HP Magic Biography

It's very beautiful. Fan Lin nodded.

His performance is definitely beyond his imagination. There is absolutely no problem in terms of talent for these young wizards to be selected by Hogwarts, the top school. It's just that the current environment is too peaceful, which makes everyone There is no motivation to practice.

Bloodline wizards have a respected status in the magic world and are backed by their families. Naturally, there is nothing to worry about. It can be said that most wizards are completely isolated from Muggles.

However, wizards from the Muggle world only need some small means that are tacitly approved by the Ministry of Magic to live well. Of course, this is an idea. Most wizards are still closed and bound by the rules of the Ministry of Magic. with.

But when the turmoil came, it was undeniable that the wizard's potential hadn't disappeared completely in a subtle way, that's how everyone felt about his training.

For example, Neville, he couldn't even use the most basic spell of disarming you before, but now, Fan Lin has been observing, Neville just lacks some self-confidence. In theory, he is more serious than anyone else, maybe just Looks like a little luck.

This made Fan Lin very surprised. Neville always possessed the condition of courage. Perhaps, he just didn't realize that he could break through and become braver.

Compared to Fan Lin's surprise, for Harry, the training was a different experience.

He never thought that one day, like a professor, he could re-teach many people what he had mastered, or what he thought was very basic.

Already so strong?

Harry scratched his head, could he be puffier?

But take a look at Fan Lin, forget it...

Very good! Fan Lin paused, In fact, everyone has made obvious progress. When you first came here, it was very bad, whether you want to admit it or not, but it can be said that you were just a group of people at the beginning. Muggles with some magical powers, even in front of stronger Muggles, except for your body, magic has little effect.

But now, do you think you have changed?

I think I might... have become stronger... Neville was the first to speak, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on Neville, which made Neville look a little nervous.

I mean, I...

Boom!

The door to the Room of Requirement popped open and shut.

Harry looked around to see who had come in, but there was no one there. After a while, before he could react, all the people by the door fell silent.

Then, Fan Lin noticed that someone was tugging on the robe near his knees. He looked down and was startled to see Dobby the house-elf, peering at him from under the eight woolen hats he usually wore.

Oh, hello, Dobby. Fan Lin said with some surprise, What happened to you?

The house-elf opened his eyes wide and was shaking. All the members of Defense Against the Dark Arts moved closer to Fan Lin, and fell silent. Everyone looked at Dobby. The few who managed to summon Warders turned their Warders into a silvery mist that faded away, leaving the room looking even darker than it should have been.

Master Vanlin, said the trembling elf, and Mr. Harry Potter, Dobby is here to warn you, but all the house-elves are warned not to say Yes. He threw his head toward the wall.

Harry had already experienced Dobby's self-punishing behavior, and tried to catch him, but Dobby was only bounced back by the stone wall under the cushion of the eight hats he was wearing.

Hermione and the other girls let out screams of terror and sympathy.

What the hell happened, Dobby? Harry gripped the elf's thin arm tightly, and kept him away from anything he might use to hurt himself.

Don't care about other people's orders, you have to remember, Dobby, I am your master. Fan Lin repeated helplessly, although he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Ah, what a hindrance, she... Dobby punched himself on the nose with his free hand. Harry immediately grabbed his hand, too.

Who is she, Dobby? But Harry knew right away, because there was only one she that could scare Dobby so much. The little elf raised his head speechlessly, and leaned slightly at him.

Umbridge? Harry asked in horror. Dobby nodded, and tried to bump his head into Harry's knee, and Harry grabbed him with his arms outstretched.

What happened to her, Dobby? She didn't find us here and the Defense Against the Dark Arts did she?

Fan Lin got the answer from the elf's frustrated face. Dobby's hand was firmly grasped by Harry, but he tried to kick himself and fell to the ground.

Is she coming here? Harry asked breathlessly. Dobby let out a scream, then slapped his feet hard on the floor. Harry stood up to look at the frightened, motionless people and the elf who was whipping himself.

What are you waiting for? Harry yelled, Let's go! They rushed towards the exit together, scrambling towards the door, and then rushed out.

Fan Lin could hear the sound of them running hard in the corridor, and hoped that they could have judgment and not try to return to their dormitory successfully. It's nine o'clock in ten minutes. If they're taking refuge in the library or the owl house, both of which are closer...

Harry, come on! screamed Hermione, fighting her way through the crowd. Harry picked up Dobby, who was still trying to seriously injure himself, and held him in his arms at the end of the line.

Hey, listen, Dobby - that's an order - go back to the kitchen with the other elves, and if she asks if you came to warn me, tell her no! said Harry, and I forbid you to hurt yourself .”

Harry added, and put Dobby down as he passed the threshold last and slammed the door behind him.

Thank you, Harry Potter Dobby squeaked and ran away. Harry looked around to see that the others were moving so quickly that he could barely catch a glimpse of their hurried backs before they disappeared down the corridor.

Fan Lin slowly hung behind everyone and was discovered by Umbridge. This is not a surprise. It can be said that teaching in Hogwarts, so it is only a matter of time before he is discovered. In fact, Fan Lin should be thankful that Dobby came quickly enough not to block all of them in the Room of Requirement because of the fact that he came one day earlier and came one day later.

Fan Lin wasn't sure if Umbridge had the ability to break into the Room of Requirement, of course, as long as he didn't intervene.

Now Fan Lin is eager to leave here. There is no point in Hogwarts. It can be said that staying here is already a waste of time. For the members, it is definitely a disaster to be discovered.

He followed Harry and started running to the right, and there was a boys' bathroom ahead, and if the two of them got there in time, they could pretend they'd been there the whole time, at least, that's what Harry thought, but ...

Aha something caught Harry's ankle suddenly, sending him crashing to the ground and sliding forward six feet before coming to a stop.

Someone is laughing behind his back. He turned and saw Malfoy hiding in an alcove behind an ugly dragon-shaped vase.

Stumbling hap, Potter, said Malfoy, ha, professor-professor! I caught one, oh no, and a windfall!

Malfoy turned around frantically, Fan Lin had just turned the corner, and he didn't even come back,

Umbridge hurried over from the far corner, panting, with a satisfied smile on his face. It's him! she exclaimed excitedly as soon as she saw Harry on the ground. You're wonderful, Malfoy! Awesome! Oh, well done, Slytherin! Take it away and stand up, Potter!

Harry stood up, looking at the two men in front of him.

In fact, Fan Lin had never seen Umbridge so happy before. It might be counted when Sybil was expelled, but because Dumbledore was there, the effect was not very good, but if he and Harry were caught, it would It was completely different. Everyone knew that Harry belonged to Dumbledore's faction, and Van Lin was even more so. It can be said that this was the most valuable thing Umbridge could gain in school.

However, the appearance of Umbridge here still made Fanlin feel a little relieved, at least there would be nothing wrong with Hermione.

She grabbed both of their arms viciously, and turned to Malfoy with a broad smile.

Look around here to see if you can catch anyone else, Draco, said Umbridge, tell the others to look in the library and see if there's anyone who's out of breath and Check the bathroom by the way, the girls' bathroom will be checked by Miss Parkinson - you can leave now - and you two, she said in her sweetest and most dangerous tone after Malfoy left, Potter , Al, come with me to the principal's office.

So, you guys are already planning to do something? Fan Lin looked at Umbridge and said.

I think you'll like it, won't you? Umbridge let out a smirk that seemed to come out of his throat.

A few minutes later they were in front of the stone monster.

Along the way Harry wondered how many more were caught. He thought of Mrs. Ron-Weasley who would definitely kill him, and how Hermione would feel if she was expelled before she took the Normal Wizarding Test. And it was Seamus' first time at the party, and Neville had always been good in the past.

Sizzling cockroach candy! chants Umbridge, and the stone monster leaps aside, and the wall behind it cracks open, revealing a stone staircase, which they climb up to the rubble. bright front. There was a knocker in the shape of a griffin on the door, but Umbridge didn't care if there was a knock on the door. She grabbed Harry and Fan Lin tightly and broke in directly.

The entire office was full of people, and Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, his slender fingers folded together with a serene expression. Professor McGonagall stood beside him stiffly, with an extremely nervous expression.

Minister of Magic Fudge was walking back and forth in front of the fire on tiptoe, obviously very satisfied with the situation. Kingsley and a man with a serious expression and short hair that Fan Lin had never seen before stood on both sides of the door like a guard; while Percy Weasley, who had freckles on his face and wore glasses, Walking excitedly up and down the wall, he held a quill and a large roll of parchment, apparently ready to take notes.

The portraits of past principals on the wall did not pretend to be dozing off tonight, but were all alert and serious to observe what happened.

When Van Lin and Harry entered, some of the figures in the portraits quickly moved to adjacent frames, whispering anxiously to their neighbors. Harry struggled to free himself from Weinbridge's grip as the door closed behind them.

Fudge stared at them with an evil satisfaction on his face. Okay, he said, Okay, okay, okay

Harry responded with the most disdainful glance he could muster. His heart was beating furiously in his chest, but his thoughts were unusually calm and clear.

Fudge's food looks really ugly.

Fan Lin was thinking badly, or could it be said that Fudge already thought he was in control of the overall situation?

Fan Lin gently moved his neck to relieve the stiffness.

He looked up at Dumbledore, but he couldn't see any joy on the headmaster's face. Perhaps to Dumbledore, this was probably just a joke.

Signs of Voldemort's activity became more and more obvious, and the Ministry of Magic was clearly impatient.

They're going back to Gryffindor Tower, said Umbridge. There was an abject excitement in her voice, as ruthless as Harry had heard her speaking with pleasure when she saw Professor Traunie disappear tragically on the porch.

Malfoy's son trapped him, and the other one was blocked by me.

Is it? Is it? said Fudge appreciatively. I'll have to remember to tell Lucius about this. Well, Potter, I think, you should know why you're here?

Harry was about to answer yes provocatively, but when he looked at Dumbledore, his mouth was already open, and the word almost came out of his mouth. Dumbledore wasn't looking directly at Harry—his gaze was fixed just a little behind Harry's shoulders—but his head swayed slightly by a fraction of an inch as Harry gazed at him.

Harry immediately changed his words midway. Oh - I don't know.

You say it again? Fudge asked.

I don't know. Harry replied firmly.

You 'really' don't know why you're here now?

No, I don't know, said Harry. Fudge looked suspiciously at Harry and Weinbridge. Taking advantage of his inattention, Harry stole another glance at Dumbledore, who was nodding slightly to the carpet and blinking quietly.

So you don't know, said Fudge, in a decidedly sarcastic tone, why you were brought here by Professor Weinbridge? Do you know if you broke any of the school rules?

Violation of school rules? Fan Lin said, Of course not, neither did it catch up with the curfew time, nor did any unpleasant things happen, or that Hogwarts is no longer allowed to walk freely, dear Minister Fudge?

Don't make excuses, I just need you to answer yes or no! Fudge said condescendingly.

However, I don't think this is the Wizengamot, or the International Council of Wizards. I think anyone, even a Muggle, has the right to argue, Mr. Minister. Fan Lin broke away from Umbridge. palm.

I'm the Minister of Magic! Fudge said with wide eyes. Don't think you can get through anything, or cover up for others. No one can excuse you, I promise.

I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, to be wronged for no reason or to be punished? I don't think you can do it.

I'm asking you a question, and you should be at least respectful. Now, let me ask you, are you sure you haven't violated school rules?

Of course, sir. Fan Lin said.

Or a decree from the Ministry of Magic? Fudge corrected angrily.

I don't think so, Harry added gently. His heart was still beating fast. It's worth telling these lies to see Fudge's blood pressure rise, but he still doesn't know how he and Fan Lin can get away with it. If someone went to inform Umbridge about the Defense Against the Dark Arts Society, then as the leader, he and Fan Lin should pack their bags and leave Hogwarts now.

So, this is new news for you? Isn't it? Fudge's voice became lisp with anger. Did you know that there is an illegal student society being seized in the school right now?

Oh, really! An expression of disbelief appeared on Fan Lin's innocent face. I'm sorry, Minister, I don't quite understand...

Don't play dumb, Al! Minister, I think... Umbridge said in a silky voice beside them. The inquiry might go easier if I went and brought the informer.

Yes, yes, yes, said Fudge, nodding, and gave Dumbledore a malicious look as Umbridge left the room.

He doesn't look like a good wizard at all, does he?

That's not necessarily true, Fudge. Dumbledore said solemnly, tilting his head. During those few minutes of waiting, no one looked at anyone, and then Fan Lin heard the door behind him open, and Umbridge grabbed Qiu's curly-haired friend, Marida, and quickly passed him. And Marida was now burying her face in her hands.

Really! Fan Lin shook his head silently. Through the contract, Fan Lin knew that someone rebelled, but cursing or something is naturally a punishment. However, under the effect of Veritaserum, even Dumbledore can There is no way to avoid exposing secrets.

Don't be afraid, dear, don't be frightened, Umbridge said softly, and patted Marida on the back, It's all right, you did the right thing, the Minister is very satisfied with your performance, he Will tell your mother what a good girl you are.

Merida's mother, Minister, she added, looking at Fudge questioningly, is Ms. Abron of the Fireplace Network Office in the Department of Magical Transport. She is the one who assists us in keeping an eye on the Hogwarts Fireplace, you know her.

That's great, that's great, said Fudge brightly. Like a mother, like a daughter, isn't it? Well, come here, honey, don't be shy, let's hear what you have to tell us—

Just as Merida raised her face, Fudge sprang back in terror, nearly falling into the fireplace. Cursing, he stamped out the smoldering flames that had begun to smoke on the side of the cloak.

Marida wailed and pulled the collar of her robe from her neck to below her eyes, but before that, everyone had seen her horrible appearance, her nose and cheeks were covered with long clusters of dense Dense purple pustules formed the three characters informer.

The corners of his eyes were a little opened, and the streaks of blood appeared extremely clear.

Harry glanced at Fan Lin with some creepiness, but thinking of the words on Marida's face, Harry quickly turned his head away.

There are still necessary disciplinary measures, right?

Never mind the spots now, my dear, said Umbridge impatiently, take your robes off your face, and tell the Minister about it.

But Marida just screamed again and shook her head frantically.

Oh, good, you stupid girl! Then 'I' will tell him, snapped Umbridge. She raised her morbid smile and said, Well, Minister, Miss Merida came to my office shortly after dinner today and said she had something she wanted to tell me. She said that if I went to a secret room on the seventh floor tonight - a secret room called the House of Needs - I'm going to find something to my advantage. I asked her for further details, and she admitted that there was a certain type of party there. But unfortunately, at this time the curse She pointed impatiently at Marida's covered face, It's starting to take effect. When this girl saw her face in my mirror, she was too painful to tell me more.

Take the initiative? Fan Lin looked at Marida in disbelief. They didn't seem to have done anything to Marida, but...

Well, now, said Fudge, looking at Marida in what he considered to be a kind and benevolent expression, my dear, it was very brave of you to go and report this to Professor Umbridge, and you did the right thing. .Now can you tell me, what happened at that party? What was its purpose? Who were there?

But Marida didn't speak, she just shook her head again and opened her eyes wide with fear.

Did we get an ominous bargaining chip? Fudge gestured to Marida's face, and asked impatiently, Can she speak freely?

I don't know either. Umbridge admitted reluctantly, at this moment Harry's heart was filled with pride in Fan Lin's ability to curse. But it doesn't matter if she doesn't tell me, I can learn the truth from here. Minister, do you still remember that I mentioned in the report I gave you last October that Fanlin Aier secretly met many students at the Pig's Head Bar Meet

What evidence do you have for that? interrupted Professor McGonagall. I have the client's testimony that he was in the Hog's Head pub at the time. Although he was covered in bandages, his eyesight was not damaged at all. Using isolation magic to prevent others from eavesdropping is an acceptable thing in itself. Things, however, won't bother Ministry of Magic personnel, lip whisperers!

Umbridge said complacently, He read every word they said, and rushed to the school to report to me

Oh, so that's why he wasn't charged for selling backflush toilets, said Professor McGonagall, raising her eyebrows. The insides of our judicial system are really intriguing!

Bribery! yelled a fat red-nosed wizard in a painting on the wall behind Dumbledore. In my time, the Ministry of Magic has never reduced crime one iota, ever!

Thank you, Fordux, that will be reduced, said Dumbledore softly.

The purpose of Potter's meeting with his classmates, continued Weinbridge, was to persuade them to join an illegal society, the purpose of which was to learn from some Magic and spells unsuitable for learning.

I think you'll find you've said some things wrong, Dorothy! Dumbledore gazed at her over his crooked nose through his old half-moon spectacles.

Harry stared at Dumbledore, wondering how Dumbledore was going to convince Fudge not to punish him, if what Umbridge said was true, someone actually lip-read their conversation in the Hog's Head pub... Then they are absolutely unable to escape the trigger.

Fan Lin frowned slightly, the infiltration of the Ministry of Magic was more serious than he imagined, or it was a coincidence.

There are so many coincidences in the world.

Oh! Fudge began to walk up and down again as if he had a ball on his foot, yes, let's listen to the latest version of the nonsense that wants to keep Potter out of trouble, go ahead, Deng Not much to go on is Willy lying? Is it? Or did Potter and Al just so happen to each have an identical twin brother who showed up at the Hog's Head that day? Or is it just the most generic explanation because time can be turned back , so a dead man comes back to life, or a pair of unseen dementors?

Percy Weasley laughed heartily.

Oh, very well, Minister, that's very well said!

Harry wanted to kick him, but he was surprised to see that Dumbledore was smiling slightly, too.

Connelly, I don't deny, and I'm not sure, whether they were really at the Hog's Head Bar that day, where they recruited students to join the Defense Against the Dark Arts group. I just want to point out that Dorothy accused the party at that time It's illegal, and it's so wrong. If you remember, the Ministry of Magic's ban on all student gatherings was issued two days after they ended their Hogsmeade gatherings, so, in I didn't break any rules when I was at the Hog's Head.

Percy looked like he'd been punched hard in the face, and Fudge stayed there, mouth gaping.

Umbridge was the first to recover, Principal, you are right, she smiled sweetly, However, now that Education Act No. 24 has been issued for nearly six months, if the first gathering is not illegal Yes, then their recent rallies are clearly illegal!

Well, said Dumbledore, examining her politely from his folded fingers, if they did continue to assemble after the decree came into effect, then it would certainly be illegal, but you have any of them still after that. Evidence of continued assembly?

While Dumbledore was speaking, Harry heard a rustling sound behind him, and it was clearly Armando's murmurs. He could have sworn he felt something gently brush past him, like a draft of air or a bird's wing, and he looked down, but there was nothing there.

Fox? Fan Lin was a little uncertain, but it was obvious that Dumbledore had prepared for Fox just passing by them.

Evidence? Umbridge repeated, with a terrifying, toadlike grin. Haven't you been listening, Dumbledore? Why do you think Miss Merida is here?

Oh, so can she tell us that there have been any gatherings of value during those six months? Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. I suppose she just reported that there was a gathering tonight?

Miss Marida, said Weinbridge, tell us again, dear, how long has this party been going on? You can just nod or shake your head, I'm sure it won't make your blemish worse .Has such a meeting been held regularly during the last six months?

Harry felt his stomach sinking like a weight of lead. This would be an ironclad proof that not even Dumbledore could excuse.

My dear, just nod or shake your head. Umbridge seduced Marida gently, Hurry up, this won't make the curse work again.

Fan Lin looked up. Only he knew the effect of the curse, and if he disclosed information in various ways, he would be severely punished.

All the people in the room were staring at Merida's face, but only her eyes could be seen between the raised robe and her curls. Perhaps because of the fire, her eyes looked strangely blank.

Then Harry let out a cry of surprise, as Merida shook his head. Umbridge glanced quickly at Fudge, then at Marida.

Imperius Curse? Fan Lin turned his head to look at Dumbledore. Dumbledore's deep eyes were like a whirlpool, sucking Marida firmly, but...

Fox is the medium?

Fan Lin suddenly realized that in this office, everything could be Dumbledore's help, whether it was Principal Armando's whisper or Fox skipping his hand.

This is Dumbledore, he can forcibly change anyone's will at any time...

I don't think you understand my question, do you? Honey? I'm asking if you guys have had a party like tonight's in the last six months? Have you?

Marida shook her head again.

What do you mean by shaking your head, dear? asked Umbridge in a grumpy tone.

I think she's pretty clear, said Professor McGonagall gravely. There haven't been any secret gatherings during the past six months, have you, Miss Merida?

Marida nodded dumbly.

But there is indeed a party tonight! Umbridge said angrily, Miss Marida, you told me there was a party at the House of Needs! And these two people in front of you are the initiators, aren't they? ?Why do you keep shaking your head when they organize a party like this, little girl?

Well, usually when a person shakes their head, said Professor McGonagall grimly, they mean 'no', unless Miss Marida is using a signal that humans can't understand now.

Umbridge grabbed Marida hard, pulled her back to face her, and shook her hard. At that moment, Dumbledore stood up and raised his wand, and Van Lin noticed that the portrait of Armando also seemed to move a step forward, and Umbridge jumped back away from Marida, and slammed into the air. He shook her hands desperately, as if they were burned by something.

Dorothy, I won't allow you to treat my students so roughly! Dumbledore showed an angry look for the first time.

You need to calm down, Ms Umbridge, said Dumbledore in his low, slow voice. You don't want to get yourself into trouble right now, do you?

No, Umbridge gasped, squinting at Dumbledore, who stood tall and tall, I mean, you're right Albus, I just lost control !

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