Chapter 375 Umbridge's Probe

"Okay." Umbridge smiled sweetly, and with a flick of her finger, the wand given to Fanlin by Dumbledore floated down from one end of the instrument.

"Thank you, Ms. Umbridge." Fanlin said, he just wanted to leave here with this irrelevant wand.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Vanlin Elle," Umbridge said, "I have something to do, and I think you wouldn't mind having a cup of tea with me, an investigator from the Ministry of Magic, in the office for a chat."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Umbridge." Fan Lin said apologetically, "I think we can't keep Professor Dumbledore and Minister Cornelly waiting too long."

"Oh, no no no." Umbridge laughed, her eyes narrowing into slits.

"I think Minister Connelly will have to talk to Mr. Dumbledore for a while. You know, Mr. Dumbledore's attitude is particularly critical for many things. Moreover, I believe in the conversation between the minister and Dumbledore. It’s not something we can just sit in on, right?”

Umbridge laughed, and she kept laughing, which made Fan Lin feel very permeable. It seemed that the ugly and disgusting labels became more and more clearly engraved in Fan Lin's mind with the exploration of memory.

"My office is right next to Minister Fudge's. I believe we won't need long." Umbridge said as she turned and walked out.

Her invitation was one that Fan Lin could not refuse, and Fan Lin knew this very well.

In fact, as Fudge's supporter, Umbridge has to consider everything about Fudge.

Fan Lin vaguely knew Umbridge's purpose, which was to help Fudge stabilize his position, and Fan Lin was also very aware of this woman's methods, including sending dementors to frame Harry, as well as those terrible punishment methods. This all means that Umbridge is duplicitous.

In fact, there is no such thing as duplicity. At least Umbridge fits her position very well.

Whether it's Umbridge's appearance, her sweet to disgusting voice, her pink color... well, there are so many flaws that Fan Lin is too lazy to think about.

This woman's disgust was evident in her bones.

More than this, Fanlin wanted to know what Umbridge wanted to get from him.

Fan Lin is the person brought back by Dumbledore. It stands to reason that he should be able to know some dark secrets about Dumbledore. In that case, there should be no problem.

Whether it was Dumbledore himself or the Sirius incident not long ago, even Fan Lin could clearly see the attitude conveyed by Cornelius Fudge on these issues.

Fudge wanted to get rid of Dumbledore, he wanted to keep his position.

Now, the only person who can pose a threat to him is Dumbledore, a person with a high reputation in the magical world.

If Dumbledore wants to be this boring Minister of Magic, Fanlin doesn't think it is a difficult thing. Even if it is not yet time for the general election, as long as Dumbledore is willing to reach out to those nobles, then this Things will become very simple.

Fudge needed something to counterbalance Dumbledore, and this was necessary, at least in his mind.

He knew very well that Dumbledore was a very manipulative and ambitious person. Even though Dumbledore was now limited to Hogwarts, whether it was name or status, these things were not something that a person without ambition could achieve. Walk to the location.

Fanlin wanted to know what Umbridge needed from him, the sudden appearance of Peter?

It seemed like there was only one thing he might know that Fudge should pay attention to.

Was Umbridge's behavior authorized by Fudge or was it Umbridge's own decision?

You know, the dementors who attacked Harry in his memory were ostensibly decided by Umbridge himself.

But Fudge's attitude definitely dominated it.

Umbridge's behavior was undoubtedly ultra vires, and for Fudge, Umbridge's decision was also a way to challenge his authority.

But Umbridge was able to sit in Cornelius Fudge's most trusted position, and there was no reason for Umbridge to make this mistake.

It seems that Cornelius Fudge is becoming more and more dissatisfied with Dumbledore's attitude, but this has not yet been resolved on the table. All that can be done now is some private actions.

"Come in." Umbridge smiled, "What I like most is discussing issues with young, cute and handsome boys like you."

As Umbridge walked inside, she placed Fan Lin in a chair opposite her desk.

After sitting down, Fanlin had time to look at Umbridge's working environment.

Fan Lin originally thought that the Ministry of Magic would be dominated by serious dark tones, at least that was the case in Fudge's office. Except for the magic windows, the rest were all dominated by dark blue.

But Umbridge is different. She still continues her dressing style. The pink color throughout makes Fan Lin feel like she has entered the bedroom of a young public servant of the same age.

Of course, if the young male was replaced by an old one... well, Fan Lin was disgusted by the dense crowd of cats. In Umbridge's hands, this was probably the worst time for a cat to be hacked.

There are no less than three defensive magics hidden among these cats.

Exploration, vigilance and... Fan Lin smelled something unusual.

Fan Lin smelled this smell when he came in. He originally thought it was Umbridge's special perfume. This would not be surprising. Umbridge's appearance would tell everything.

But as Fan Lin entered for a longer time, a slightly psychedelic feeling made Fan Lin's head a little dizzy. This feeling was very bad. Was it a psychedelic smell, just like those hallucinogens, with a slightly hypnotic effect?

Fan Lin shook his head. Umbridge's little tricks, she should have locked the target on him from the beginning. He now knew Umbridge's goal, which was inseparable from Fudge's instructions. It was planned from the beginning. They wanted to get something from Fan Lin.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Umbridge seemed very surprised. She prepared two cups of coffee.

"Nothing." Fan Lin said, his brain block technique started to work naturally. With the help of brain block technique, some mild hallucinations and hypnotic methods were useless. Even Idun's magic, he struggled out.

"That's good." Umbridge said, "How many sugar cubes do you want?"

"Two will do, but can you give me some breakfast? I haven't eaten anything yet."

"Oh, of course." Umbridge said, she pushed a silver plate over, and with a light wave of her hand, some sandwiches appeared on the empty plate.

"A very exquisite moving spell, ma'am." Vanlin said, he picked up the coffee prepared by Umbridge and touched it with the tip of his tongue. He didn't believe that Umbridge would put a few drops of truth serum in it like Snape threatened Harry.

They were not ready to fall out with Dumbledore completely. Once the truth serum was used, Dumbledore would definitely find out.

This was a very risky thing for the Ministry of Magic now, unless Fudge was ready to abandon Umbridge, otherwise, if he didn't get what he wanted, Fudge would step down early for this reason.

They were not sure at all, so they couldn't afford such a risk.

However, some drugs that cooperate with hallucinations still exist. These are preparations for some conversations. Even if magic is not used, through the natural adjustment of the body, they will completely disappear when walking to Fudge's office.

"Great coffee." Fan Lin took a sip. It must be said that the coffee prepared by Umbridge is still good. The pink coffee is like a strawberry milkshake.

"You can eat some sandwiches first." Umbridge said, "It's not a good thing to be hungry. This is terrible. I don't mind you eating some. After all, it's just some relaxing and pleasant conversations."

"Of course, it's an honor." Fan Lin said, and he picked up a large sandwich obediently.

At least the food in the Ministry of Magic is not bad.

In fact, Umbridge hated this behavior very much. Even though she was still smiling, Umbridge just smiled and didn't interrupt before Fan Lin finished eating all the sandwiches.

Fan Lin was also happy and leisurely. Such a leisure time to enjoy food is simply rare and precious for him.

You know, recently, Fan Lin was driven crazy by those advanced magics, which required a lot of mental effort to understand and calculate.

Of course, if you are just content with mediocrity, you can enjoy some relaxing fun at any time.

However, when life is filled with relaxation, life will become boring.

"It seems that Mr. Vanlin El is really hungry." Umbridge smiled, "If it is not enough, I can ask someone to prepare some for you."

"Oh, it's enough." Vanlin said, he stuffed the last small piece of sandwich into his mouth, waiting to finish eating, he picked up the coffee cup unhurriedly, without milk, he could only rely on these existing drinks to make do.

"I don't know how your appetite is in Hogwarts. Compared with Hogwarts, does the food in the Ministry of Magic suit your appetite more?" Umbridge said, she has been patient with the kid in front of her for a long time, her time is very precious, just like Cornelius Fudge is reluctant to talk nonsense with Harry in many cases.

"Not bad, I like them all." Vanlin nodded, "But these sandwiches are in a position to save me at this moment."

"It seems that you are walking in a hurry. Can I ask what you are going to do? Tell me, Mr. Vanlin." Umbridge said gently, and a strange light flashed in her blue-gray pupils.

Vanlin did not think that his trip to Beauxbatons was a secret. In fact, whether through the trace or the Ministry of Magic's unique intelligence network, he and Dumbledore's itinerary and purpose were completely exposed to the Ministry of Magic's surveillance since they appeared in the Ministry of Magic.

This is not a well-known thing, but it is not a secret either. Many people in Hogwarts don't know about this.

Use it to test the effect of small tricks?

"Oh, of course, we are going to Beauxbatons, Ms. Umbridge." Vanlin said, he was very happy to cooperate with Umbridge on these insignificant things.

"Go to Beauxbatons?" Umbridge's voice was filled with doubt, but she nodded slightly. It seemed that those little tricks had begun to take effect. As long as Fanlin didn't struggle too hard, everything would go according to her wishes.

"What are you going to Beauxbatons for?" Umbridge said, and she gradually put away the smile on her face. She hated children.

"Be an exchange student." Fan Lin seemed not to notice. He maintained a slightly dull expression. He felt that he should give him a thumbs up for his acting skills.

"As far as I know, Hogwarts rarely sends out exchange students." Umbridge said, "Answer me, what is the purpose of your going to Beauxbatons."

She is now judging a prisoner, with a commanding tone. She really hates children.

"According to Dumbledore, I am the most suitable candidate for communication, and my strength is very strong in comparison. As for Professor Dumbledore's purpose, I really don't know." Fan Lin said, he Wouldn't mind playing a good trick on Umbridge.

"Strong?" Umbridge sneered, holding a copy of Fanlin's prediction in her hand, "Defeated that liar Gilderoy. And Slytherin's Guardian Beast."

Well, she didn't care much about Fan Lin's strength, but she still accepted this statement. Of course, Dumbledore's purpose was not something that a little boy could grasp. This was also a reasonable thing. She had already done it. Get some less important information.

"As for your wand, I remember that it is attached to the wand. It can only be eliminated if the wand is completely destroyed."

"It's Nobo!" Fan Lin said, with a sad expression on his face.

"Nobo?" Umbridge said. She only had Fan Lin's information in her hand, but she seemed to have heard this name before.

"A Norwegian Ridgeback, the newly registered guardian beast of Hogwarts. When I was feeding Nobo with the gamekeeper, I put my clothes next to him. Damn Nobo completely burned my clothes with a mouthful of dragon fire. , along with my wand."

"Nobo, Norwegian Ridgeback?" I, Umbridge, seemed to be asking those cats, and within a few seconds Fanlin heard several cats meowing.

The cry means confirmation.

He is also a cat, so of course he can understand what these cats say. Maybe he can develop some new talents, a cat whisperer? Opposite of Parseltongue?

"Very good, then next question." Umbridge nodded. These are all information held by the Ministry of Magic. There is nothing worthy of questioning. (To be continued)