Hogwarts Card Drawer

Hogwarts Card Drawer

The entire office was full of people, and Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, his slender fingers folded together with a serene expression. Professor McGonagall stood beside him stiffly, with an extremely nervous expression.

Minister of Magic Fudge was walking back and forth in front of the fire on tiptoe, obviously very satisfied with the situation. Kingsley Shacklebolt and a man Kronos had never seen before, with a serious expression and short hair, stood on both sides of the door like guards.

And the freckled, bespectacled Percy Weasley was walking excitedly up and down the wall with a quill and a large roll of parchment in his hands, apparently ready to do Record. His appearance made Chronos sound like Barty Crouch, both of whom were equally obsessed with power.

The portraits of past principals on the wall did not pretend to be dozing off tonight, but were all alert and serious to observe what happened. When Harry entered, some of the figures in the portraits moved quickly into adjacent frames, whispering anxiously to their neighbours.

Chronos stood awkwardly in a small corner of the office, but when Harry came in, he still gave Chronos an angry look. Apparently he thought that he had informed him, and Chronos was really wronged. However, that's probably what Professor Umbridge wanted too.

When the door closed behind Harry after he entered, Harry struggled to free himself from Umbridge's grip. Fudge stared at Harry with an evil satisfaction on his face,

"Okay," he said "Okay, okay, okay"

Harry responded with the most disdainful glance he could muster. His heart was beating furiously in his chest, but his thoughts were unusually calm and clear.

"He's going back to Gryffindor Tower," said Weinbridge. There was an abject excitement in her voice, as ruthless as Harry had heard her joyous tone of voice when she saw Professor Traunie disappear miserably into the porch. "I trapped him."

"Is it? Is it?" said Fudge appreciatively. "I've got to remember to tell everybody about it. Well, Potter, I think you should know why you're here?"

Harry was about to answer "yes" provocatively, but when he looked at Dumbledore, his mouth was already open, and the word almost came out of his mouth.

Dumbledore wasn't looking directly at Harry—his gaze was fixed just a little behind Harry's shoulder—but his head swayed slightly by a fraction of a foot as Harry gazed at him. Harry immediately changed his words midway.

"Ye-I don't know."

"You say it again?" Fudge asked.

"I don't know." Harry replied firmly.

"You 'really' don't know why you're here now?"

"No, I don't know," said Harry.

"So you don't know," said Fudge, in a decidedly downcast, sarcastic tone, "why you were brought here by Professor Umbridge? Do you know if you broke any of the school rules?"

"Breaking the school rules?" said Harry. "Of course not!"

"Or a decree from the Ministry of Magic?" Fudge corrected angrily.

"I don't think so," Harry said softly.

His heart was still beating fast. It was well worth the lies to see Fudge's blood pressure go up, but he still didn't know how on earth he'd gotten away with it. If anyone was going to inform Umbridge about the Defense Against the Dark Arts, he, as the head, would pack his bags and leave Hogwarts by now.

"So, this is new news for you? Isn't it?" Fudge's voice became lisp with anger. "Did you know that there is an illegal student union being seized in the school right now?"

"Oh, really!" There was an unbelievable surprise on Harry's innocent face.

"Minister, I suppose," said Professor Umbridge in a silky voice beside Harry, "if I go and bring the informer,

It might be easier to ask. "

"Yes, yes, yes," said Fudge, nodding, and gave Dumbledore a malicious look as Umbridge left the room. "He doesn't look like a good wizard at all, does he?"

"That's not necessarily true, Fudge." Dumbledore said solemnly, tilting his head.

No one looked at anyone for a few minutes of waiting, and then Harry heard the door open behind him, and Umbridge hurried past him, clutching Cho's curly-haired friend, Marietta. , and Marietta was now burying her face in her own hands.

"Don't be afraid, dear, don't be frightened," Umbridge said softly, and patted Marietta on the back, "It's all right, you did the right thing, the Minister is very satisfied with your performance, He'll tell your mother what a good girl you are."

"Marietta's mother, Minister," she added, looking at Fudge inquiringly, "is Ms. Eckmore of the Fireplace Network Office in the Department of Magical Transport, who assists us in keeping an eye on the Hogwarts Fireplace, you know her .”

"That's great, that's great," said Fudge brightly. "Like a mother, like a daughter, isn't it? Well, come here, honey, don't be shy, let's hear what you have to tell us - God!"

Just as Marietta raised her face, Fudge sprang back in terror, nearly falling into the fireplace. Cursing, he stamped out the smoldering flames that had begun to smoke on the side of the cloak.

Marietta wailed and pulled the collar of her gown from her neck to below her eyes, but not before all had seen her horrific appearance, her nose and cheeks covered with long clusters of Dense purple pustules formed the three characters "informer".

"Pfft." Kronos has never been a professional.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really couldn't hold back." Kronos had to apologize in the eyes of everyone.

"Never mind the spots now, dear," said Umbridge impatiently, "take your robes off your face, and tell the Minister about it."

But Marietta just screamed again and shook her head wildly.

"Oh, good, you stupid girl! Then 'I' will tell him," snapped Umbridge.

She raised her morbid smile and said, "Well, Minister, Miss Ackmore came to my office shortly after dinner today and said she had something she wanted to tell me. She said that if I went to one of the seventh floors tonight The Chamber of Secrets—a chamber called the Room of Requirement—I'm going to find something to my advantage."

"I asked her for further details, and she admitted that there was a certain type of party there. But unfortunately, at this point the curse" she pointed impatiently at Marietta's covered face, "kicked in, this When the girl caught a glimpse of her face in my mirror, she was too distressed to tell me more."

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