Hogwarts Shippuden

Hogwarts Shippuden Chapter 548 Pink-robed pickets, from establishment to premature death

Umbridge was standing next to the bulletin board, staring at every student who passed by with a smile.

She found a piece of parchment that looked exactly like the announcement in her handbag and began to read it aloud.

After a long period of spell-casting and chant like chanting, Umbridge announced loudly that all student organizations, associations, teams and clubs will be disbanded starting today.

Simply put, all small groups and small organizations with more than three members must be dissolved.

That includes the Quidditch team.

No small group can be formed without the approval of the so-called senior Hogwarts investigator, Pink Toad, and they will be fired immediately upon discovery.

Of course, the students just thought Umbridge was talking bullshit.

Does Umbridge have the power to expel students from Hogwarts? She fires one for a try, and you see if Dumbledore ignores her.

And now many students at Hogwarts have moved their homes to Konoha Village, and they can even walk home on weekends.

Konoha Village is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. Are they still afraid of Umbridge, an outsider dispatched by the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts?

Just kidding?

Whatever the students were supposed to do, Umbridge was completely ignored.

But then, after the students finished their breakfast, they were surprised to find that another notice - "Education Order No. 25" was hung outside the auditorium.

Briefly summarizing the content of this educational order, it is that Umbridge intends to form a picket team to picket illegal affairs at Hogwarts.

What is illegal business?

Translate, that's what Umbridge doesn't like, and it's called illegal affairs.

Umbridge, in the name of the Hogwarts High Inquisitor, gave the members of the picket great powers that went beyond even the normal prefect.

In addition to the normal deductions and bonus points, members of the picket team can also impose confinement penalties on students.

As long as it's "conclusive", that's fine.

What is solid evidence?

If there is no evidence, then forcibly create evidence, do people still need to teach this kind of thing?

Because students who joined the picket team were able to receive a small pink shawl at Umbridge to identify their picket team members.

So the students secretly called this picket the "pink robe picket".

At noon that day, more than a dozen students who had not been able to join G.T.A immediately chose to join Umbridge's pink-robed pickets.

They happily walked out of Umbridge's office with their little pink shawls in hand, and proudly showed off to their classmates around them over lunch.

But their joy did not last long.

In the afternoon class, some sharp-eyed students immediately noticed that those students who joined the pink-robed picket team were "absent from class" at the same time.

In addition to these students who joined the pink robe picket team, even three members of the Xiao organization disappeared.

Twin brothers George and Fred.

And Cedric.

It's all gone, and I don't know where to go.

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At the same time, hundreds of meters below Hogwarts, the former Slytherin's secret room.

In the dark room, apart from a dozen or so slightly nervous breathing sounds, there was only the ticking sound of water dripping from the stone wall and falling on the stone floor.

Cedric's eyes radiated a strange golden light in the darkness, appearing cold-blooded and brutal.

With great interest, he looked at the entire row of picketers who squatted with their heads in front of him.

"I have to say, you are really brave," Cedric held his wand in his right hand and tapped the palm of his left hand gently, "Quite brave."

Pacing around the shivering students crouching in the corner with their heads on their heads, Cedric stuck out his long, forked tongue and washed his face.

"You said, what should we do with you?"

George folded his arms, "Just reward each of them with a Fiery Fire Spell. If you use Avada's life, you will have to work hard to help them deal with the corpses later."

Fred also nodded in agreement.

Hearing the words of the twin brothers, the group of picket members squatting on the ground immediately freaked out.

They had mixed reactions.

Some hugged the thighs of the three fathers in front of them and cried loudly, begging them to let them go.

Others sat there paralyzed, too frightened to speak, a suspicious pool of water stains appeared on the ground beneath them, and there was a faint smell coming out.

Cedric unhappily performed a clean-up on the group of people on the ground, and then used a whirlwind to sweep away all the air that was not circulating in the ground.

Snakes have a much sharper sense of smell than humans.

The stench just now, if he didn't deal with it in time, the twin brother would probably feel sick at most, but he would definitely be stunned by the stench.

At the beginning, it was not unreasonable that Kyle chose to use the dung bomb to deal with Voldemort.

"You two don't scare them," Cedric raised his eyebrows. "Hanging them here with a fuchsia for a day and a night, I feel like it's about the same."

Hearing the first half of Cedric's words, all the pickets present thought they were saved.

But the second half of the Hogwarts Orochimaru's words instantly made the picket team members present feel half-cold.

In the short ten minutes that they were caught in the castle's underground secret room, they had already seen the horror of the secret room-the 20-meter-long basilisk snake in the front half of the secret room was still there.

In addition, they also saw countless skeletons on the road.

And from time to time, there are some "cute" small animals, such as snakes, mice, centipedes, bats and other things crawling through the dark corners.

If they were hanged here for a day and a night...

Then let's welcome Arvada calmly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com may seem a little easier.

Fred cleared his throat, "A day and a night? Seid, you must be a little too cruel, right?"

Fred's words gave the little cuties of the picket a great amnesty.

But the next second, they once again experienced the feeling of ups and downs in life—

"I think it's more appropriate to hang for three days and three nights. Muggles can survive for three days without drinking water, and wizards have magical protection and can live longer."

Fred held his chin, "I think three days should be no big problem for them."

"Makes sense." Cedric raised his wand. "Fuchsia."

One after another, rays of light shot out from the tip of his staff, and in the blink of an eye, they hit the thirteen pink-robed picket warriors squatting in front of him.

A miserable howl sounded in the secret room.

Cedric thought for a while, and then added another mouthpiece to each of them.

Now, the world is finally quiet.

The three of them left the secret room in the basement of the castle talking and laughing. Seeing their appearance, it was obvious that they didn't take the picket team to heart at all.

I don't know if three days later, they will still be able to remember that there are thirteen people hanging from a fuchsia under the castle.

It seems that it is difficult to remember this.

After all, Quidditch team training, and G.T.A rallies took up most of their spare time, and they were too busy. +Bookmark+