HP through the autumn

The so-called frustration in love, pride in the workplace.

As an old girl who has been unmarried for many years, Umbridge's position in the Ministry of Magic has been promoted step by step, and she firmly unites with Comrade Fudge, firmly maintains Fudge's authority, and strives to kill all those who oppose Fudge.

Her first target - obviously, is the annoying Dumbledore.

Umbridge was walking down the corridors of the school.

She has become proficient at navigating around frozen corridors.

Come on, Umbridge, you can do it, she told herself.Umbridge was a strong woman, and she lived like a sweet little girl, as evidenced by her belief over the years that she was a young girl.

As she walked, she considered recent developments.

The Slytherin students have a good relationship with her and become her eyeliner all over the school.But recently their dean seemed to have warned them, which made the frequency of these students coming to her to drink tea and chat and make small reports a lot less.

After her investigation, there are several teachers in the school who are completely unqualified to stay here to teach students.She managed to drive that crazy woman Trelawney out, but she didn't expect Dumbledore to bring a horseman out of the Forbidden Forest so soon.Those half-human, half-beast bastards were worse than Trilawney.

And that pushy Potter...she'd been trying to catch him, but he was well hidden.The members of the small gangs around him were not vulnerable either.But she believed that she would be able to reveal the true face of this lying boy and Dumbledore behind him.

Umbridge happily walked into an empty classroom at random and found the disused fireplace.

Because the corridors were frozen wherever she moved, professors at the school urged her not to change offices.In their original words, "We are worried that the whole of Hogwarts will be frozen".Umbridge now travels between the Great Hall and her office only by the fireplace.

In the green flames she reached her office.It was quiet inside, but she still didn't dare to let her guard down.A Niffler had shown up in her office the last time I was back here and nearly bit off her finger, not to mention the barrage of dung and rotten eggs thrown in.Every time she enters and exits the office, she casts a head-soaking spell on herself first.

Thinking of this, she felt even more disgusted with the Weasley brothers who had just flown out of Hogwarts a few days ago.If it weren't for the two of them setting a bad example, the students in the school would not be so eager to compete for the title of the new troublemaker.

When she took full control of the school... Umbridge walked out of the fireplace, fantasizing.Today's office is neat and clean, just like when she left.

A minute after she had the thought, the chandelier slammed to the floor.As if at a signal, everything in the room exploded, and Weasleys shot out from all corners and rushed towards her.

Umbridge once again exploded into a firework in the sky.

Meanwhile, the other Hogwarts students were happily enjoying their weekends.

After speed skating, figure skating, and dog sledding (Hagrid's Fang was stolen into the castle by the Weasley brothers), they added another ice entertainment-ice fishing.

Similar to the Portable Swamp, Fred and George later developed an upgraded version of the Frozen Corridor.The students could clearly see fish swimming around under the ice.

Cho and Laurie sat in front of an ice cave chatting and waiting for the fish to bite.In their vicinity, many students like them gathered in front of an ice cave in twos and threes, which had become the most fashionable party activity in Hogwarts.

Of course, the fish caught will still be put back.The house-elves don't need the students to provide them with food.

The fish under the ice layer will panic when they are first caught, but after a while they find that they will be neither boiled nor fried nor fried.

"Another one." Laurie lifted the rod proudly.The fish on the hook was fat and big, staring at the dead fish eyes quietly hanging on the hook, if its gills were not rising and falling, Qiu would have thought it was a dead fish.

"It looks so delicious." Qiu sighed, "It must be delicious if it is braised in soy sauce."

The fish pretending to be dead heard this and began to thrash vigorously, throwing water on the faces of the two of them.Laurie hurriedly threw it back into the ice hole.

After a while, Qiu's hook was bitten.She hastily pulled the fish up with the line, and met a pair of familiar dead fish eyes.

Qiu and Laurie: "Why is it again?"

The fat fish continued to play dead on the hook and remained motionless.Cho threw it back into the water again.

After a while, Laurie's fishing rod began to sink again. She pulled it up, and a fat fish was pulled up.

Fat fish: Hello, beauty, we meet again.

Laurie tossed the fat fish, which was always biting the bait, into the bucket and started ice fishing again.

When the hook sank below the surface again, she became excited: "This time it must not be the same fish as last time."

Following the fishing line to the surface was a tortoise that looked very old.

"Don't the tortoises hibernate?" Qiu looked at the ice around him, and then at the tortoise that was biting the fishhook tightly.

"I don't know, but it's actually summer, isn't it?" Laurie was busy reeling in, and she had never caught a turtle before. "What the hell did Fred and George put down there?"

"Anyway, there must be no Kabbah and Grindylow." Qiu said, "They wanted to get these very much. Fred even tried to steal a mermaid or a giant squid from the Black Lake, but they failed."

"The turtle won't let go of its mouth." Laurie shook the rod, trying to pull the hook out of the turtle's mouth.

Cho took out her wand to help, when the turtle let go suddenly and fell right into Laurie's bucket, startling the fat, idle fish.

The two of them confronted each other for a while, each occupying half of the barrel, watching each other warily.

Cho and Laurie played with the turtle and the fat fish with their hooks and began to chat about other topics.

"Sed finally told me a few days ago what he's been doing mysteriously during this time," Laurie sighed. "He joined the Order of the Phoenix."

Cho: "Didn't he always want to work for the Ministry of Magic? Just like his dad?"

Laurie: "Because of Umbridge, he felt that maybe in a few years, it would be better to wait until it was all over before entering the Ministry of Magic. Now he wants to contribute to the peace of the wizarding world."

Qiu: "As expected of Cedric. He is a veritable warrior."

At this time, because the fat fish was impatient with their teasing, and more importantly, there was no bait on the hook, it suddenly patted the water surface with its tail in dissatisfaction, splashing a large splash of water, and watering the turtle's head and face.

The tortoise stretched its neck out of its shell and began trying to bite the fish's tail, splashing all over with passion.The turtle was busy biting the fish's tail, and the fish desperately used its tail to whip the turtle's head.

Laurie: "How is Harry? He is very talented in teaching students Defense Against the Dark Arts. Maybe he can become a professor at Hogwarts in the future."

Cho: "Unless Snape retires and leaves school. The two of them..."

Laurie understood.

A burst of applause and cheers erupted from the crowd not far away, and a student caught a fiery red lobster with a fishing net.

Qiu and Laurie looked at the big lobster in shock.

Qiu: "Although I suggested that they put more creatures of different types..."

Laurie: "But lobsters are too exaggerated. Can they really live under the ice?"

Fishing students surrounded the lobster, watching it vigorously waving its pincers with curiosity.

Fighting fish and turtles in the bucket drew their attention back, and Laurie kindly dumped them back into the ice hole.

Fat fish: Dead turtle, if you have the ability, continue to fight me?

Turtle: Afraid of you?

On such a leisurely day, Harry was suffering a double torment.

The looming OWLs have left a Year [-] student miserable with so much homework to write into next year that the due date is next week.

If there's anything more tragic than not finishing your homework, it's doing it with a loving couple.

Harry had to be thankful that Ron and Hermione were still very shy at the moment, except for the occasional eye contact and the conversation with Ron asking Hermione questions, the two of them went about their business in silence.

"How's your latest scar?" Hermione asked, looking up from the thick stack of parchment.

Harry: "It's fine."

In fact, his scar has started to hurt faintly again recently, and he occasionally dreams about the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic at night.However, once Harry realized this situation, he continued to practice Occlumency assiduously, emptying his mind.He never entered that mysterious room again.

"I really want to go fishing," Ron lamented, "except for the fifth and seventh graders. Everyone else went fishing. Lee Jordan also said that there was a fishing competition recently to see who could catch the most fish." Weird creatures. Katie caught a jellyfish, Ginny caught a starfish, and Luna caught kelp and nori!"

"But you have to study for the exam," said Hermione. "There's only one month left!"

Ron nodded limply to show he understood.

The author has something to say:

It's such a bliss to use your imagination... this article is full of my fantasies about the wizarding world

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