"Now I'm the headmaster, and I have enough power!"

She raised her voice, her sharp eyes sweeping over everyone present.

Now no one refutes it.

Legally, Umbridge is now the acting headmaster of Hogwarts, and has orders from the Minister for Magic.

Even if she fires all the professors today, it is fully in line with the procedure.

Of course, she would not fire all professors, but she would be willing to use her power to threaten others and increase her authority.

And Professor Trelawney, who is very popular and incompetent at Hogwarts, has become the target of her murder and respect.

But it was clear that this time she miscalculated.

As she smiled grimly, she looked at Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney, her mouth curled, and her whole body was radiant.

Finally, there are little wizards who can't get used to it.

"Enough, you old witch. Professor Trelawney belongs to Hogwarts, and you can't get rid of her. ”

Someone shouted in the Gryffindor crowd.

Although he was standing in the crowd, Owen could be sure that it was George just by his voice.

"Who-" Umbridge's face changed suddenly, and he looked at the Gryffindor viciously.

"That's right. Lackeys of the Ministry of Magic, get out of Hogwarts. ”

"I've had you a long time ago. This toad! Then another Gryffindor wizard shouted.

It's like a signal.

Immediately after that, more and more young wizards shouted.

"I've never seen a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor so weak, worse than that piece of shit from Lockhart. Why don't you want to teach us spells? Is it because it exposes the fact that you are bad? ”

"Oh! Oh my God, I want to throw up when I see her. It's disgusting to pretend, doesn't she feel like she just turned eighteen this year! ”

"Barty Crouch's loyal dog, I really don't know what it took to climb to this position, and I guess the skill of licking leather shoes is beyond the reach of dust."

In front of the auditorium, a fierce commotion erupted in the courtyard.

More and more young wizards are beginning to orchestrate Umbridge's sick life.

Some people say that she is so twisted that she may be a hidden Death Eater, and it is recommended that everyone rush up and arrest her.

Some say she's worse than a Death Eater, at least not so insidious as Voldemort. She may be a vampire in human skin, or a Pretender.

Others say with great certainty that Umbridge is a Death Eater. Now was the most dangerous time in the wizarding world, but she pretended to be deaf and dumb, and should send her to Azkaban, because she did so without any explanation other than collaborating with the enemy.

In short, the little wizards, you fight for a mouthful, I grab a sentence, and the whole courtyard is very lively.

Still, Umbridge was clearly angry.

She screamed, "Shut up, shut up!" ”

"Confinement. Expel! I'm going to fire you! ”

Unfortunately, her threats didn't work.

Everyone was noisy and noisy, so that her voice couldn't be heard.

Finally, frantically drawn, she pulled out her wand and raised her hand towards the nearest Hufflepuff seventh grader. Throw a gray spell.

"Bang!"

It was the sound of the spell hitting the Iron Charm.

The little wizard was not polite either—he threw out an 'upside-down golden bell' with his backhand.

This spell can hang people in mid-air, leaving them groggy and powerless to float on them.

Umbridge obviously didn't expect the little wizard to fight back, she hurriedly cast the Iron Armor Charm and lunged to the side, although the upside-down Admiralty Charm did not hit her, but she fell to the ground because she did not stand on the soles of her feet.

Now the laughter in the courtyard was even louder.

Everywhere there was the merciless taunts of the little wizards.

A person who can't even beat a little wizard is qualified to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! It's just hilarious.

Professor McGonagall watched coldly.

Her eyelids were beating wildly, and everything that was happening now was contrary to her coaching philosophy, that is, the professor attacked the little wizard, and the little wizard actually fought with the professor.

If it had been a different professor, she would have taken action to send the daring little wizard to the confinement cell, and then discussed with Professor Dumbledore to expel him.

But now

She decided that it didn't matter.

Didn't Umbridge say that?

Is she the Headmaster of Hogwarts? Then she should face it herself.

As for Professor Trelawney, she had long since put away her weeping expression, and her eyes were full of watching a play behind her big eyes, and if this was the auditorium, she would surely sit happily at the guest of honor, eating snacks and watching the whole time.

Hearing the news, Professor Sprout was silent, but came to the Hufflepuffs, staring at Umbridge with his eyes, for fear that the madwoman in front of him would do something to her students.

Professor Flitwick is keeping the Ravenclaws in order.

Usually Ravenclaws are more sensible than students from other houses, but that happens at the right time.

Professor Trelawney, whom Umbridge was trying to get rid of, was one of the few professors at the school to graduate from Ravenclaw College.

Although she looked crazy, it was also her own person.

So it's normal for the Ravenclaws to get excited.

And Umbridge as the initiator.

She quickly got up from the ground, her face blue and white.

There is some fear, but more often than not, anger.

She felt humiliated.

The taunts of the little wizards around her drove her crazy.

It made her face twisted.

There was only hatred left in his eyes.

The next moment, her lips and teeth squirmed, and a spell that Owen knew no longer could have come out of the tip of her wand.

This time, Miss Granger finally couldn't help it.

She also noticed the spell that Umbridge was about to throw.

Thanks to Owen, she knew the spell well.

"Except for your weapons."

Hermione was extremely responsive.

Almost halfway through Umbridge's incantation, he swung his staff and cast the incantation, a flash of red light, and the toad was disarmed.

"Tsk"

Owen on the side frowned, Hermione was a little too anxious.

Should wait for her to use that spell so they have a reason to get her out.

Now—if it were traced, Umbridge would certainly not admit it.

"I'm going to fire you, I'll report it to the Ministry of Magic right away!"

"Daring! Daring! ”

Umbridge stared at Hermione tremblingly. The hateful gaze is almost substantial.

Hermione, however, didn't care at all.

Professor Dumbledore couldn't have fired her.

She's a star student

"Enough!"

At this time, there was a sudden angry rebuke from the courtyard.

After the space warped, Dumbledore, dressed in a gray robe, appeared next to Professor McGonagall.

After the end of the Divine Tower in Brazil, the United States is still in chaos.

The Magic Congress is in vain.

The main problem is that they can't tell who is good. Who is a traitor? Who is the Purge? Who is the Pretender?

Too messy, resulting in a functional gap.

And the Federation did not dare to accept the help of some employees of the Magical Congress.

They can't tell the difference internally, how can we, the outsiders, tell the difference?

However, after driving out Voldemort, losing the support of the Death Eaters, and having a large number of [Purges] killed or captured, the chaos has finally become manageable, and there is always some hope.

The old headmaster also took the opportunity to take the time to come back.

Professor Dumbledore's sudden appearance won the cheers of the young wizards.

And Umbridge immediately turned her attention to him.

"You, Professor Dumbledore?" She let out a particularly ugly shriek.

Then his eyes fell on Professor Sprout.

"I have a dismissal order signed by myself and the Minister of Magic.

Under Education Order Twenty-Three, the Hogwarts Supreme Inquisitor has the authority to inspect, retain, and fire any teacher who, in my opinion, does not meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic. I don't think Professor Trelawney is qualified, and I've fired her.

Also, as a principal, I demand that she be expelled immediately. ”

She looked at Dumbledore defiantly.

Ready to continue to complete this dismount.

She didn't believe Dumbledore was going to turn against her.

It's a pity that the old headmaster didn't mean to deal with her at all.

He said to Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, can you please take Sybil with you?" ”

"Of course." Professor McGonagall said, "Come on, Sybil, go upstairs." ”

Professor Sprout also came over, and she took Professor Trelawney's other arm, and the two led her past Umbridge and up the marble staircase.

Professor Flitwick chased after him with his wand raised, screaming, "The box moves"

Professor Trelawney's box rose into the air and followed them upstairs, where Professor Flitwick broke off.

Umbridge stood there, glaring at Dumbledore, but he ignored it and walked towards Owen in the crowd.

"I'm the headmaster!" Umbridge yelled, she didn't have a wand in her hand, otherwise the idiot would have pulled it out and pointed it at the other professors. "I ask her to leave Hogwarts immediately."

"You're just an agent!" Dumbledore didn't have much to look good for him.

He'd just learned part of the truth from Ron about the Divine Tower.

Four of his students died.

He's in a bad mood right now!

If Umbridge doesn't shut up, he's more than willing to help her.

The old headmaster stared at Umbridge coldly.

A powerful momentum rushed away. It was as if the cold wind of deep winter instantly extinguished the fire on the head of the toad.

Then, he came to Owen.

A tattered kettle was taken out of the cuff.

"There's something you need to deal with." The professor said.

Then he turned to Hermione and said, "Miss Granger, you need to contact Mrs. Weasley's family and tell them that both children are okay." ”

"Okay, Professor." Hermione nodded obediently.

And Owen.

He grabbed the kettle at once.

Then the whole person was sucked into the kettle, and the whole person twisted up, as if someone had been thrown into some pipe.

After a long or short time, he appeared in the sky above a sea area.

"Multiple freezes."

Owen froze part of the water and stood on it as a floating island.

About a second later.

Professor Dumbledore reappeared behind him.

"Professor, here?"

"The Obelisk of Brazil." Professor Dumbledore replied.

His tone was slightly heavy, and under this deep blue, countless lives were buried.

He sighed softly, and then slowly told Owen the story of what had happened here.

It took about five minutes for the professor to stop.

After a long silence, he spoke, "Voldemort has detonated the magic of the outer gods here, and I want you to see if there are any remnants." ”

The obelisk is gone, and if there is any remnant of the magic of the outer gods here, it will be troublesome, as it will be unrestrained.

"I see."

Owen nodded and slowly crouched down.

The crystal wand tapped lightly against the sea.

The causal principle of ancient magic is maximized.

It was as if a whirlpool had been created.

Or the inevitability of the river flowing into the sea, the unconscious magic under the surface of the sea slowly floats out of the water.

Then in Dumbledore's astonished eyes.

Those magical powers gradually condensed into a figure on the surface of the sea.

It was a girl with silver hair.

She was naked, covered in snake scales, and had a pair of shark fins growing from her back.

In terms of appearance, she is almost eight or nine points similar to Owen.

That's why Dumbledore was surprised.

"Who is she?"

"Supreme Will Ionian Samothrace." Owen said flatly, "One of the names of the outer gods." ”

It's a little strange.

Owen guessed that it was because Quetzalcoatl's magic had been fused with it.

Obviously, Quetzalcoatl was much more powerful than Solomon.

Over a long period of time, Quetzalcoatl seems to have almost exhausted some of the essence of the outer gods here. Maybe even consciousness is gone.

Compared to the Divine Towers on the coast of Italy, some of the essence here is weaker.

Owen's wand was raised high.

It's like catching a big fish.

Floated high, and then, as if finding a home, drowned straight into his chest.

Dumbledore didn't speak again.

There was a mixed flow of emotions in his eyes.

He had already guessed the general plan of the greatest wizard, King Arthur's teacher, Mr. Merlin.

I have to say, very bold, but now it looks like he is about to succeed.

It's the price

After taking a deep look at the sea, Dumbledore grabbed Owen's arm and cast a transfiguration.

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Hogwarts.

In the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, the sound of plates being broken is constantly heard.

At that time, Umbridge was throwing her treasured playful cat decoration plate on the floor.

The fragments were scattered all over the ground, which seemed to symbolize that she was about to break the jar, and the sharp edges and corners were more in line with her heart at the moment.

After venting, Umbridge jerked to the side of the wooden cabinet draped in lace tablecloth.

She walked over and opened the wooden cabinet.

There is a dark compartment in the cabinet.

Umbridge took out a clear glass bottle from it.

Inside the bottle was a dark gray plant that looked like rotten flower bones.

The roots are dense and still moving slowly.

If it weren't for that, ordinary people would have thought it was dead.

She stared at the contents of the glass bottle.

His face was bloodless, his eyes were heavily baggy, but he was extremely excited, and his eyes were full of some kind of crazy desire.

She didn't hesitate at all, and made up her mind.

He slipped the glass bottle into his arms and covered it with a thick pink cloak.

Then Umbridge left her office.

(End of chapter)

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