Please drink your own tea?

It wasn't that Umbridge had a problem with his brain, or maybe there was something wrong with the way Van Lin opened the door.

Is there a mistake in the way it is opened?

He had just taught Malfoy a lesson with a spell, and then Umbridge sat here and invited himself to tea?

Dumbledore's rebellion made them panic, and then came and reconciled?

Almost instantly, Van Lin pushed this unrealistic idea out of his head.

Not to mention whether they are willing or not, judging from the Order of the Phoenix alone, what Fudge has done, if he does not step down, there is no room for negotiation at all.

She doesn't poison her tea, does she?

Almost instantly, the thought flashed through Van Lin's mind, and in his opinion, it was the most likely.

"Very well, now, Mr. Al. I think we should talk about that, after last night's painful events. ”

Van Lin didn't say anything, just looked at Umbridge with interest.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I thought you were here for what I just did. Van Lin said.

"What just happened?"

"Yes, just now, I was lamenting Professor Umbridge's control of Hogwarts, which doesn't seem to be a rumor, in fact, you've already been recognized, haven't you?" Van Lin said lightly, ignoring Umbridge's darkened face.

"And just now, some of the fox and tiger guys, without your orders, disrupted the order of Hogwarts, which had to make me take action to stop them, and I am also partly responsible. "In fact, I should give them the right guidance." ”

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, but since the skin has been torn, there is no need to pretend like this.

Umbridge sat in her seat while Vanlin's hand held the pink teacup.

It looks like these teacups are quite valuable, and the pattern is good.

A few minutes passed quietly, and Van Lin did not continue to stimulate Umbridge, and Umbridge's eyes fell on the teacup in Van Lin's hand from time to time.

She suddenly said, "You're not drinking!"

"Oh?" Van Lindo glanced at Umbridge, there must be something in the cup, he held it to his lips, and suddenly, put it down. Behind Umbridge, the blue eyes of a portrait of a kitten resemble Moody's magical eyes.

Mad-Eye Moody once told everyone not to drink anything the enemy gave them.

There's no doubt that Umbridge cares so much......

Van Lin put the teacup in his hand again, as if trying to see something.

The British are very fond of tea, naturally, Van Lin is no stranger to tea, which does not seem to be abnormal at all, of course, many potions mixed in tea will not produce any abnormalities, for example, colorless and tasteless spitting elixir?

"What's wrong?" Umbridge said somewhat innocently, still looking at him. "Do you want sugar?"

"No," Van Lin said. "No, I think it's better to have the original tea. ”

He held the cup to his lips again and pretended to sip, though he closed his mouth tightly, while the hand hidden in his sleeve turned slightly, controlling the vanishing tea with a vanishing charm.

"Well, anyway...... The taste is still ok!"

It made Umbridge's smile even bigger.

This made Van Lin's reaction even more certain, this woman really didn't surprise him, to be exact, Umbridge's performance never disappointed them.

Was this a godsend, or was it just a godsend, and Umbridge's personality meant that he could teach her a good lesson before leaving?

"Okay," she whispered. "Very good. Right now. She turned slightly.

"So, where did you go with Harry Potter and Dumbledore during the Christmas holidays?"

Is this a temptation?

Van Lin was a little surprised, he thought that Umbridge would ask him directly about the headmaster's whereabouts, which was probably the main concern of the Ministry of Magic right now.

Fudge is a man who cherishes his life, as can be seen from the fact that he is accompanied by at least two elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, you know, the Aurors Department has always been not very interested in Fudge, whether it was when Barty Crouch was alive or now Scrimgeur.

Both of these men are from the main battle faction.

"I'm back in London, Professor, with Hermione, Mr. Granger invited us to go skiing, as for the others, sorry Professor, I don't know, I left early to prepare for the surprise, you know Professor, teaching at Hogwarts wasn't that difficult for me. ”

Fan Lin replied honestly, even his eyes were dull, but his expression was not completely lost, he knew what state the truth potion should be in damn state, and through the brain occlusion, Fan Lin could perfectly control his emotions.

"You're home?" Umbridge was visibly unhappy with the answer, "What about Potter, and Dumbledore?"

"Probably to see Sirius, Professor, and as you know, Sirius is Harry's godfather. ”

"So you're just going to get together and leave?" Umbridge asked.

This reason is really very bad, anyone can hear that it is not a reason at all, and it cannot even be explained by coincidence, but Umbridge has to believe that it is in the case of the truth telling.

"Good, I think, let's take a sip and go on. Umbridge said, the corners of Vanlin's mouth twitching.

The Truth Elixir is worse than the Imperius Curse, this is a magic potion, it is impossible to have no side effects, and taking too much of the Truth Elixir can cause a person's dementia, and it is irreversible.

Umbridge didn't care about anything else, she just wanted the information she wanted.

Van Lin took another sip as he did.

"Very well, then...... Where's Albus Dundondo?" Umbridge asked.

"I don't know," Fan Lin said, shaking his head a little sneeringly.

"So, where did Sirius go during the time he disappeared?"

"Disappear?"

"After resigning from the Ministry of Magic. Umbridge said.

"Oh, maybe he's gone on vacation, you know Sirius was in Azkaban for a long time, he always complained to Harry, I think he should be going to stay somewhere with a beautiful view. ”

"Drink, drink, drink it all, Mr. Al!" she said, still smiling. "Now, Mr. Al, we don't play naïve games. I know you already know where he went. You and Dumbledore have been together since the beginning. You have to consider where you stand, Mr. Al. ”

"Stand?"

"What's the good of you always working against the Ministry of Magic, you must know that you have been honored by the Ministry of Magic, even more famous than Potter, in the World Championship, and besides, you are still ......"

"I'm not working against the Ministry of Magic, Professor, and, I think, the Ministry of Magic is on the wrong track. ”

"Do you really think so, that you think the Ministry of Magic doesn't know anything about your dirty stuff?" Umbridge said angrily, "I'm asking you again, where Sirius went?"

"I don't know where he is," Van Lin repeated. He pretended to drink again, but the tea in the cup was gone.

Umbridge was watching him very closely.

"Very good," she said, though she looked unhappy. "In that case, you'll be quick to tell me about Sirius Black's whereabouts. ”

"In that case?" said Van Lin, with some amusement, "I don't know, Professor. "The attitude is very sincere.

"Mr. Al," said Umbridge, "let me remind you that I almost caught him in the furnace of Gryffindor in October. I know full well that it is here to see you and Potter, that he has met you, and if I have proof, then you will not be free today, I promise you. I repeat, Mr. Potter. Where is Sirius Black?"

"I don't know," Van Lin said aloud as he feigned anger. "There are no clues. ”

They stared at each other for so long that Van Lin felt his eyes seem wet. Then Umbridge stood up. "Very well, Al, I will remember what you said, but warn you: the Ministry of Magic is mine. The school is under surveillance. A Floo Powder Network adjuster is on guard in every Hogwarts furnace - except myself, of course. My prosecutor would open and see every letter that all owls brought in or out of the castle. Also, Mr. Filch is watching all the secret passages. ”

"Oh, of course, that's what you've always done, Professor Umbridge. Van Lin said.

"Also, I must warn you," Umbridge said angrily, "that you and Harry Potter once formed an illegal student organization at the school, and you recruited students to join this organization at the Hog's Head Bar. ”

Van Lin's eyes narrowed, Umbridge was not at all surprised to know the information. There are many people in the pig's head bar, and anyone can go to the snitch.

"You've repeated it. "When we were in the principal's office, we did set up such an organization. ”

Hearing Van Lin's words, Umbridge had a slightly satisfied look on his face, although the answer to the question was there.

"We did have that intention!" Before she could speak, Van Lin continued, "but it wasn't illegal at the time, and after the Ministry of Magic's decree banning all student clubs came into effect, we terminated the organization and didn't continue its activities. ”

"Really?" Umbridge looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes," Van Lin said, "but then everyone felt that Defence Against the Dark Arts class was so bad that we couldn't learn anything, and we were about to face the ordinary wizard level exam, and a student who hadn't even used a wand couldn't pass the ordinary wizard level exam, so we had to practice privately." ”

"And what's your name?"

"Abbreviation for Defence Against the Dark Arts," Van Lin said truthfully, "so we all think Dumbledore has been wronged. ”

"You're lying!"

"I didn't!" Van Lin pretended to be very aggrieved.

"What the hell do you want to know, Professor?" Van Lin said emphatically, looking at her, "I'm telling the truth. ”

"I wonder what the relationship between Black and the escaped Death Eaters is?" Umbridge's smile was gone, leaving only a grim expression.

Umbridge leaned in the direction of Van Lin, and the ugly toad stared at Van Lin with dead eyes.

This is a very terrifying action, at least in the eyes of Van Lin, a toad face that is constantly magnifying?

Still, Van Lin found it ridiculous, the Daily Prophet article?

To this day, the article about Sirius helping the Death Eaters escape from prison is a laughing stock in the Daily Prophet.

There was no evidence that Sirius Black had helped the Death Eaters escape from prison, and the only connection was probably the useless blood ties between the nobles, and everyone knew what was going on.

And now, they still haven't given up on the idea of pushing the pot, and they want to use the truth potter to get some evidence from Van Lin to prove that Sirius helped the Death Eaters escape from prison.

Fudge and Umbridge's heads were definitely watered, and even with all the evidence, they still didn't want to believe the fact that Voldemort had returned from resurrection, and instead doubted Sirius, or more accurately, Dumbledore.

They were afraid of Voldemort, and Fudge had always had this attitude, never daring to face an opponent he couldn't handle on his own.

Dumbledore's appearance as a good old man gave the Ministry of Magic so much paralysis that after Dumbledore resisted, they couldn't wait to attack the people around Dumbledore.

"As far as I can tell, they don't seem to be in touch. Van Lin replied truthfully, "Sirius has always rebelled against the Death Eaters, they are enemies, if you follow Dumbledore's advice and replace the Dementors, Azkaban will not have a mass escape, there is no doubt that Voldemort is more in line with ......"

"Don't mention that name, and don't deny the fact that it's happened, according to the Ministry of Magic, it's illegal at Hogwarts. Umbridge stood up and yelled, but then she sat down again.

She seemed to have just thought that Fan Lin had just taken a large amount of truth-spitting elixir, and it was impossible for her to tell a lie.

This made the corners of her mouth smile again.

"Looks like you're not as important as I thought, Mr. Al, they didn't tell you all the important things, did they?!, let's change the subject, what is your relationship with Nicolame?"

"Teachers, students, professors. Van Lin replied, "I am a close disciple of Nicolamel, and the teacher also said that I would represent him at the International Alchemy Conference in a while. ”

"So, Nicolamay has completely lost his powers?" asked Umbridge with interest.

"No," said Van Lin, shaking his head, "Mr. Nicolemel is the greatest alchemist of all ages, and he has a way to prolong his life, and besides, my studies are not completely over, and it is impossible for the teacher to leave me alone without a clue......

Umbridge frowned.

"So, Nicolame won't be able to die anytime soon?"

"Oh, it's not ......," Van Lin said after a second thought, "Teacher Nicolemmay didn't leave much elixir for himself, in the teacher's words, he still has a few years to explain some aftermath, after all, it is more than six hundred years of accumulation, and the teacher still has a lot of things to deal with." ”

"Handle, deal with what?"

"Some alchemical products. Van Lin thought for a moment.

"Alchemy products?......" Umbridge asked, "Did Nicolame leave Dumbledore ......?"

"Oh, of course, they're good friends, the silverware in the Headmaster's office is one of them, and right now, Professor Nicolame is still helping Headmaster Dumbledore refine ......"