Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

After the group returned to Hogwarts, Fred and George gloated over and asked in an exaggerated tone: "How is it, Mr. Future Minister of Magic, are you satisfied with the office Fudge has arranged for you?" ?”

"Did he just give you his office?

"If you work harder, maybe you can become a minister before graduation..."

The two of them were giggling while talking.

"You will be famous by then..."

"No need to go to school..."

“You can even issue yourself a certificate!”

"Just don't let Percy see you." Fred blurted out: "Otherwise he will live in front of your house..."

Before he finished speaking, the smiling Fred suddenly closed his mouth and said in an indifferent tone: "Sorry, I forgot that he no longer lives at home."

"That's good, isn't it?" George said, "At least we don't have to see him anymore, and no one will stick their heads out to ask us to keep our voices down when we pass by the stairs."

"Actually." Kyle glanced at the two of them and said calmly: "We saw him when we came back, in the same elevator."

"Oh. Very good." Fred said, "Then did you give him a good beating for us?"

"Or turn him into a Philobian caterpillar."

"We've always wanted to do this."

"How is it possible...that's the Ministry of Magic." Kyle said, "If I do this, the Aurors can take me away without even leaving the door."

"Then wait until he is away from the Ministry of Magic before we do it." George said through gritted teeth.

"I feel like he regrets it and wants me to apologize to Mrs. Weasley on his behalf."

"Oh!" Fred sneered: "If he really wants to apologize, he should do it himself instead of letting others convey it to him."

"He will never forget where dad's office is."

"Kyle, you didn't agree to help."

"Of course not." Kyle said, "Actually, my answer is the same as what you just said."

"That's good."

Fred and George didn't seem to want to talk too much about Percy, and immediately changed the subject after seeing Cedric behind them.

"You should give us an explanation, Cedric."

They came forward in a vicious manner, and surrounded Cedric one after another.

George clenched his fists and said, "We agreed to run a joke shop together, why did you also go to work in the Ministry of Magic?"

"If your explanation doesn't satisfy us..." Fred looked him up and down and said viciously, "Then you're dead."

"It's complicated to explain," Cedric said, glancing at Kyle subconsciously.

"Anyway, we will definitely be able to work together after graduation!"

Fred and George were stunned for a moment. They thought about many possibilities, but they didn't expect Cedric to say that.

Based on what this means, is it possible that Cedric will not work at the Ministry of Magic after graduation?

But if that's the case, why would he go to work for the Ministry of Magic at this time? It can't be for the salary of seven galleons per month.

It doesn't make sense...

"You didn't lie to us?" Fred took a step forward and asked.

"Of course not, I swear."

Although he said this, the remaining conscience in Cedric's heart prompted him to turn his head and avoid Fred's eyes.

Fortunately, at this time, Professor McGonagall also walked into the castle, and Fred and George stopped questioning further.

By the time we had dinner, those who went to the Ministry of Magic today had inevitably become the talk of the school.

In the past, there were very few students who could work in the Ministry of Magic before graduation. Now there were five more students. Naturally, everyone was very curious.

"It's nothing." Malfoy said loudly at the Slytherin table: "They only admit people with good grades. I will definitely be able to enter the Ministry of Magic after this year. As you know, my father has a close relationship with Minister Fudge. good."

On the other side, Gryffindor was also discussing this topic.

"Don't be discouraged, Hermione." Harry looked at Hermione who was silent and comforted: "There is nothing you can do about the grades you don't have in fifth grade. You will definitely be admitted next year."

"I know," Hermione said, "and that's not why I'm angry."

"Then what's your reason?" Ron put a piece of sausage into his mouth and said vaguely, "You've been angry since this morning."

"Haven't you noticed?" Hermione put down the tableware in her hand and said angrily: "The Ministry of Magic has admitted a total of five people, and people from the other three houses have been selected. Only our Gryffindor, not one No."

"What does it matter?" Ron said nonchalantly, "It just means we don't want to go to the Ministry of Magic."

"Only you would think so." Hermione said angrily, "I was not the only one who went to Professor McGonagall's office to submit an application, but no one was selected. I guess Professor McGonagall must be extremely disappointed."

"Maybe this has nothing to do with us, don't forget there is Umbridge." Harry said, "Everyone knows that she has never liked Gryffindor because we don't follow the rules as she asks.

"She was probably the one who rejected Gryffindor's application. As the Deputy Minister of Magic, she should have this power."

"But she's also a professor..." Hermione frowned and said, "She shouldn't do such a thing."

"That's not necessarily the case. Umbridge doesn't care about this."

Harry raised his head and glanced towards the other side of the auditorium, "Remember, we always see Slytherins running to Umbridge's office recently, I guess those two people are her creations...this morning During training, Angelina said their results were not very good.”

"That annoying guy." Ron cursed under his breath, "It would be great if the principal could expel her."

"Although everyone thinks so, it is unlikely." Hermione said softly, "Even if Umbridge is no longer a senior investigator, she still represents the Ministry of Magic, and the principal cannot fire her."

The three of them sighed at the same time.

…

But at this time, none of them expected that Ron's seemingly impossible words would actually come true the next day during Hogsmeade Visiting Day.

"Umbridge was fired?"

In the Three Broomsticks, Professor McGonagall, who was drinking and chatting with Hagrid, heard the screams next to him and glanced back subconsciously.

"Don't be so loud, Potter, this hasn't been decided yet."

"I'm sorry, Professor," said Harry, "but is this true? Is Umbridge really going to be expelled?"

If it were anyone else, Professor McGonagall would definitely tell Harry to add "Professor" after his name, but this time she said nothing.

"It's not expulsion," Professor McGonagall corrected: "It's just that the Ministry of Magic seems to have more important work to give to Professor Umbridge, so I'm afraid she won't have time to stay in school anymore."

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Harry felt a huge surprise fall from the sky, just like they had won the Quidditch championship trophy in advance.

No, it's more exciting than that.

Harry's heart was beating so fast that he ran out of the Three Broomsticks without even thinking about buying some butterbeer.

He just wanted to tell Hermione and Ron the good news as soon as possible.

At the same time, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Umbridge was furious with Kyle?

"Is it a good thing you did!" Her face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water, and she couldn't even put on her habitual fake smile.

"You, a despicable little man, must have said something in front of the minister for him to let me leave Hogwarts!"

It was quite a novel feeling to be called a scoundrel by Umbridge.

Looking at Umbridge who was furious, as if she wanted to strangle him, Kyle said calmly: "Don't be so excited, Professor Umbridge, this is indeed a good thing."

"What?" Umbridge screamed, "Do you still want to say that my expulsion is a good thing?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she roared regardless: "Because of you, I lost my position as a senior investigator, and because of you, I can no longer even work as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Is this a good thing?"

While speaking, Umbridge directly took out her wand, pointed at Kyle and asked: "Why do you go against me everywhere!"

Kyle had expected this to happen before he came here, and he moved his hand hidden in the sleeve of his robe.

The next second, Umbridge's wand flew out of her hand, spinning into Kyle's hand.

"I told you, Professor Umbridge, don't be so nervous." Kyle said patiently: "This is really a good thing. Besides, you are not being expelled, but you have to do something more important."

Umbridge, who was about to have a seizure, felt teased after hearing Kyle's words, and roared angrily:

"You lied, I didn't receive any notification."

"This matter is still in the confidential stage, and of course you will not be notified." Kyle said, "In fact, there will be no written notification. When you return to the Ministry of Magic, Minister Fudge will tell you this in person. Yes."

"You didn't lie?" she asked in a deep voice.

"You are leaving Hogwarts soon, do I need to lie?" Kyle shrugged, "Forget it, it seems you don't want to know, just treat me as nosy."

Kyle threw his wand on the table next to him and turned to leave.

"Wait..." Umbridge didn't even bother with her wand, and immediately ran to stop Kyle, "Speak clearly."

"Professor." Kyle said calmly, "If I tell you this, the minister will be angry."

"Then you just..."

"It was just now. I don't want to talk about it now." Kyle glanced at her and said, "I kindly remind you that this is your attitude."

Umbridge's expression kept changing.

"Sorry, I was so angry that I lost my mind." She forced out her usual fake smile again, "Can you speak now?"

This makes sense, Umbridge still pretends to be the most normal person.

"Okay." Kyle cleared his throat, "Professor, you're in luck."

"Lucky?"

"That's right." Kyle walked to a chair and sat down. "Do you know what is bothering Minister Fudge the most right now?"

"Dumbledore?" Umbridge said.

"No. In the current situation, Dumbledore has no chance to compete for the Minister of Magic in the short term. The attitudes of other professors are naturally irrelevant, so there is no use for you to stay at Hogwarts."

Kyle shook his head, and without waiting for Umbridge to ask, he took the initiative and said, "They are Death Eaters. After they escaped from prison, they hid and stood still. The news that the Ministry of Magic previously published in the newspaper turned into a joke.

"Many people now suspect that the mysterious man has not really been resurrected, and have sent many shouting letters to the minister."

"This is unreasonable..." Umbridge said angrily: "How can they doubt the Ministry of Magic?"

This is very interesting... She only said that she should not doubt the Ministry of Magic, but she did not emphasize that the information released by the Ministry of Magic was true as before, which meant that she herself did not believe it.

"That's right." Kyle did not expose it and continued: "But there is no way, it has been a week since the incident happened, but the Ministry of Magic has not made any big moves, so it is inevitable that everyone will be suspicious.

"So we need our help at this time. The minister needs us to act like we did more than ten years ago, showing that the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters are incompatible."

"Then what does this have to do with me?" Umbridge asked with a frown.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Kyle knocked on the table impatiently, "There must be news about the Death Eaters before we can do anything."

Or maybe Umbridge could rise all the way to deputy minister, and she understood what Kyle meant almost instantly.

"Understood." Kyle smiled and said: "This matter needs to be kept absolutely confidential. The minister cannot leave it to the strikers and Aurors. They are not loyal enough to take on this important task..."

Kyle held out his finger, "Only you, Professor Umbridge...no, it should be Minister Umbridge."

"It's the Deputy Minister." The corner of Umbridge's mouth twitched, and her voice was a little erratic.

"It's all the same." Kyle waved his hand, "After this time, you will become a hero in everyone's eyes...an anti-black magic hero. This is a huge reputation, enough for you to surpass all the department directors in one fell swoop.

"Now you understand why I say this is a good thing."

"But why did you give it to me?" Umbridge took a deep breath, "You can do it yourself."

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm still a student." Kyle shook his head helplessly, "Dumbledore won't allow me to leave the school, so I can't do this."

Yes, Kyle is still a student, and he won't graduate for more than a year, which means he can only stay in school most of the time.

After realizing this, Umbridge's breathing became much heavier, and the smile on her face finally became less fake.

"What else?" she asked.

"That's all I know." Kyle said, "How to do it depends on the minister's arrangements. He didn't tell me."

"That's right." Umbridge raised her head, "This kind of secret operation must be known to as few people as possible."

"I would like to remind you." Kyle looked at her and said solemnly: "You represent the Minister and the Ministry of Magic in this process, so you must show an attitude of being incompatible with the Death Eaters. The more resolute the better.

"If you don't know what to do, just refer to Mr. Barty Crouch or Alastor Moody. They have pretty good views on Death Eaters."

"I know what to do." Umbridge said dissatisfied: "You'd better figure out your identity. Even if you are trusted by the minister, you are still just an intern assistant to the minister. Don't teach me how to do things. "

"This is natural." Kyle smiled, stood up and said, "Then I will be at Hogwarts, waiting to see the good news you bring, Minister Umbridge."

I don't know if it was an oversight, but Umbridge didn't correct Kyle's title again until Kyle left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.