[HP] King of Slytherin

Fudge cleared his throat, bringing his attention back to himself.

"Okay, enough nonsense now, do you go by yourself or let us help you,"

With a wave of Scrimgeour's hand, the dozen or so Aurors in the room were immediately dispersed, forming a vaguely net-like envelopment.

Hyland clenched his lips, but did not move. He knew exactly what he should do.If Dumbledore wants to leave, no one here can keep him. If Dumbledore chooses to be arrested, there must be a reason for him.What he needs to do at the moment is to stay out of it, not add to it.

Dumbledore said cheerfully, "It's a pity that I can't accept either of these options, Connelly. I don't want to be sent to Azkaban at all. Of course, I can escape, but what a waste of time, And frankly, I have a ton of other things to do that I'd rather be doing."

Fudge's face was green, like a winter melon.Umbridge's face was flushed, whether it was excitement or nervousness.

Scrimgeour shouted, "Do it!"

A dozen red lights flashed, and Hyland quickly backed away, hiding behind a shelf in time, and cast an armor spell on himself.

Like the most dazzling firework show, red and green are shining brightly.Immediately afterwards, a silver light hovered in the room, and then exploded with a bang. The dazzling light made everyone see only a piece of white light, and their ears were buzzing.Hyland had to squat down, the floor under his feet was shaking uncontrollably, and the whole room seemed to collapse at any moment.

There was another cannon fire, the principals in the portraits screamed loudly, and the room was in a mess.

Hyland narrowed his eyes, and vaguely saw several people falling to the ground, and a figure barely managed to take two steps, stumbling against the shelf, aiming at someone with his wand, ready to attack again.

It was Scrimgeour.

Hyland picked up a silverware and smashed it down smoothly, hitting the red heart.

Scrimgeour didn't even hum, rolled his eyes, and slid softly along the shelf to the ground.

Hyland threw the murder weapon aside in disgust, and only now did he realize what a Muggle thing he had done.While no one was paying attention, he cast another Stunning Charm. Scrimgeour twitched and passed out completely.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Dumbledore walked up to Hyland and asked with concern, "Are you not injured?"

"I'm fine." Hyland replied while looking around.The room was in a mess, the portraits on the wall were twisted and crooked, the tables and chairs were scattered, and there were more than a dozen unconscious people lying on the ground, everything looked horrific.

"Time is running out, let me make a long story short," Dumbledore said quickly, "after I leave, you don't need to worry about everything, just take good care of yourself, understand?"

Hyland nodded. At this critical moment, he didn't want Dumbledore to worry about himself.

"If you're in trouble, you go to Minerva or Severus, and they'll help you. If it's really hard, go to Gellert. Don't trust anyone but these people. Voldemort's usual trick It's the Imperius Curse, you can't tell who is under the curse, so be vigilant at all times," said Dumbledore.

"I wrote it all down," Hyland said.

"Also..." Dumbledore frowned slightly, "You help me tell Harry that he must learn Occlumency well, and his brain must be sealed no matter what. I am very worried about this child."

"I will keep an eye on him all the time, don't worry. If there is any change in him, I will ask Professor Snape to tell you that Harry will never be used by Voldemort." Hyland understood Dumbledore's worries , with Harry's brave and reckless character, it is easy to do impulsive things and be manipulated by those who want to.

Dumbledore patted Hyland on the shoulder and said nothing.He took out a golden-red phoenix feather and held it in his hand.

"That..." Hyland said hesitantly.

"what's up?"

Hyland stared at him, and slowly revealed a smile: "Take care of yourself, Father."

A flame rose, and Dumbledore was engulfed in the fire. Under the dancing flame, Dumbledore smiled in surprise and relief.

Fudge moved his fingers, and Hyland quickly leaned aside, closing his eyes.

"Damn it," Fudge stood up with difficulty, yelling angrily, "Where's Dumbledore?!"

The others woke up one after another, and Hyland also opened his eyes.

He suddenly thought of Scrimgeour, and hurriedly recited the undoing spell in a barely audible voice. Scrimgeour got up in a daze, with a huge lump on his forehead. He touched it with his hand and gasped in pain. .

"Merlin's bastard beard! Dumbledore, don't let me catch you!"

Hyland looked away guiltily.

"He can't Apparate, it must be the stairs!" someone said.

A dozen or so Aurors stepped out, and Shacklebolt followed them.Fudge looked sullen and kicked a chair away resentfully.

"Mr. Yatra, why are you here?" Umbridge suddenly turned his finger on Hyland and asked aggressively, "What did Dumbledore tell you?"

Hyland looked innocent: "Professor Dumbledore asked me to come here. You showed up before he said anything. I don't know what he is going to say to me." He pretended to ponder for a while, " Maybe it's the task arrangement of the prefect?"

"You're lying." Umbridge gave him a sharp look. "You guys are in the same group. I saw you enter the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix with my own eyes!"

Hyland was greatly surprised. The Order of the Phoenix kept such strict secrecy, how did she know?

"Dolores, is what you said true?" Fudge's eyes lit up for a moment, and he asked brightly.

"That's right, I have been keeping an eye on Grimmauld Place as instructed by you, Minister. I saw him walk in with my own eyes that day!" Umbridge said anxiously, with a disheveled face and the bow on her sweater crooked. The look of asking for credit.

"No wonder she has always hated me so much." Hyland thought to himself, but said in a daze, "Order of the Phoenix? What is that?"

"An illegal organization headed by Dumbledore, including criminals like Sirius Black, and many werewolves and wizards of the breed." Fudge stared at him, trying to find the slightest loophole in his face.

"Are you kidding?" Hyland's tone was so surprised that he couldn't add more, he sneered contemptuously, "You actually compare me with some mudbloods? Will I stay with a group of Gryffindors?" His expression became very uncomfortable nice.

"By the way, I forgot you're a Slytherin." Fudge muttered, patting his head, a little annoyed.Slytherin's arrogance and xenophobia are well known. He doesn't believe that a Slytherin will join forces with the Order of the Phoenix, let alone that Dumbledore will trust a Slytherin student.

"Minister, he is Grindelwald's heir!" Umbridge reminded.

Fudge hesitated again. He was a little hesitant. At present, there was no evidence to prove that Hyland was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, but he couldn't be reconciled to letting go of the clues to arrest Dumbledore.

"Professor Umbridge, when did you see me in Grimmauld Place?" Hyland asked, turning his defense into an offense.

"One night before school started," said Umbridge coldly.

Hyland's brains turned sharply, and he finally understood that the time of discovery should be in the few days when he and Lucius met, but... how could Umbridge keep watching without anyone finding out?Invisibility Cloak, or Animagus?

Just when he was about to make up an alibi, Scrimgeour said in a low voice, "I can prove it for him!"

Everyone was amazed at the same time and looked at Scrimgeour in unison.

"During that time, Mr. Yatra had been invited to be a guest at my house, and it was absolutely impossible to haunt Black's old house." Scrimgeour said firmly, without changing his face or beating his heart.

Fudge believed it, and maybe Umbridge was wrong.

"Mr. Yatra, you can go."

Hyland said nothing, turned and walked towards the door.Behind him, Umbridge anxiously argued: "Minister, it was very dark, but that man did look a lot like Yatra..."

The door is closed.

After Dumbledore left, Hogwarts lost the mainstay that had always supported the overall situation, and everything began to go bad.

Umbridge became acting headmaster. She was very reluctant to have the word "generation" in front of the title, but there was no way, the headmaster's office refused to open, and the guard monster bit her precious pink dress.After gaining power, the first thing Umbridge did was stand up. She fired Trelawney, the prophecy professor, and forcefully drove her out of Hogwarts.Just when the students were uneasy and didn't know who would be the new professor, Umbridge appeared in the prophecy class on the second day.

"It sucks!" Astoria complained to Hyland when she came back from class. "No whispering, no wands, she even confiscated all the crystal balls! Merlin, this is the most boring class I've ever been in." One class. Compared with Umbridge, Professor Binns is almost an orator."

To make things worse, Umbridge formed a special operations investigation team, dedicated to monitoring.The leader of the special team is Hyland's old acquaintance, Pansy Parkinson, who took refuge with Umbridge with a group of Slytherins.

Hyland saw Pansy on the stairs after Transfiguration.She was stalking Harry, Hermione, and Ron, her broad chin thrust high, making no secret of her acerbity and arrogance.

"You'd better be more polite to me, Potter," Pansy said, "or I think the Gryffindor hourglass will be sadly empty."

She fiddled with the gleaming silver badge on her chest, and smiled maliciously: "Let me see, Potter insults the professor, five points will be deducted."

Harry was so angry that Hermione pulled him back hard.

"Anyone who dares to speak ill of Headmaster Umbridge will end up like this," Pansy said coldly.

She giggled a few times and walked away briskly.

Harry clenched his fists and muttered something under his breath, as if he wanted to cast a curse on her, but he finally held back.

Hyland next to him was puzzled, what did he hear?Harry said Parseltongue?