Chapter 884 (1/2)

Harry found that Fanlin and Hermione were already standing in the safe corner, and Ron was also. Several people were standing nearby waiting for him, their coat collars flying in the wind.

As Harry ran to them, he opened the roll and found five words on it - Sirius' handwriting: today, old time, old place.

How is Hedwig Hermione asked anxiously, and now he had recovered.

”Where did you take it?” Ron asked, ”Professor grabland,” Harry said, ”and I met McGonagall. Listen.”

He told them what MEG had said. To his surprise, they were not shocked. Instead, they exchanged meaningful eyes.

”What?” Harry said, turning his eyes from van Lin to Hermione and back again. ”Well, I was just talking to Ron. What if someone tried to stop Hedwig in the middle? I mean, it's never been injured on a previous flight, has it? ”

”Anyway, whose letter is that?” Ron asked, taking the note from Harry's hand.

”In a nasal voice.” Harry whispered. ”Old time, old place”? Is he talking about the fire in the teaching and research office? ”

”Obviously,” said Hermione, who was also reading the note, a little upset. ”I hope no one else has read it.”

”But it's still sealed when it gets to me,” Harry tried to convince herself, as she did. ”If they don't know where we met before, no one will know what it means, will they?”

”I don't know,” Hermione said anxiously.

”But to be sure, someone has begun to block communication at Hogwarts castle. You should have realized earlier, Harry, since filch started intercepting us for sending letters...” ”But I don't think Hedwig has been intercepted. As the snow owl of the magic world, you want to be intercepted unless you go up and catch it yourself.”

”You mean...” Harry lowered his voice. ”You mean Umbridge...”

”I can't guarantee that, but we can't use the owl room any more. Besides, we can't use Hedwig for sending letters in the future. I'll call dobby over at that time. It's hard for dobby.” ”It's not difficult to seal the paper roll with magic, and we don't know whether someone is monitoring the fireplace network. But there is no doubt that Umbridge's intervention is inevitable. She wants us to lose contact with the outside world, or to isolate us Stand up. In fact, this is the result of being discovered. I think Umbridge is trying to gather intelligence about Dumbledore. ”

They went down the stone ladder to the potion class, and several of them were lost. For van Lim, it was just a signal that Umbridge had a big move.

Umbridge couldn't go on like this, but she didn't find a way to get Dumbledore out of school.

But when they got to the last few steps, they were awakened from their meditation by Malfoy's voice.

Malfoy stood outside Snape's classroom, waving an official paper like parchment, deliberately raising his voice so that they could hear each word clearly.

”Yes, Umbridge approved Slytherin's Quidditch team to continue, and I applied to her early this morning. I mean, she knows my father very well, and he goes in and out of the ministry a lot. It's interesting to see if Gryffindor is allowed to continue playing, isn't it

”Don't get angry,” Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron. It's not a wise thing to have a conflict at this time, but with Harry and Ron's temperaments, it's not easy to say that can solve the problem.

They glared at Malfoy, flushed and clenched.

”Calm down, that's what he meant.” Van Lim frowned, Malfoy provoked, this thing seems to have not happened for a long time, so, what is dependence, Umbridge?

”I mean,” Malfoy raised his voice a little more, his gray eyes twinkled maliciously, looking in the direction of several of them. ”If the problem is related to the influence of the Ministry of magic, I don't think they have much chance. According to my father, they've been looking for reasons to explain Weasley in recent years. So is porter. My father said it was only a matter of time before he was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for magical diseases. Obviously, they have special protection against people whose heads are confused by magic. ”

Malfoy made a grimace, his mouth drooping and his eyes rolling.

Clara and Goyle grunted as usual, and Parkinson screamed happily.

Van Lim blocked Harry with his hand, but before he could say anything, something seemed to bump him on the shoulder and make him fall to one side.

At once he realized that Neville had just passed him and was running straight for Malfoy.