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The Order of the Phoenix also published some inconsequential information in the newspapers, and there was growing evidence that Voldemort had indeed returned.

Public opinion began to shift in their favor, and newspapers received more and more subscriptions.

At the same time, the Daily Prophet's subscription has been declining.

People don't want to subscribe to a lying newspaper, no matter how old it is, and when it loses credibility, so does the newspaper's.

As public opinion fermented, there were more and more protests against Fudge and the Ministry of Magic, and there was no way to control it.

As in the wizarding world, the situation inside Hogwarts Castle is becoming increasingly chaotic.

Everyone was talking about it, and no one was paying attention to Umbridge's education order.

In this situation, Harry was in a much happier mood.

This is one of the few good things since Quidditch was banned and the increasingly painful Occlumenclumy course was introduced.

As he hurried to his transfiguration class, Cho caught up.

Before he could figure out what was going on, her hand was already in his.

Cho whispered in Harry's ear, "I'm sorry, Harry, that interview was so brave that I cried after reading it." ”

Harry was sorry to hear her shed more tears over it, but glad they got back together.

Even happier, she kissed him quickly and hurried away.

It was unbelievable that he had just walked to the door of the Transfiguration classroom when he was met with something equally happy.

Seamus walked out of the team and greeted him, the first conversation between the two of them since they had argued at the end of the semester.

"I want to say!" he said, looking at Harry's left knee, "I believe you, I sent a newspaper to my mother. ”

If there was anything else needed to make the pleasure more complete, it was the reaction of Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle.

The fathers of all three of them were accused of being Death Eaters, and in class, they looked at Harry with hatred and kept looking back, Goyle crunched his knuckles menacingly, and Malfoy whispered something to Crabbe, obviously malicious.

But they can't help it, and their position is very bad now.

They can't even stand up to Evan and Harry because they can't admit to reading that article!

Umbridge was indeed out of proportion, and the confinement on Monday night, without any punishment, actually invited Evan and Elaine to tea.

She separated the two of them and asked Evan to come to her office at five o'clock and Elaine at six.

Everyone only has one hour, what the hell is she trying to do?!

Umbridge's office was still the same, the only changes were the broom tied to the wall, Harry's firebolt and the star picker that Aven had studied, and a thick, sturdy iron bolt nailed to the wall behind the desk, and the broomstick was chained to the iron bolt and locked.

Evan also saw the wand, which was nominally his, and which was chained to a miniature chain.

Umbridge probably took them for trophies, hanging them prominently on the wall.

"Good evening, Mr. Mason!" "When Evan entered, she was bowing her head to write a letter, she didn't look at Evan but pointed to a chair and said briefly and stiffly, "Sit down, we have a good talk, at the beginning of the semester, we had a conversation, but obviously the communication was not pleasant, because of some things, the differences between us are getting bigger and bigger, now is the time to unravel these contradictions, it is not good for anyone to continue the stalemate." ”

"Yes, Professor, I agree with you!"

Evan sat down and looked at Umbridge in surprise, what did she mean by this, did she want to reconcile?!

Because the words on "Hogwarts Wizardry and Wizardry" let her know the truth, and she is ready to abandon the darkness and turn to the light?!

Something like that couldn't happen to Umbridge, even if she took the wrong medicine.

Since it's not a peace, there must be some conspiracy!

Evan looked at Umbridge to see what she had planned.

She was writing something with her head down, and on the plate above her head, several ugly cats were bouncing around.

These cats are not simple, it's a surveillance magic.

"Alright, it's finally done!" said Umbridge, putting down her quill and looking like a toad about to swallow a delicious juicy fly, "This is a report to the Minister, and I think it is necessary to take special measures to make the reform more thorough in this special period, by the way, what would you like to drink?"

"Thanks, no need!" said Aven, Umbridge's attitude was so strange!

"Come on, I'd love you to have a drink with me. With an ugly smile on his face, Umbridge said in a tone that was both intimidating and pleasant, "Would you like tea, coffee, orange juice, or pumpkin juice?"

She waved her wand lightly as she said each drink.

A teacup or glass with a drink will appear on her table, with the prepared liquid in it.

Ai Wen suddenly realized, it turned out that there was a problem with these drinks, this guy wouldn't be ready to poison him, right?!

"Alright, Professor, bring me some tea. He whispered, staring at Umbridge.

Umbridge stood up and pretended to add some milk with her back to him.

Then she walked briskly around the table with her tea, with a sinister and affectionate smile on her face.

"Here!" she said, handing the tea to Aven, "Drink it while it's hot, okay? I think we should talk after all that has happened." ”

Evan didn't speak, staring at the teacup in front of him, not seeing what was inside.

Umbridge returned to her seat and waited, and after a long silence, she said briskly, "You haven't drunk yet!"

Unless you have a problem with your head, you will drink these things that you know are problematic.

Evan pretended to raise the teacup to his lips and suddenly put it down again, Umbridge looking at him nervously.

"What's wrong?" Umbridge said, still staring at Aven, "Do you want to add sugar?"

"Come on, I like something sweeter, thank you!" said Aven, placing the teacup on the table.

As Umbridge got up, the wand slid down into his right hand, which was covered by the sleeve, in a confusion spell.

Umbridge paused, his head dizzy, and during this time, Evan quickly replaced the drink in his teacup.

"How many spoonfuls of sugar do you want?" asked Umbridge, finding nothing.

"One spoonful is enough!" said Aven, watching the white sugar dissolve and disappear in the cloudy tea.

He took a sip of it, it was so sweet, it wasn't his favorite taste......