Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

"Father, father... father."

Xiao Longbao's tongue got stuck, his calf twisted, and he turned straight to the side facing Lucius Malfoy at an incredible angle.

Complete the neat movements of "rotate to the right and rear, take a rest, stand at attention, look to the right, and look forward" within three seconds.

"I told you to call me at school—Professor Malfoy, my dear little dragon." Lucius put the coffee cup in his hand back on the table in a leisurely manner.

"Professor Malfoy." The little dragon was very well-behaved, just barely wagging its tail.

The calculations in Lucius Malfoy's mind were running fast, and today is different from the past.If my son told him this poor old father a few years ago, he and Harry Potter became close friends, and they rolled together on the Quidditch pitch with the children of the Weasley family and the hard-core Gryffindors. He would hit him on the head with a snake rod regardless of his manners, then put him in confinement, and then feed him the most disgusting carrot for a month.

But now... Lucius glanced nonchalantly at the old man across from the headmaster's desk, Albus was seriously studying the snacks in his snack box, and opened it and pushed it in the direction of several children.

The corners of the platinum noble's eyes twitched, and he turned his face back, adjusted his expression, and tried to say in the most gentle tone: "Unite with other college students...you did a good job."

Now that Lucius Malfoy has made the choice of camp, he must "cleanse" Malfoy bit by bit according to the principle of maximizing benefits, and lay a solid foundation for the future image of a hero. Although his son Some people "don't distinguish between right and wrong", and the friends they find are "good and bad".However, these coincidences are what the Malfoy family needs most at this moment.

The xiaolongbao, which was about to eat a meal of "steamed hip and tip meat in a small pot", froze in place, and it was hard to believe that my father would let me go like this.

The old principal greeted the three children in a friendly manner: "Then let's go to Umbridge's office first, and you children will stay here first. Leave this matter to the adults. Come and have a snack?"

The three little ones shook their heads together, and Harry said, "Principal, can't we go with you? After all, we are also considered parties..."

"Not for now, dear. You rest here first. I promise to return your good friend to you intact." The old headmaster blinked.

The three little ones were finally left in the principal's office. Lucius said that he was going back to rest, and left the office calmly, staring at his son.Dumbledore called the head of Gryffindor, and the group marched towards Ms. Umbridge's office.

Cyril couldn't describe the fury he felt when he saw the black quill.

As a supporter who appeared in Pink Toad 1 Toad's office with his head raised, he should have stood behind the old headmaster and Professor McGonagall with his neck raised, pretending to be a little boy who can only shout, but the premise is that he The black quill was not found.

Time went back to 3 minutes ago, and Dumbledore was still "seriously negotiating" with the woman whose neck was stuck.

Dumbledore had a calm face, not angry and arrogant: "The expulsion of the students is the principal's accusation."

Umbridge put his hands on the table, showing a smirk, eyes full of malice and disdain, and his voice was as shocking as ever: "As a special supervisor from the Ministry of Magic, I directly enjoy the powers granted to me by the Ministry of Magic. I have no problem with the rules and procedures that the Ministry of Magic has given me."

Professor McGonagall tensed his chin: "This is Hogwarts, not the Ministry of Magic. Please don't bring those of your officialdom to the school."

Principal Dumbledore: "Issues about students should be handled by their dean first. The specific process is not clear. Since you mentioned the process and regulations, we will follow the process and regulations."

Umbridge looked stern, his eyes flickered, and he raised his chin: "Oh? Of course I have no problem here!"

Headmaster Dumbledore: "First of all, I thought, my colleague Minerva and I would like to know what these two children did?"

Umbridge said sharply: "They spread false rumors, caused panic among the students, and that Longbottom even attacked senior officials of the Ministry of Magic with his wand!"

Snape, who had been silent all this time, sneered, not knowing whether he was mocking the "senior official of the Ministry of Magic" or wanting to complain about "Neville's attack with a wand".

Cyril stood beside Ron and Neville with red eyes and noses, watching them write something stroke by stroke on the small table beside them, and suddenly his eyes froze.

"Wait! What are you using?" Cyril grabbed Neville's wrist.

The two children were startled and dropped the black quill in their hands. The red marks on the back of their hands were still clearly visible.The quill fell back onto the table.This is a pen made of uncommon bird feathers. The whole body glows with an ominous blue-black light, which makes people uncomfortable to look at.Cyril used his fairly rich knowledge of magical biology to make a judgment, guessing that it might be the tail feather of a Siberian mourning bird.

The Siberian mourning bird lives on the blood of other birds. Its cry is hoarse and terrifying. It preys at night and often heralds the doom of bloody disasters. 【Note】"Who gave you the pen? Where's the ink?"

Cyril asked with a cold face, his heart was pounding in his chest, and his temples were also bulging outwards, almost unable to control his emotions.

Ron and Neville had never seen such a cold face, with such a terrifying expression on the assistant teacher Cyril McLean's face, they were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound.

"Who gave you the pens?" Cyril repeated the question, and floated two black quills into the air with her wand.

The movement on Cyril's side caught the attention of the wizards who were arguing over there.Umbridge jumped over nimbly, trying to snatch the two quills.

"Excuse me ma'am, please stop. Talk if you have something to say, I don't want to do it."

Cyril raised the wand in his hand high, and two quills with an ominous black light floated and spun over the office.

"The quill Ms Umbridge gave... let's write the check first. He said no... ink." Ron said palely.

"...this quill is very evil...but we dare not use it...she also said that she would fire us..." Neville dared not look up, and whispered with his head down in frustration.

With one stride, Dumbledore pushed the chunky "Pink Square" aside, motioning for Cyril to show him the quill.Severus held Umbridge firmly with one hand and wanted to do something.

"Suspect there are elements of black magic, be careful." Cyril slowly put down the two quills with his wand.

Principal Dumbledore didn't touch it, but took a closer look.Finally nodded and said: "It is indeed a black magic item. I guess the function is to form a dark contract through the user's writing. The magic power of the contract is reflected and engraved on the flesh. The ink is the blood of the person who wrote it. It is a forbidden punishment item. "

"How... how dare you!!! You are using black magic items on my students! They are 12 years old!"

The upright Professor McGonagall was the first to explode, and she pulled out her wand, looking like she wanted to turn the woman who was being restrained by Severus into a pig.

"Ms. Umbridge, I remember that Chapter 2 of the Hogwarts School Regulations clearly states that it is not allowed to perform black magic and use black magic items on students. Chapter 3 Article [-] does not allow students to perform any other activities other than labor services. Corporal punishment." Dumbledore's face was very ugly.

Umbridge is now being pinned down by Severus with one hand, unable to move, and her hair is disheveled during the struggle, but she obviously doesn't care about it. From the panic just now to the current smashing, Umbridge only used After 1 minute adjustment, malice and sarcasm flickered in her small brown-black eyes: "It doesn't make sense to treat some people who are humble in their bones...... But I will explain the situation to Minister Fudge. But believe me, the Minister will understand my approach, obviously these people who are afraid of chaos will never recognize the facts unless they take some tough measures..."

"Enough." Dumbledore's voice was low and his tone was undeniable.

"Severus, 'invite' Ms Umbridge to the small room next to my office, she needs to calm down; Cyril, these two children now need to go to the medical wing; Minerva contacts the parents of the students, They should have the right to know that their children have been attacked by black arts. I will report this immediately."

"Just keep me locked up, Dumbledore! You're only going to be rampant for a while today, enjoy this time at the top of Hogwarts, this is no longer your kingdom! The minister has a plan to promote me to the administrative position here. Vice-principal, in charge of appointment and dismissal, the notice will be issued tomorrow at the latest. This school has been lawless for too long, it needs to be rectified, the school is disorganized, students always learn some useless things, and the professor is rubbish. Dumbledore! You never recognize To be honest, you want to make this school your reservists against the Ministry of Magic, don't you? You'll be a sinner at Hogwarts, old lunatic!" Umbridge said hysterically, no longer Whispering voice and affective tone.

"What about me, what about this school, what about the professor, and what about the students, what you say doesn't count, and what I say doesn't matter. Someone will decide what is right and wrong. But I don't want to remind you again, this It's the school, don't take out those pickled things from officialdom to pollute the eyes and ears of my students, no matter what happens tomorrow, today I am the principal, then this school will be in charge of me."

After finishing speaking, the old headmaster waved the back of his hand outwards, palms inward, motioning for Snape to take him away.

"Come on, we're going to the hospital wing now." Cyril left Umbridge's office sullenly, supporting a child with one hand.

In the afternoon, a troubled Cyril wrote a letter to Rita Skeeter.Since the serial story between him and Severus became popular last time, he and the female reporter have maintained a kind of tacit tacit understanding----not disturbing each other and communicating with each other.

Ms. Umbridge has crossed the line too much this time, and Cyril is not very patient to deal with such trivial matters in the face of the enemy, so it is better to leave it to someone who is interested.

……

In the evening, on the fifth floor of the British Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.

The last time Cyril had heard of the department was when Dumbledore had mentioned it veiled - while making the Soul Eater potion.At that time the old headmaster had said that most of the ancient time-turners existed there, but the Ministry of Magic would not lend them out, and the switches themselves did not meet the requirements for making potions.

No one has ever known what the people working in the Department of Mysteries are doing. Their missions are all top-secret, and the public time limit is counted in centuries.The wizards who work here are called "The Silent Ones".These wizards discovered that there are still many known or unknown innate magic in the magic world, and the form of its existence is obviously difficult to explain, and it is even more difficult or impossible to control.The Reticents work here, researching and experimenting with these things. 【Note】However, no one in the Department of Mysteries this evening is destined to be seriously experimenting.Lucius and a group of Death Eaters "cleared" this place and the entire corridor on the fifth floor.Of course, those who were "cleared" did not include the members of the Order of the Phoenix who had already hidden and the few Aurors who had some friendship with the Order of the Phoenix.

The task Dumbledore assigned to everyone is to control Voldemort on the basis of capturing or killing more Death Eaters. He will do his best to eliminate the big trouble. At the same time, if he sees a snake, Feel free to call Cyril directly.

Yes, Cyril was involved at his own relentless insistence.As a young man with a good level of magic, he should have joined such an operation and fought side by side with his partner, and finally Severus was convinced by him.

Cyril had a minibus strapped to his wrist, and wore the invisibility cloak that Harry had kindly lent him, and was mainly responsible for dealing with the snake that might come.

"Remove the blindfold of the minibus at the critical moment."

Before the action, Cyril was pushed to the corner of the corridor by the nervous Snape, and the two kissed for 5 minutes under the invisibility cloak. so.

"Protect yourself, or I will lose my life." Cyril poked the other person's chest with his finger deliberately jokingly, to ease the atmosphere.

"I will, and so will you."