Hogwarts's Master of Mind

On the other side, in the Minister of Magic's office, a mysterious figure was closing a black-covered book.

"So, what are you going to choose? Family or power?" A pleasant young voice echoed in the office.

Except for the red-haired young man at his workstation, other employees busy in the office could not hear this beautiful young song.

The red-haired young man was Percy Weasley. He looked at the shadow in front of him, and the heterochromatic pupils told him that this was his youngest brother.

At the same time, the news he brought also showed that his other two brothers had also infiltrated the Ministry of Magic, even though they were wanted.

The power-hungry young man clenched his fists tightly, a vein popped out on his forehead, he glanced hesitantly at Pearson Thicknesse who was sitting in the middle office, then glanced at the shadow floating on the black-covered book.

The next moment, he made a decision. He stood up resolutely and walked towards the door.

In the hall, Harry was hesitating about how to enter Umbridge's office, but if he opened the door at this moment, he would be discovered by everyone, and then like a rabbit entering a wolf's den, he would be torn into pieces by the swarming wolves.

Suddenly, a storybook with a black cover passed in front of him. He looked up and saw that the owner of the book was Percy Weasley.

"Yes, he would just walk through the corridor with a book in his hand, chatting with others, and then saying that he was going to hand in the items that he had seized from bad elements."

On Percy's shoulder, a storyteller was methodically making up his story. Because the person was his family member, a certain dragon didn't want Percy to be arranged unclearly, so he showed up to meet him.

In the hall, David, the office guard, yawned because he had stayed up late last night, and inexplicably saw Percy walking over.

"You are the assistant minister, right? What can I do for you?" David asked.

"I'm here to turn in the undesirables' contraband," Percy said, swallowing nervously.

"Oh, it is true that a batch of items were handed in to the Auror Office yesterday. It seems that Ms. Umbridge's authority has been expanded again. Has this also been given to her to be in charge?"

David muttered as he opened the door for Percy, but neither of them noticed that a transparent object had also sneaked into the office.

The office is still decorated all pink like Hogwarts. It looks like the kind of decoration that would cause great mental stress to people. I don’t know how its owner can stay safe and sound in such an environment.

"Now, turn around, reach out and pull down whatever you've grabbed." After the door closed, the shadow on Percy's shoulder reminded.

"Tsk, you're not kidding me." Percy did as he was told with some doubt, doubt coming from a dragon with a criminal record.

There was a sound of cloth being torn off, and the two eyes that were originally separated by the invisibility cloak widened at the same time. They could read surprise in each other's eyes.

'This is Harry.' The shadow had disappeared, but the boy's voice could still be heard in Percy's mind.

"Harry!" Percy calmed down and said the other person's name.

"You..." Harry had already taken out his wand, ready to cast a Stunning Spell on him.

"Wait, I'm here to help you. If you don't believe me, you can ask Aiden." Percy reached out to take out the book with a black cover, but he didn't know when the book disappeared!

Percy's eyes were red with anger, now he had no evidence to prove his identity, a large group of alpacas were running through his heart, and the beautiful words just came to his lips but he swallowed them back.

"It's okay, I know, I saw the book in your hand." Harry answered Percy casually and began to search Umbridge's office.

"What are you looking for?" Percy asked curiously, but the next second he saw his parents' information in the office.

'Arthur Weasley, pure-blood, but with intolerable pro-Muggle tendencies, member of the Order of the Phoenix, wife, pure-blood, seven children, youngest son seriously ill at home.

Note: This person has deep connections with bad elements, so it is recommended to track and monitor him.'

When Percy saw the file, he broke out in a cold sweat. After all, the person Harry was pretending to be was specifically responsible for this job.

Moreover, his nickname Mad Dog also comes from his surveillance and tracking, 60% of whom were sent into the hazy fantasy world by him personally.

"Damn it, how dare they... I thought pure-bloods wouldn't..." Percy grabbed his hair hard, his face filled with bitterness.

"How does it feel to betray your parents?" The boy's voice sounded in his heart again.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong." Percy murmured.

"Who are you talking to, and how are Mad-Eye and the others doing?" Harry didn't find Umbridge's earrings in her office, so he turned to Percy for information.

"They escaped and are nowhere to be found. The Demon Eye was a smokescreen he threw out to confuse the enemy during a manhunt.

I will be your undercover agent in the Ministry of Magic and provide you with information." Percy repented and finally decided to join the Order of the Phoenix.

"Okay." Harry nodded and reached out to knock on the magic eye on the wooden door, but Percy stretched out his hand and slapped Harry's free hand away.

"You're risking your life. Go get this at this time. If the Ministry of Magic finds out and blocks all the exits, you won't be able to get out!" Percy scolded.

Harry, who had calmed down a little, also stopped and broke out in a cold sweat over his stupid operation.

"Go to the bottom floor. Umbridge is there. Personal items like earrings must be worn with you." Percy reminded, then took out a silver ball of light from his arms, placed it on the table, and left with Harry.

Harry walked into the elevator and Ron, who was soaking wet, also walked in. "Good morning." Ron greeted him weakly.

"Ron, it's me!" Harry reminded him bluntly.

"Oh, Harry, I didn't recognize you. Where's Hermione?" Ron asked back.

"At the bottom, taken into the courtroom by Umbridge to work as a clerk." Harry explained. He was about to talk about Percy when Arthur and an old witch squeezed in.

"Oh, Reggie, how did you get all wet?" Arthur, who always has a good relationship with people, asked directly.

Ron looked over Arthur's shoulder, not daring to look at his face at all, "It was raining through the windows of the Acrylic. I tried to stop it, but I was blown into the rain. They told me to go find Bernie...Pearceworth."

"Yeah, it's raining in many offices lately." Arthur shrugged. "By the way, have you tried the Cloud Retraction spell? Blige said it works well, but the grey clouds above can't be dispelled."

Click, the elevator reached the bottom floor, Harry reached out and patted Ron on the shoulder, and they walked out together.

In Arthur's eyes, this action looked like a mad dog biting his colleagues in the Ministry of Magic, so he spoke up for justice.

"Hey, Luncoen, I heard you exposed Dirk Kresswei?"

"What did you say?" Harry turned around in confusion.

"Stop pretending. You exposed Dirk, who pretended to be from a wizarding family, for your own future, right?" Arthur's voice became a little stern.

Harry wanted to explain, but he had no idea where to start. In the end, he could only remind her, "Be careful, someone is watching you recently."