Harry Potter: We are all descendants of our ninth uncle!

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"What a joke! How can the wizard of my great John Bull family be afraid of ghosts?"

Umbridge said, puffing out her chest in front of everyone.

But when she came back from her dream at midnight, she always felt like something was knocking on her window.

She raised the wand in her hand and cast a spell towards the window without saying anything. However, when she walked over and pushed open the window, there was only wind... nothing!

"Come on! I want to see what you guys want to do???"

Umbridge opened the window and sat there, waiting for the next move.

She didn't believe that Li Xian'er could still pull off any tricks after being locked up.

She sat there quietly, looking at the sky outside. There was no moon tonight, and it was pitch black... A cold wind blew in, making her whole body cold, if not for the bright fire in the house.

Umbridge might have been unable to bear it for a long time...but even so, she still carried it without sleeping.

Until a night of nothing.

The next day, she was talking nonsense in the classroom and the hall. Li Xianer was just a little girl who could only talk nonsense. She had no ability at all.

On the third day, the knocking on the windows continued at night. Umbridge angrily walked around the entire castle, but did not find any suspicious figures.

After being tortured like this for seven days and seven nights, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to sleep.

But her head hurt so much that she couldn't sleep.

At this time, Malfoy brought an incense stick, which was said to help with sleep.

"The things from the Malfoy family must be precious!"

Umbridge lit the incense without any doubt.

Then she finally fell into a deep sleep with her body that had been tortured for seven days and nights.

She slept very deeply...

Until she found herself in a strange forest.

The vegetation here was beyond her knowledge, and it didn't look like the plants in their John Bull territory.

Just when she was confused, she suddenly smelled the smell of pork with pickled vegetables.

The reason why she could smell this smell was because she tasted this dish at Li Xian's Chinese restaurant during the World Cup.

But she soon realized something wasn't right.

How come there is the smell of pickled vegetables and meat in this wilderness? ? ?

Umbridge was immediately alert...

Immediately afterwards, two strange sounds came from behind and behind her.

In the front is a joyous song, and in the back is a weeping song!

The weird atmosphere is already filling the room just when the music starts playing...

Umbridge held her wand and shouted crazily:

"Who? Who! Who is doing this?"

She continued to cast spells at the fog in front and behind her, trying to resist the attacks of the two voices, but the fog blocked her sight, making all her attacks ineffective.

In desperation, Umbridge released her patronus, a Persian cat...

However, the Persian cat was completely confused when faced with the situation in front of him.

When the fog gradually thickened to the point where it was almost impossible to see even one's hands, Umbridge suddenly heard a scream and saw that the Patronus she had summoned was shattered! ! !

The patron saint was broken? ? ?

How could the patron saint be? ? ? ?

"Patron Saint of Waste, what do I need from you... I want you to have..."

The next second, her vision went dark...

The sound of the whole world has disappeared...

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