Chapter 898 (1/2)

A heavy knock on the door interrupted him.

Hermione was startled; her glass fell from her fingers and fell to the ground; her teeth screamed.

The five of them looked together at the window by the door. There was a small figure outside the window.

”It's the woman!” Ron whispered.

”Hide down here!” Harry quickly unfolded his invisibility cloak to cover him and Hermione. Then Ron got in, but the cloak was too small to squeeze the four of them.

”What to do?” Hermione was a little anxious, and now most of them are leaking out.

”Come on, Hermione, Animagus, let's jump to bed.” Said Fanlin.

In Hagrid's surprised eyes, Fanlin and Hermione are two white cats, lying safely behind the quilt.

Harry and Ron huddled together and hurried to a corner of the room.

Teeth screamed at the door.

Hagrid thought it strange.

”Hagrid! Hide our cups

Hagrid pushed Harry's and Ron's cups under their basket mats, and they were bouncing around the front door. Hagrid pushed it aside with his foot and opened the door.

Professor Umbridge was standing at the door in a green tweed cloak and earmuffs. In order to see Hagrid, she leaned back. She was almost below Hagrid's waist.

”So,” she said, word by word, as if she were talking to the deaf, ”are you Hagrid?”

Before Hagrid could answer, she went into the room and looked around with her eyes.

”Go away!” She yelled, driving her teeth away with her handbag.

”Hey, it's not malicious.” Hagrid looked at her and said, ”who are you?”

”I'm Dolores Jane Umbridge.” She looked at Hagrid's cell, and twice she saw Harry in the corner where they were standing.

”Dolores Jane Umbridge?” said Hagrid, completely bewildered. ”I know. You work with fudge in the Ministry of magic?”

”Yes, I'm the Deputy Minister of magic,” Umbridge said, raising his head. He began to pace around the hut, checking every part of the room, and looking at the bags and cloaks by the wall.

”I'm a defense against the dark arts teacher now.”

”You're so brave,” Hagrid said. ”No one wants to do that job!”

”And a senior adviser to Hogwarts,” Professor Umbridge continued, ignoring Hagrid's assessment of her.

”What?” Haibang asked with a frown.

You know I want tea. Professor Umbridge said, pointing to pieces of Hermione's cup on the floor.

”Oh,” Hagrid glanced helplessly at where Harry and Ron were standing. ”Ah, it was the tooth. It hit my glass on the ground, because I used another one.” Hagrid pointed to his own cup with the dragon on his face.

Professor Umbridge stood in front of him and looked at the expression on his face.

”I hear someone talking,” she said quietly. ”I'm talking to the teeth,” Hagrid said.

”And it spoke to you, too?”

”Yes, speak to me in its language,” Hagrid replied, beginning to feel unnatural. ”I'm connected to it.”

”I see two pairs of footprints and some animal feet on the snow in front of your door...” Said Umbridge cunningly.

Ron took a breath of fright, and Harry immediately put his hand over his mouth. Her teeth were sniffing around Professor Umbridge, so she didn't seem to hear.

”Oh, I just came back,” Hagrid said with a wave. ”Maybe someone came to see me before I came back.”

”But there are footprints that don't leave.”