HP Magic Biography

Second floor, Department of Law Enforcement, including the Department of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, Auror Command, and the Wizengamot Management Agency. The ethereal and non-textured female voice said, and the elevator jolted uncontrollably.

I think the two of us are leaving... Fan Lin pushed Ron, and Ron didn't seem to understand what he needed to do.

Good luck...I mean, see you later... Harry said awkwardly, because he saw someone coming, and unfortunately, he recognized this person.

Dorelos Jane Umbridge... a woman who could always hook up with Neville's toad.

This is Executive Director, Nader, what are you going to do?

Just as Fan Lin and Ron were walking out, Umbridge shouted.

In an instant, Ron was about to agree, Nader... Ronald...the two are very close, aren't they?

I'm going... Ron turned around, and Umbridge looked at him in surprise.

Immediately, Fan Lin realized that Umbridge was calling him, and he quickly stabbed Ron.

I mean, Ronald... Nader needs a little help, Alex's office is leaking, I think I need to...

But I didn't ask you, Katemore! Umbridge said, looking at Ron dangerously. Of course, it might just be that Ron felt dangerous.

However, the place is really bad. I hope you two can fix him as soon as possible. Minister Alex is very busy.

Oh, of course...Umbridge...Minister! Van Lin excused.

Don't call me that, said Umbridge gravely, but with a broad smile on his face. They say you're a queer man, but you're very funny when you talk.

Umbridge smiled, and patted Fan Lin's shoulder, If his office is fixed, I think Minister Alex will come to like you.

This is me...it's my job...the minister. Fan Lin quickly responded with a smile.

Umbridge smiled even more happily. She patted the documents on her chest vigorously, and walked towards the elevator with her chest up.

This inexplicably made several people think of Neville, his poor pet toad...

How did you do it... Ron said with a sigh when the people around were all gone, I thought she was calling my name, I almost thought he recognized me.

Of course, if you say a few more words. Fan Lin trembled all over, he coughed twice, and Fan Lin was almost speechless when facing Umbridge before.

In fact, flattering Umbridge?

Compared with this, Fan Lin's usual communication method is simpler and clearer. He talks patiently with friends. As for strangers, especially Umbridge, there are obviously more cases of pointing his wand at each other's nose.

It's simple and convenient, isn't it? If it's useless, what magic does Fan Lin learn?

If you don't obey, just use Legilimency to read. If the operation goes well, the other party won't even be able to find out.

Why did that old toad let us go so easily? Just because of a minister, how do you know she belongs to the minister?

It says so on her breastplate.

Fan Lin said, And she is included in the latest job list of the Ministry of Magic, the deputy director of the Ministry of Magic's Executive Department, but this is not enough to fill her, her appetite is very big.

I remembered, didn't she also serve as the headmaster of Hogwarts for a while?

Of course, that's what she thought. Fan Lin said, and then smiled at the person walking towards him, but the other person seemed to have seen something strange, but was surprised for a moment, and then hurried away .

What happened to them? Ron asked a little puzzled, Because of me?

Maybe there's me... Fan Lin said with some embarrassment, and now he generally understands a little bit, and there is quite an element of winning a lottery in it.

In fact, all the way here, apart from Umbridge and her assistant, Fan Lin and Ron only met one person, and Fan Lin's behavior probably scared the other party.

There was silence all around: there was no bustling crowd, no chatter, no tramp of footsteps. The purple-carpeted corridor was as quiet as if someone had cast a 'shut your ears and listen' spell.

Alex's office must be nearby. Fan Lin roughly judged his location. Relying on his memory, Fan Lin led Ron to continue walking to the depths. Fortunately, after that, the two of them met on the way Encountered no one, save for a warlock frowning and whispering instructions to a quill floating in front of him, which was scribbling on a roll of parchment.

Fan Lin paid attention to the names on each door as he walked. When he turned the corner and walked halfway along another corridor, a large open space appeared in front of him.

There were a dozen witches and wizards sitting behind small rows of desks...the desks were no different from those in a school, although they were slick and free of graffiti.

Fan Lin had to stop and watch them, because the scene was really attractive. All the people danced in unison, twirling their wands, and many colored squares of paper flew in every direction like little pink kites.

After a while, Fan Lin realized that their actions were rhythmic and regular - because the pieces of paper around them all formed the same pattern. After a while, Fan Lin realized that what he saw was the making of a magic manual - those square pieces of paper were the pages of the book, and when they were bound, folded, and enchanted, they were next to each wizard or witch Stacked into neat piles of books. Though they were so absorbed in their work that Harry doubted if anyone walked across the carpet they wouldn't notice.

We have to go there, be careful. Fan Lin knocked on the tops of himself and Ron respectively, and a cold feeling poured down from the top of their heads.

But even so, the two of them kept on tiptoe as much as possible, trying not to make a sound. Of course, taking advantage of their concentrated work, Fan Lin took out a completed manual from a young witch.

The pink cover of the booklet is prominently printed with the title in gold: Mudbloods, and the Danger They Do to Peaceful Pure-Bloods. Beneath the title is a picture of a red rose with a A smirking face, next to a weed with an angry face and a sharp thorn is trying to strangle it. There is no author's name on the manual, but Fan Lin can probably guess who wrote it.

Rita Skeeter could do it, but there is a high probability that it was Umbridge who did it.

Fan Lin carefully put the manual into his pocket, fearing that it would reveal something. Although objects floating in mid-air are very common in the Ministry of Magic, such manuals have never been in the habit of being placed in the aisle.

Then the young witch next to him confirmed his suspicions: Who knows if that old witch will interrogate those Mudbloods all day? she said, waving and twirling her wand.

Hush, said a wizard next to her, looking around nervously; a page from his desk had slipped to the floor.

Why, has she got a pair of magic ears in addition to a magic eye now? The witch looked at a gorgeous mahogany door opposite where they were standing; Fan Lin and Ron also looked at it. When I saw it there, I suddenly became furious. In what should have been a Muggle cat's eye on the front door was now a large, round, slightly bluish eyeball... an event familiar to anyone who has ever seen Alast Moody s things.

For a moment, Fan Lin forgot where he was and what he was supposed to do, regardless of the risk, he strode towards the door to check the eyeball. The thing stood still, motionless, staring straight up. On the metal plaque below it read:

Dolores Umbridge!

Senior Deputy Minister of Magic!

A slightly newer metal plate underneath that read: Chairman of the Half-Blood Wizard Registration Committee.

The Death Eaters valued Umbridge because Umbridge fit them well enough that they believed Umbridge would do well?

Fan Lin looked at the magic eye a little angrily. Now it is turning continuously. Without Moody's control, it has lost the function of seeing through illusions.

I want to tear down this door. Ron's voice came from the side.

Coincidentally, the two of us thought about it together, but Umbridge's office, I don't think we should miss it, right? We still have two hours.

I agree, said Ron. But Alex... you know, I still have to save my wife.

Maybe you can go there first. Fan Lin said quickly, I can take a look here at Umbridge. Alex's office should be at the end of the corridor on the right.

Okay, then be careful yourself. Ron said, and Fan Lin heard Ron's footsteps getting further and further away.

Fan Lin looked back at the wizards who were making the manual: Although they were concentrating on their work, he couldn't guarantee that if the door of an empty office in front of him opened, they wouldn't notice.

Fan Lin reached into his inner pocket and took out a thing with moving legs and rubber ball tentacles—it was the decoy bomb given to him by Brother Fred last year.

Isn't it good to give them some exciting things? At least, that old witch made me feel comfortable. Fan Lin thought to himself, squatting down in the invisible state, and then put the decoy bomb on the ground.

Immediately the little thing ran from between the legs of the group.

Fan Lin put his hand on the doorknob and waited, a moment later, there was a loud noise from the corner, and the young witch accompanied by the billowing, acrid smoke row screamed, scaring her Colleagues also jumped up, looking for the source of the commotion in panicked pink pieces of paper flying all over the sky.

Fan Lin took the opportunity to turn the doorknob to open it, slipped into Umbridge's office, turned around and closed the door.

When Van Lin walked into the office, he almost thought he had turned back time - this office was almost exactly the same as Umbridge's at Hogwarts: lace fabrics, small tablecloths and dried flowers were spread everywhere. The same decorative plates hung on the walls, each depicting a kitten in exaggerated colors and ribbons, playing and playing with disgusting pretentiousness. The table was covered with a tablecloth trimmed with lace. Behind Mad-Eye's magic eye, there is also a retractable device that can see far away, so that Umbridge can monitor the staff outside the door.

Fan Lin leaned in front of the magic eye...they were still surrounded by the decoy explosives.

He twisted the telescope from the door with a jerk, leaving only the hole in the door, and plucked the eye out and put it in his pocket. Then he turned again to face the whole room.

Umbridge's room still made him feel uncomfortable. Van Lin tried to pick out what he needed with his wand, but the things in the room didn't respond at all.

Umbridge is relatively proficient in defensive magic.

Had to, Fan Lin could only walk quickly to the back of her desk and rummaged through drawer after drawer. He found some quills, notebooks, magic tape, and enchanted paper clips coiled like snakes... They bit back Fan Lin's hand; The chest...was covered in richly ornamented lace; but sure enough, it contained nothing useful about changes in the Ministry of Magic, or Umbridge's plans.

Thinking of this, Fan Lin turned his attention to other places.

There was also a filing cabinet behind the desk, and Fan Lin started rummaging in the cabinet instead. Like Filch's filing cabinet at Hogwarts, it was full of folders, each with a sticker with his name on it.

Fan Lin tried his best to find what he needed, but apart from some employees of the Ministry of Magic, Fan Lin's search found nothing. It was not until he turned to the last drawer that he saw something that caught his attention: Mr. Weasley's file.

Fan Lin took out the file and opened it to read.

Arthur Weasley ancestry: Pure, but with unacceptable Muggle tendencies. Known members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Family situation: Wife (pure breed), seven children, the youngest two are currently studying at Hogwarts. NOTE: As confirmed by Ministry of Magic inspectors, their youngest son is now seriously ill at home.

Security situation: under surveillance. All movements are monitored. The number one persona non grata is highly likely to be associated with (lived with the Weasleys)

Number one unwelcome person, Fan Lin muttered in a low voice, putting Mr. Weasley's folder back in its original place and closing the drawer. When he stood up and scanned the office for new possible hiding places, he noticed a poster of Harry on the wall.

The words Number Unpopular Person were prominently printed on Harry's chest, now Fan Lin knew who the Number Unpopular Person was, and he was sure of it.

Harry Potter, the name that has attracted the most attention in the wizarding world for more than a decade, has to admit that even though Van Lin now has a bounty of 500,000 yuan, his position in Voldemort's heart is still far lower than Harry's in case.

Notice that there is also a small pink sticky note on that poster, with a cat drawn on the corner, Umbridge's handwriting!

Fan Lin walked over and smiled, because he saw Umbridge wrote four large characters on it: I will be brought to justice soon.

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