"What is the Ministry of Magic preparing?"

Auditorium.

The three gathered together, and Hermione whispered.

Ron shoved the sausage into his mouth and muttered indistinctly, "What are you going to prepare?" ”

"Don't you think it's strange," Hermione whispered, glancing around, "the Ministry of Magic has suddenly intervened in Hogwarts education. ”

"Barty Crouch came to power to reform, isn't that what you said last time?" Ron finally swallowed what was in his mouth.

Hermione's eyes widened, and she was furious.

Harry said suddenly, "Voldemort. ”

"What?" Ron looked in surprise.

Harry continued, "Crouch knows the news of Voldemort's return, and he is training students to have the power to protect themselves. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Neville, who was writing letters to the side, and said in a deep voice, "Crouch is not satisfied with Dumbledore's teachings, and he wants to have his own army. ”

"Army?!" Ron exclaimed, leaned over and whispered, "You mean the Ministry of Magic wants to use Hogwarts as an arsenal?" ”

"I'm afraid so." Harry said to himself, "Crouch is not only dissatisfied with his education, but also dissatisfied with Dumbledore's current prestige, and he wants to increase the influence of the Ministry of Magic. ”

Hermione interjected, "That's a good thing, I mean, as long as he's willing to deal with the mystery man." ”

"It's also possible that Voldemort's target will be on Hogwarts."

Harry had a keen eye for certain things.

"But Crouch picked the wrong guy," Ron scolded, looking at the back of Harry's hand, "Umbridge isn't a good guy." ”

"There's a question," Hermione asked, puzzled, "why didn't Crouch join forces with Dumbledore?" ”

"He didn't like Dumbledore's prestige," Harry said analytically, "or rather, in his opinion, there was no difference between Dumbledore and Voldemort. ”

A White Lord, a Dark Lord.

Hermione gasped, it wasn't a good thing.

In their opinion, Dumbledore had never been so ambitious, and Crouch's unwarranted suspicions were afraid that something bad would happen.

Ron said indignantly, "I swear, Dumbledore never wanted to rule the wizarding world. ”

"But he has the ability, doesn't he." Hermione has a strong sense of politics, and she said solemnly, "It's not about whether he wants to, but whether he can or not." ”

"I don't want to go to war with Dumbledore as Crouch's army." Ron said angrily.

Hermione also thought it was a terrible scene, at least not a good thing for them.

While they were talking about the possibility of Hogwarts' future, Umbridge's investigation was quietly underway.

In class, Umbridge can always be seen.

Professor Flitwick conducts the orchestra practice, and Umbridge comes uninvited.

Professor Flitwick looked a little helpless, which was a little broken when Umbridge took out the ruler.

Snape could feel a gaze from the corner of the wall in class, and the beautiful words he had been brewing were stifled.

Professor McGonagall hated being criticized during his lessons, and Umbridge did all of them.

Even later, Professor McGonagall and Umbridge got into an argument.

The male and female students who were together were forcibly separated because of Umbridge's passing, and the students who were dressed in personality were forced to rectify them.

In other words, even if it's a passing dog, Umbridge has to give it pointers.

The desire to control is so strong that it feels suffocating.

John watched Tom come back and spin in a frenzied circle, as if he wanted to bite out something.

"The effect seems to be a little too outstanding." John fell into deep thought.

He was going to use Umbridge to reduce Dumbledore's prestige, but it worked too well.

He still underestimated Umbridge, and now the whole of Hogwarts is complaining.

There weren't many complaints about the Ministry of Magic, after all, there was another professor sent by the Ministry of Magic.

Professor Heard is widely acclaimed because he teaches what the previous professors didn't teach, and he doesn't have to worry about which horrible guy has become.

Judging by the fact that Ozzy Hildena and Umbridge did not deal with each other, no one would think that the Ministry of Magic had deliberately sent someone to torture them.

Dumbledore stepped down as Headmaster for the time being, but the students who were counting on him to save him did not receive a response.

In the face of the enemy, the strong will find a way to turn the tide, while the weak will point the finger at the capable.

Obviously, Hogwarts is still dominated by the underdog.

They listen to rumors and attack the strong.

How Dumbledore was indulgent before, then how they complain now.

Why can't you, as the Headmaster of Hogwarts, fight for us to be treated better?

You are Dumbledore, the strongest in the wizarding world.

You should stand with us.

Perhaps for Dumbledore, the situation was not yet unacceptable.

But the students' complaints have been quietly rising.

...

Hogsmeade.

John accompanies Daphne to the Literati Residence.

Although John felt that the stationery here should not be as good as his own, Daphne liked to come here to buy it.

In addition to ink and quills, there was also parchment and some bought.

"What do you think of this color?" Daphne asked with great interest in the sky blue ink, like a little girl getting a new dress and asking if it looked good.

John picked it up and looked at it, and said strangely: "This is invisible ink, you want to write secrets?" ”

"Huh?" Daphne said in a bit of a panic, "No, I just took it casually." ”

"This ink is not very secretive." John shook his head and said, "A manifestation spell will make it unreveal." ”

Putting the ink back, John whispered, "If you want some kind of secret ink, I can give you a better one." ”

"Okay." Daphne was a little disappointed.

John looked outside, raising an eyebrow.

Daphne noticed his expression and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Are you interested in going to a new place?"

John extended the invitation, and Daphne gladly accepted.

As they walked out of the literati house, John contributed his little bag and put a quill in it.

Recalling the speed at which Daphne consumed ink and quills, he said as he walked, "If you don't mind....."

"What?" Daphne approached John, reaching out and quietly grabbing the sleeve of her coat.

John thought for a moment and said, "I can make you a new quill." ”

"That's great." Daphne said in surprise.

Arriving at her destination, the smile on Daphne's face stiffened.

Push the door in, and there is a strong smell of mutton inside.

The environment inside is not very good.

A few bay windows were covered with a thick layer of dirt that barely let in the light outside, and the rough wooden table was lit with candle heads and a thick layer of ash.

The cup looks like it hasn't been washed.

Daphne, as a wealthy family, has disgust written on her good-looking face.

The bar owner saw John and seemed a little surprised why he hadn't disguised himself this time.

Coming to a small table and sitting down, John tapped the table and chair, the dust and oil peeling off.

It even makes people feel that this is a table that they just bought.

Taking out a silver bottle of wine from his bag, John conjured two glasses in his hand.

"You can't bring your own alcohol here." The boss was a grumpy old man, tall and thin, with long hair and gray beard.

At this time, he stared at John with an unkind face.

There were still a few people in the bar, and they looked at John playfully.

A little boy who came with a little girl.

This is their impression of John.

I want to see how this little boy will not make a fool of himself in front of girls.

The playful gaze converged on John.

He opened the bottle of wine to himself, and the smell of wine wafted out, as if to seduce some people's gluttony.

Pour the wine into a crystal goblet that is clean and clear, and the taste is even more fragrant.

"Gollum."

I don't know who made the sound, but it seems to be attracted.

A third of the glass was emptied, and John gentlemanly handed it to Daphne.

Daphne smiled and said thank you.

The bar owner was about to blow up, his chest heaving violently, and then ......

Turned back to the bar.

People who want to watch the show are stupid, is this still the owner of the pig's head bar?

Like a prince and princess living in exile, the two of them are like no one around, drinking high-end wine that is incompatible with this place.

...

Some people died, but not completely......