94 hp Diagon Alley

As soon as they left, Filch took Harry to see Umbridge in the next second.If Gwen had known about it, she would have reminded Harry not to touch any food in the old hag's office—tea included.

It turns out that Harry Potter is the extraordinary Boy Who Lived not just because of his bravery, but also because of his wit and prudence.Sure enough, Harry was invited by Umbridge to drink tea, but he didn't even touch his lips, and relied on his superior acting skills to fool Umbridge.

In the interim principal's office.

"Mr Potter," said Umbridge, "let me remind you that it was I who almost caught Black in the Gryffindor fire in October. And I now have reason to think he covered Dumbledore, who fled in fear of crime, now, tell me, where are Dumbledore and Black?"

"Don't know," said Harry loudly, "I don't know anything."

Boom!The floor in the office shook again.This time Umbridge just grabbed the table tightly, with a deeply offended angry look on his face.

She watched the door.Harry's cup of tea was still almost full, and he took the opportunity to pour it all into the nearest vase of dried flowers.He heard people running and screaming a few floors below.

"You go back to your lunch, Potter!" Umbridge yelled, raising his wand, and opening the office door cautiously first - she had finally gotten a little memory.

It's just that the corridor outside her office is not a swamp, but an ice surface that can reflect people's shadows.

Umbridge sneered, as if she looked down on this kind of trick, she pinched her throat and coughed twice.Then waved his wand.The pure white ice remained motionless under the effect of magic.

Once, twice, it never disappeared.An impatient Umbridge finally put one foot on the ice, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, the new headmaster in a pink cardigan and low-heeled shoes put the other foot on it.Then it slipped suddenly, and the person fell on his back on the ice.

The first laughter erupted from the chattering crowd in the hallway - Harry could hear Gwen's sharp, deliberate jeer - and then everyone lost their patience, and the laughter echoed through the halls of Hogwarts .

"Enough!" cried Umbridge, on all fours, in a voice so different from her usual sweet little girl's voice.But before the laughter quieted down, there was a crack on the seemingly solid ice surface.In just two seconds, Umbridge, who hadn't fully stood still, fell into the ice hole crushed by himself under the eyes of everyone, and there was a smelly and cold swamp below.

It turned out that Umbridge got himself covered in mud the first afternoon as Headmaster.And running around the school to meet the demands of other teachers.

"Because there are small swamps all over the school." Professor McGonagall reported.

"Of course, I can remove these ice surfaces myself, but I'm not sure if I have the right to do so." Flitwick smiled and closed the classroom door in front of Umbridge's messy face.

"There are countless—allow me to emphasize this—"Snape's icy voice said coldly and viciously in my classroom, "numerous, countless, screaming rubber chickens."

That night, in the Gryffindor common room, Fred and George were heroes.Even Hermione made her way through the excited crowd to congratulate them.

"The marshes are wonderful," she said admiringly.

"Thanks," said George, looking both surprised and delighted, "Gwen added a layer of ice that no one could stand on for a second—and the ice would freeze on its own after a while— What a girl, there are always so many bad ideas. Except, we used up our stock; now we have to start all over again."

"But it's well worth it," said Fred, who was taking orders from rowdy Gryffindor students. "If you want to put your name on the order, Hermione, you can pay five Galleons." Buy a portable swamp, pay ten Galleons for a luxurious slippery swamp."

"And Gwen?" Hermione had to yell loudly to be heard over the noise.

"She went to your room to see Gouzi and Crookshanks." George also yelled back.

Hermione rolled her eyes and retreated from the crowd, sighing and walking back to the girls' dormitory.

Next to Hermione's bed, there is a pile of small blankets and a simple cat bed she knitted with wool.The Crookshanks live there now.Of course, there was also a witch with her head bowed beside her.

"Hi, Gwen. It's so lively downstairs, I have to say that Fred and George are today——Merlin, are you crying?" Hermione threw her heavy schoolbag on the bed, grabbed Gwen's shoulders, and dared not looked at her in trust.

Gwen had been sneaking alone in an empty room, crying over a litter of kittens.Hermione's sudden appearance startled her, causing her to cry and hiccup.

"I... hiccup... no." Gwen said stiffly, and then wiped her face with her sleeve indiscriminately, wiping more and more tears.

Hermione was at a loss and could only conjure up a handkerchief and hand it to Gwen.

When she finally stopped hiccupping, Gwen leaned back and sat on the rug next to Hermione's bed, with the dog tucked into her lap with rare comfort.

"I'm so scared... I've been with them since school, I can't imagine Hogwarts without George and Fred..." Gwen twitched. "I've been flustered since this semester, and now they're going to drop out early—" Gwen sobbed again when she got excited.

Hermione, who was always smart, didn't know what to say at this time, so she also slid on the carpet, gently put her arms around Gwen's shoulders, and dried her handkerchief with magic over and over again without saying a word.

After weeping the seventh handkerchief, Gwen stood up with two walnut-like eyes, and said good night to Hermione as if nothing happened.Then he wobbled back to his dormitory.

Since then, Gwen and George seem to have a vindictive mindset, trying to spend all their time on dates, and on the way to them.Gwen even skipped the crash flight training that Angelina had arranged for her, so Fred had to hunt down his brother and the culprit himself with drooping eyebrows.

George seemed to know what was bothering Gwen, and he wanted to talk to Gwen once.

"Don't say anything, George." Gwen rejected the conversation with her silver eyes that were tender and sad. "When your girlfriend is still willing to support all your decisions, don't say anything. Just accept her kindness."

George can only physically accompany Gwen, and the two maintain a subtle tacit understanding and silence.

Until the Easter holiday was over, Ginny couldn't bear it one day and interrupted their inseparable dating time.

"Listen to me, Harry needs help." The red-haired witch looked more serious than ever, and then held the two of them down and began to tell them the bad news with difficulty.

"You said Umbridge confiscated the double-sided mirror and retractable ears?" Gwen's voice almost burst through the ceiling.Fortunately, they are in an empty classroom with no one and no portraits.

"Harry said he hadn't been able to contact Sirius for a week, so he sometimes touched the lens." Ginny looked very annoyed, "Probably once, he was caught by Malfoy—or the investigative operations team Others inside found out, they reported to Umbridge, and Harry said she had taken the stretch ears and the double-way mirror."

Gwen was on pins and needles. "What if Sirius suddenly looks for Harry? What if she knows that Feng—" She covered her mouth suddenly.

"The only good news is that she never figured out how to use these two things." Ginny tried to comfort herself, "She's not that smart, is she? Harry said she almost poured him with the teapot up to her mouth, but Nothing was asked."

Gwen shook her head pessimistically. This feeling of waiting for the enemy to find out at any time made people scratch their heads. She felt that their lives were hanging by a thread at this moment.But a small DA can make Fudge force Dumbledore away. If they find the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, I am afraid that the members will be imprisoned in Azkaban before the Death Eaters.

Fred, who fell from the sky, seemed to have his own halo, "Let's go, let's save Harry."

"Where is he?" Gwen asked Ginny.

The little witch shook her head, "Just now we were kicked out by Madam Pince for eating chocolate in the library, and now he and my silly brother—"

"Hey—" "Don't count us—" the twins dissatisfied.

"—with one of my silly brothers," said Ginny, raising her eyebrows.

Gwen really wanted to taste carefully, why did Harry and Ginny eat chocolate in the library, and talked about such an important thing.But the fear of Umbridge's potential behavior kept her from gossiping.

Fortunately, the twins who were familiar with the terrain soon saw Harry, Ron and Hermione in a small hidden classroom.

"Hey." Fred and George walked up to them. "Ginny talked to us about you," said Fred, spreading his legs across the table in front of them, knocking several Ministry pamphlets on careers on the floor. "She said you The small props were confiscated?"

"What?" Hermione squealed, trying to pick up Succeeding in the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters when one hand froze half way out.

"Yeah," said Harry, trying to keep his tone casual. "Yeah, I was just about to tell you—"

"You just passed the handle directly into her hands." Hermione said and straightened up to look