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Although Little Tie Niu always regarded herself as a die-hard follower of the Sandaime Dark Lord in Hogwarts.

Moreover, she also learned part of the lawless behavior of the Sandaime Dark Lord.

But Hannah is not the third generation after all. She still respects the professor and is a little afraid in her heart.

Of course, the professors here refer to McGonagall, Snape, and Dumbledore.

Not like Umbridge.

In order to avoid some uncontrollable factors in Dumbledore's plan, the little beaver chose to tell Hannah what Kyle told her.

Of course, part of it was selectively conveyed, and Hermione hid the part about Kyle's decision to let her be the leader of the student movement.

After being dragged to the girls' toilet on the first floor of the castle by Little Beaver, Little Iron Girl listened to Hermione's story and then stood there hesitating for a while.

After that, she said weakly, "Then what should I do?"

If you want Umbridge to stir up troubles in Hogwarts, you must first let her have the power to make trouble, that is, you must first establish her authority.

Hannah's actions will have a certain impact on Umbridge's authority.

Although it will not lead to the collapse of the plan, it will definitely slow down the process of establishing authority. Of course, sometimes bad things can turn into good things.

For example, Hufflepuff's eldest sister Hannah obediently accepted Umbridge's confinement. This authoritative image helped the pink toad establish.

The only question now is how Umbridge will punish Hannah, but no matter what, she will not let Hannah get through too easily.

After all, Hannah issued a death threat directly in front of hundreds of students.

I don't know the specific punishment that the pink toad will inflict on Hannah, but this doesn't mean that Hermione can't come up with countermeasures.

A smile appeared on the corner of the little beaver's mouth.

No matter how Hannah looked at that smile, which was obviously very sunny and warm, she felt a little eerie.

"Hannah, how are you learning how to remove the curse?"

Their best friends rarely talk about magic issues when they get together. After all, their main research directions are different. When they talk about this topic, they basically talk about their own things.

"As long as it's not a too complicated curse, I can break it."

As soon as Hermione mentioned her professional issues, Hannah's eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you want to..."

"I'm going to put a curse on you."

The first words Hermione spoke made Hannah feel a chill in her back.

Realizing that her choice of words was not quite accurate, Hermione quickly made amends, "The curse is not quite accurate. To be more precise, it should be a guardian magic."

The arc at the corner of Hermione's mouth became even colder, "The curse only takes effect on those who want to harm you."

"You want me to lift the curse on Umbridge then?" Hannah probably understood Hermione's thoughts.

"That's right, and you have to wait until she has suffered enough before you help her get rid of it, and you can't leave any traces that would allow others to notice Umbridge's strangeness."

In the girls' toilet on the first floor of the castle, the two English Black Roses who loyally followed the Sandaime Dark Lord had tacit and cold smiles on their faces.

…

In the evening, Hannah knocked on Umbridge's office door.

Without waiting for a sound from behind the door, Hannah opened the door and walked in. She didn't look like she was here to receive punishment, but like a leader on inspection.

This arrogant look instantly made Umbridge frown.

She barely suppressed the anger in her heart. Anyway, Hannah had fallen into her hands. She couldn't punish her however she wanted.

No matter how arrogant you are now, how embarrassed the other party will be later.

Standing in the office, Hannah looked around at this office that was not too unfamiliar to her. Back then, Kyle would come to attend classes and work as a teaching assistant for the professors.

Kyle, the evil hands-off shopkeeper, found himself a little assistant, under the pretext of giving other students a chance to practice.

In fact, it is the most evil form of subcontracting, subcontracting one's own work to the next level.

Unfortunately, Hannah is at this lower level, so she often goes to professors' offices.

Of course, Hannah herself did not feel that she had been ruthlessly squeezed by the capitalists. On the contrary, she was quite happy that she could do things for the little devil.

The last time I came to this office was two years ago.

That is, when Remus Lupine was teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, there would often be some very interesting evil animal in a cage or box in the office at that time.

But at this moment, this room does not look like the simplicity it once was when Lu Ping was coaching.

Hannah almost didn't recognize this office.

Everything was covered with lace dropcloths and tablecloths.

There are also several vases filled with dried flowers, each placed on a separate small cushion.

Hanging on one wall is a set of decorative plates, each with a large, brightly colored cat wearing a different bow around its neck.

The most irritating thing is a "portrait" hanging on the wall.

Yes, portrait.

Hanging on the wall is a magical portrait of Cornelius Fudge, but since Fudge is dead, there seems to be no problem in calling it a portrait.

Hannah remembered that Fudge seemed to have a family.

Although she didn't know who it was, she was sure it couldn't be the pink toad in front of her.

Fudge's ability to do things was a bit poor. Even if a tethered dog could do better than him in the position of Minister of Magic, he would not be so depraved as to marry Umbridge home.

So, this is Umbridge’s…

A cult of personality for Fudge?

"Good evening, Miss Abbott," Umbridge said with a smile, "sit down, this is your confinement tonight."

She pointed to a small table with lace hanging next to it. There was a straight-backed chair next to the table, and there was a blank piece of parchment on the table.

Hannah looked a little suspicious. The content of her confinement tonight was copying?

This is simply too much.

Hannah absolutely didn't believe that Umbridge just punished her for copying. There must be something wrong with it, otherwise she would eat the table on the spot.

Sure enough, Umbridge took out a long, thin black quill with a particularly sharp tip from her drawer and handed it to Hannah.

"Since the mistake you made is quite serious, you are going to use a very unusual pen of mine."

After perfectly controlling the tailed beast, Hannah's sense of smell for traces of magic has become much more sensitive.

Almost the moment she took the quill into her hands, she felt that there were obvious traces of black magic on this special quill.

Of course, this is obviously for a Jinchuuriki like her.

"What should I write?" Hannah raised her head and showed an innocent and sweet smile.

"Just write: I cannot contradict the professor." Umbridge said softly, with a slight smile in her voice.

"Professor, how many times should I write this?"

"Write until you realize your mistake." Umbridge said coldly.

The next second, Hannah picked up the pen and put it on the parchment without hesitation.

The moment the quill rubbed against the parchment and left the first stroke, Umbridge immediately covered her face and screamed in pain.

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