Chapter 540 Informant (Revised, Sincere Thanks to Leader Lannla)

The wizards of the Special Investigations Unit gathered in twos and threes at the door of Umbridge's office, and they all got the news of being summoned. But after waiting for a long time, the door of Umbridge's office was still closed.

Emily lowered her head and leaned against the wall quietly, her long curly eyelashes trembling slightly, Pansy was next to her, but she no longer dared to touch her head like before, treating her with Treat Emily like a child. Since the night of the first party at Umbridge's before Christmas, she accidentally saw Emily sitting in front of the makeup mirror with a blank face a few days ago, suddenly showing a sweet smile, and she kept practicing with the sweetest After trying to say "a basket of kisses" in different tones, she could no longer treat this little girl nicknamed Sweet Bear as an innocent and ignorant little girl. Now that I think about it, some time ago Emily told the members of the Special Investigation Operations Team that the Gryffindor Quidditch players didn't like her just to make her brother Alan's team win easily in the next game.

Seemingly noticing Pansy's gaze, Emily raised her head and gave Pansy an equally sweet smile, then frowned, and tapped the ground with her little leather boots: "Pansy, I'm a little tired from standing still .”

"I'll ask." Pansy stood up bluntly, walked to the door of Umbridge's office and stretched out her hand to knock on the door, but she heard the voice of Umbridge talking to a male voice coming from the door , she wanted to hear more clearly, but the sound stopped abruptly. She hesitated for a moment, and knocked lightly on the door three times. As soon as the third knock was heard, a dazzling fire burst out from the crack of the door.

Umbridge's voice came from the room: "Please wait for me a little longer."

After the flames disappeared, the door of the office was opened, and Umbridge walked out, grabbing the collar of Ron, who was in a daze, and his expression was no longer as complacent as before. full, but appear preoccupied.

"Argus, please lead everyone to surround all the entrances and exits on the eighth floor of the castle." Umbridge explained a few words to Argus Filch, and handed Ron to Crabbe and Filch. Goyle, ordered, "Watch him, my boys."

"Miss Eckmore, follow behind Miss Parkinson." Umbridge grabbed a girl who had been burying her head in her collar outside his office, and pushed her to Pansy. side.

Umbridge left the office with his head held high, and gave Filch a staring look, and Filch nodded knowingly.

"It seems that Potter is doomed this time, but in this case, even if Alan finds out, he can't blame us." Pansy noticed the eye contact between Umbridge and Filch, and understood what the other party wanted to do. Filch monitored the intentions of these special investigative operations teams.

"Sizzling bees," Umbridge said rhythmically, standing in front of the headmaster's office door; the stone monster jumped aside, the wall behind it split in two, and she walked up the moving stone staircase to the brightly lit There was a griffin knocker on the door at the front door, but Umbridge didn't bother knocking, and walked right in.

The office is full of people. Dumbledore sat behind the table with a serene expression, his slender fingers tucked together. Professor McGonagall stood erect beside him, his expression very tense. Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, stood by the fire, rocking back and forth excitedly, clearly pleased with the situation. Rufus Scrimgeour and several other wizards dressed as Aurors stood on both sides of the gate like guards, and several TV crews were holding up their cameras to film what happened in front of them.

Freckled and bespectacled Percy Weasley paced excitedly up and down the wall, a quill and a thick roll of parchment in his hand, apparently ready to take notes.

"I have sent people to surround the eighth floor," said Umbridge. There was an unseemly excitement in her tone.

"Very well," said Fudge appreciatively, "then, Dumbledore,

We found an illegal student organization in this school. It is said that the name is called D.A, which is Dumbledore's Army. Maybe you can tell me what's going on? "

"Oh, Dumbledore's Army?" Dumbledore had a look of disbelief on his face, like he knew nothing and was very surprised.

"Minister, I think," said Umbridge softly beside Fudge, "that perhaps we might get along a little faster if we went straight to the site."

"Yes, yes, go." Fudge nodded, motioning for Umbridge to lead the way, and he glanced at Dumbledore maliciously, "Nothing is as good as seeing it with your own eyes, is it, Dumbledore?" Lido? Also, please take your bird."

Fudge raised his chin in the direction of Fawkes, "Let's go." The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came up directly. The reason why Umbridge took such a risk was to prevent Dumbledore from using the power of the phoenix to make Harry Potter and the others She didn't dare to take real action until Fudge and the others went to the principal's office to stare at Dumbledore. After all, she had seen Phoenix's abilities up close in her office just now, so she had to agree to some unreasonable conditions behind Fudge's back.

Gathering her mind, Umbridge took the lead, and a group of people followed her straight to the fourth floor with great momentum and menace.

In the Room of Response, Harry and the others were practicing the Patronus Charm when suddenly Hannah rushed in and shouted in horror: "We are surrounded, I just saw Filch leading the people from the Special Investigation Operations Group outside Surrounding here, it seems that Umbridge is no longer satisfied with letting Filch guard here alone!"

Everyone stopped practicing and stared blankly at Hannah.

"Umbridge must have discovered something. Could it be related to that new interrogation notice?" Harry said with a sad face, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful. Although they saw the notice in the afternoon, they didn't pay much attention to it. He believed that no one would be willing to betray them for Umbridge, and as a Gryffindor, he did not intend to give in and change the original training plan.

Simo looked around the room: "Ron, he hasn't come here yet, won't he be caught?"

"Don't forget that Ron is often late," Neville argued on Ron's behalf.

Qiu Zhang looked pale, and she raised her hand and said, "Marietta hasn't arrived yet, she's not usually late."

"What now?" squealed Hannah, now feeling a little frightened at the thought of Umbridge's punishment.

Harry straightened up, glanced at the panicked people, and looked very calm: "Anyway, they can't get in!" But the wand he was twisting awkwardly in his hand betrayed him, and he couldn't think of a good way for a while, instead The thought of "If only Hermione or Alan were here" was spinning in my mind.

"Why are we guarding this empty corridor?" Dumbledore asked calmly, clasping his hands.

Umbridge pulled Ron, who was still in a trance, to the front, "Ron Weasley, he told me that tonight, in a secret room on the eighth floor of the castle called the Room of Requirement, the Deng who is called D.A for short The illegal organization of the Bullido Army usually holds illegal meetings there by Mr. Harry Potter."

Dumbledore glanced at Ron who was in a trance, and said in a low voice: "Looking at Mr. Weasley's current state, I'm afraid his words cannot be used as evidence, and the credibility is not high. Obviously, this is not from him. In addition, I seriously suspect that Mr. Weasley was illegally used Veritaserum, and Hogwarts’ prohibition of using Veritaserum on students is protected and recognized by the law issued by the British Ministry of Magic.”

Fudge frowned, but Umbridge smiled even sweeter: "Minister, Headmaster Dumbledore, we have another whistleblower, a sane whistleblower."