced at the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and then said expressionlessly.

"Such a big battle, Professor, do you want these students to help you stand up for you and teach me a lesson? To be honest, apart from Malfoy, the others are not good enough."

Hearing this, before Umbridge could speak, Malfoy stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Potter, Professor Umbridge is just kindly inviting you to chat. Don't be ungrateful. If we really want to deal with you, I alone am enough."

Seeing Malfoy come forward, Harry glared at him fiercely, and was about to retort when he felt his Occlumency being attacked.

This is.......

Legilimency?!

Why is Draco attacking me with Legilimency?

Suddenly, Harry saw Malfoy's left index and middle fingers together. This was a dangerous gesture that the three of them had specially set up during the Triwizard Tournament's Black Lake competition to prevent poor signal transmission underwater.

However, after having the Gillyweed, they gave up using gestures to transmit information, so only Malfoy and Cedric knew this gesture.

So... there really is danger, what is Umbridge planning to do?

Harry had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized the meaning of Malfoy using Legilimency.

"Malfoy, don't brag. We've competed so many times, how many times have you won against me?"

At the same time, he also used Legilimency to look into Malfoy's eyes.

Without any hindrance, he saw clearly the thoughts in Malfoy's mind—there is Veritaserum in the drinks!

Good fellow, it was actually Veritaserum, Umbridge really has no bottom line.

Before he could say anything else, a sweet voice interrupted the two's argument.

"Mr. Potter, I don't have any intention of causing you trouble."

She glanced at the surrounding students and smiled softly: "It's my negligence. How about this, Mr. Malfoy, you guys go outside the office and wait for me for a while, let me have a good chat with Mr. Potter."

"No problem," Malfoy nodded, and then said harshly to Harry, "Potter, be respectful to Professor Umbridge, otherwise we can rush in at any time and make you look good."