Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 623 Umbridge Wants to Take the Crime and Make Merit
The sound of Umbridge's footsteps was very characteristic, heavy but delicate, so Fisher didn't need to distinguish carefully at all, he could easily hear it.

After receiving Fisch's warning, Harry and Ron immediately put on the invisibility cloak and hid in the corner of the room.

"Hagrid, hide our cups!"

Hermione confessed, then turned into a little black cat, jumped to the top of the cabinet and hid.

Only Fish was still sitting on the chair, helping Hagrid put away the extra cups.

"Who is Umbridge?" Hagrid asked suspiciously as he put the cup back in the cupboard.

He had been busy with the giant's affairs during this time, so he didn't have time to read newspapers at all, so he naturally didn't know about Umbridge, who had already made a name for himself in the wizarding world.

"She is this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor..." Fish replied, "She is also a bad guy sent by the Ministry of Magic to make trouble."

"Fudge's people?" Hagrid frowned.

Just when he was about to ask Phaedo a little more about Umbridge, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Through the window next to the door, a squat figure could be seen swaying on the thin curtains.

Hagrid walked over and opened the door.

Professor Umbridge stood in the doorway, wearing her green tweed cloak and a hat with flaps of the same colour.Not as high as Hagrid's belly button, she pouted and leaned back so she could see Hagrid's face.

"So," she said slowly and loudly, as if addressing a deaf man, "you're Hagrid, aren't you?"

Before Hagrid could answer, she walked into the room, and then saw Fish sitting at the table...

And the pastries that were taken from her on the table - Fish had brought them out on purpose when he knew Umbridge was coming.

Umbridge's expression froze for a moment, but soon she smiled again and said, "You're here, Mr. McGonagall."

"Good evening meow."

(ΦωΦ)

Fish raised his hand to greet her, then took a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth.

The corners of Umbridge's mouth twitched slightly. The scene in front of her reminded her of the autistic encounter this morning.

"Sorry..." Hagrid spoke from the side at this time, "If I admit my mistake, didn't you go with Fudge?"

Hagrid recognized Umbridge after seeing Umbridge in person.

After all, Umbridge is very recognizable, whether it's her dressing style or her appearance. Hagrid just didn't know her name before.

"Yes, my name is Dolores Umbridge, and I am the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister..."

When she said this, she gritted her teeth bitterly.In fact, because of Fisher's Dark Mark, her "Senior Deputy Minister" already had a "temporary generation" in front of her.

And if Umbridge fails to obtain any valuable information from Hogwarts in the end, her "interim" will be canceled together with the "Senior Deputy Minister", and only Azkaban is waiting for her .

That's why she frantically used Veritaserum on Fish under Dumbledore's nose, and rushed over immediately after hearing that Hagrid was back.

Umbridge began to pace the room, paying attention to every detail, from the knapsack by the wall to the black traveling cloak draped there.

Seeing that she was about to reach the corner where Harry and Ron were hiding, Hagrid asked again, "Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic? Then why did you come to me?"

"Because I'm still the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts..." Umbridge turned around and said.

And Harry and Ron took the opportunity to move secretly and hide in the corner she had already checked.

"You are very brave," Hagrid continued to draw Umbridge's attention, but also said sincerely: "Not many people are willing to teach this now..."

"...and Hogwarts Senior Inquisitor." Umbridge didn't seem to hear him.

"What's that?" Hagrid asked, frowning.

"This is a new measure introduced by Minister Fudge in order to control the decline in Hogwarts' education level. The minister is determined to eliminate unqualified teachers." Umbridge explained with a smile: "As a senior investigator, I have an unfortunate but The necessary task is to investigate what other teachers are teaching to make sure they are all up to standard."

"You want to investigate us?" Hagrid immediately showed displeasure on his face, and he said in a low voice, "The professors at Hogwarts are all good! The Ministry of Magic should trust Dumbledore."

There was a hint of disdain in Umbridge's smile, and she didn't argue with Hagrid.Because before coming here, she already knew that Hagrid was Dumbledore's loyal loyalist.

And even if Hagrid chooses to get close to the Ministry of Magic, his giant blood will inevitably cause Umbridge's hostility, and she will definitely try to find trouble for Hagrid when the time comes.

"Is it just you and Mr. McGonagall here?" Umbridge continued to walk around the room and asked.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"There are two pairs of footprints in the snow, leading from the castle gate to your hut." Umbridge said tactfully, and turned his head to stare at Hagrid.

"Oh, I just got back," said Hagrid, waving a big hand at the knapsack. "Maybe someone's been here and I haven't seen it."

"There were no leaving footprints at the door of your cottage."

"This... I don't know..." Hagrid pulled his beard nervously, and then glanced towards the corner where Harry and the two were standing for help, "Uh..."

His movement caught Umbridge's eyes, and Umbridge immediately ran to the corner he was looking at and searched carefully.

It's just that Harry and Ron had already quietly changed places at this time, but they weren't too far away.

Just then, a little black cat jumped off the top of the cabinet, fell to the ground and became a little witch.

"The other pair of footprints are mine, Professor," said Hermione, and sat back beside Fish.

"Miss Granger." Umbridge narrowed her eyes and looked at Hermione and Fish. Of course, she knew Hermione's identity, and she could use this opportunity to punish Hermione, but it didn't make much sense.

If Umbridge was still interested in torturing Hermione to satisfy her morbid hobby before being attacked, but now the more important thing is to obtain valuable information, she naturally has no such thoughts.

And for some reason, although Hermione's explanation was sufficient, she always felt that things were not that simple.

So Umbridge continued to inspect Hagrid's room carefully.She stooped to look under the bed; she opened Hagrid's cupboard; she walked within two inches of Harry and the others...

After carefully inspecting the cauldron Hagrid used for cooking, Umbridge had no choice but to give up.

"Where have you been?" Umbridge asked, staring coldly at Hagrid.

"Where am I going...?"

"Yes, it's been more than two months since school started, and your class has been taken by another teacher. My colleagues don't even know where you are going. You didn't leave your address. Where did you go?"

There was a moment of silence, Hagrid stared at her stupidly, his brain running crazily.

"Hagrid's off to get Fish this meow!"

(ΦωΦ)

Maomao lifted the dragon meat on the table and explained for Hagrid.

"Ah! Yes!" Hagrid followed Maomao's words, "Fisch was curious about what dragon meat tasted like, so I went and got him a piece!"

"Two months for a piece of meat?" Umbridge looked at him mockingly.

"Actually, I'm mainly going to recuperate." After the beginning, Hagrid's brain suddenly became clearer. "The dragon meat is just a gift for Fish by the way."

"Healing." Umbridge nodded noncommittally. After a moment of pause, she suddenly asked, "Alpine scenery?"

"Mountain?" Hagrid's face changed slightly.

However, his bushy beard provided excellent cover, so Umbridge didn't see it.

"No, it's the south of France. I have a good relationship with Ms. Maxime of Beauxbatons." Hagrid replied after reacting.

Umbridge looked at him coldly, and Hagrid looked at her innocently.

"Okay." Once again failing to make any progress, Umbridge scanned the room again unwillingly, and finally turned her gaze back to Hagrid, "Of course I will report to the minister that you are back so late of."

Umbridge tugged the purse into the crook of his arm, turned sharply, and headed for the door.

"Yes." Hagrid nodded.

"I dare say we'll see each other again soon. Good night, Hagrid, and Mr. McGonagall and Miss Granger."

Umbridge held the doorknob, turned around and gave the three of them a gloomy look, and said softly.

Then, she opened the door and went out, and with a "snap", she closed the door forcefully.

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