[Zhongyingmei] What is your father?

Professor Umbridge is suffering from a terrible headache!

The good news (?) spread all over Hogwarts at once, and one day she had such a severe headache that she couldn't even leave the professor's lounge.

Madam Pomfrey personally went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to visit the senior Hogwarts prosecutor appointed by the Ministry of Magic. Under Umbridge's repeated requests, she cast a series of inspection magic again and again, which was extremely unexpected. Said patiently: "Ma'am, you just need enough rest, nothing serious!"

"No!" Umbridge was too lazy to speak in a girly voice. She was lying on the bed with a pink silk blindfold on her forehead, weak: "I was definitely tried by a curse."

For the first time, Madam Pomfrey hoped that the group of boys with excess strength in Gryffindor would make trouble, whether it was frying the cauldron or the spell failed, please hurry up and rescue her from the wounded Bar!She has seen enough pink in this room!

A knock on the door caught Madam Pomfrey's attention, she quickly turned and left the lounge, opened the office door: "Oh! Severus! Miss Stark!"

Her eyes were shining, as if she was not wearing a black robe today, but Dumbledore's blindingly fancy robe.Snape frowned slightly, and handed a bottle of potion to Madam Pomfrey: "A palliative for headaches."

"You should tell Professor Umbridge yourself!" Madam Pomfrey would never allow Snape to leave, she dragged the two into the office and shouted towards the lounge: "Oh, Severus and Miss Stark are visiting you!"

"Oh!" There was a rush of whispers in the lounge, and Umbridge exclaimed softly, "Oh! Don't let men step into my room!"

Ashley made a vomiting gesture, and then she was thrown into the lounge by the collar by the black-faced Snape.

"Professor." Ashley took the potion and walked to Umbridge's bed. She looked at Umbridge who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed: "I heard that you are sick due to lack of rest. On behalf of Slater, all the students came to visit you."

Umbridge heard the voice, opened his eyes slightly, and looked around the room, only to find Ashley alone, she looked a little disappointed.

"This is a potion that our headmaster personally brewed for you." Ashley pulled off the cap of the bottle and handed it to Umbridge: "It's just out of the pot. The potion is the most effective. Drink it quickly."

Umbridge looked at the small crystal bottle, which was filled with a dark blue potion. She sniffed it and found no peculiar smell, so she drank it in one gulp.

Her face suddenly became strange, her eyes were staring, her nostrils were suddenly dilated, but her mouth was tightly closed, as if she would spit out when she opened her mouth.

"Thank Professor Snape for me..." After a long time, Umbridge said hoarsely, "No, no, help me up, I want to thank him personally!"

She made a gesture to struggle to get up, Ashley hurried to help her, and pushed her back on the bed with force: "Professor!"

"Miss Stark, we should go, don't disturb poor Professor Umbridge's rest." When Snape's face was close to the bottom of the pot, Madam Pomfrey finally had enough of seeing the excitement, and she was willing to put Ah Shirley called out.

"Wait!" Ashley covered the quilt for Umbridge: "Professor, that, my make-up paper..."

"Exactly." Umbridge lay weakly on the bed: "Professor Snape!"

Madam Pomfrey elbowed Snape a few times, but he refused to move even half a step when he reached the bedroom door.

What an old-fashioned bigot.Umbridge thought to himself, she felt a little dizzy after drinking the medicine, and just wanted to sleep, she directed Snape to take out Ashley's paper from her drawer, and begged, "I really don't have the strength, it's all thanks to I teach you."

After finally leaving the black defense office, Ashley followed behind Snape in joy.

Snape stopped abruptly, Ashley didn't stop the car, and stepped on the hem of his robe, she took half a step back guiltily, staring at the half footprint on Snape's robe.

"I want you to help me keep an eye on the heat of the potion. I don't want you to secretly add something to it." After a short silence, Snape said.

"You found out!" Ashley chuckled, she didn't care about it: "It's just a medicine for gaining weight. Besides the effect is fast and accurate, it has no side effects."

"If you want to do this kind of thing again, don't use my name!" Snape emphasized: "I don't want others to think that it's my potion's problem!"

"You really boiled the special medicine for her." Ashley looked around Snape inquiringly, and then denied herself: "How is it possible, I smelled it when I was guarding the cauldron in the morning, it was sage." The taste, which is obviously used as a stimulant, how could it be a palliative! "Speaking of which, she suddenly realized: "Oh, professor..."

"Shut up!" Snape shoved the paper to Ashley, "Take your waste papers and dispose of them!"

Umbridge's head and feet ached for more than a week.

The students thought they could get away with a poor Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but when they saw Professor Snape, who could hardly hold back his smug smile, the whole class was in a bad mood.

"I don't even know who's more annoying than a black bat or a pink bat." - A Hufflepuff second-year student.

"I think Snape is good, after all, he has real talents and never talks nonsense." - A fifth-year Ravenclaw student said.

"I hope the old bat gets a headache too, and then we can take a break from black defense class." - A red-haired fifth-year boy from Gryffindor.

Ashley jumped up and hit Ron on the head: "The dean is enough to have a headache every day reading your papers!"

"He doesn't need to read it!" Ron said convincingly, "I don't want to get a paper that has been changed beyond recognition! Professor McGonagall has never disliked my paper on Transfiguration class so much!"

"Okay Ron." Seeing that Ashley and Ron were about to quarrel again, Harry quickly pushed him aside: "I'm looking for you this time for a serious business."

Ashley looked vigilant: "I won't tell you the topic of the quiz in the next Potions class."

"What! There's a quiz next class!" Ron popped up again.

Harry pushed his head back, struggling to decide between business and the quiz, and gave up the test with a look of pain on his face: "We want to invite you to join a group."

"But Umbridge wants to disband all student organizations." Ashley looked around and whispered, "I heard that her move was aimed at you? What have you been up to lately?"

Harry cast a few detection spells around to make sure nothing was eavesdropping, and whispered quickly in Ashley's ear, "Pansy will bring you here at eight o'clock tonight."

He thoughtlessly dropped such a sentence and dragged Ron away in a hurry. Ashley was confused. She looked around, found no one, and left in a hurry.

At 07:30 in the evening, Pansy pulled Ashley out of the Slytherin lounge.

"Harry said you can't be late." Pansy held Ashley's arm: "Don't look around, just take a walk like we usually do."

Ashley was very frank: "I didn't look around, it was you who looked around."

"..."

"..."

"Okay!" Pansy let go of Ashley and cleared her throat: "I'm just a little nervous. Harry said he would introduce you to everyone today." Her smile was a bit malicious: "And your patron saint."

"What!" Ashley almost jumped up, she turned around and wanted to run away: "I'm not going!"

Pansy grabbed Ashley with her backhand and grabbed her back with a little force: "It's almost there!"

"You didn't tell me what I was going to do!" Ashley refused to go any further, she stopped where she was, and looked at Pansy:

"I'm not going anywhere with you tonight if you don't tell me."

"I can't say." Pan Xi shook his head: "None of us can say, but we trust you and need you."

"Oh, thank you." Ashley sighed, and she whispered, "But I can't mess with Umbridge anymore, I promised the Headmaster."

"You're going to love it there!" Pansy insisted. "Umbridge has no way of knowing, I promise you!"

Just when the two were at a stalemate, Ashley's bracelet lit up, she turned around, lay down on the corridor, and yelled aggrievedly: "Damian..."

Damian smiled, and he asked, "What's the matter, have you been wronged?"

Ashley glanced back at Pansy who was standing behind her, curled her lips: "Pansy bullied me..."

Pansy's eyes were about to roll to the sky, she kept silently chanting the potion formula of the tranquilizing potion, and controlled herself not to jump up and beat Ashley.

"I think you can go and have a look." After Ashley finished talking about Pansy's series of crimes, Damian suggested: "They should have set up a study group, which will help you."

Who wants to listen to your advice? Shouldn't the boyfriend should do the same thing as himself and sue Pan Xi at this time!Ashley tapped her fingers on the banister, absent-mindedly coping.

"You are already in the fifth grade. I heard that you are going to take a very important exam this semester. Some of them are about practical ability. It is definitely not enough to just read the textbooks in class." Damian rambled: "Any Training must be done in actual combat to make progress, how can you do it with books alone!"

Ashley fiddled with the bracelet and said "hmm" for a long time.

Damian finally found out that Ashley was not in high spirits. He suddenly reverted from the dean to the boyfriend, and his heart skipped a beat.Damn, I've been so complacent recently that I've long since forgotten the seventh tip of the flirting technique that Dick taught me—never reason with your girlfriend!

"Why don't you talk anymore." Ashley waited for a long time, but the other party still hadn't moved. She curled her hair lazily: "Keep talking, I'm listening."

"..." Damian cleared his throat: "Of course, the most important thing is whether you want to go or not. It's no big deal."

"I'm going, of course I'm going. Hearing what you said, it's so interesting there!" Ashley pulled Pansy: "I'm going to class with Pansy, that's all for today, goodbye!"

She seems to have regained her energy, climbing the stairs with great enthusiasm. On the other side of the bracelet, Damian is still teasing Ashley, but she ignores it. Of course, if she doesn’t have such a smug look on her face Smile, and maybe everyone will really believe that she is angry.But now, Pansy is very upset, it's useless to say what she said, but as soon as her boyfriend came out, the matter was directly resolved

The two of them climbed all the way to the eighth floor, feeling out of breath: "Tired... exhausted..."

Before she could stand still, she saw a dozen or so people standing in the corridor, among them was a pink figure that was particularly obvious.

"Damn it!" Pansy also caught sight of Umbridge, she pulled Ashley over and was about to slip away: "How did she find this place!"

"Miss Parkinson! Miss Stark!" Umbridge yelled behind them, "Please come back!"

The two had no choice but to stop, and Umbridge strode over with a sweet smile on his face: "Just right, please tell me, don't stay in the dormitory at night, all run to the empty corridor on the 8th floor What are you here for?"

Pansy and Harry exchanged glances, and Ashley said in a daze, "I..."

"I asked her to come!" Pan Xi took the initiative to stand up, "I tricked her into coming here!"

"Pansy..." Ashley didn't expect that she would take everything on herself, and she looked surprised: "No..."

"And me." Harry also stood up and pushed Fred beside him, "We're here to cheer him on."

Fred reacted very quickly, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, waved it in the air, and it turned into a bouquet of flowers and sent it to Ashley: "Miss Stark, would you like to be my girlfriend? "

As if Ashley was struck by lightning, she even took half a step back. She raised her head, and there were a dozen or so students standing behind Umbridge, and they were looking at her pleadingly.

"I..." Ashley was a little at a loss, she hesitated.

"Miss Stark, you must think clearly about the consequences before making any decision." Umbridge raised his chin and coaxed, "Tell me, good girl, what kind of secret organization are Potter and the others planning?"

Ashley glanced at Fred, who winked at herself, and then at Umbridge, her face full of smugness.Ashley swallowed her saliva, and grabbed the bouquet of flowers: "I am willing!"

"Oh!" The students in the entire corridor cheered. Fred stood up, walked to Ashley, and looked at the dark-faced Umbridge with a smile: "Professor, my friends have witnessed that I have successfully confessed. Do not violate any education orders!"