HP Magic Biography

Is Umbridge in a hurry to die?

Fan Lin couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

Fan Lin hated Umbridge's actions to the extreme.

This was the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, yet Umbridge let two students without wands walk in front of her.

Looking back, Fan Lin could clearly see Umbridge's nervous expression.

Is this the so-called qualified Ministry of Magic member?

This can't help but make people fall into deep thought... um... Suddenly Fan Lin seemed to understand why the Ministry of Magic couldn't even resist.

Still, bringing Umbridge into the Forbidden Forest is, frankly, a pretty bad question of what to do with it.

Send Umbridge to Glop?

Glop has grown up, no doubt, now to the age where the little giant is interested in women.

However, Fan Lin wasn't sure if Umbridge would be able to get Gropp's liking. You must know that Gropp prefers to deal with toys he doesn't like by stomping them down or something. of.

Or, a centaur?

At least centaurs can still communicate, and there is no shortage of centaurs in the tribe who have a good grasp of the current situation. With Umbridge's eloquence, um...

This is indeed a debatable question.

As he continued to move forward along the way, Umbridge's originally excited mood kept approaching nervousness.

The Forbidden Forest is a scary place, at least in terms of atmosphere. Even though Hermione has been here several times, when wandering in the Forbidden Forest at night, when the breeze blows the back of her neck, Hermione still shivered involuntarily .

Oh, don't worry, Hermione... Fan Lin walked over and grabbed Hermione's hand, Professor Umbridge is a qualified member of the Ministry of Magic, she is capable enough to protect us.

Fan Lin winked at Hermione, then smiled when Umbridge wasn't paying attention.

Oh, thank you for your approval, but... Umbridge looked around cautiously, Don't waste your time, otherwise I'm not sure if I will continue to protect you.

Old witch... Hermione muttered dissatisfied.

I advise you to be more respectful.

Miss Granger. Umbridge said pretending not to care, but she still walked behind Hermione, poked Hermione with her wand, and they continued to move forward.

The evening wind whimpered in the forest, and in the opposite direction, a dragon's whistle came.

Under Fan Lin's attention, Umbridge almost jumped up.

What's that! said Umbridge angrily.

Oh, the Hogwarts dragon is registered with the Ministry of Magic, Fan Lin replied, he lives in the Forbidden Forest.

Dragon? Umbridge looked a little distraught, as if recalling when the Ministry of Magic allowed Hogwarts to raise dragons.

It's supposed to be under the control of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge said angrily. It's supposed to stay in Romania.

Oh, of course, as long as you can get it away. Fan Lin said, A Norwegian Ridgeback, it looks like it's a long time before it reaches adulthood.

Don't talk about this... Umbridge poked Fan Lin with his wand again, Go on!

Fan Lin glanced at Hermione helplessly, the girl just turned her head and prepared to move forward, it seemed that acting was not enjoyable yet.

As Hermione continued striding towards the forest, Umbridge's voice was tinged with suspicion. They had traveled far and were completely engulfed in the fog of the Forbidden Forest: So, where is it?

Of course it's there. Hermione said, pointing to the dark trees. It's a place where the students won't be discovered by accident, isn't it?

Of course, Umbridge suddenly felt some understanding again, Of course, very good, then, you two walk ahead of me.

If you want us to go in first, can you give us my wand? Fan Lin asked her. Going forward, maybe we will encounter something, you know, inside the Forbidden Forest...

No, I don't think so, Mr. Ayer, said Umbridge sweetly, pointing his wand at Van Lin's back. I'm afraid to say that to the Ministry of Magic, my life is worth nothing. Much higher than yours.

Fan Lin turned his head to continue, but what he said before made Umbridge feel uncertain.

What is that, you should have seen it, said Umbridge.

Oh, it's similar to... Fan Lin thought for a while, Probably a cannon or something...

what is that?

Long and thick cylinder, accumulated through magic power... Well, it can probably flatten many Ministry of Magic...

Um……

Anyway, Hermione stepped on Fan Lin's foot, and Umbridge regained the excitement on his face.

Hermione didn't seem to want to hear Fan Lin and Umbridge continue their conversation.

Hermione just gave Umbridge a contemptuous glance before jumping straight into the bushes. She walked so fast that Umbridge, with his short legs, could barely keep up.

When Umbridge's robes were torn by a thorn, she finally couldn't help asking: Is that still far?

Yes, replied Hermione, it's well hidden.

Well, are you sure we're on the right track? Umbridge finally wore out his patience after finishing off a Boggart with his wand again.

Oh, yes, said Hermione very firmly, making a loud noise as she made her way through the undergrowth. Umbridge behind them tripped over a sapling, but none of them stopped to help her, and Hermione just kept striding on, calling over her shoulder, Soon!

You'll know, Hermione added.

From Fan Lin's point of view, Hermione was very keen on playing Umbridge.

Different from the original purpose, in the end, after Hermione whispered to Fan Lin, she still decided to hand over Umbridge to the centaur.

You can't spoil the little Glop, at least, you have to establish a correct aesthetic view for Glop, right?

They walked for a long time, until they were once more deep in the Forbidden Forest, where the thick shade of trees hid all light.

Fan Lin finally felt the feeling he had in this forest—the feeling of being watched by many invisible eyes.

Well, there is no doubt that they have successfully attracted the attention of the centaur.

Centaurs are very territorial.

How far? Umbridge asked angrily behind him.

It's not far away now! cried Hermione, as they reached a dark, damp clearing. There's only one...

Suddenly an arrow pierced through the air, flew over her head in a thrilling manner, and hit the tree heavily. The air was suddenly filled with the sound of hooves; Van Lin could feel the ground of the Forbidden Forest trembling; Umbridge let out a scream and wanted to push Van Lin in front of him as a shield.

However, Fan Lin was not interested in this, and escaped from her grasp with a slight twist.

About fifty centaurs emerged from all directions. They raised their bows, loaded their arrows, and took aim at Valin, Hermione, and Umbridge. They moved slowly toward the middle of the clearing. Umbridge had only the strength left to whimper with terror.

Fan Lin looked at Hermione, who was smiling triumphantly on her face.

Is this probably a sense of satisfaction? It seemed that he had opened a great door for Hermione.

Who are you? a voice asked.