The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"It's just a small investigation. There is no need to alert the Aurors, Minister." Umbridge responded respectfully.

"Got it."

To Umbridge's surprise, Fudge was not being polite at all this time, but really wanted Umbridge to bring a team of Ministry of Magic elites to Hogsmeade on standby.

"If... Dumbledore is unwilling to compromise, then teach the dementors a lesson and let them know that the wizarding world is still the wizard, and we, the Ministry of Magic, have the final say."

Fudge still gave in. He didn't want to have a serious conflict with Dumbledore. In his mind, Dumbledore was still heavier than the Dementors.

Umbridge didn't have any ideas of her own. She only had one idea, and that was to be consistent with the superiors, so of course she said that she would complete the task satisfactorily.

"Of course, we must always remind these lower-level creatures that wizards are their masters. Article 1 of the "Ministry of Magic Regulations"-"

"Go." Fudge was too lazy to talk to her any more. The smell of Umbridge's perfume made him uncomfortable.

Umbridge stood up respectfully, bowed slightly to Fudge and said, "Yes, Minister."

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Umbridge exited Fudge's office, quickly mobilized a team of Aurors and a team of Ministry of Magic strikers and rushed to Hogsmeade.

After arriving there, she arrogantly ordered the Aurors and strikers to be on standby, and she went to Hogwarts to negotiate first.

Then she met Professor McGonagall.

"Minerva McGonagall, Vice-Principal, I am the Senior Under-Secretary of the Ministry of Magic and the Investigator of the Ministry of Magic, Dolores Jane Umbridge. I am responsible for investigating the recent incidents of Dementors." Umbridge He introduced himself with a sweet cooing voice, and then extended a hand of "friendship."

The expression on Professor McGonagall opposite her was this:

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She looked at the five stubby "fat radishes" stretched out in front of her, and she rejected her whole body - she didn't want to touch this woman at all, but she was a special envoy of the Ministry of Magic. If she ignored her like this, she would Not very polite.

So Professor McGonagall could only hold her nose and gently touch Umbridge's five carrot-like fingers.

The smile on Umbridge's face became even sweeter, and she followed Professor McGonagall into Hogwarts on her short legs.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's been so many years since graduation, and the scenery of Hogwarts has still not changed at all." After a few hypocritical polite words, Umbridge got to the point.

"Minerva, I believe this is all a misunderstanding. As we all know, Dementors are loyal to the Ministry of Magic, so they will not disobey the Ministry's orders."

"But the Dementors did break into the Quidditch pitch and caused great chaos - all the teachers and students at Hogwarts could see it clearly!" Professor McGonagall's face was serious, and she was trying to suppress it. Impatient in my heart, I carefully explained to Umbridge the ins and outs of what happened that day.

However, one cannot wake up a person who is pretending to sleep. Of course Umbridge knows the cause, process, and outcome of things, but she has "her" position.

Therefore, Professor McGonagall was rude, but Umbridge kept repeating like a repeater: This is a misunderstanding.

Her meaning was also clear: the Ministry of Magic must be right, and there are no dementors - they are just fulfilling their duties. The teachers at Hogwarts... can also be right - this It was all Sirius Black's fault!

Professor McGonagall felt her temples throbbing.

"The dementors rushed in and attacked the students." She tried to keep her tone calm, "This is a fact."

This time it was Umbridge's turn to have her blood pressure rise: no matter how much she pretended to be dead, she could not change the fact that the dementors were harassing the students. Hogwarts students, what is that ingredient?

Not to mention mucks and mixed-blood wizards, basically every descendant of a pure-blood family goes to Hogwarts. Although some of them kept saying that they wanted to send their children to Durmstrang - such as the Malfoy family, their bodies still chose Hogwarts with utmost honesty.

These descendants of the pure-blood family were quite frightened that night. After they were frightened, they naturally complained to their elders at home. The attitude of the elders is also very consistent: whoever makes our children uncomfortable, I will make them uncomfortable.

Dementors causing trouble? They certainly weren't going to hold the Dementors accountable. Dementors are dogs raised by the Ministry of Magic. Children who are frightened by dogs will naturally look for their owners!

As a result, various letters of accountability were sent to the Ministry of Magic through official and private channels. The names of the senders on the letters were each more terrifying than the last.

However, Fudge didn't panic at all.

It's not a big deal to make mistakes, as long as you can get rid of the blame, it won't be a problem. Sirius Black is an excellent candidate for blame.

This is the purpose of Umbridge's visit: to conduct a "comprehensive" investigation and come to the conclusion that it is all Sirius' problem. This is a misunderstanding! The Ministry of Magic is a good person, the Dementors are good and conscientious slaves, and Hogwarts is also an innocent victim. Everyone is right, but it is Black who is wrong!

Umbridge had even thought about how to write the notice: The Dementors made a small mistake when chasing Sirius, which caused a little friction with the students, causing unnecessary trouble. Now the Dementors who took the lead have been severely punished. Strange. The Ministry of Magic is very sorry for this. The matter has calmed down and it will no longer occupy public resources, and so on.

At worst, send someone out to bow and apologize!

Hello, me, everyone, hello. Umbridge can't figure out why Professor McGonagall and that bad old man refuse to let go?

Umbridge knew from Professor McGonagall's reaction that it would be difficult for her to get through this matter by making mud and bowing.

"Minerva, we are all women. We should understand each other. I am very aware of your difficult situation at Hogwarts. Accordingly, I also hope that you can understand me..." The mud card has no effect, Wu Mrich started playing the emotional gender card.

Professor McGonagall looked at her strangely.

Tough times at Hogwarts? me? I feel like I'm doing okay? Except for the few little guys in the college who are not very worry-free, the principal is always trying to catch fish, and Slytherin House and their principal are too annoying, there seems to be nothing wrong with me?

"These seem to have nothing to do with our topic today. Speaking of consideration, I think my students should be more considerate." Professor McGonagall responded firmly.

She has only two demands: first, to evacuate the dementors from the castle; second, to punish them.

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I hope all the book friends can draw the characters they want. At the same time, I also hope that your Gan Yu uses a bow and arrows, and Zhong Li uses a spear.

Happy New Year to everyone!