Chapter 1227 (1/2)
”Coming to justice?”
Van Lin laughs at himself. Harry Potter and Umbridge are in the same elevator just now. Maybe they need to have a close interaction. This is a kind of irony. However, Harry plays the person with the highest status among them.
Death Eaters? Or what?
For sure, there's no sign of a vampire in the whole Ministry of magic.
Even vampires are their colleagues, but what are Death Eaters? A group of indulgent groups that are not united and rely solely on force and fear.
It's no surprise that the people you see at the meeting today will be killed by someone who is also sitting in a chair tomorrow.
But the vampire is different. The orthodox vampire's sense of class from top to bottom has lasted for centuries, and the senior vampire has absolute leadership over the lower class.
Of course, it may not be appropriate to use solidarity, but for sure, vampires are absolutely monolithic.
At least, compared to death eaters.
Tom is indeed a qualified leader. Van Lin can't do it, Harry can't. only Dumbledore can compete with him. But that was Tom, the boy who was also called Tom Riddle.
Before that, the only way to get rid of the bad power of the ogre, which was the death of the ogre, was that of the tyrant of the sorcerer And there's Snape.
Of course, van leen would love to see Voldemort hand over the death eaters to Snape, but the problem is that he chooses another Alex.
Is Voldemort too confident? What about the scattered troops and wandering bravery created by yourself?
Van Lim casually rummaged through Umbridge's office. The noise outside continued. The little things were very interesting. At least they could pester other people for a long time.
Vaseline looked at the rest of the room.
Umbridge doesn't have any core secrets about the Ministry of magic.
It's nothing more than some of the prophet's daily affairs, and it can be confirmed that the Muggle inventory is also very enthusiastic.
Van Lin looked at it, and suddenly a very interesting message for van Lin to read carefully. It was a note in a drawer. Before that, van Lin had released all the magic that Umbridge had cast on the cabinet.
Of course, once there was an experience, Fanlin would not make the mistake of being informed by the murals.
It's supposed to be Umbridge's personal note, but the person who wrote it was very interesting.
On the morning of the first, Alex dispatched people to launch a new round of investigation, but the results were ultimately unsuccessful.
Van Lim looked at Umbridge's notes, and the woman did not disappoint him at all.
From the time fudge was still a minister, Umbridge recorded everything that he thought was worth noting. Before that, van Lin saw Umbridge's dissatisfaction with fudge, as well as his hatred for Harry Potter and him?
Maybe it's about the Centaur tribe. Anyway, it's enough for Umbridge to remember for a lifetime.
Generally, such people live for a long time, don't they? But it's certain that Umbridge wanted Alex's position very much. From Fudge's time, she was the deputy minister, then scriinger, and then Alex
Fanlin thought that the change of several people, according to the normal law, a minister leaves office. If the vice minister chooses to be enterprising, then the position is likely to be his.
However, in just a few years, there have been three changes, three completely different people, and the same, Umbridge is still sitting in her first seat.
It's really hard for Umbridge to wait!
Fanlin put the diary down, and then continued to search, soon, a familiar face jumped into view.
It must be admitted that Dumbledore's influence on the magic world is extremely profound, and to be specific, no matter where you want to find out, you can always find him.
Van Lin took the book, it was very luxurious, the cover directly used Dumbledore's dynamic photo, just like in the headmaster's office.
Rita Skeeter wrote the book, ”the wise or the fool?”
”Or genius or madman?” Van Lin added silently.
As he flipped through it, he saw a picture of two young men embracing each other's shoulders and laughing.
Now Dumbledore's silver hair is as long as his elbow, but at that time there were only a few thin and soft whiskers, which reminded Ron of the things on his cleft lip that he once hated so much.
The boy standing next to Dumbledore, laughing soundlessly, had a happy and excited expression on his face, and his golden hair curled over his shoulders. Fanlin didn't recognize who it was, but maybe it was Dogo. After all, a lot of Rita's news came from the interview with Dogo.However, before he could check the photo's caption, the door to Umbridge's office suddenly opened.
If hickness didn't look back when he came in, Fanlin would never have time to use the phantom spell.
In fact, he thought hickness might have caught a glimpse of his movements, for for a moment he was still, staring curiously at the place where he had just disappeared.
Maybe he was thinking that what he had just seen was Dumbledore's nose picking on the cover, because van Lin put the book back on the shelf in a panic.
Hickness finally went to the table, picked up his wand and pointed to the quill in the ink bottle. The quill jumped out and scribbled a note to Umbridge.
At this time, all the forest atmosphere is afraid to go out, step by step slowly out of the office to the open space outside.
The wizards who made the manual were still around the decoy bomb, and the wreckage was still whining and puffing smoke from time to time. The young witch said, ”I bet it's the new magic experiment department. They're always so careless. Do you remember that poisonous duck last time?”
While she was talking, Fanlin recognized where Ron had disappeared and ran away.
As a matter of fact, Fanlin was ready to erase the memory of the whole office before this, but leaving a blank in the memory is bound to be a problem, isn't it? Besides, there is a sign of Auror's office not far away, where the Death Eaters
It's true that all the previously familiar Aurors are out there on scriinger's mission, and some of them have given up confrontation.
Even Dumbledore's power has been broken, so who can they rely on?