[HP] Five Poisons

He ran up to the fifth floor in one breath, pushed the door into the room, closed the door, and cast two forbidden spells to prevent anyone from pushing the door in.

Clear out a large space in the middle of the room and prepare to boil medicine.

Originally those messy emotions, after touching the hard-to-get materials with my fingertips, my heart slowly calmed down, and I ground the red scales into powder in an orderly manner, and waited until these fine ones could no longer be removed. After pouring the fine powder into an empty porcelain bottle, Chi Mo has completely calmed down, and only concentrates on every movement of his hands, striving for perfection.

On the other end, Harry and the others finally arrived at the Ministry of Magic, but they didn't see many people in the hall downstairs. Hermione frowned. "They probably didn't leave so quickly, maybe they went somewhere." From the time they left the school to now, it took no more than two hours at most, and with such a commotion in the morning, it was impossible for these parents to let it go so easily.

Harry, who agreed with Hermione, looked around quickly, wondering if he could ask someone.

Ron's sharp eyes turned his head and saw Arthur Weasley and a man in purple rushing towards a certain passage. Seeing that the elevator they were riding was about to close up, he hurriedly pulled two companions away. rushed over.

The three of them huddled together and rushed in a second before the iron gate closed, almost throwing Arthur Weasley to the ground.Fortunately, the three of them were all wearing cloaks to cover themselves tightly. Arthur Weasley didn't realize for a moment that the guy who almost broke his front teeth was his youngest son. This meeting was full of thoughts, and he didn't pay attention to the choked apology to the three people. He waved his hands casually, and whispered to Kingsley beside him about the hearing for a while.

With their backs facing the two adult wizards, the three of Harry huddled in a corner, listening with their ears pricked up.Hearing Arthur and the others mention the hearing, the three looked at each other and nodded at the same time, probably it was Umbridge's hearing.

This time Umbridge has completely aroused public outrage, and she will definitely not be able to escape. I just don’t know what punishment the Ministry of Magic will impose on her. Privately, Harry really hopes to imprison that woman in Azkaban , Let her also taste the taste of intimate contact with dementors.

Hermione listened for a while, whispered. "Why no Fudge?"

"After all, he's the Minister of Magic, and he's a bit bigger than that toad and that shit deputy minister. How he can solve this matter will probably come later." Ron explained disapprovingly. Of course, in order to prevent his father from finding out, The sound was as low as a mosquito's, and Harry could barely hear it until he put his ear to Ron's mouth.

Harry was silent for a while, "It would be great if he could step down." He has been in the wizarding world for five years, and he has never heard of Fudge making any outstanding achievements. A stumbling block or something.

"Ding--"

Arthur and the others rushed out as soon as the iron gate opened, and the three of Harry hurriedly followed. Harry came here once during the summer vacation, and he still had some impressions of this floor, following Arthur and the others. After entering a certain gate, I saw some familiar faces.

Most of the members of the Wizengamot belonged to the group that juried Harry during the summer vacation. At that time, Umbridge was also among these people. He tried every means to expel himself from Hogwarts, but unfortunately, he failed. succeed.Thinking of this, Harry glanced towards the middle of the room, and was placed on the chair in the middle of the room, and Umbridge was sitting on it, but Harry was different at that time, she would be firmly tied to the chair. The one on the chair, I haven't seen her in just two weeks, but Umbridge seems to be a different person, no longer making noise like before, emphasizing her own existence all the time, wishing that everyone would kneel at her feet and obey her dispatch.

In the past, Umri liked to wear pink and bright pink that was extremely disproportionate to her age. No matter who looked at her, she could feel the strong desire for power emanating from her. She was a woman with a strong desire for revenge. Another bad-hearted lunatic.

And the one in front of her seemed to have faded from the unsuitable pink to gray-black. She looked at it suddenly and thought it was a gray background—her whole body had become lifeless. Eyes full of calculation and cunning were dimmed, and her face was gray. If not for the slight rise and fall of her chest, Harry would have suspected that Umbridge was dead.

Hermione and Ron, who followed Harry's line of sight, also found Umbridge, who was completely different, and their eyes widened in surprise.

"Who did it?" Ron stared at the shadows dumbfounded. "It looked normal in the newspaper in the morning. Why did it happen in one night?" Of course, no matter who did it, he Just wanted to say, well done!

Harry shook his head. He didn't even know how Umbridge was captured. Logically speaking, since Umbridge was captured last night, it should be Hogwarts. People who do it, but the professors are not likely to do it; as for the students... it seems unlikely.

The three of them were guessing the truth about Umbridge's misfortune, when the presiding judge knocked on the gavel on the table to signal the beginning of the hearing.

Dumbledore was originally the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, but after Harry's hearing this summer, Fudge, who was full of dissatisfaction, joined several people to give up this position.

As for Umbridge, in terms of status, he was still an in-service professor at Hogwarts. Although Dumbledore came, he refused to take over under the pretext of avoiding suspicion, and just stood aside to watch the fun.

Although they were very happy to see the principal, they thought that they had sneaked out of the school. The three of them couldn't help shrinking back, and listened to the straw-haired witch reading a piece of paper that said to sue Ugly. That frame of Mlich's crime.Not overblown like Rita Skeeter's story, but none of the real ones were left untouched.

Because there were too many contents above, the witch read for nearly 10 minutes before finishing reading the contents of those few sheets of paper.

What's strange is that Umbridge didn't say a word during this period, just lowered his head, his lips opened and closed as if protesting something, but he didn't say anything.

Even when the witch asked her, she didn't look up, she just sat there nervously, her lips moving.

But her silence does not mean that the hearing cannot proceed.Everyone here, including Umbridge himself, probably knows very well that there is no escape.

Regarding the incompetence of the interrogated person, the witch didn't even raise her eyelids, she still let the witnesses speak one by one with that flat, almost rigid voice.

Even though he knew that Umbridge had done nothing good in Hogwarts before he came here, but now he heard the professors of Hogwarts testify one by one that Umbridge did nothing wrong. The school's wanton behavior and arbitrariness made everyone present surprisingly angry-this hearing, considering the emotions of the students' parents, was open.

How could these parents bear it anymore? They rolled up their sleeves and wanted to rush up and kill Umbridge a hundred times a hundred times.

The scene was almost out of control, thanks to the presence of many Aurors, otherwise the entire hall would have been smashed.

Ron was stunned, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with Umbridge.

Umbridge, who was sitting on the chair calmly, suddenly struggled like crazy. If he hadn't been tied up, he would have rolled to the ground by now.

The rope was deeply sunken into her flesh, but she didn't seem to feel the pain, she struggled desperately, her eyes were empty, she couldn't stop mumbling something, and the muddy tears rushed out of the red eyes It flows down, with a sad expression, like a mourning test.

"She seems to see something we can't see." Hermione observed carefully, stared into Umbridge's eyes for a while, and said suddenly. "She's scared. Looking at her, she seems to be very resistant to what she sees." I don't know what I saw, and I became so afraid.

Harry hurriedly stared into Umbridge's eyes when he heard the words, Hermione didn't say he hadn't noticed, she said.Harry was watching, as if that was the case.

And Umbridge's strangeness also did not escape the eyes of others.

The chief interrogator stared into her eyes, and ruthlessly threw out one sharp question after another, but Umbridge turned a deaf ear to it and continued to struggle, hoping to be free and stop the demon in her eyes.

……

After working all day without distraction, Chi Mo, who finally finished his work, carefully poured the light golden potion into the crystal bottle slowly, not daring to take a breath until he filled the bottle with every drop of potion. Take a breath.The whole person fell backward and fell into the soft bed.

Covering his eyes with one arm, he prepared to slow down first, tsk, he has never been so careful in refining medicine when he grows up so big!The string in my mind was always tense, for fear that if I was not careful, something would go wrong.

He just lay there for a few minutes, thought about it, got up again, took out the badge, and went back to the manor.

……

Umbridge finally calmed down, not because Sirius' strength was slack, but because she suddenly stopped struggling, opened her eyes wide, and stared blankly at a certain place, her originally dull eyes seemed even more gloomy at this moment. There is no spirit, there is no light in the eyes, and the high-spirited look of the past is no longer seen.

The whole person slowly collapsed on the chair, with eyes lowered in a numb manner, with a sense of despair that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Seeing Umbridge like this, Harry suddenly couldn't bear it, and was interrupted by Ron just as he was about to speak.

"You won't forget how horrible she was in the past just because she looks pitiful now, will you?" Ron looked at Umbridge in disgust. "She deserves what she is doing now."

Harry shook his head, "I'm not such a virgin, it's just that I feel a little emotional when I see her like this. I really don't know who made her like this."

Ron curled his lips indifferently, "Whoever he is, he helped us a lot anyway."

The straw-haired witch announced the final judgment on Umbridge, and her final destination for the rest of her life was to face the dementors day and night in Azkaban.