The Comprehension Is Against The Sky, And The Forbidden Curse Is Deduced In Hogwarts

Fudge's face was expressionless.

But when he looked at Umbridge, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Umbridge's fat old face immediately glowed with radiance.

Licking right again.

"I think when you come back to report on your work, you should report the real situation."

"Instead of holding up the student named Charlie, or the child, and blowing him up.

"I know that little guy does have some talent, but how can he deal with such a big monster alone?"

"Where did your casualties come from?"

Umbridge asked repeatedly.

The disappointment on the faces of those Aurors who reported their duties became even stronger.

"Sorry, I can't answer."

"I resigned, and future affairs of the Ministry of Magic will have nothing to do with me.

Finally, one Auror couldn't bear it any longer and took off his gown.

Walk away.

Before leaving, he gave Umbridge and Fudge a hard look.

This made the two of them very unhappy.

"Well, everything has to be considered in the long term."

"Umbridge, you set up an investigation team to investigate whether there are any traces of the Dark Lord."

"Although I think it's impossible, so many of our 17 elite Aurors all said they saw the Dark Lord resurrected."

"We still have to pay attention."

Fudge said perfunctorily.

"Okay, Mr. Minister, I will live up to your trust.

Umbridge bowed, with a very happy expression on his face.

Got another good job.

This thing is really easy to do. As long as the time is up, write down on the report that there is no trace of the Dark Lord, then everything will be fine.

How can the dead be resurrected? This is simply ridiculous.

Umbridge thought to himself.

That pink coat embellished her like a toad.

The faces of the Aurors were full of unwillingness and resentment.

Fudge's reputation in the Ministry of Magic has begun to change.

After all, everyone is stupid, and Fudge is headstrong and can't listen to what others say.

I have been immersed in my own fantasy.

If the Ministry of Magic continues to be led by such a person, I am afraid it will only make the entire British magical world pay the price.

Several leaders of the Auror team looked at each other.

They had made plans long before they came here to report.

If this report doesn't go well, Fudge still doesn't trust them.

Then they need to plan their own plans.

Otherwise, from now on, it will be Aurors like them who are working on the front line who will be passive.

The proud Fudge didn't notice.

The Aurors and some Ministry of Magic officials looked at me with doubts in their eyes.

the next day.

Surprisingly, the Daily Prophet and other media organizations did not issue reports on this incident in Hogwarts.

Instead, it was like nothing happened.

All this is thanks to Umbridge's running before and after.

She called the heads of several newspapers and asked them not to publish any reports on the matter.

This matter was suppressed like this and was not openly circulated in the magic world.

But it just wasn't circulated publicly.

After all, the little wizards at Hogwarts actually experienced a war.

A wandering between life and death.

How can this kind of thing be truly suppressed?

The reputation of the Ministry of Magic has also begun to undergo subtle changes in the magical world.

Inside Hogwarts Castle.

Now after experiencing a great war, Hogwarts has ushered in the suspension of classes.

Young wizards with certain abilities were "warmly invited" by professors to complete the plan to repair Hogwarts.

Those lower grades, or little wizards with weaker abilities.

They all squat in their dormitories or in the common room.

They were in groups, discussing what they had encountered before.

"You know what? I almost died. If I hadn't used a repel spell to blind the basilisk, I would have ended up over there."

"Yes, me too. Originally, the basilisk was about to eat me. But a burst of magic power suddenly broke out from my body and repeled the basilisk. I think I must be special, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me. It's my turn."

Some shameless little wizards praise themselves to their heart's content.

It was as if they had solved all the previous crises.

"Wow, that's really impressive. Then why didn't you participate in the battle in the square before?"

The Weasley brothers are here too.

After hearing this endless bragging, they were filled with dissatisfaction.

Things are over in this crazy bragging?

Then during the battle, why didn't I see you go up and help Charlie?

As soon as the Weasley twins finished speaking, the expressions of the young wizards who had just been boasting so happily changed slightly.

Then he stopped talking and looked at the Weasley twins with some trepidation.

"Then we can't help Charlie."

yes.

Only Charlie can handle that kind of magic battle.

If other people go to the square, isn't that a proper act of giving someone away?

Give one away without making a sound.

Bragging is bragging, but you can't really do it...

"Bah! Are you the only one who is a classmate of our Lion Academy? Without Charlie, none of us would be alive here today."

George burst into displeasure.

Although these two brothers are naughty, they are still very honest at heart.

The little wizard who was sprayed could only bury his head in the sofa and did not dare to look up.

"Yeah, without Charlie, I don't know what Hogwarts would be like."

Everyone sighed.

Recall everything that happened in the square before.

My heart was extremely frightened.

Scary, so fucking scary.

The figure of the hydra monster is not enough for him to swallow, no matter how many people it is.

And why did the feared Voldemort become like this?

Is he completely dead? What will happen if he comes again in the future?

Think of this.

The little wizards couldn't help but feel extremely worried.

"I think......"

Suddenly.

George stepped onto the sofa.

Became the focus of everyone's eyes.

The little wizards all raised their heads at this moment and looked at the doctor.

"We can't let this sink in any longer."

"This school year is coming to an end again. Have you learned any practical magic and skills?"

George asked.

The magic apprentices below suddenly shook their heads.

Practical skills?

What is that and what does it have to do with us?

"We can't sink like this!"

George suddenly shouted.

"We must rise up!".