Chapter 859 Conversation with Umbridge

"Come in……"

As that sweet voice sounded, Fanlin tugged on his clothes unnaturally. There was no doubt that Umbridge had been making him very uncomfortable.

"Remember, don't make any strange move, Harry." Fan Lin warned, "As long as you don't say anything, Umbridge will never find out that I have tampered with your hands."

Harry nodded. Anyway, as long as he could avoid the punishment of the black quill, there was nothing wrong with swallowing his anger.

The door creaked and Fan Lin pushed it open.

"Oh, you two came together, that's right, you are both Gryffindor students. Of course, Potter, I have prepared it for you." Umbridge said, pointing to the person next to her. There was a brand new black quill sitting on the table. It was not the one that Fan Lin had damaged.

Fanlin must find a way to solve this witchcraft, but Fanlin is more inclined to create a counter-witchcraft and shift the responsibility to Umbridge. However, this will have to wait until Bill brings back relevant knowledge of witchcraft from Egypt before Fanlin can formulate a targeted plan.

Facts have proved that simply destroying some will not have any effect at all.

"Oh, I got it, Professor Umbridge." Harry walked over expressionlessly, put his schoolbag next to the stool, and started the work he had repeated for a week.

As the pen tip slid, blood-red marks appeared on Harry's hand one after another, and soon blood flowed out.

Some dragon blood, this isolating glove is still very useful. In fact, Harry did not really come into contact with it, but used a blindfold.

Anyway, he didn't have to bear it. This was what made him happiest, and Umbridge didn't notice it.

"Mr. Al, it's a pleasure to invite you over." Umbridge said with a smile, "Oh, sit down, what would you like to drink? Coffee or black tea."

"Just black tea, thank you, Professor." Fan Lin said while looking at Harry next to him.

"Oh, don't worry about him. I think Mr. Potter is in a stage of self-reflection now." Umbridge said, seeming to notice that Harry was eavesdropping. Umbridge waved her hand and directly Isolating the two of them from Harry.

This made Harry very frustrated. When he was pretending, he always needed something to kill time.

"Mr. Al, in fact, I have always wanted to have a chat with you, to have a frank chat. We are all smart people, and you should recognize the current situation..."

"Are you talking about Hogwarts or the magical world?" Fan Lin said unexpectedly. He never expected that Umbridge would be so direct. According to the previous way of getting along, Umbridge should be with her no matter what. Pick up a bunch of useless stuff yourself.

"This is actually the same thing. You should understand that the era of confrontation between Dumbledore and the mysterious man has passed. People no longer need a single great wizard. What everyone needs more is a peaceful environment to live in. In fact, Minister Fudge is worried about the long-term teaching situation at Hogwarts," Umbridge said, "And I am here alone to help the Ministry of Magic change this situation and ensure that the quality of school education can be maintained. Meet the standards. As the school's student body president and the best student, I want your help?"

"My help?" Fan Lin was surprised, "Oh, I don't think there is anything I can do to help you, professor. In fact, I have just come into contact with..."

"That's enough, isn't it Mr. Al?" Umbridge said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I think maybe you didn't understand what I meant. In fact, you and I have different understandings of the current situation in the magic world. I think the war and confrontation have just begun. Except for the mysterious man, In addition, there is a greater evil coming. We should be prepared instead of deliberately choosing to ignore it like now. Or maybe the Ministry of Magic already has the confidence to fight alone... similar to the mysterious man? "Fan Lin?" He smiled and continued, "In fact, vampires that have been disabled by the Holy See are also a big trouble for the Ministry of Magic. As far as I know, at the International Federation of Magic, Minister Fudge doesn't seem to be... and I don't Think you can change anything here, Hogwarts will not be affected by you."

"My dear, do you think so?" Umbridge said, grinning and not seeming angry, "I am not surprised by your rejection. You have been influenced by Dumbledore for a long time. It's too big, even for an outstanding little wizard like you. His head is full of fantasies. Moreover, whether it's a vampire or the International Federation of Magic, the Ministry of Magic still maintains a strong deterrent, which doesn't seem to matter. Worry, and what you should worry about now, is your mind, Mr. Eyre...but you will soon know, and soon you will see the change. I hope you will take my advice seriously and Make choices that could affect your life."

"I will consider it carefully!" Fan Lin said, and then he saw Harry starting to write again. It seemed that Harry had completely given up on lip reading.

"But, do you really think so?" Fan Lin looked at Umbridge strangely.

In Fan Lin's thoughts, although everyone in the Ministry of Magic did not admit Voldemort's return, they were still a little bit worried in their hearts.

But now it seems that the wizards headed by Fudge seem to have fallen into a strange circle, almost blind arrogance and belief.

But where did you get such confidence?

Or is it true that Fudge secretly controls some armies of fire goblins as rumored?

This is not a reliable guess.

However, naturally, the conversation between Fan Lin and Umbridge also fell through. After Umbridge made a gesture of seeing off the guests, Fan Lin was happy to leave.

However, there was no way to take Harry Fanlin away. According to Harry's description, as soon as Fanlin walked out of the office, Umbridge's face became cold, and then she started writing a letter.

There is no doubt that Umbridge is reporting Fan Lin's reaction to Fudge. After all, Fan Lin also has two ministers standing behind him, and they have a high status in the International Federation of Magic.

Naturally, Umbridge ignored Harry. When Harry had copied the second volume of parchment, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and Umbridge put Harry back.

However, Umbridge didn't pay much attention. Harry, who had lost a lot of blood, didn't even feel weak. It seemed that Umbridge was distracted by something. (To be continued)