Chapter 32: The Curse of Defence Against the Dark Arts
After the students left, the auditorium was soon empty.
The teachers all returned to their private offices, and when they left, they were left in groups except for the unpleasant pink toad.
However, Umbridge didn't care about this, at least the expression on his face was not unusual, and returned to the office alone.
Although Umbridge is a senior investigator at the Ministry of Magic, she is theoretically one of the professors.
So Umbridge also has an office of her own - the office of the former Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.
After taking over the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Snape refused to change positions, using his underground office and swapping places for Defence Against the Dark Arts and Potions classes.
Professor Slughorn, on the other hand, disliked that the Defence Against the Dark Arts office was not grand enough, worthy of his own personality, and could not allow himself to enjoy life.
So he applied to Headmaster Dumbledore to reactivate his former office-
It was a very high position, with a view of the Quidditch pitch from the window, and an office where you could enjoy the sun every morning.
Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal in charge of the school's teaching expenses, has always been frugal and does not want the Defence Against the Dark Arts office to sit idle.
As much as this office is annoying, it's a shame to waste it like this, plus Umbridge needs a place to live.
So after much deliberation, Professor McGonagall "graciously and generously" assigned it to Umbridge.
Anyway, people don't hate dogs, and it doesn't prevent toads from staying, right? Maybe the toad is more suitable for this environment!
Professor McGonagall even praised her wit, and decided to reward herself with the money she had saved for two more magic materials to allow herself to perform one more Transfiguration experiment.
Umbridge quickly returned to his office, slammed the door shut, and hung a black-and-gold necklace on the doorknob.
The necklace has a large amount of lilac lines attached to it. When the chain touches the doorknob, the interior of the room suddenly feels cut off from the castle.
The feeling of disconnection only appeared for a moment, and it quickly connected to the dark magic of the upper level of a castle, and then disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, somewhere in the castle.
A cloud of black and misty magic suddenly exploded, filling the room.
The room suddenly shimmered with golden light, compressing the black mist and confined it to a small area entirely.
However, the golden light was not able to completely succeed, and the magic in the form of black mist seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and it was eroding the space occupied by the golden magic little by little.
This erosion is not powerful in terms of strength alone, but it is like a maggot that eats away at bones, which cannot be erased or removed, and is extremely disgusting.
After a few moments, the room was quiet again.
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In the former Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office, after hanging the necklace, Umbridge sat down at the table.
The office had changed dramatically by this time, and everything was covered with lace covers and tablecloths.
Several vases filled with dried flowers sit above the cabinet, and delicate little cushions are placed underneath the vases.
On one wall hangs a set of decorative plates, each with a large colorful cat with a different bow around its neck.
These cat sheets also look very rua-like, but they match the surrounding environment...... It can only be said that it is very disgusting.
Umbridge fiddled with the ornaments a few times, her face full of girlish intoxication, and finally waved her wand to summon the letter and quill.
It's late at night, but she's not done yet, and she needs to report back to Fudge and her new owner.
Considering that Fudge has been busy fighting for power and profit, he can't afford to have the leisure to collect evidence from the young wizards of Slytherin, so Umbridge naturally squandered pen and ink on the letterhead.
In her mouth, her groveling performance at the Hogwarts opening dinner turned into a swagger, and the whole of Hogwarts felt the determination of the Ministry of Magic and was greatly shocked.
At the same time, Umbridge assured Fudge that he would be able to obtain evidence of Dumbledore's incriminating guilt within six months at most, and successfully overturn him from power.
After writing and sending the letter, Umbridge looked at the owl's distant figure with a vicious expression on his face.
After a while, she suddenly came to her senses and rolled up the sleeve of her left arm.
The sleeve was presumably modified to be looser than the sleeve on the right arm, but the cuffs at the wrist were firmly attached to Umbridge's skin, leaving no gaps.
After the sleeve was rolled up, Umbridge's left arm was exposed to the light.
There's a dark mark there.
However, this shady mark is different from the other Death Eaters' dark mark, and the large python that emerges from the skull's mouth seems to come to life.
At this time, the two teeth of the big python seemed to have a three-dimensional effect, and they sank under Umbridge's skin.
Every once in a while, some blood would emerge from the area where the teeth came into contact with the skin, and it would quickly be consumed by the Dark Mark of the Dark Magic.
Umbridge gritted her teeth and pressed the Dark Mark hard.
At the same time, her toad's face was instantly full of respect and obedience, and the originally delicate clip voice became normal:
"Umbridge, my greatest master and your most faithful servant, keeps you informed of the progress of your mission."
"I've infiltrated Hogwarts, and once I'm settled, I'll be able to look for the item."
"Dumbledore didn't fully believe me and was wary of me, and the other professors were hostile to me. But Fudge still trusts me......"
"I didn't see her, that Sybil Trelawney didn't show up at the opening dinner, but my position is more convenient for me to keep an eye on him."
"Yes...... Yes...... Your most faithful servant will surely accomplish the tasks assigned by the great master, and will not make a mistake, even at the cost of his life. ”
After a few moments, Umbridge re-covered the mark on his sleeve and removed the necklace from the door and hid it in the depths of the chest.
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At the same time, in the principal's office.
Professor Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk in his dressing gown, with a copy of Transfiguration Today spread out in front of him, and a special drink with a honey-to-water ratio of nearly 10 to 1 that looked extremely viscous.
However, he frowned at this time, did not read a book, and did not drink his favorite special honey water.
Professor Dumbledore just stared ahead, as if through the wall, to see a room on the same floor.
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…… (End of chapter)