HP Magic Biography

"Umbridge, is this anxious to die?"

Fan Lin couldn't help but whispered.

For Umbridge's actions, Fanlin can be described as disgusting to the extreme.

This is the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, but Umbridge let two students without magic wands walk in front of her.

When Fanlin looked back, he could clearly see Umbridge's nervousness.

Is this a so-called qualified member of the Ministry of Magic?

This can't help making people fall into contemplation... Hmm... Suddenly Fanlin seemed to understand why the Ministry of Magic couldn't even resist.

However, bringing Umbridge into the Forbidden Forest, to be honest, how to deal with it, this is still a pretty bad question.

Give Umbridge to Glop?

Glop has grown up, and there is no doubt that he has reached the age when the little giant is interested in women.

However, Fanlin is not sure whether Glop can be liked by Umbridge's appearance. You must know that for toys that Glop doesn't like, Glop is more willing to smash it or what it is. of.

Or, centaur?

At least the centaur can communicate, and there is no shortage of people in the tribe who have a good grasp of the current situation. With Umbridge’s eloquence, um...

This is indeed a questionable issue.

As he kept moving forward along the way, Umbridge's original excitement kept moving closer to tension.

The Forbidden Forest is a terrifying place, at least in terms of the atmosphere. Even though Hermione has come here a few times, she still trembles involuntarily when the breeze blows through the nape of her neck while wandering in the Forbidden Forest at night. .

"Oh, don't worry, Hermione..." Fanlin walked over and grabbed Hermione's hand. "Professor Umbridge is a qualified member of the Ministry of Magic, and she has enough ability to protect us."

Fanlin winked her eyes at Hermione, then smiled when Umbridge was not paying attention.

"Oh, thank you for your approval, but..." Umbridge looked around cautiously, "Don't delay your time, otherwise I'm not sure if I will continue to protect you."

"Old witch..." Hermione mumbled dissatisfiedly.

"I advise you to be more respectful, Miss Granger." Umbridge pretended not to care, but she went behind Hermione and poked Hermione with her wand. They continued to Go ahead.

The evening breeze issued a whimper in the forest, and in the opposite direction, a dragon roar passed.

Under Fanlin's attention, Umbridge almost jumped up.

"What is that!" Umbridge said angrily.

"Oh, the Hogwarts dragon is registered with the Ministry of Magic," Fanlin replied. "He lives in the Forbidden Forest."

"Dragon?" Umbridge looked a little frustrated, seeming to recall when the Ministry of Magic allowed Hogwarts to raise dragons.

"It should be under the control of the Ministry of Magic," Umbridge said angrily. "It should stay in Romania."

"Oh, of course, as long as you can get it away." Fanlin said, "A Norwegian Ridgeback looks like it will be a long time before adulthood."

"Don't say this..." Umbridge poked Fanlin with his magic wand again, "Go on!"

Fanlin glanced at Hermione somewhat helplessly. The girl just turned her head and was about to go forward, looking like she hadn't enjoyed acting.

As Hermione continued to strode towards the forest, Umbridge’s voice revealed a hint of suspicion. They had walked far and were completely swallowed by the mist of the Forbidden Forest: "So, where is it?"

"Of course it's there." Hermione said, pointing to the dark trees. "That must be a place where students won't be discovered by accident, right?"

"Of course," Umbridge suddenly felt a little understanding again, "Of course, very good, then you two will go ahead of me."

"If you want us to go in first, then, will you give us my magic wand?" Fanlin asked her. "Walking forward, maybe we will encounter something, you know, in the Forbidden Forest..."

"No, I don't think so, Mr. Al," Umbrich said sweetly, and pointed his wand at Fanlin's back. "I am afraid to say that for the Ministry of Magic, the value of my life Much higher than yours."

Fanlin turned his head and prepared to continue, but his previous words made Umbridge feel uncertain.

"What is that, you should have seen it." Umbridge said.

"Oh, it's similar to..." Fanlin thought for a while, "It's probably a cannon or something..."

"what is that?"

"Long and thick cylinder, accumulated through magic power...well, it can probably knock down many Ministry of Magic..."

Ok……

Anyway, Hermione stepped on Van Lin anyway, and Umbridge recovered the excitement on her face.

Hermione didn't seem to want to listen to the conversation between Fanlin and Umbridge.

Hermione just glanced at Umbridge contemptuously and jumped straight into the bushes. She walked very fast, and Umbridge, who had short legs, could barely keep up with her speed.

When a thorn in Umbridge's robe split, she finally couldn't help asking: "Is that still far?"

"Yes," Hermione replied, "it is well hidden."

"Well, are you sure we are on the right path?" When Umbridge used his magic wand to eliminate a Bogut again, his patience was finally worn out.

"Oh, yes," Hermione said very firmly, making a loud noise as she passed through the undergrowth. Umbridge behind them tripped over a small tree sapling, but they didn't stop to help her. Hermione just continued to stride forward while shouting over her shoulder, "It will be here soon! "

"You will know." Hermione added.

In Fanlin's view, Hermione was still very keen on playing Umbridge.

Different from the initial purpose, in the end, Hermione decided to hand over Umbridge to the Centaur after communicating with Fanlin in a low voice.

Can't you take the little Glope bad, at least, you should establish a correct aesthetic for Glope?

They walked for a long time, until they once again entered the depths of the forbidden forest, which was covered by the dense shade of trees.

Fanlin finally felt the feeling he had in this forest-the feeling of being watched by many invisible eyes.

Well, there is no doubt that they successfully attracted the attention of the Centaur.

Centaur is very territorial.

"How far is it?" Umbridge asked angrily behind him~www.wuxiaspot.com~It's not far now! Yelled Hermione, and they walked to a dim and damp clearing. "There is only one..."

Suddenly an arrow came through the air, flew over her head in a thrilling manner, and hit the tree hard. The air was suddenly filled with the sound of hoofs; Fanlin could feel the ground of the forbidden forest trembling; Umbridge let out a scream, trying to push Fanlin in front of him as a shield.

However, Fanlin didn't have this interest. He just twisted slightly and escaped from her hand.

About fifty centaurs emerged from all directions. They raised their bows and arrows, aiming at Fanlin, Hermione, and Umbrich. They marched slowly to the middle of the open space. Umbridge only had the strength to whimper out of fear.

Fanlin looked at Hermione who was aside, a triumphant smile on her face.

This is probably satisfaction? She seemed to have opened a terrific door to Hermione.

"Who are you?" a voice asked.