Collect dragons from Hogwarts

Dumbledore readily agreed to Zhang Zhe's request.

Because he also knows the attitude of the pure-blood wizard family towards the elder Thestrals.

If he stayed in a pure-blood wizard family, the old Thestrals would most likely be slaughtered. He might as well be raised by Zhang Zhe, who would still have a life after all.

After receiving Dumbledore's reply, Zhang Zhe returned to his dormitory with satisfaction.

Because it was already dawn, Zhang Zhe didn't have time to catch up on his sleep, but it was better to go back to the dormitory to wash up before going to class.

In the next few days, Zhang Zhe still practiced the Fire Curse and the Three Unforgivable Curses, and spent time in class.

Until the final day of the Goblet of Fire, Dumbledore came to see him.

"The Ministry of Magic has received a reply, asking us to go to the Ministry of Magic to check on Old Barty's body."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Zhe with a troubled expression: "But I have to host the competition today, so I can't accompany you."

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Zhang Zhe said distressedly: "But I don't know where the Ministry of Magic is! If you don't accompany me, how will I get there?"

Seeing that Zhang Zhe was worried about not knowing the way, Dumbledore smiled and said: "Even if you know where the Ministry of Magic is, I can't trust you to go alone, so Professor McGonagall will take you there."

Now that Dumbledore had made arrangements, Zhang Zhe nodded, and then went to the fireplace in the principal's office with Professor McGonagall.

The moment they left Hogwarts from the fireplace and arrived at the Ministry of Magic, Zhang Zhe was immediately shocked by the sight in front of him.

He had never seen so many wizards at once.

Even in Hogwarts, the place where all the young wizards in England are concentrated, there are not as many wizards as here.

The place they just came out of was obviously the entrance to the Ministry of Magic. From time to time, a wizard would come out of numerous fireplaces.

In front of him was a passage with people coming and going, densely packed with wizards rushing on their way.

Zhang Zhe couldn't help but suspect that most of the wizards in the wizarding world might work here.

"Zhang Zhe, come this way." Professor McGonagall, who was walking in front, saw Zhang Zhe looking around curiously, so he had to remind him.

"coming!"

Following Professor McGonagall, Zhang Zhe came to the eighth floor of the Ministry of Magic, where departments such as laboratories are located.

And Old Batty's body is placed here.

As soon as they got off the elevator, Zhang Zhe and Professor McGonagall saw a tall woman waiting for them at the entrance of the elevator.

"Hello Professor McGonagall, Ms. Umbridge has something to do right now. She asked me to let you know. You may need to wait for her for a while."

After listening to the woman's words, Professor McGonagall frowned and said, "When will Umbridge be finished?"

"This...I'm not very clear either." Anna looked at Professor McGonagall at a loss and said in embarrassment.

Professor McGonagall was not someone she could mess with, so she originally didn't want to take this job, but Umbridge had always disliked her and deliberately gave her this embarrassing task.

She is also very helpless!

Professor McGonagall saw Anna's helplessness and couldn't bear to embarrass her anymore.

"Then shall we wait for her here?"

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, Anna quickly led Zhang Zhe and the others into a lounge.

When Anna went out to find tea, Zhang Zhe couldn't help but ask: "Who is this Umbridge? Do we have to wait for her to come over before we can see Old Barty's body?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Zhang Zhe.

On the way to find Zhang Zhe, Dumbledore told her, "Xiao Zhe is equivalent to my grandson, so please take more care of him when you take him to the Ministry of Magic."

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore have been old friends for many years.

Naturally, I understand that allowing Dumbledore to say such things shows that Zhang Zhe's position in his heart is very important.

"Professor McGonagall, is my question difficult to answer?"

Zhang Zhe's words brought Professor McGonagall out of her thoughts. She thought for a while and said.

"Do you know about the bad relationship between Dumbledore and Fudge, the Minister of Magic?"

Seeing Zhang Zhe nod, she continued. "This Umbridge is Fudge's right-hand man."

"Could she be trying to embarrass us? She wants us to wait here because she wants to give us a blow!" Zhang Zhe suddenly realized.

Just as Anna walked in with tea at this time, Professor McGonagall nodded and stopped talking.

Zhang Zhe originally thought that even if Umbridge belonged to Fudge, given the identities of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, she wouldn't go too far.

Unexpectedly, this woman didn't take Dumbledore and the others seriously at all, and kept them waiting for three hours.

Zhang Zhe sighed again.

Dumbledore used to come across as too good-natured, and everyone didn't care about his strength as one of the top wizards in the wizarding world.

Three hours later, when Umbridge came to the lounge, Zhang Zhe disliked this woman very much the moment he saw her.

Not only because she had to wait for a long time this time, but also because her boss Fudge had a bad relationship with Dumbledore.

The most important thing is that this old and short woman in pink clothes is really too pretentious.

Hearing Umbridge's cooing way of speaking, Zhang Zhe wished he could give her a fire spell on the spot to keep her warm for a while.

Fortunately, he also knew that this was the Ministry of Magic, so he could endure the dragon's outburst.

Looking with his eyes, nose and nose, Zhang Zhe tried not to care about Umbridge's existence and followed Professor McGonagall into a cold room.

The room was about one hundred square meters, with white walls and only a long table in the middle, with a human-shaped thing covered with a white cloth.

"This place is really too scary. It would scare a person to death. Just see for yourselves. I'm leaving first." Umbridge finally left with her disgusting voice.

Zhang Zhe breathed a long sigh of relief and couldn't help but said: "If she doesn't leave, I really can't help but want to beat her."

"Do you dislike Umbridge so much?" Professor McGonagall said with a smile.

"It's so disgusting. Does she think she is a sweet, sweet 'Xiang'-shaped candy?"

After Professor McGonagall heard Zhang Zhe's description of Umbridge, he was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth and laughed.

The gloomy room became no longer so gloomy because of Zhang Zhe's words.

Professor McGonagall, who had smiled enough, pointed to the table in the middle of the room, "Old Barty's body is on the table. Go and see for yourself."

In fact, Professor McGonagall didn't understand the significance of Dumbledore asking Zhang Zhe to see Old Barty's body.

When old Barty just died, she and Dumbledore both checked, and neither of them found anything.

Could it be that Zhang Zhe, a little wizard, could still compare to them?

Just when Professor McGonagall was still thinking wildly.

Next to him, Zhang Zhe, who was closing his eyes and sensing the magical aura on Old Batty's body, suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed: "No, something is going to happen!"