[HP] The Curse of Harry Potter and Slytherin

Harry thought he had a warm dream.

Someone held him in his arms, the reassuring smell of herbs surrounded him, and his face was pressed against the man's warm chest.

The man said something in a low voice, and a kiss as light as a goose feather fell on his forehead.

Harry reluctantly awoke from his dream to find himself lying on a plank bed in the Shrieking Shack, warm and alone.

That person... who is it?

Harry instinctively thought of a black figure.

But...how is it possible...

He should still be with Umbridge—

Harry smiled wryly, feeling something was wrong again.

Maybe it was the warm feeling in the dream that soothed his emotions, maybe after the initial shock had calmed down a bit, Harry had the energy to think about—

Even if Snape didn't like him...how could he be with Umbridge?

Doesn't he like his mother?In those memories, he looked at his mother so lovingly, how could he change his mind overnight?

There must be something weird in it!

So... could it be him who put himself in the Shrieking Shack?

Harry remembered seeing a silver stag before he passed out...

What is Snape's Patronus?Bats maybe... maybe snakes too.

It's impossible to be a stag like myself...

So... is it the same as the time in the third grade?Did he release the patron saint again to save himself?

But what is the situation this semester that requires the use of a time converter?

The more Harry thought about it, the more confused he became, but his heart was not as heavy as before.

How could Snape be with Umbridge...he doesn't look like the kind of person with heavy taste...

Harry smiled and stood up, fighting again.

He wanted to find a chance to ask Snape, maybe Dumbledore arranged for him to get close to Umbridge on purpose...

He didn't believe that Snape really fell in love with that old woman Umbridge!In terms of chances of winning, he, Harry, is the bigger one!

"Harry!"

As soon as Harry stepped into the school gate, he saw Ginny running over quickly with an anxious look on her face.

"Ginny? What's wrong? You—"

"Harry! Umbridge..." Ginny was incoherent in a hurry, "...DA!"

"How do you know DA—"

That was the name their Defense Against the Dark Arts practice group gave to their organization when they first met in the Room of Requirement. Hermione wrote these two letters at the top of the list and nailed them to the wall of the practice room in the Room of Requirement. superior.

Ginny wasn't in the practice group, how could—

etc!She said... Umbridge...

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

"Dean told me!" said Ginny quickly. "Umbridge knows! She's—"

"Found it! There he is!"

Draco Malfoy came running with Crabbe and Goyle, a disgustingly smug grin on his face.

"Potter..." Malfoy's light-colored eyes gleamed with glee, "Illegal assembly? Ha!"

"What illegal assembly?" Harry kept himself calm and looked at Malfoy coldly, "I don't understand what you're talking about, Malfoy."

"Education Order No. 20 No. [-] has already been passed—a resolution to ban all student groups and organizations that have not been registered with Professor Umbridge. Any violations will be regarded as illegal assemblies—"

Malfoy approached Harry triumphantly, "Potter, I don't think your DA...must have filed a record?"

Harry clenched his fingers silently, staring at Malfoy's hideous smiling face.

"Professor Umbridge is very distressed by your violation of discipline, and she wants me to take the culprit to her office immediately—"

Malfoy tidied his robes proudly, "How about it? Are you going to go by yourself, or let Crabbe and Goyle invite you—but I have to remind you, their invitation is not very gentle."

"I'll go by myself—" Harry had no choice, "Get out of the way!"

"Savior Potter, your side please—"

Malfoy bowed slightly with dignity, and his posture was so elegant that Harry wanted to pull out his wand and cast him a jinx immediately.

"Harry—" Ginny called to him worriedly.

"Go away!" Malfoy shoved Ginny roughly aside. "Be smart, Weasley girl—things are going to be different at school soon, aren't they? If I were you... just I know it's time to be a man with my tail between my legs!"

"Professor Umbridge! I brought him!"

Harry stumbled into Umbridge's office as Malfoy pushed it, and saw it was packed with people.

Ron, Hermione, Neville, Cho Zhang... were basically members of the Defense Against the Dark Arts practice group. Cho Zhang's eyes were still red, and he looked frightened a lot.

Cornelius Fudge, Minister for Magic, was there, and behind him stood Kingsley Shacklebolt - whom Harry had met once in Grimmauld Place during the summer holidays.

Seeing Harry, Fudge had an excited smile on his face. He excitedly rubbed his hands by the fire, obviously very satisfied with the current situation.

"I've already sent someone to invite the headmaster!" Umbridge's smirk was sweeter than ever, "Then now..." She waved the list in her hand, "Some of you will explain to me —Just you, Potter, don't try to lie—”

Umbridge affectionately patted the shoulder of a girl who put her face in her hands and bowed her head, but Harry recognized her anyway—Marietta, Cho Chang's friend and member of the Defense Against the Dark Arts practice group member.

"—we have witnesses!"

Umbridge turned to Fudge again and added, "Minister, Marietta's mother - you know, Mrs. Eckmore from the Floo Network Office of the Department of Magical Transport - and Draco Malfoy just now , of course you know who his father is... So, how important it is to have a family with a high level of awareness—"

"That's right! That's right!" Fudge nodded earnestly. "So—you're doing—an unlawful assembly? Whose idea? The letters on this list—what do they mean?"

"We—didn't—" Harry plucked up the courage to look directly at Fudge, desperately thinking of reasons to get away with it, "that was just a joke we wrote—"

"Nonsense!" Umbridge glared at Harry complacently. "Marietta told me everything! Tell the Minister what you told me, dear - don't be shy! ’ She shook Marietta impatiently.

Everyone jumped when Marietta looked up.

Her face was completely unrecognizable by a series of dense pustules that clearly displayed the word "informant" on her face.She wailed, covered her head with her robe, and refused to show her face again.

"Minister," Umbridge decided to say with an annoyed push at Marietta, "according to the information I have received, Potter and his friends have organized a secret practice group that meets occasionally. Learning a lot of dangerous spells in secret, not on the Ministry of Magic educational program—”

"Ah—then..." Fudge looked at them with sparkling eyes, "you are really dissatisfied with the education policy of the Ministry of Magic, aren't you? Or... are you dissatisfied with me? Who is behind you? Tell me now." !Yes or no--"

"Whom do you want them to point out, Connelly?"

Dumbledore pushed the door open with a smile, and Snape followed.

Dumbledore!Harry's heart jumped for joy, and although neither Dumbledore nor Snape was looking at him, Harry's heart miraculously settled down - Dumbledore must have a way!He wouldn't let Fudge and Umbridge run wild!

"I—" Fudge stammered, trying to calm himself down, "It's not that I want them to identify anyone, but all the evidence shows—"

"You want to say that I am the one behind them?" Dumbledore nodded unexpectedly, "That's right, that's what you think."

Everyone's breathing stopped for a moment.

Dumbledore said -

"Aha!" Fudge gasped hard, his face flushed with joy, "Dumbledore! You said—"

"That's right, Connelly," Dumbledore looked at him peacefully, "I instructed and organized it. Can't you see the name on it?"

"DA——" he took the list in Umbridge's hands, and smiled easily, "Dumbledore's Army... Did you guess that way earlier? You guessed it right."

"Then you—you have indeed been plotting against me..."

Fudge seemed to be hit by a huge gold ingot, his face was full of surprise and disbelief.

"I can testify, Minister," Snape said unexpectedly, standing beside Umbridge, with long-suppressed resentment and pleasure in his voice, "Dumbledore has long wanted to overthrow you and take control of the Ministry of Magic himself. Been training troops in secret for so many years—”

"No!" Harry blurted out in disbelief, and Ron and Hermione looked at Snape in shock.

How could Snape—

Harry didn't know if he was delusional, he seemed to see Dumbledore shaking his head subtly at him.

But Fudge didn't care about them now, it was obvious - he'd caught a bigger fish.

"The proof, the proof! You heard it, Dumbledore himself admitted—" he cried, "and the teachers at the school said the same—"

"I never thought you would betray me, Severus," Dumbledore looked at Snape coldly, his eyes filled with disappointment and anger, "Isn't the treatment I gave you generous enough?"

"When did you really trust me, Dumbledore?" Snape looked back at him unflinchingly, "never—ever since I entered school you have been suppressing me, dismissing my lectures countless times Apply--"

"Okay, okay," Fudge waved his hand excitedly, "Now is not the time to count your grievances! If you heard me right, you—"

He pointed at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to visit the Ministry, you've seriously offended—"

"I'm afraid I can't," said Dumbledore, regaining his composure, and the faint smile appeared in his blue eyes again, "you don't think I will—how do you say— Just grab it without a fight?"

"What...what?" Fudge seemed to have been hit on the head, he blinked his eyes in bewilderment, "You...you—"

"You think I'll just follow you back like this?"

"But...but you violated—"

"I have a lot of things to do, and I don't plan to go to Azkaban for vacation yet."

Dumbledore waved, and Phoenix Fawkes flew in from the window and landed on his shoulder.

"Goodbye, then, Connelly."

He started spinning in place.

"Stop him!"

Fudge yelled exasperatedly, and drew out his wand.Umbridge had already sent a flash of red light, but it missed Dumbledore.Harry saw Kingsley make a symbolic wave of his wand, not at all trying.Snape looked at Dumbledore with a complicated expression.

In an instant, Dumbledore disappeared, taking his phoenix with him.

Fudge's face was ashen, and Umbridge looked at Fudge hopefully.

"Minister! Dumbledore has escaped! Then the headmaster - you promised me before..."

"Oh—well, it's up to you," Fudge hurried away angrily, followed by Kingsley, "I'll issue the official document later."

Umbridge grinned gleefully, and she turned to them, about to say something, when Snape stopped her.

"The goal has been achieved, and it is not appropriate to add more trouble, Dolores," his black eyes swept them coldly, "We have plenty of time to deal with these students..."

"Hmm...you're right, Severus," Umbridge thought for a moment, smiled sweetly, and turned to them, "better if I don't catch you again...next time, it won't be like that It's easy to pass, understand?"

She waved them away.

Harry didn't want to go, and Ron and Hermione tugged at him desperately.

He struggled to look at Snape, whose dark eyes met Umbridge's tenderly, paying him no attention.