if i am not me

"Okay, that's all for today's class. In the next class, everyone will hand in a report on the Vanishing Curse." McGonagall finished the last sentence of this class with a somewhat cold tone, and sat at the back of the classroom without looking Umbridge, who was scribbling furiously with a clipboard, packed up his things and left the Transfiguration classroom.After seeing Mag's attitude, the woman who was left behind finally couldn't help accumulating anger for a whole class, and angrily distorted that toad-like face.

If you want to ask who is the person Umbridge hates the most besides Dumbledore in Hogwarts, then Minerva McGonagall undoubtedly firmly occupies the top position in her inner list.

As the operation unfolded, Umbridge took out a class almost every week to "investigate" McGonagall's Transfiguration class. Although this is not the most special among many professors, it is indeed intriguing.But even at this point, the woman's mouth was still as hard as the skin of a troll, and she couldn't pry out a little bit of what she wanted.

Even if it's a slip of the tongue...

Thinking of this, she poked the quill in Umbridge's hand hard into the parchment, making an ugly crack.

McGonagall.

If it weren't for the fact that she was the only known Dumbledore's confidant in Hogwarts, in this situation where she couldn't directly control Dumbledore, she would never fall back and choose to monitor her.If possible, Umbridge is really happy to have more and further communication and exchanges with other people.

Unfortunately, judging from the news she got, this woman is the only person who can really get in touch with some confidential events in Hogwarts.

Taking a deep breath, Umbridge adjusted his emotions, estimated the time, and left the Transfiguration teacher to walk towards the cellar.

The next lesson is Potions class. The subject of the investigation, Severus Snape, seems to know no more than Flitwick, and he is also a guy who is not reused by Dumbledore.However, he is really good at teaching potions, a rare master of potions, and he is also very knowledgeable about current affairs.

The only flaw is the negative news more than ten years ago - it was once controlled by Death Eaters...

Uh, it doesn't matter, after all, he is a rare talent.What's more, according to the information she inquired about, his friendship with Potter and his group is very bad, especially with Black...

worth fighting for.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, thinking that he could bring such a supporter to the minister, Umbridge finally showed his first sincere smile today.The enemy's enemy is naturally one's friend.

... Although this "friend" is gloomy and cunning.

When the corner of his eyes could no longer see the chunky figure of Umbridge sitting in the corner, Professor McGonagall, who was already very serious in the eyes of the students, turned cold and strode towards the Go to the lounge opened by the professors.

Umbridge actually stared at her without hesitation!

Well, in fact, this is something that has been expected a long time ago, otherwise it would be a waste of the hands and feet that Sirius and the others have done for this.It's just that she didn't expect that woman's cover-up skills to be so...unsatisfactory.Of course, if it was someone else, she might not be able to see her intentions.But the problem is that McGonagall knows exactly what this woman wants, so Umbridge's behavior makes McGonagall very embarrassed. She can only use seriousness, disgust and other emotions to pretend that she doesn't know what Umbridge wants to do. thing.

Sighing, McGonagall tightly held the teaching aids in his hands—be patient, at least the benefits of stumbling Umbridge at Hogwarts are fully visible.

James and Sirius have now basically taken over most of the rights of the Ministry of Magic, and more than 80.00% of the people who support them overtly and secretly support them. It can be said that they are almost eclipsing Fudge.In addition, Remus's research has entered the final critical stage, and if nothing happens, results will be achieved within three months.At that time, most of the werewolf forces will firmly stand on their side. After all, few werewolves can escape the temptation to become adults again...

This idea is obviously very pleasing, because the lines of Mag's tense face suddenly softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Who would have imagined that the boy who had a mild personality but a little low self-esteem at the beginning would be able to achieve such dazzling achievements in the field of studying chamaejasma like a genius.Of course, this would not have been possible without the help of his friends - the protection of James and Sirius and the advice of Severus on potions are the basis of his success, but without his own tireless efforts over the years, all of this would have been impossible. All in vain.

And now, he is only one step away from success.If the potion research is successful, then his achievement is enough for him to win the Medal of Merlin—you know, that is a greater invention than Wolfsbane potion.

It's just that compared to these good news, the messages from Hagrid and Madam Maxime are a bit worrying and hasty.

It has been nearly four months since Hagrid went to contact the giant tribe, and although he successfully found a few giant tribes during this time, the only one he really contacted was the one from his mother's line—— Or because his younger brother was in that tribe.

But at this time, Mrs. Maxim in Europe got some bad rumors... The Death Eaters have just started to be active, and someone has already hooked up with the giant in Northern Europe?

At this moment, Mag happened to be walking through the corridor, and the cold December wind whizzed past, making her shiver suddenly.Pulling up her skirt, her footsteps did not stop for a moment.

Although the exact location is still unknown, it has been confirmed that "that person" is in London. "He" didn't seem to have made any big moves at the moment, but the frequency of summoning Death Eaters became more and more urgent, and together with that, the original subordinates of "him" were no longer peaceful.

Today in Azkaban, another Death Eater was imprisoned and caused a lot of trouble due to his extreme violent emotions. Although he was forced to suppress it by the dementor guards in the end, the situation in the prison was still not at ease.

In the past month, such emergencies have occurred frequently in Azkaban. Faced with this situation, Sirius repeatedly proposed to strengthen the guards, but was always suppressed by Fudge with an absolutely strong posture. .

The Minister of Magic has the absolute right to speak on this matter, and it has to be said that this is their biggest regret at present.

It would be great if there were undercover agents... Unfortunately, the two candidates who were originally scheduled to be the best cannot be activated now.

The No. 1 choice is of course the Death Eater who gave them the most headaches—Lucius Malfoy.Since he first came into contact with the Order of the Phoenix, this idea has been swirling in their minds.After all, he used to be the general of the Dark Lord. Even if he evaded the sanctions with various excuses and still thrived, this man's tact and quick wit should not be underestimated.

However, as their understanding deepened, they found that this plan seemed unfeasible.Because of Malfoy's defection, and also because at a time when many Death Eaters had already taken action, Malfoy failed to get even a single bit of information from his "master".

This shows what?

This shows... the Dark Lord no longer trusts Malfoy, and by the way, even the Crabbe and Goyle families who have made friends with Malfoy are on the edge.

Excluding Malfoy, the only one left was Severus.But in this large-scale summoning, he also failed to win the "favor" of the Dark Lord, besides...

"Professor McGonagall."

"Professor McGonagall."

"...Professor McGonagall."

……

The chirping voices of the students brought McGonagall back to her deep thinking. It turned out that she happened to meet a group of fifth graders who had just finished class.Nodding her head, she didn't stay longer because of this, and the students left with a smile when they saw this. After all, no one would want to chat with a serious professor in a cold corridor.

"...I think we can go to Harry and Draco, they both have excellent results in Defense Against the Dark Arts." Just as McGonagall just turned a corner, she heard a familiar female voice mention the two familiar name.Taking a closer look, it was a Gryffindor who spoke.Curly hair, piercing eyes - it was Hermione Granger in fifth grade.

Apparently she and her friends had something to talk about, so instead of following the general trend, she chose a path that was absolutely secluded.

It's a pity, the idea is very good, but it is obviously not mature enough!

We must know that sometimes, the crowd is actually the best cover.Look now, she can hear their conversation clearly.

"But Hermione, will they agree?" Neville wrinkled his round face with uncertainty.Harry and Draco's Defense Against the Dark Arts is undoubtedly very good, but will they grant their request?That can be regarded as a violation of school rules!

Cough... But it seems that those two people never pay attention to school rules.

"You have to try it to know." Ron stroked his hair that was blown by the wind and blocked his eyes, and smiled. "I think they will be very interested. DA, what a name!"

Hearing Ron's words, Hermione raised her eyebrows confidently, "Yeah, how do you know if you haven't tried it. Ron, Harry and the others only have two classes this afternoon. Send them a letter later, and we will ...wait for them at the library."

"Okay, I can't wait! God knows I've been sick of reading for the past few months, but I didn't learn anything I wanted to learn."

"It's rare, you actually have such a thirst for knowledge..." Neville couldn't help laughing when he heard this, Umbridge was also considered a miracle to make Ron so eager to learn.

"Who?" Suddenly, Ron's face changed, and he looked behind him suddenly, which shocked the two people around him.

Hermione followed Ron and turned around to look, the corridor was empty except for a few pairs of armor, "What... what's wrong?"

Ron was also surprised. After scanning the corridor carefully, he rubbed his head and muttered, "No... Maybe I made a mistake." Strange, he clearly felt that someone...

"Oh, don't scare us..."

"Really..."

The footsteps became farther and farther away, until the human voice could no longer be heard, and the cat slowly walked out from a blind spot behind a pair of armor.

DA...

A gleam of light flashed in the big cat pupils.

The author has something to say: A few days ago, my eyes were suddenly swollen and I couldn’t open them. I couldn’t look at the computer, so I didn’t have time to inform you. I’m really sorry.

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