[HP] Tsundere from afar

The so-called road is actually just a handful of Floo powder time. I haven't broken free from the brain hole of what to do in such a short period of time. First of all, I was stunned by the scene in front of me——

The gorgeous pool that used to be in the Great Hall of the Ministry of Magic has changed drastically at this moment.From a distance, the seemingly ornately carved thrones are actually piles of bodies of men and women.They were twisted and pressed under the stone slab to support the weight of the wizard above.

"Who are they?" I pointed to those statue-like bodies from a distance.

"Muggles!" Yakolei said to me kindly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.Some wizards would even say hello to Yakore politely when they passed us, but they usually looked at me a little confused, "Muggle for carrying wizards, miss."

I twitched the corners of my mouth and looked away helplessly.

"Follow me!" A male wizard wearing a similar security uniform rushed to me and took away a poorly dressed girl. Confusion and anxiety flashed in his eyes, "What are you doing?"

"I'm not a Muggleborn!" she screamed in horror. "I have identification!"

Not only this girl, when I walked into the hall, a middle-aged man next to me was also pulled away by those security guards, as if they had stolen something.All of this made my complexion less bright, and even the soles of my feet felt a chill.

"Uh, Miss Eve?" The man named Yakelei kept swaying in front of me, as if he was a little obsessed with how to open his mouth to pull me away: "We should go."

I was still a little sluggishly watching what happened, my eyes were on Yakelei, and my words were a little impulsive and unbelievable.

Although he knew that this kind of arrest was indeed inevitable in the original book, he still unconsciously asked, "What happened to the Ministry of Magic?"

"This is actually quite normal." He squinted his eyes a little impatiently, but finally lowered his head and explained to me kindly: "The Ministry of Magic is shuffling the cards for Muggle-born wizards, and those who are not worthy of becoming wizards will be kissed by a dementor or..."

Yeah, I feel like the whole Ministry of Magic has been reshuffled and the cards all have a big Loyal to Voldemort and Loyal to Pureblood stamped on the back.

All this made me feel a little scared, and in the end I just curled the corners of my mouth mockingly: "Will you take me away too, and let me be kissed by a dementor?"

"You know, maybe I'm a Mudblood." I twitched the corner of my mouth and said, and then I took a step, and many security guards around me looked at me as if they were going to come to question me, but Yakore was very Quickly look at them with warning eyes and stop them.

Later, Yakelei opened his eyes wide. He couldn't catch my words, so he could only raise his eyebrows and said, "Of course not, you are so deeply trusted by that adult."

"Of course." I turned my head and smirked at him, "I was just scared for a while."

In fact, I'm tired of not loving.

Since the minister's office is on the first basement floor, Yakore led me to take the elevator. When I walked into the elevator, there were already three other passengers in the elevator of the Ministry of Magic. They looked at me full of ecstasy and horror. .I turned my head without thinking, and didn't pay close attention to them.

"Catmull!" Yacole turned around and said to one of the men as if thinking of something, "It's still raining in my office. It's been two days."

There was no answer for a long time behind me and I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, but when I turned around, a somewhat familiar voice sounded, with a deliberate low voice: "Maybe you can weigh an umbrella?"

My brain is full of jingle bells...

That stupid reply made me think first of Hufflepuff, then of Ron.I turned my head in surprise, but the elevator suddenly started to move backwards. This sudden movement caused me to fall directly on the elevator due to inertia, and then climbed up without any image and grasped the upper handrail.

The woman who was probably Hermione covered her face a little bit unbearably.

Yakore looked away and stared at Ron: "You think I won't go downstairs, Catmull?"

"Go downstairs?"

"Interrogate your wife." Yakolei laughed a little disdainfully, and he said viciously: "If there is any doubt about my wife's bloodline..."

"Ahem!" I cleared my throat on purpose, and looked at Yakelei a little bit of a matter of course, imitating Bella's foolish and self-righteous appearance: "Are we here yet?"

"Right now." He replied a little stiffly, then turned to Ron and said, "You only have an hour, or I'll take this matter to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement as an important matter."

When I got out of the elevator, I looked back at the three of them, knowing that Harry and the others looked at me from joy to confusion, just like Luna at that time.But I think of many things at Hogwarts back then, when we were so close.

But I still curled up the corners of my mouth and smiled at the three of them like I met for the first time: "Nice to meet you, I wish you a smooth day."

To congratulate Pius is to go through a procedure. The newly appointed Minister of Magic really follows Voldemort's lead, and his words reveal his admiration and loyalty to the Dark Lord.It gave me a new understanding of how to flirt without a trace.Then Yakore led me to the underground, and according to him, we could drop by a lady, and I might know her.

"It's Ms. Umbridge. She used to be the headmaster of Hogwarts." Yakore led me into a corridor door, but the deeper I walked in this dark corridor, the colder it felt.

"Of course I do." After all, I haven't bought anything pink since.

I felt that my brain was in a mess, and my body felt strangely cold. I didn't know why it was so cold until I walked into the door that said the court room, and I saw the dementor above the dome inside.Looking at these terrifying dementors was like returning to the third grade, a feeling of disgust and unhappiness filled the brain.

"Who is this?" A thin, familiar voice filled with the smell of a little girl came, and I followed the voice to see that Umbridge was sitting in the first place and was looking at me dissatisfiedly. It was still a very conspicuous pink.She raised her double chin, which she could have without bowing her head, and said to Yakelei: "Do you need our Muggleborn who works overtime temporarily, Yakelei?"

Hermione, who was sitting next to Umbridge, showed a surprised and disturbed expression, and Yakole, who was behind me, almost froze, and I almost smiled slightly when I realized this.

"Yakore?" Umbridge raised an eyebrow, so she waved her wand directly at me, as if intending to lock me to a chair.

"Disarm!" Yakore stopped Umbridge quickly, which made Umbridge's eyes widen angrily, like a girl who has been bullied.

"Akore!" Umbridge suddenly screamed.

"Stop, Umbridge!" Jakore said in a low voice, he quickly walked up to Umbridge and whispered to her, Umbridge's expression went through complicated changes, and finally Still stagnant on the surprised and contrived expression.

"Nice to meet you, miss!" Umbridge stood up suddenly, and she smiled at me like a mother, making me feel as if I was witnessing the birth of a face-changing trick, "Please forgive me..."

"No." I twitched the corners of my mouth, turned to Yakolei with Umbridge's expression suddenly stagnant, and smiled at him: "Thank you very much for your help just now, I will definitely tell you the truth later That lord, your heroic performance just now."

They must have thought I was going to make a small report ---

That's right, my teacher's skill level has reached full level!

Not to mention the small report on Umbridge.

Looking at the faces of Umbridge and Yacole who turned slightly pale at that moment, I felt as if my heart was filled with something, with a hint of success and satisfaction.For a split second I felt like a vicious Slytherin.

After all, I've been with the most evil Slytherin for so long that I almost forgot I was a Hufflepuff... and then we sat on the bench watching Umbridge go through the trial.The wizards, who might be Muggleborn or half-blood, kept arguing, but Umbridge wouldn't let them go, even when they begged to kneel.This reminds me of how Umbridge drove away Professor Trelawney, with a unique affectation and cruelty.

"How will they be punished?" I asked Yakore sideways.

"Dementor's Kiss or." Yakolei glanced at me a little nervously, as if my behavior just now frightened him: "Execute."

"Oh, that's how it is." I leaned back on the seat with no expression on my face, put my hands on my knees and said nothing, but under the cover of the black dress, I felt my whole body trembling weakly.

If I hadn't humbled myself earlier to join the Death Eaters, maybe I would have had my wand broken, kissed by a dementor, or put to death?

I clenched the wand in my hand and remained silent. Looking at this courtroom, which looked like a slaughterhouse in Malfoy Manor, I felt that the world was really impermanent and irreversible.Now I am watching from the sidelines, who knows that I might be one of these prisoners.

Voldemort and the others have always been very ambitious, or rather, ambitious, they are like the most evil and scheming predators that are constantly encroaching on this stormy wizarding world.But this is the first time I've been so directly involved with these not Hufflepuff ideas ---

It's like gutter oil meets pure water and cannot blend.

This massacre of Muggleborns and half-blood wizards is the worst racism I have ever seen.