Chapter 870 (1/2)

”Come in...”

With the sound of the sweet to greasy sound, van Lin pulled his clothes unnaturally. Umbridge always made him very uncomfortable. There is no doubt about it.

”Remember, don't change anything, Harry.” ”As long as you don't say it, Umbridge won't find out. I've done something on your hands,” ventlin told

Harry nodded. Anyway, as long as he could avoid the punishment of the black quill pen, it was nothing to swallow.

The door creaked and was pushed open by Van Lin.

”Oh, you two are coming together, yes, students of Gryffindor. Of course, Potter, I'm ready for you.” Umbridge said, pointing to the table next to her, where a brand-new black quill pen was placed, not the one vanderin had destroyed.

Fanlin must find a way to solve this witchcraft, but Fanlin is more inclined to make a counter witchcraft and transfer the object of commitment to Umbridge. However, it will not be until bill brings back the relevant knowledge of witchcraft from Egypt that van Lin can work out a targeted plan.

Facts have proved that simple destruction will not work at all.

”Oh, I see, Professor Umbridge.” Harry walked over, put his schoolbag beside the stool, and started the work he had done for a week.

Along with the pen tip sliding, one after another blood red mark appeared on Harry's hand, and soon the blood flowed out.

Some dragon blood, this isolated glove is still very good to use, in fact, Harry did not really contact, but used a mask.

Anyway, he didn't have to bear it, which was the happiest thing for him, and Umbridge didn't find out.

”Mr. Al, I'm glad to invite you here.” Umbridge said with a smile, ”Oh, sit down, what do you want to drink? Coffee or black tea. ”

”Black tea will do. Thank you, professor.” As he spoke, van Lin looked at Harry next to him.

”Oh, don't worry about him. I think Mr. Porter is now in a stage of self reflection.” Umbridge said, as if noticing that Harry was eavesdropping, and with a wave of his hand, Umbridge cut them off from Harry.

This made Harry very depressed. When he pretended, he always needed something to kill time.

”Mr. Al, in fact, I've always wanted to talk to you. We're all smart people. You should understand the current situation...”