Chapter 989 Veritaserum

Treat yourself to tea?

Could it be that there was something wrong with Umbridge's mind, or there was something wrong with the way Fanlin opened the door.

Is there an error in the opening method?

He had just taught Malfoy a lesson with a curse, and then Umbridge was sitting here treating him to tea?

Is it difficult to say that it was Dumbledore's resistance that made them panic? And then come over and make peace?

Almost instantly, Fan Lin eliminated this unrealistic idea from his head.

Not to mention whether they are willing or not, looking at the Order of the Phoenix alone, there is no room for negotiation with Fudge's actions if he does not step down.

She wouldn't have poisoned the tea, would she?

Almost instantly, this idea flashed through Fan Lin's mind. In his opinion, this possibility was the greatest.

"Very well, now, Mr. Al. I thought we should talk, after the painful events of last night."

Fan Lin said nothing, but looked at Umbridge with interest.

"Sorry, professor, I thought you were doing it because of what happened just now." Fan Lin said.

"What happened just now?"

"Yes, just now, I was still lamenting Professor Umbridge's control of Hogwarts. It seems that I don't want to spread rumors. In fact, you have already been recognized, haven't you?" Fan Lin said lightly. , ignoring Umbridge's darkened expression.

"Just now, some people who pretended to be powerful disrupted the order of Hogwarts without your orders. This had to force me to stop them. Speaking of which, I also bear part of the responsibility." Fan Lin said, " In fact, I should give them the right guidance."

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, but now that we have broken the skin, there is no need to pretend like this.

Umbridge just sat in her seat, while Fanlin's hand was holding the pink teacup.

It seems that these teacups are quite valuable and have nice patterns.

A few quiet minutes passed like this, Fan Lin did not continue to stimulate Umbridge, and Umbridge's eyes fell on the teacup in Fan Lin's hand from time to time.

She suddenly said, "You're not drinking!"

"Oh?" Fan Lindo glanced at Umbridge. There must be something in the cup. He raised the cup to his lips and suddenly put it down. Behind Umbridge, a drawing of a kitten had blue eyes, just like Moody's magical eyes.

Mad-Eye Moody once told everyone not to drink anything given by their enemies.

There is no doubt that since Umbridge cares so much...

Fan Lin put the tea cup in his hand again, as if he wanted to see something.

The British are very fond of tea. Naturally, Fanlin is no stranger to tea. There seems to be nothing unusual about this. Of course, many magic potions will not cause any abnormalities when mixed in tea. For example, colorless Unscented truth serum?

"What's wrong?" Umbridge said innocently, still looking at him. "Do you want sugar?"

"No," Fanlin said. "It's not necessary. I think the original tea is better."

He raised the cup to his lips again and pretended to sip, although he closed his mouth tightly, and the hand hidden in his sleeve turned slightly, using the disappearing spell to control the disappearance of a large mouthful of tea.

"Okay, no matter what...it still tastes good!"

This made Umbridge smile even wider.

This made Fan Lin more sure of his reaction. This woman really did not exceed his expectations. To be precise, Umbridge's performance had never let them down.

This was simply a God-given opportunity, or was it because of Umbridge's personality that he could teach her a lesson before leaving?

"Okay," she whispered. "Very good. Now." She turned slightly.

"So, where did you, Harry Potter, and Dumbledore go during the Christmas holidays?"

Is this a test?

Fan Lin was a little surprised to think that he thought Umbridge would directly ask him about the whereabouts of the principal. This is probably the issue that the Ministry of Magic is most concerned about right now.

Fudge is a man who cherishes his life. This can be seen from the fact that he has at least two elite Aurors from the Ministry of Magic accompanying him. You know, the Auror Department has always been unfavorable to Fudge, regardless of whether Barty Crouch is still alive. At that time, he was still Scrimgeour now.

Both of these people are militant.

"I went back to London, Professor. Together with Hermione, Mr. Granger invited us to go skiing. As for the others, I'm sorry, Professor, I don't know very well. I left early to prepare for a surprise. You also know Professor, from Hogwarts." Teaching is not that difficult for me.”

Fan Lin answered honestly, even his eyes were dull, but his expression was not completely lost. He knew what the state of Veritaserum was, and through Occlumency, Fan Lin could perfectly control his emotions.

"You went home?" Umbridge was obviously very dissatisfied with the answer. "So, where is Potter and Dumbledore?"

"Probably to meet Sirius, Professor. As you know, Sirius is Harry's godfather."

"So you just got together and left?" Umbridge asked.

This reason is really very bad. Anyone can hear that it is not a reason at all, and it cannot even be explained by coincidence, but Umbridge has to believe that this is under the condition of Veritaserum.

"Very good, I think, let's take a sip and continue." Umbridge said, and the corners of Fan Lin's mouth twitched.

Veritaserum is worse than the Imperius Curse. It is a magical medicine and cannot have side effects. Taking too much Veritaserum can cause dementia, which is irreversible.

Umbridge didn't care about anything else, she just wanted the information she wanted.

Fan Lin did as he was told and took another sip.

"Very well, then... where is Albus Dumbledore?" Umbridge asked.

"I don't know," Fan Lin said with a slightly dull shake of his head.

"So, where did Sirius go during the time he disappeared?"

"disappear?"

"After resigning from the Ministry of Magic," Umbridge said.

"Oh, maybe he went on vacation. You know Sirius stayed in Azkaban for a long time. He always complained to Harry. I think he should go to a place with beautiful scenery to stay."

"Drink, drink, drink it all, Mr. Eyre!" she said, still smiling. "Now, Mr. Al, we don't play innocent games. I know you already know where he went. You and Dumbledore were together from the beginning. You need to consider your position, Mr. Al."

"position?"

"What's the benefit of you always going against the Ministry of Magic? You have to know that you were honored by the Ministry of Magic before, even more famous than Potter. In the World Championship, and you are still..."

"I'm not against the Ministry of Magic, Professor, and I think the Ministry of Magic is on the wrong track."

"Do you really think so? Do you think the Ministry of Magic doesn't know anything about your dirty things?" Umbridge said angrily, "I'm asking you again, where did Sirius go?"

"I don't know where he is," Fanlin repeated. He pretended to drink again but the tea in the cup was gone.

Umbridge was looking at him very closely.

"Very good," she said, although she looked unhappy. "In that case you would tell me the whereabouts of Sirius Black very quickly."

"In that case?" Fan Lin said a little funny, "I don't know, professor." His attitude was very sincere.

"Mr. Al," said Umbridge, "let me remind you that I almost caught him in the Gryffindor fire in October. I knew full well that he was there to see you and Potter, and he Meeting you, if I had proof, you would not be free today, I promise you. I repeat, Mr. Potter, where is Sirius Black?"

"I don't know," Fan Lin said loudly, pretending to be angry. "There are no clues."

They stared at each other for such a long time that Fan Lin felt that his eyes seemed to be wet. Then Umbridge stood up. "Very well, Al, I will remember what you said, but I have to warn you: the Ministry of Magic is mine. This school is under surveillance. A Floo network adjuster is working on every site at Hogwarts. Warning in the Furnace - Except for my own, of course. My prosecutor opens and reads every letter that the owls bring into or out of the castle, and Mr. Filch watches all the secret passages. "

"Oh, of course, that's what you've always done, Professor Umbridge." Fanlin said.

"Also, I must remind you," Umbridge said angrily, "You and Harry Potter once formed an illegal student organization in the school, and you recruited students to join this organization in the Pig's Head Bar. "

Fanlin narrowed his eyes. It was not surprising that Umbridge knew this information. There are many people in the Pig's Head Bar, and anyone could snitch.

"You have already repeated this matter." Fan Lin said truthfully, "We did set up such an organization when we were in the principal's office."

After hearing Fanlin's words, Umbridge showed a slightly satisfied look on her face, although the answer to this question was right there.

"We did have such a plan!" Before she could speak, Fanlin continued, "But it was not illegal at the time. After the Ministry of Magic's decree banning all student societies was implemented, we terminated the organization and never continued. Keep moving.”

"Really?" Umbridge looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes," Fan Lin said, "but then everyone felt that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was really bad, and we couldn't learn anything. We were about to face the ordinary wizard level exam, and none of us had even used a wand. It's impossible for students to pass the ordinary wizard level exam, so we have to practice in private."

"So what's up with your names?"

"Abbreviation for Defense Against the Dark Arts," Fanlin said matter-of-factly, "So we all think Dumbledore was wrongly accused."

"you are lying!"

"I didn't!" Fan Lin pretended to be aggrieved.

"Professor, what do you want to know?" Fan Lin looked at her and emphasized, "What I said is the truth."

"I want to know what is the relationship between Black and the escaped Death Eaters?" All the smiles on Umbridge's face disappeared, leaving only a cold face.

Umbridge leaned towards Fan Lin, her ugly toad eyes staring at Fan Lin.

This is a very scary action, at least in Fan Lin's eyes, a toad face that keeps getting bigger?

But Fanlin still finds it ridiculous, the article in the "Daily Prophet"?

To this day, the article about Sirius helping Death Eaters escape from prison is still a laughing stock in the Daily Prophet.

There is no evidence that Sirius Black helped the Death Eaters escape from prison. The only connection is probably the useless blood relationship between nobles. Everyone knows what is going on.

But now, they still haven't given up the idea of ​​​​passing the blame. They want to use Veritaserum to get some evidence from Fan Lin to prove that Sirius helped the Death Eaters escape from prison.

Fudge and Umbridge's heads were definitely filled with water. Even with so much evidence, they still didn't want to believe the fact that Voldemort was resurrected and returned. Instead, they were doubting Sirius, or to be more precise, they were doubting Dumbledore.

They were afraid of Voldemort. Fudge had this attitude from beginning to end, never daring to face an opponent he couldn't handle head-on.

Dumbledore's appearance as a good old man paralyzed the Ministry of Magic so much that after Dumbledore resisted, they couldn't wait to attack the people around Dumbledore.

"As far as I know, they don't seem to have any contact." Fan Lin replied truthfully, "Sirius has always resisted the Death Eaters. They are enemies. If you follow Dumbledore's advice and replace the Dementors, Ah Zikaban will not have a large-scale prison break. There is no doubt that Voldemort is more in line with..."

"Don't mention that name, and don't deny the fact that it happened. According to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, it is illegal in Hogwarts." Umbridge stood up and shouted, but then she sat down again. .

It seemed to her that Fan Lin had just taken a large amount of truth serum, so it was impossible for him to tell lies.

This brought another smile to her lips.

"It seems that you are not as important as I thought, Mr. Al, they didn't tell you all the important things, did they?! Well, let's change the topic, what is your relationship with Nicolas Flamel? "

"Teacher, student, professor." Fan Lin replied, "I am a close disciple of Nicoléme, and the teacher also said that he would let me represent him at the International Alchemy Conference in a while."

"So, Nicoléme has completely lost his power?" Umbridge asked with interest.

"No," Fan Lin shook his head and said, "Teacher Nicoléme is the greatest alchemist in centuries. He has many ways to extend his life. Moreover, my study is not completely over yet. It is impossible for the teacher to Let me do my own clueless research..."

Umbridge frowned at this.

"So, Nicoléme won't die in a short time?"

"Oh, that's not the case..." Fan Lin thought about it and said, "Teacher Nicoléme didn't leave much elixir to himself. In the teacher's words, it will take him several years to explain some of it." After all, the funeral is a matter of more than six hundred years, and the teacher still has a lot to deal with. "

"Deal with what?"

"Some alchemical products." Fan Lin thought for a moment.

"Alchemical products? So..." Umbridge asked, "Did Nicolas Flamel leave anything for Dumbledore..."

"Oh, of course, they are good friends. The silverware in the principal's office is one of them, and now, Professor Nicolas Flamel is still helping Principal Dumbledore refine it..." (To be continued)