Chapter 267: Let it go
Harry trembled with resentment, glaring at Umbridge viciously, but it didn't do much.
Sirius's life was in danger, but he was trapped here, and Harry felt even more resentful in the face of this hateful toad-like woman, and he almost gritted his teeth in hatred.
"It's none of your business who I'm talking to." Gritting his teeth, he said hatefully to Umbridge.
The latter smiled, her fat cheeks curled, and as if she had anticipated Harry's uncooperation, she rose from her chair and said to Harry in a tone of utter frightening, yet hypocritical, gentleness:
"Very well, Mr. Potter, I have given you a chance, but you refused, and I have no choice but to find you some little potion that will allow you to tell the truth. Warrington, go get Professor Snape over. β
Seventh-year Slytherin student, C. Warrington glanced at Harry with a wicked smile and said triumphantly, "Okay, Professor, I'll go." β
Ron tried to break free from the Slytherin boy who was strangling him, and Hermione tried in vain to shake off Millicent? Bosd, Neville, and Ginny are also controlled by the high school students of the investigative team, and Crabbe slams Neville with a knee on the stomach, so that Neville is now hunched over like a shrimp.
After a while, footsteps sounded in the hallway, and Warrington pushed the door open, followed by Severus, the Potions professor at Hogwarts? Snape.
His gaze coldly crossed Harry, directly to Umbridge, and he stood still, and said in a low voice, "You want to see me, Headmaster?" β
"Ah, Professor Snape." Umbridge said, smiling a little closer, "Yes, I want a bottle of truth elixir, the sooner the better." β
"Last time you took the last bottle for interrogation." He said, looking through his greasy black hair, "Don't tell me you're all done, I said three drops would be enough." β
Umbridge blushed and her voice grew sweeter, indicating her annoyance, "Can you configure some more?" β
"Of course." Snape pouted, "It would take a full lunar cycle to set up, so I'll give it to you in a month." β
"A month?" Umbridge raised her voice, glanced towards the empty corner of the office, and quickly withdrew her gaze, her voice sweet again, "But I'll need to use it tonight, Professor Snape, and Potter is talking to someone through my fire." β
"I've already told you," said Snape calmly, "I don't have any extra elixir unless you want to poison Potter β and if you do, then I agree with it β except that most poisons work too quickly for the victim to tell the truth." β
Harry stared at Snape, hesitating to reveal the news to him, even though he knew that Snape was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, but so what, Dumbledore had also abandoned him, and until now he had only left him alone at Hogwarts, to witches like Umbridge.
So why trust Snape, a former Death Eater, not to mention that Harry had never had a crush on him.
At this time, he couldn't help but think of another image in his mind, in the tower of the school, Snape and Ning An were talking about something, they were talking about "poison", as if they were going to poison someone.
Harry was startled, his eyes meeting Snape's pure black eyes, unfathomable eyes as if they wanted to lift the fog of his memories and read something.
Regent!
Harry subconsciously used the Occlumency technique Snape had taught him, and he practiced it a lot during this time.
"You did it on purpose!" Umbridge screamed at Snape in some frustration.
Snape looked at her again and raised an eyebrow.
"Don't forget, you're still in the review period, Professor Snape! I was expecting you to do better, now, get out of my office right now! β
Snape bowed sarcastically, those unfathomable eyes swept over Harry at the moment of lifting, the two looked at each other for a second, Harry inexplicably felt that he read doubts from Snape's eyes, but what would make him wonder, what did he read in himself with the Guardian Mind?
Snape turned away, slammed the door shut, and stood in the hallway for a moment, whispering a name,
"Ning'an?"
"Very good......" At this moment, Umbridge in the office was already angry, she really couldn't imagine a moment in her life like today, whether it was a student or a professor, they didn't listen to her, and today in front of the wizards sent by the two masters, she exposed the fact that the school was not under her control.
Umbridge couldn't imagine how disappointed her master would be, and what kind of punishment she would endure.
"Looks like I don't have a choice......" She paced back and forth as if she was talking to herself, convincing herself to do something, and gradually fell into the way she was talking to herself, looking strange and frightening,
"To prove...... It's all about proving ...... It's not my incompetence......"
She flickered in place, looking into Harry's eyes with a fervent longing.
"The Diamond Spell will make you speak." She said softly.
"No!" Ginny and Hermione screamed almost at the same time.
Several of the Slytherin Investigative Action Team students had a glint of excitement in their eyes as they looked at Harry with malice.
But at that moment, Umbridge raised half of her hand and put it down, and she seemed a little caught off guard, as if she had tripped over an invisible stone while walking on the road, and her hands hung down and became confused, and her mouth was still muttering to herself
"But...... Why...... I'm sure I'll get the information...... This...... Well......"
Harry watched the ferocious, eager, excited expression on Umbridge's face reced, and she raised her wand, as if she had a sudden idea, and shouted to several of the students of the investigative action team:
"Put them in the empty classroom next door, I remember this afternoon. L.'s exam, right? Just let the little mice hand in an empty paper - as for you, Potter, rest assured, I'll let you speak, soon, soon......"
With that, she put her hands behind her back and sat back in the chair behind her desk, like a deflated toad, and several Slytherin students looked at each other, bewildered and disappointed that the show was about to come to an abrupt end, but they still obeyed Umbridge's order, and with five men in their arms, they went to the empty classroom next door.
After everyone had gone out, Umbridge whispered into the empty corner of the wall:
"Why let them go? Potter is the most slippery of all but I've got to find a way to get him to talk. β
"No need, Mr. Headmaster, we heard it clearly here just now, they were going to the Ministry of Magic to save Sirius? Blake! Samantha's shrill voice rang out in the room, startling the cats on the nearest plates, as if they couldn't understand why there was a noise coming from a place where no one was around.
"I'll leave this matter to us, don't interfere with it yet, prepare two flying broomsticks for us, loosen the guard, and secretly let them go." Walter continued, his raspy voice in stark contrast to Umbridge's sweetness.
"But ......"
"No, Headmaster Umbridge, if you have any advice to the master or Pani? Mr. Starr said, please also report our whereabouts to Mr. Starr, and say that we went to the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. β
"Got it......"
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Harry and Hermione were locked in an empty classroom, wands tied up in a stack and thrown in the corner. His hands and feet were tied behind the back of the rope conjured by magic, and it was difficult to move, and the students of the investigation team were called back by Umbridge, and I didn't know what the arrangement was, Harry anxiously flipped his wrists, trying to free himself from the knot, but it became tighter and tighter.
"You can't get it open with brute force, it's only going to get tighter, you're a wizard, Harry." Ginny shook her white hands in front of Harry and said triumphantly, "A tightening spell can be undone." β
"Untie it for me." Harry watched as Hermione untied the knot, crouching to the side in deep thought, and whispered a urge.
"It's weird, too." Hermione couldn't seem to hear the sounds around her, and she fell into a state of self-talk.
"What's so strange, Ginny, when did you learn to cast spells without a wand?" Ron shook the knot off, stood up and stretched his body hard, spoke cautiously, slipped into the corner, picked up the bundle of wands tied together, and eagerly pumped his own.
"Whew, fortunately it hasn't broke, and the family doesn't have the money to buy another one."
"Alright, let's go." Harry also took his wand back, his brows furrowed together, his heart was like a year, thinking that Sirius's life might be in danger, and he really didn't want to delay for a second.
"It's really strange, how could Umbridge suddenly give up the interrogation, she had to ask for the result before, and even did not hesitate to use the Unforgivable Curse on Harry!"
Hermione furrowed her brow, puzzled by what had happened, which didn't make sense in the logic of her mind anyway.
"She's just scaring people, no matter what, she's also an official of the Ministry of Magic, how can she really use Harry's Diamond Heart Charm, Snape didn't spit out the truth elixir, and she can't scare Harry, so naturally she can only be helpless." Ron rolled his eyes, and then crept to the door, his ears on the door, trying to listen for the movement outside.
"There are so many loopholes that it doesn't make sense." Hermione gave Ron a blank look, apparently such a far-fetched explanation would not have been possible for her.
"Alright, leave that alone. Harry, what did you find in the fire? Did the mystery man catch Sirius, orβ" Ron then asked.
"Yes," said Harry, as he felt a strong sting in his scar at this point, "and I'm sure he's alive, but we'll have to get out of here to save him." β
He came to Ron's side, put his ear close to the classroom door, and listened intently, and after a while seemed to make sure that no one was outside.
"I'm coming," Ginny whispered to the door with her wand raised, somewhat excited, "Alaho Cave/kai"
"Click"
With a soft sound, the door was pushed open a crack, and the corridor was empty, and there was really no one left.
"It's too easy," Ron muttered, "it's like he deliberately let us go." β
"Deliberate...... Deliberately let us go? Hermione's eyes lit up, she stopped walking, grabbed Harry, and said eagerly, "Yes, it must be so, Umbridge let us go on purpose!" β
"Enough!" Harry angrily shook Hermione's arm away, the expression on his face anxious and angry, "I don't care if Umbridge is deliberately letting us go or trying to follow us to carry out some plan, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that we are going there now - Bigfoot is in danger!" I'm going to go anyway! β
After saying that, he glanced at Hermione coldly, "If you don't want to go, you can not go, maybe it's better to go to Ning An, anyway, that's what you're willing to do." β
With that, he strode towards the stairs at the end of the hallway.
Ron and Ginny glanced at Hermione helplessly, opening their mouths to say something, but seeing Harry running farther and farther away, they still chased after her.
"He...... Hermione, Harry didn't mean to...... I think...... I think he's just too anxious......" Neville walked last, trying to comfort Hermione.
"Ah, thanks, Neville, I know, it's fine, it's just that the feeling of stepping into a trap makes me uncomfortable." Hermione shook her head, "Let's hurry up, really, these guys, do they want to run to London on their feet?" β
The five people walked through the wooden staircase, all the way down, the marble steps smoothly reflected the dim sunlight outside the castle, it was already afternoon, the exam had long been over, there was no doubt that all five people missed this door, but the consequences were not considered for the time being, everything was still waiting for Sirius to be rescued.
There had never been a time when people had been so nervous about re-exiting the gates of Hogwarts, and several of them were afraid that Umbridge or other members of the investigation team would suddenly rush out and recapture them, but it was as easy as every daily walk, and the five trotted out of the main entrance without hindrance.
In front of him was a wide field with a gentle breeze, and the green grass was in the slanting sun, faintly leaning in the direction of the wind.
"How shall we go?" Ron asked, confused, that it was a long way from the Ministry of Magic.
Harry was silent, and after leaving the school, how could he get from Hogwarts to London?
"I have a solution." Hermione spoke suddenly, her gaze looking in a certain direction of the field.
Several people followed her line of sight, and at the edge of the field, near the direction of the Forbidden Forest, a carriage was safely parked.
Everyone suddenly understood, it was Durmstran's carriage, of course, it was not an ordinary horse, but a flying horse, and Hermione's meaning was obvious, they might be able to fly over.