HP: Embrace the Darkness

Gavin calmly raised a finger and shook it back and forth, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

Umbridge's ominous premonition deepened.

Sure enough, the next second she saw Gavin take out a crumpled piece of parchment from his pocket.

parchment?

What is written?

Umbridge squinted her eyes, trying to read the words.

Gavin was not afraid that she could see clearly, but he was afraid that she could not see clearly.

Deliberately unfolding the parchment and holding it out in front of Umbridge so that the three words on the appointment letter were facing her, including the familiar Ministry of Magic seal.

"The appointment letter of Senior Investigator is mine. Do you see it clearly?"

While waiting for Umbridge to read the big words clearly, Gavin nodded slightly to the professor's table and the long tables of the four colleges.

His face, which looked a little swarthy from running around during the holiday, turned a little red in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, everyone, it took a long time for the appointment letter to arrive in my hands. I'm not like some people who treat it as a treasure and value it so seriously, as if they can only have one in this life, so I didn't keep it properly. Don't worry. mind."

Gavin's eyes stayed on Dumbledore longer than other positions, and anyone with a discerning eye could see to whom he was addressing these words.

mind?

How could you mind?

Dumbledore smiled meaningfully.

I really didn't expect that Professor Cavendish would leave behind such a useful helper.

Some people who treasured the appointment letter, only one of which had one, turned even greener, looking at Gavin with eyes that made them want to skin him alive.

"Professor Gavin, even if you have a false appointment letter that you got from nowhere, please don't influence my speech here."

Gavin smiled his standard toothy smile.

"Oh, is it?"

In the end, Umbridge failed to deliver her passionate speech and walked off the stage in despair.

There is no way, Gavin is a messy person.

For him, the young master is first, not second.

As long as Asseth wasn't in front of him, he would dare to take action against Voldemort.

It is normal for such people to be unreasonable.

So when Umbridge was about to continue speaking shamelessly, he put his pistol and wand against Umbridge's back.

Looking at that posture, as long as she dared to say something, he would dare to take action, regardless of life or death.

Umbridge is just greedy for fame and fortune, not her life, so naturally she doesn't dare to continue.

After that day, students with a keen political sense - students like Hermione keenly noticed that the atmosphere in Hogwarts had changed.

The specific manifestation is that the principal who was often seen in the past disappeared for several days in a row. The few times he appeared, he was in a hurry and disappeared again soon.

Gryffindor's serious Professor McGonagall is even more serious, and Hufflepuff's gentle Professor Sprout is often invisible.

The kind-hearted Professor Flitwick of Ravenclaw no longer lets the little wizards watch the dancing figures, and the pressure of the already terrifying Potions Professor has reached a new low.

It only took the new little wizard one class to understand why the seniors in his college were so afraid of the Potions Professor.

Slytherin's little snake has the deepest experience, even dreaming of his headmaster's gloomy face.

All signs indicate that Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic behind her have bad intentions.

Hermione teamed up with students from other houses who noticed something was wrong, recorded all the recent events, what Umbridge had said and done in class, and made an appointment to analyze it together.

Among them, Hermione took out the most records.

Because Gryffindor and Slytherin were in class together, and Slytherin had a platinum master who was extremely arrogant and disliked Umbridge.

The young master has an extraordinary background, and is protected by Gavin and Dua in turns. He is not afraid of Umbridge's revenge at all, and the thorns he picks in class become sharper each time.

This gave Hermione more information than anyone else.

They exchanged the information they obtained, and Hermione looked at Umbridge's words on it, and it didn't take much effort to come to the conclusion that there was nothing to worry about.

Umbridge's actions all indicate that something is restricting her. As long as the restriction does not disappear, there will be no problems at Hogwarts because of her.

It's another day with Potions class.

Early in the morning, the morning fog was dispersed by the sunshine, and the chirping birds woke up the castle.

Snape opened his eyes and reluctantly got up from the bed with a face on his hands.

His Potions class was in the morning, so he could get some extra sleep by skipping breakfast.

But I don’t know if Artes expected this situation, so all the letters he sent were delivered to the Hogwarts Castle auditorium at breakfast time along with the Daily Prophet.

In this way, he doesn't even have to eat breakfast if he doesn't want to.

The little wizards who were eating breakfast were already not surprised to see the Potions Professor who always skipped breakfast appearing in the auditorium.

The movements of my hands didn't stop at all, and I planned to finish eating and leave as soon as possible.

There's nothing I can do about it. I don't know what their Potions Professor/Dean is doing lately, but he comes here on time every day to have breakfast and read the morning paper.

It would have been fine to have breakfast and read the morning paper, but the problem was that their dear Potions Professor/Dean had a dark face every time he came to the auditorium, and the air pressure was so low... that no fly dared to fly within a few meters.

Within a few minutes, the smell of death spread throughout the auditorium, and the delicious breakfast no longer smelled good.

But if they were asked to expel Snape, it would be absolutely impossible.

If you can't change Snape, you can only change yourself, finish your meal quickly and leave the auditorium.

Snape took his seat.

After a while, the familiar breakfast was placed on the table.

The Potions Master, who had not yet fully woken up, mechanically stuffed breakfast into his mouth with a straight face.

It is easy for people to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go back from luxury to frugality, and he is no exception.

After having Ases, he rarely eats alone, so now when he eats, he always feels like something is missing around him.

This slight feeling soon disappeared after the owl delivered today's daily report.

The little wizards got their packages or letters from the owl, and then looked at the professor's table.

Sure enough, a majestic owl stopped at the professor's desk, and the Daily Prophet was taken away by a thin and slender hand.

Looking down his hand, he saw that it was their Potions Professor/Headmaster.

As if completing some ritual, the little wizards turned their heads, no longer paying attention to Snape above, but opened their own packages and letters.

The Potions Professor's psychological quality was extremely strong, and he ignored all the eyes looking at him from below, and just opened the letter sandwiched in the Daily Prophet.

It’s no different from before, reporting safety and sharing various scenery.

With the last experience, Snee was not put off by the appearance. He carefully identified the letter paper and even the handwriting before he accepted the letter with confidence.

In addition to the letter, the envelope also contained a copy of the Daily Prophet.

Snape picked it up and glanced at it. The recent Daily Prophet was much more interesting than before. Reading it was a good choice to relieve his boredom.

But something seems different today.