[HP] Missy and Mischief

The fallout from Voldemort's return to the British wizarding world continues.

It's not just as simple as the ex-Minister of Magic Scrimgeour being tortured and killed and replaced by a new Minister of Magic. He is like a poison that seeps into the blood, and his power is spreading every day-more and more parents of students dare not let them The children returned to Hogwarts, and the family moved abroad (Cassandra thought this move was stupid, and now the only one who has the strength to contend with Voldemort is their headmaster).

After Burns came to power, she abolished the order to appoint Umbridge and Sinex to be "inspectors" at Hogwarts. It can be seen that she is firmly on the side of the Order of the Phoenix.

Umbridge's office is still the same as when Cassandra first saw it. The plates with pictures of cats are hung on the wall in horror, and a strong iron chain is nailed to the wall behind the desk. , tied the three broomsticks together, and Ms. Fentoad seemed to think that they could fly away by themselves or something, so she specially hung up a big lock.

Cassandra couldn't help closing her eyes. She recognized two of the sweeps as belonging to the red-haired twins.

When she desperately suppressed her emotions, she found that everything in her life seemed to be stained with the traces of Weasley: she used the automatic writing quill pen developed by them to take notes, and the furry feather pen accompanied her to sleep. Pygmy Puff, the chat log locked deep in the box...

She still feels that the twins' decision to drop out of school is irrational, and it might be good for them to separate calmly and cool down this shocking lion-snake love... However, as an ancient castle, Hogwarts seems So small that she could spot the twins selling quick skip lozenges to passing students on any corner, or the batsmen's broomsticks in Umbridge's office.

Umbridge caught her gaze, stopped writing on the pink parchment, and asked with a smile on his face, "What's the matter, Miss Wolflin?"

The old witch's attitude was very kind, because Herbert was temporarily released on parole, and she took it for granted that Cassandra was on the side of "that lord".

"Nothing." Cassandra sat down and asked coldly, "What do I need to do today?"

"Ah, don't worry, the task is very easy." Umbridge smiled very happily, his expression looked like he had eaten a delicious and juicy fly, "I think it's very easy to do a little research at Hogwarts." Necessary - I invited all the students from the fifth grade and above to come to the office for a cup of tea and talk about family life. You, just help entertain your classmates, and help me by the way Verify the truth of what they said."

She grinned wide, "You know, I really hate lying."

Cassandra clenched her folded hands.

As the office door was knocked, senior students from other colleges came in one after another. She didn't know all of them, but their identities were without exception. They were all half-blood wizards or even Muggle-born wizards.

"Miss Wolflin, help me with tea," said Umbridge, her voice becoming menacing and melodious, and she ordered the glasses on the tray, "tea, coffee, pumpkin juice here .”

Cassandra pursed her lips and poured some milk into the glass of the Ravenclaw boy who sat restlessly in his chair.Judging from Umbridge's sinister smile, the milk has been designated with something illegal—

"Drink it while it's hot, Mr. Carmichael," said Umbridge briskly. "I'd love to have a chat with you lovely little friends... you're Muggle-born, aren't you? Oh, no ? Then your father or mother was a Muggle..."

Cassandra immediately realized what this woman was doing - she was gathering information for the Dark Lord, about which students were half-bloods who could be drawn into the dark side, and which were Muggle-born who needed to be "cleared out"... The new magician The minister doesn't trust Umbridge, and she begins to find other ways to regain power.

Only the headmaster and vice-headmaster have the right to enter the room where the book of access is placed, and she can only use Veritaserum one-on-one interrogation—tomorrow is the deadline for Umbridge to be ordered to leave Hogwarts, she Since Sinix could not be found, Cassandra could only be called from the investigation and operation team to assist.

Carmichael was obviously not used to such terrible concerns from Umbridge, he held the cup in his hands in horror, "I-my father is a Muggle, but we have a good relationship, and he also supports me to come to Hogwarts read."

"Don't be afraid, you can tell the truth," Umbridge whispered. "Muggles are dangerous, and I know you all want to be fully integrated into the wizarding world... have another cup of tea."

A doubt arose in Cassandra's heart, did Umbridge's Veritaserum really work?

She wanted to use the excuse of shortness of breath to open the window and let the patron saint find the professor to release the news, but at this moment, Kamichael also acted——

He pretended to drink tea and stuffed something into his mouth.Then, after only a dozen seconds, his face suddenly turned red, and while saying "I'm sorry... but I really... vomit... I can't hold it in anymore!" Pour vomit on.

"What! Damn, what's going on!" Umbridge jumped up, his short, fat body leaping back nimbly, avoiding the spray of vomit.

The incense in the room was fermented with a sour smell. Cassandra pinched her nose and quickly opened the window.

Boom!

Before she could draw her wand and release the Patronus Charm, a firecracker flew in through the window, trailing a long, shining tail of silver stars, and scurrying across Umbridge's office, bouncing off the walls The hanging plates shook down one after another—now Fink Toad's office was in a mess.

Umbridge stared dumbfounded as the magical fireworks raged through the house, looking shocked.

Cassandra realized almost immediately who was responsible for Kamichael's vomiting and fireworks, and covered her lips with a small smile.

"What are you laughing at!" Umbridge shouted, angrily opening the window to look at the courtyard, "Both of you, go back first—"

Another rocket came in and exploded on the tip of her nose.

"I just think of happy things." Cassandra also looked down at the courtyard, and sure enough, there were two handsome figures waving at her.There is even a smile on her face that hasn't faded...

Umbridge raised his wand and rushed out of the office to the courtyard.

Downstairs is chaos:

Fire dragons made of green and gold sparks were flitting up and down the corridor, sending out brilliant fiery red streams and making huge explosions; bright pink Catherine wheel fireworks, five feet in diameter, with Spinning through the air with a terrible whoosh, like so many flying saucers; , the more time passes, the more energy and drive these dazzling miracles seem to gain. *

As Umbridge ran shaky, he kept chanting the Vanishing Charm at the fireworks—but instead of doing the right thing, it made the fireworks grow tenfold.

At this time, the other teachers were also startled out of the classroom by the earth-shattering noise, and they all raised their heads to watch the feat done by the Weasley twins, but they had no intention of solving the firecrackers at all.

Umbridge was trembling with anger: "Dumbledore! Look... This is the school under your jurisdiction... It's too messy and lawless. I am the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic! Fire them!"

She almost screamed out the last words.

Cassandra saw Sirius chanting a spell towards the dragon fireworks, so as to add color to Umbridge's already blackened face. Under the blessing of the spell, the fire dragon smoothly chased her short body and flew away. go.

"You two!" Umbridge said to Fred and George, "play pranks in my office...you will receive a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic!"

Dumbledore appeared.

He watched Umbridge's stare and said frankly, "Oh... Dolores, I think you're being a little too harsh on the students' banter."

Standing next to him was a solemn-looking Snape, who had apparently been informed of the violation of the rules for obtaining Veritaserum.

"My God, George," Fred raised his eyebrows, "I feel affirmed for the first time, and I don't think this should end here."

"Coincidentally, I think so too." George said casually, looking up at the blond witch standing by the window.

Blue eyes met green ones.

Cassandra understood, and the holly wand she held tightly in her hand aimed at the iron chain that locked the broomstick. Under the effect of the Shattering Curse, the heavy shackles snapped.

"It's time for us to try our talents in the real world, what do you think?" Fred turned his head to look at George, his eyes eager to try.

"That's right." George snapped his fingers, raised his wand together with Fred, and shouted in unison——

"WitchesAccio (Broom comes)!"

Cassandra watched as their broomstick fluttered before her eyes, flying out the window with its heavy chain still trailing it—she didn't have time to rummage through the keys, did she?

"We won't see each other again," said Fred, stepping onto the broom.

"Yeah, don't bother to send us a letter..." said George, getting on his broomstick too.

Fred looked at the classmates gathered around, and then looked up at the blonde witch.

"We're waiting for you at Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes!" he said loudly.

"I'll give you something last, you're welcome!" George threw another large firework at Umbridge. This is really conclusive evidence and cannot be denied at all.

"Don't run!" Umbridge screamed.

But it was too late, Fred and George kicked off the ground and jumped fifteen feet into the air. Amidst the stormy cheers of the students below, the twin brothers flew out of the open gate and merged into the dazzling sunset. middle*.

Under the setting sun, there were brilliant fireworks bursting, spelling out Weasley's initial letter "W" in the air, and cracking into "Waiting for you".

But Cassandra knew that, whether it was just now or now, they were talking about waiting for "you", not "you".

She watched them fly farther and farther. Sweeping is actually a beautiful broom. Its tail will draw shining tracks in the air, which are the wings of freedom shining.

—As for Umbridge, she was chased all the way into the Forbidden Forest by smoking dragons.

Originally, she could come out safely and continue to be a sinister minister of magic, but she yelled "dirty bastard" and "lawless beast" at a group of centaurs who were broken into the territory, and the consequences can be imagined.

She had been carried from the Forbidden Forest to St Mungo's.But no one expressed sympathy.

The author has something to say:

*The title of this chapter is a love poem, which is also the most appropriate description of Cassandra's heart;

*Fulfilled the promise of punishing Umbridge: violated, out of power, and spent the rest of his life in St. Mungo's.Note: The first item is Rowling’s own setting. She mentioned “Therearerenofemalecentaurs, thereareenomaleVeela” in the interview, and hinted at the centaurs’ obscenity and desire in Western narratives. , hinting at Umbridge's enraged centaur..., but given HP's children's literature, Rowling, like how Aberforth used goats, didn't write.

(Sometimes I feel really fateful. Lupine’s father discriminated against werewolves, and his son was bitten; Umbridge discriminated against all non-human creatures, and she also suffered the consequences of humiliating people and horses)

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Shanhai Guanwu, 丨丨○1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ye Shen. 1;

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