Umbridge led a group of Slytherins into the room, and immediately announced that their illegitimate meeting had broken up.

Among the Slytherin students, Malfoy, the leader, was showing him a long-lost smug smile.Harry looked back at him angrily.

The situation is stronger than the people, and apparently someone in Dumbledore's Army has a whistleblower.Umbridge's No.20 Four Education Orders clearly stipulates that all unapproved student organizations are prohibited.As the organizer and leader, Harry was first taken away without any suspense.Immediately afterwards, a large number of Slytherin students poured in, and everyone who attended the party was arrested and taken away.

Harry stared at Malfoy who was escorting him with hatred, and said through gritted teeth, "I thought you had a sex change recently, Malfoy! It's still disgusting as always."

"Thanks for the compliment, Potter." Malfoy replied triumphantly, "I just faithfully followed the Inspector's orders. Slytherins always know how to respect authority."

"Pulling the weak and fearing the strong." Harry said disdainfully.

Malfoy's expression turned cold: "If I were you, I should worry about interrogation for a while now, Potter. The evidence is overwhelming, and you will be fired."

Harry cursed him with his eyes, and Malfoy ignored his provocation, walking straight ahead with a victorious smile.Soon they reached the headmaster's office, where Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, the old man Harry had always wanted to see, but not in this way.

Even the Minister of Magic was alarmed, and Fudge took Kingsley and others to supervise the interrogation of the students. Harry saw that they wanted to interrogate Dumbledore more.He was angry and ashamed, worried that he would hurt the old headmaster, and insisted that he didn't know anything.While Fudge and the others were distracted, he noticed Dumbledore's invisible nod, obviously he was right.

The interrogation stalled until Fudge noticed from a Dumbledore's Army student list the name of the organization Hermione had scribbled months earlier.

"Dumbledore's Army."

Dumbledore stared at the titles of the list Fudge had given him, and was speechless for a moment.But when he looked up, the blue eyes became vivid and optimistic again. "Obviously, I ordered everything," he said.

Harry opened his mouth, but was stopped by Dumbledore's eyes.He happily accepted all the blame, and even Fudge didn't expect to frame him to such an extent.

Dumbledore's confession made the students all immune, but Fudge and Umbridge couldn't care less, nothing was more important than hitting Dumbledore himself.

Just when they wanted to arrest him and bring him to justice, Dumbledore finally showed the strength of a respected old headmaster.Flashes of magic whirled around the room, and the dazzling fight ended quickly. Dumbledore stunned the people of the Ministry of Magic, grabbed Phoenix Fox by the tail, and left in an unimaginable way.

Before Harry had time to rejoice, he was hit by a sudden burst of severe pain.

The scar almost pierced through the nerves of the brain, Harry moaned in pain, as if he saw some pictures, someone rolled and begged in front of his eyes, the long light blond hair was messy, but he couldn't understand more , and passed out in the principal's office.

Overnight, Hogwarts undergoes tremendous changes, the principal is replaced by Umbridge, and Harry Potter is seriously injured and unconscious. The "Daily Prophet" spent an entire page reporting how the Savior was like Dumbledore, secretly organizing students to establish Dumbledore's Army at school, trying to confuse people with the lie of the Dark Lord's resurrection, build his own private army, and During a fierce conflict with law enforcement officers during interrogation by the Ministry of Magic, Harry's coma was explained as the result of fighting the Ministry of Magic to protect Dumbledore.

"It's nonsense!" Harry sat on the hospital bed in the hospital wing and threw the newspaper out angrily, "How can they open their eyes and talk nonsense!"

Hermione looked at him worriedly. "I still don't think you should be watching this. You just woke up, Harry, and Madam Pomfrey said you needed to rest."

Ron agreed: "We were all freaking out. Professor McGonagall almost got into a fight with Umbridge."

"Is the professor okay?" Harry immediately asked worriedly. He still remembered Dumbledore sternly warning Professor McGonagall to stick to Hogwarts before he left.If Professor McGonagall was also expelled due to his own reasons, then his crime would be great.

"Don't worry, Harry, everyone's fine. You're the only one to worry about," said Hermione, half relieved, half reproachful.

Ron asked, "Your scar, isn't it?"

Harry nodded. "It hasn't happened in a while. This time I was not prepared at all. I felt Voldemort's anger, and saw some pictures..."

His friends were once again speechless because of the name.But soon, Ron overcame his fear and boldly analyzed: "What angered him, what did you see?"

Harry tried to recall the image in his memory. It was a thin wizard, prostrate on the ground, bearing Voldemort's wrath. His hair was long and light blond...

"It's Malfoy!" He came to his senses, although he didn't see the face, the iconic long hair, similar figure, and the status of a Death Eater, there is no doubt that there is someone who fits well, "Voldemort is punishing Lucius Malfoy! I saw him rolling on the ground, Voldemort was very angry..."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other as they digested the news for a while.

"Er... doesn't sound too bad...?" Hermione said uncertainly.

Ron just laughed out loud: "Hey, don't be so modest! This is so satisfying!"

Harry thought of Malfoy's smug face, and couldn't help agreeing: "I think this is retribution? Finally, there is good news." It was still learned from Voldemort.

Madam Pomfrey checked Harry's condition, confirmed that he was in good health and was allowed to leave the hospital.

On the way back to the dormitory, they ran into Draco Malfoy by chance in the corridor. The latter could be said to have just won a victory, but there was no joy in his face, and even the pale pointed face was even paler. It's close to morbid.

Ron was the first to hiss, drawing Malfoy's resentful stare.They fought each other's sights in the air, invisible sparks crackling all around.

Harry grabbed Ron's wrist, motioning him to calm down.He noticed that Malfoy had a delicate armband with an "I" written on it, and he had a hunch that it was not something that would benefit them.

Ron barely looked away, and they walked together, past Malfoy, who finally spoke viciously.

"Wait, pure-blood traitor. Five points for disrespect to me. Oh, and five points for walking with a mudblood. Ten points for you, Potter. Ten points for lying, Potter."

Hermione turned and shouted, "You have no right to deduct points, Malfoy!"

"I have it," he tugged at his armband. "See, this is the badge of the investigative action team personally appointed by Headmaster Umbridge. Members have the right to deduct points from the college."

Ron was about to explode with rage, and Harry turned before him, approached Malfoy, and said almost against his nose, "Don't get too carried away, Malfoy. You'd better ask your father about Cruciatus How, can he still get up from the ground?"

The only color on Malfoy's face had faded visibly to the naked eye.He staggered back a step, too scared to speak.

Harry sneered: "Am I lying, you know it very well, don't you?"

Without looking at Malfoy again, he turned and left with his friends.

They walked into the Gryffindor lounge, and Ron couldn't help but praise: "Nice job, buddy! It's time to teach that evil Death Eater a lesson."

"Through the hands of the mysterious man?" Hermione said disapprovingly, "This time it's just a coincidence. Malfoy became a member of the investigation team, and we must proceed carefully in the future."

Harry nodded, thinking of Snape's Occlumency tutorial today, he couldn't help lamenting: "I really don't know why I have to learn Occlumency, at least I can see Voldemort's perspective through the scar - even if Dumbledore Lido thinks it's dangerous, but does it help me understand what he's doing?"

Hermione and Ron fell silent.Harry thought they were intimidated by Voldemort's name again, and was a little chagrined.

They came to their usual corner and sat down, and Hermione gave unexpected information.

"I'm afraid you don't have to go to tuition today, Harry." Hermione said in a low voice, "Not long after you passed out, Ron and I saw Snape running out from the edge of the Forbidden Forest."

Harry asked in surprise, "Run out?"

Ron said: "That's right. He looked very bad. Hermione and I followed secretly for a while and found that he had left the school. He didn't show up in the hall for lunch at noon today."

"At this juncture?" Harry wondered, confused. "Shouldn't it be a report to the - Death Eaters?" He hesitated, not saying Voldemort's name, to make his friends feel more at ease.

With Dumbledore expelled, Harry in a coma, Umbridge doves in the magpie's nest, and Hogwarts clearly in disarray, if Snape had been a loyal Death Eater, he wouldn't have wanted to tell his master about the big deal. good news.

Ron agreed with him, but Hermione disagreed.

"His face is terrible," said Hermione. "It's not joyful at all, it's more urgent. I don't think he's rushing to do meritorious service, at least."

Ron looked pensive, obviously he also saw the Potions Professor's expression, and felt that Hermione's words made sense.

Harry thought for a while, then said, "Anyway, I'm going to visit his office."

After a while, Harry returned to the dormitory to take a shower and change clothes. After a short rest, he took his wand and went to the cellar.

Along the way, he was on guard against encountering troubles from Slytherins. Apart from Malfoy, there were several Slytherin students wearing the armbands of the investigative operations team. Grab the handle.

Fortunately, the other Slytherins seemed to maintain the strange changes they had made some time ago, turning a blind eye to him.Although Harry swore he couldn't help but sneer at the sight of a Slytherin, he was held back by his friends.

Harry guessed that something was holding them back, and whatever it was he was grateful that it allowed him to get all the way to the Potions Master's office unhindered.

He knocked on the door, hoping no one would answer.Unfortunately, after a while, just when Harry thought he could leave, the door clicked open.

oh no...

He sighed inwardly.

Snape appeared at the door sullenly.

Reluctantly, Harry raised his eyes, and found that his face was extremely pale, and the blue-black under his eyes seemed to have not slept for three days in a row.

"Professor... are you okay?" He asked out of basic conscience.

Snape snorted through his nostrils. "Don't bother the great savior." But his voice was weak, "As you can see, this sad potions professor is suffering from extreme fatigue, unable to teach Occlumency, which is not within his scope of responsibility, and troubles everyone The attention-grabbing golden boy is gone for nothing."

Harry struggled to understand his eviction order, "Uh...it's okay, you...have a good rest."

He'd be happy to take the trip for nothing.

The author has something to say:

In fact, in the original book, Harry really likes the feeling of being able to see the demon king’s perspective (I can understand it very much, not only can he get first-hand information, but he can also see the world from the perspective of Lao Fu, it’s so cool and practical, it’s so beautiful [no), now This feeling is being reinforced.

As for the characters other than Fuha, I will basically continue the description style of the original novel. Platinum aristocrats and sexy Snape are thunderbolts to the original novel party, so don’t embarrass me...

In addition, those who are worried about the snake face, look up the title of the book!Come, come, let me highlight for you: Handsome!The Dark Lord, Ying!hansome!

...You understand?

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