HP Magic Biography

Snape stared at Harry. His expression is puzzling. Harry couldn't tell if he understood, but he didn't dare to make it clearer in front of this woman.

I have no idea. said Snape coldly. Potter, if you want to mess with me, I'll give you a caterpillar job. Also, clack your hands looser. In the library, you've applied for a job, and I'm afraid I have to give you some references to remind you that it's going to be a lot of tedious paper work.

I have to remind you, Severus... Tafel didn't seem to mind, You should be clear about how to choose, to help...

Don't bother you, Krasis, if you have time, I think you should come and sit with me, or I can help you prepare some potions you need.

Snape turned and went out, then, without looking at them, slammed the door with his back turned, leaving Harry in even greater confusion than before: Snape was his last hope. Especially when Hermione was skeptical of what he said.

She seemed to feel the same as he stood facing Tarfel; her chest heaved with anger and frustration.

Very well, she said, drawing her wand Very well, I have no choice, this is an out-of-school incident, this is a Ministry security incident, yes, yes. She seemed to be talking to herself. She stared at Harry, panting heavily, smacking her wand into her free hand every now and then.

When he saw her like this, Harry felt how powerless he was without his wand.

You made me, Potter. I didn't want to, Tarfel said, shifting uncomfortably on the ground, but there are circumstances where it's justified. I'm sure the Ministry will understand, I am There is no choice.

There was a wistful look on Malfoy's face, and he stared at her intently.

The Cruciatus Curse should make you speak. Tafel said quietly.

No! Ginny screamed, That's against the law!

But Tarfel ignored it. Harry had never seen such disgust, longing and excitement on her face before.

She raised her wand. The minister won't let you break the law, Professor Tafel! Ginny shouted loudly.

Connelly won't know about this. Tarfel said lightly, not caring at all about what he was about to do, and she was holding her wand slightly panting against the difference in Harry's body. The parts were pointing back and forth in turn, apparently trying to decide where it would do the most damage, like he never knew it was the dementors that Umbridge sent at Potter last summer,

But he's still happy to have the opportunity to fire him, and in fact, Connelly's willing to take it even in the dark...

It's Umbridge! Harry gasped. So, you're involved too, and you're following me?

Oh, I think, that old woman still can't move those dementors...many of them didn't move. Tarfel said silently, when her wand stopped straight in the direction of Harry's forehead, They all told what you did - doubted you - but I was the only one who did anything about it. But you managed to get away with it, didn't you, Harry? But not today, not now.

She took a deep breath and called out, Crito—

No, you can't do this... Ron yelled, as if trying to break free from the Slytherin behind him, but it was doomed to be futile, and for a moment, the piercing pain made Harry twist violently.

Almost without any resistance, Harry fell directly to the ground, his head collided with the corner of the table, blood dripped from his forehead immediately.

Tell me, Harry, your plan, who you met, where... Tafel said slowly, as if deliberately prolonging the time Harry was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

I don't think you will like this taste. There was a perverted light in Tafur's eyes. Obviously, Tafur was very satisfied with this.

Didn't you see that Harry was speechless in pain! Ron roared angrily, even among the vicious Death Eaters, there would be a short pause when using the Cruciatus Curse to extract a confession He replied, but the woman at the moment didn't seem to want to stop, she was just using magic on her own.

Come on, Potter, if you don't speak clearly, how can I know if you really gave in...

Let go of Harry, old woman... Ginny roared.

Tarfel's face turned one side, and with a flick of the wand, Ginny bent down in pain as if she had been hit by something.

Take them to the dungeon, I will interrogate them one by one later. Tavel said with a gloomy face, letting Harry fall to the ground in pain.

Then professor, if other people...

You should know how to say it, Draco. Tafel said, gently tapping Draco's head with his slender fingers, which made the latter blush in embarrassment, Move your head, Draco, I think Lucius would also find it more in line with your status, Draco.

He's a bug! said Ron.

What are you then? Poop? Tarfel said. Fiery red. It's disgusting. Looks like the Weasleys have always been terrible in some ways, at least when it comes to coloring.

There was a burst of harmonious smiles in the room. Obviously, all the Slytherins present were very satisfied with Tafel's ridicule.

Weasleys are a disgrace to pure-blooded nobles. This view has been confirmed no matter in this generation or in the previous generation. What's more, the Weasleys are accompanied by a lunatic and an egomaniac.

Okay, ladies and gentlemen, please put these people in the dungeon for me. If possible, you can also assign some people to help me keep them. These people belong to Harry Potter. Friends, the Ministry of Magic will not let them go easily, and naturally, the Ministry of Magic will not lose the rewards that belong to you.

Apparently, everyone present took advantage of Taver's promise, Ron was still struggling, and Neville, while Luna followed them out with a calm face.

There is no difference between Luna in the dungeon and Taver here. If possible, Luna feels more comfortable in the dungeon. At least no one will grab her two wrists tightly. Feeling bad for Luna.