harry potter book of crimes

About before the bell rang for the first class, while Harry and the others were still searching for traces of Umbridge in the History of Magic classroom, Maka had already left her office.

To be precise, he happened to be walking on the third floor of the main castle, in the corridor in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

The wind outside the window kept howling, the sky was getting darker and darker, and it seemed that there would be a violent shower at some point.

Looking out from the window opening, the sky covered with thick clouds seems to be within reach.

"With this weather, I feel like I can't live up to the atmosphere created by nature..." Maka mumbled casually as she walked forward, looking at the gray outside.

Suddenly, a door in front opened with a creak, and a figure quickly walked out of the room, turned around and walked this way.

It looks like he has something important to do and is in a hurry!

"Oh—Professor MacLean?"

The man paused for a moment. Although he was obviously in a hurry, he did not forget to nod politely towards Maka. However, when he saw Maka for the first time, his eyes looked a little strange.

"Good morning... Well, I'm sorry, Professor... I have to go to class quickly, otherwise I will be late."

Maka nodded towards him, responded in kind, then looked back at the other person and left quickly.

After the other party's back disappeared around the corner, Maka turned back and glanced at the door he came out of - the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

"...Sokaldis." He thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of asking more and asking less..."

While thinking secretly, Maka had already walked to the door and without hesitation raised her hand and knocked twice.

"Tuk Tuk"

"...Please come in."

There was no response immediately in the room, but there was a pause for a few seconds before the sound could be heard.

Before the words were settled, Maka twisted the door handle and walked directly in. The next moment, with a "bang", the door closed tightly again.

"Good morning, Senior Inquisitor Umbridge."

"You want to fuck-"

Umbridge was startled by Maka who suddenly appeared in front of her, but the next moment, she forced herself to suppress her heart that almost jumped out of her chest, and a stiff smile appeared on her face.

"Ahem...well, I mean...good morning, Professor MacLean," she said dryly, "do you have any business with me when you come here so early?"

"Of course," Maka smiled and nodded, "It's a little something..."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the side wall. Then he took steps and came to the wall as if he was walking in the garden.

"You - ahem -" Umbridge sat behind her desk and moved her butt uncontrollably, "Do you also like the decorative plates of the 'Playful Cat Series'? They look very cute, right?"

?”

"Cat?" Maka turned her head and said with a smile, "Yes, that's right... I like these little animals very much, but I prefer real cats rather than these decorative plates."

He reached out and tapped the plate with the black Bombay cat seemingly casually. The black cat on the bottom of the plate lazily moved to the side. By coincidence, Umbridge also moved her sitting position again, looking a little restless.

She found that using this as an excuse was a very stupid decision.

"Uh... I said..." Umbridge said hurriedly, "Professor Maclean, why did you come to my place? Why don't you just talk about it first?"

"Oh - of course, if you wish." Maka shrugged, "But before that -"

"Click——"

Before he could finish his words, he saw a crack suddenly appear on the edge of the decorative plate, and it quickly spread to the entire plate. The next moment, with a crunching sound, the plate was completely shattered into pieces.

"you--"

While Umbridge was horrified, Maka looked at the porcelain pieces at her feet and frowned.

"But let's talk about it first, I haven't planned to break it yet..." He shook his head and said, "But... forget it, it's just one of those two..."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Umbridge clenched her wand under her desk and said in a sharp voice, "I am the Senior Investigator and I represent the Ministry of Magic! You can't do anything to me!"

"Well, what happens next?" Maka looked at her and asked.

"Then? Don't you understand? If you don't want to be invited to tea by the Ministry of Magic, if you don't want Hogwarts to be closed and subject to investigation, then you -"

"Okay," Maka interrupted Umbridge, who was becoming hysterical, and said calmly, "I understand what you said. In fact, I don't want to make any more noise at this time..."

"Then you still-"

"Shut up," Maka walked towards Umbridge expressionlessly, "If there weren't so many things going on recently, I wouldn't mind playing with you in fighting for power, but the situation is different now.

.”

"You, don't come over -"

The fake smile on Umbridge's face has long since disappeared. As Maka got closer step by step, fine beads of sweat oozed out on her forehead, making the thick foundation start to become a little sticky.

Her hand holding the wand was shaking slightly under the table, and all she could think about was raising her right hand and waving the wand with all her strength.

Then……

No, there was no after! She couldn't imagine what it would be like after that!

"Don't go any further, don't come any closer -"

There was no hesitation in Maka's steps. The moment he and Umbridge were almost only a few steps away, the string in Umbridge's mind broke.

"Heart-"

Before she finished reciting the spell, Umbridge felt her palm slip and the wand fell into Maka's hand.

"The last person who dared to cast a spell on me at such a close distance was not as lucky as you." Maka weighed the wand in her hand and said softly, "Birchwood, Dragon Heartstring... Well, it's just right.

Eight inches?”

He casually placed Umbridge's wand on the table in front of him and looked directly at the other person with cold eyes.

"Let me ask you a question -" Maka said with a chuckle, "If I tell you now that your brother has been living in a prison in the Muggle world for the past few years... what do you think?"

"What on earth do you want to say? Where did my brother come from?" Umbridge leaned tightly on the back of the chair, trying her best to stay away from Maka, "Don't come any closer! You can't touch me, you have to think

Know what you are doing—"

Her face was contorted with fear, which made her makeup-covered face look even more hideous.

"Is this your answer?" Maka nodded understandingly, "If that's the case, then forget it..."

The woman in front of him was very "famous" in the Ministry of Magic, although she was always thinking of endless sinister means and was ruthless in excluding dissidents.

She is obviously a mixed race, her father is a wizard and her mother is a Muggle. After the couple gave birth to her, they also gave birth to a son.

However, her biological brother is a squib that is insulated from magic.

For this reason, both Umbridge and her father blamed the Muggle mother, and even forced her Muggle mother and her brother out of her family when she was fifteen years old.

After that, Umbridge, the eldest daughter, lived with her father in the magical world, while her younger brother returned to the Muggle world with his mother.

As far as Maka knew, Umbridge had been trying to prevent her family situation from being leaked when she was working in the Ministry of Magic. For this reason, she did not hesitate to persuade her father to retire early, and then tampered with her origins with outright lies.

But there is no airtight wall in this world. Most of her colleagues know this very well. After all, her father also worked in the Ministry of Magic before!

Maka saw that when she heard about her brother's current situation, her first reaction was to deny his existence, and she couldn't help but laugh at her behavior.

"Since when did I start caring about this..." He raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "Is it because of Luna?"

Putting her thoughts aside for the moment, Maka took out a bottle of potion and placed it in front of Umbridge.

"Veritaserum or Legilimency, choose one yourself!" He pointed to the potion bottle and wand on the table, and left it to her to choose this multiple-choice question, which was almost indistinguishable.

Umbridge couldn't help clenching her hands, her eyes wandering back and forth between the table and Maka's face. The invisible pressure made it difficult for her to breathe.

In the face of real power, her little tricks seemed ridiculous. The blue-white light beam in the magic text class, and the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow at that time, seemed to have transcended time and space, freezing her whole body.

Got up.

Although the flames in the fireplace were still beating constantly, she felt as if she was in an ice cellar.

"Well, since you don't know how to choose, let me help you choose..." Maka said calmly, "Personally, I still recommend that you choose the Legilimency spell - Veritaserum.

It’s not cheap!”

He gently picked up the wand, and Umbridge subconsciously wanted to run away, but her joints were stiff due to tension, as if they were rusty, and she couldn't move.

She didn't even hear the incantation, but a huge mental shock penetrated directly into her mind; the next moment, her consciousness went blank.

After a moment, Maka threw the wand on the table, picked up the veritaserum and walked towards the door.

"boom!"

The door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office was closed again. In the pink office, only a short and fat figure was left slumped on the armchair.

The old face with wide eyes still showed fear and confusion.