Chapter 575 Pajama Party

"Department...Minister..." Percy Weasley broke in holding a piece of parchment, apparently not expecting so many people—or human parts—in the usually seldom-visited Department of Mysteries. The hall of death after the war frightened Percy, who had never really experienced wizard wars, and the bloody smell in the air made it take him a while to notice that even Dumbledore was here, and he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere , Percy stood there trembling in astonishment, hesitating for a long time without saying what he wanted to report.

"What does hesitating look like? Tell me," Fudge urged impatiently. Anyway, his downfall is inevitable, and he no longer has any worries.

"Minister...the dementors rebelled, they left Azkaban...they took refuge in the man who can't even mention the name, and the prisoners escaped..." Percy stuttered a little and said what he just got The news was told to Fudge, and Fudge, who was upset, blushed. He regretted letting Percy tell the news directly. He noticed that the whole room fell silent, and seemed to be listening to their conversation.

With the exception of Penello, her sharp limbs were being pulled out from the body of a Death Eater who was turned upside down and bent into a deformed arc, bringing out a lot of blood, and then she looked up and saw Hermione and Allen Closely stuck together, the nature of demonic creatures made Penello instantly angry. This Hermione? Is it a demonstration against yourself? And he stupidly started to clean up the battlefield like other Aurors, and executed these Death Eaters who neither fought nor surrendered nor fled but just pretended to be dead!

"I didn't do anything, and it's not my fault..." Fudge mumbled with a gloomy face.

"Connelly, Azkaban is your direct jurisdiction, and you have direct leadership responsibility for it." Owen Harris reminded. Percy's face was pale, and he was quite flexible in this respect. He knew that he was witnessing a change of power. In the previous line-up, he obviously made the wrong bet. He obviously had a lot of opportunities to get closer to the Harris family. Alan had already invested in business with his father and twin brother, but he was stupid and short-sighted and only saw that Fudge was in a higher position as Minister of Magic and missed the opportunity.

Suddenly there was a noise on the high platform in the distance. Percy glanced at the culprit. It was Penelope Clearwater who had changed from Animagus back to human form and was walking towards Allen. He didn't realize what happened just now. The huge spider was Penello's Percy, who could feel the exquisite facial features when looking at the other's face from a distance, "Maybe it's because of her?"

And Penello regained her human form, and walked towards Allen with her long legs, although she didn't know whether it was because she had just changed back to a human form or because her anger made her feel more dangerous than when she just transformed into a spider.

Hermione's expression became a little helpless, as if she sighed heavily at Harry and Ron's notebook during the exam. She had already instantly understood the reason why Penello was so hostile to her. This young female Auror was jealous The heart is too strong, and once anyone gets close to Ellen, she will lose her position and throw those sharpness and shrewdness to the sky. She even heard Emily talking about the old woman Ellen had with Umbridge before he graduated. The one who spoke closer to the joke expressed displeasure with Umbridge that the old woman had no respect for herself...

However, Hermione, who already knew how to deal with her, quickly pointed to Allen's face, and then motioned Penello to pay attention to the position of her hand—Hermione's left hand was around Allen's waist, and Hermione seemed to be caught by Allen. Lun hugged him fondly in his arms, but he actually used his arms to help Alan, who was a little too exhausted in the end, stand firm.

"Tsk." Knowing the truth, Penello spat at Hermione, who had a legitimate reason, in dissatisfaction. After thinking for a while whether to drive Hermione away and let him come, he glanced at Alan and stared at him. Dumbledore's expression,

Let her finally just want to learn Hermione's method and snuggle into Allen's arms.

But to Penello's embarrassment, she is taller than Allen who has not yet graduated. Compared with Hermione, who is shorter than Allen, her posture is not as smooth as Hermione's. The legs are very awkward, which makes her look unnatural and a bit inconsistent-this makes Penello even more annoyed, in fact, because she doesn't know if it is because of the attribute potion, she has almost stopped growing Penello stubbornly adjusted his posture secretly, bent his knees more, and then supported the other side of Allen's body, trying to make him stand more easily and comfortably.

"How long will it take us to change back?" Neville, who was resting on the steps, took his eyes away from the three people who showed affection on the high platform, rubbed his chubby face and asked Fletcher, "Although all Fat, but I prefer my own cute face."

"The compound decoction this time is an internal supply of the Umbrella Company, and the quality is very good, but it is estimated that you will not be able to restore your original appearance until tomorrow." Fleger, who is actually a doctor, sat beside Neville and replied. After finishing speaking, He glanced at Neville, couldn't help it, and replied, "This little chubby boy is cuter."

The fat man poked Neville's fleshy belly, "He's puffy, I'm strong, of course I'm cuter." Afraid of being refuted by the doctor, he half changed the subject and half said from the bottom of his heart, "Really I envy Master Allen, he can transform himself with the Transfiguration technique, but I have to drink that toad-egg-flavored potion." Neville's entire face clenched into a ball when recalling the surprisingly weird-tasting potion.

"Come on, my potion still smells like Muggles." Fleger smacked his lips to recollect it, "but that's what it feels like to be a man."

"Dumbledore..." Fudge on the steps noticed Percy's gaze, and found Dumbledore on the high platform in the direction he was looking. Under conditioned reflex, he wanted to ask the Aurors to arrest him, but Immediately, he thought of his situation and shook his head. He regretted that he did not listen to Dumbledore's warning about the return of the mysterious man, which caused the current situation.

And obviously Dumbledore ignored the meaning of Fudge and Owen in the distance, although he fully understood Fudge's mood at the moment, he walked straight to Allen who was not far from the arch. He looked directly at Allen, and Dumbledore, who knew the course of the incident, seemed to regard Allen as an equal to him in his eyes.

"Alan, now that you have won a big victory, please allow them to leave. You know, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​still not used to reforms, but they have no ill will towards the Ministry of Magic or the Harris family. They just want to protect Harry. That's all." Dumbledore's expression was calm but with a bit of refusal, he stretched out his hand in the direction of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, "At least we have the same position when facing Tom."

"Principal Dumbledore, since you opened your mouth... you just broke into the Ministry of Magic without permission, and it is the Department of Mysteries with the highest level of confidentiality. They have indeed violated the law. It is impossible that there will be no punishment, um..." Allen straightened his back, thinking that the current situation is not suitable for turning his face against Dumbledore who will soon regain his innocence. In addition, in view of the fact that this operation used the Order of the Phoenix as a bait, it would indeed be a bit difficult to arrest them again. It's too inauthentic, so Allen continued after pondering for a while, "The explanation to the outside world is that the Ministry of Magic just used a warning as a punishment for them in view of the particularity of tonight's incident, but I hope that the wizards in the wizarding world can understand The laws issued by the Ministry of Magic should be taken seriously instead of being treated with so much 'humanity' as before. The Ministry of Magic will naturally continue to modify these laws in the future to make them more reasonable and suitable for wizarding society. Principal Dumbledore, I think this is the reason It is a development direction that is beneficial to the entire wizarding society."

"It sounds good, but if you are still willing to listen to my old man's advice, I hope these reforms can be slowed down. Alan, you are still very young, and you have enough time to complete these ideas. The reforms are too fast. If you are too radical, it will cause harm to people." After solving the problem of the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore glanced at Hermione and Penello who were supporting Alan, and sighed, "Alan, I didn't expect that I still underestimated Considering your growth rate, you did a great job today, I don’t think any wizard can do such a thing at this age.”

Then, Dumbledore winked at Allen: "I will invite Mr. Owen Harris to talk later, and I wanted to invite you to talk about your courses, but because of the way the girls looked at me, I Think you'd better go to rest as soon as possible."

"Thank you Headmaster Dumbledore, I think we can talk another day." Allen nodded in agreement, and then he focused on the hood of Dumbledore's dark purple robe covered with silver stars, "Uh... Principal, you have some popcorn in your hood..."

"Ah... I have to admit that the programs on Wizard TV are quite attractive..." Dumbledore's complexion became even more rosy.

At this time, in the Hogwarts headmaster's office, Ginny was wearing a large wizard robe and sat boredly at the headmaster's desk staring at the delicate silverware emitting white mist, seemingly studying its function, but as long as she saw her The red-haired girl was completely absent-minded from the look in her eyes.

Ron hugged his shoulders, and the wizard robes that the Umbrella Team hastily provided him were too big, so that the wizard robes reached his feet-this made the Gryffindors in the room feel like they were wrapped The quilt was like pajamas. Ron was used to wearing ill-fitting wizard robes, but it had been a long time since his father Arthur Weasley had worn such ill-fitting clothing as a consultant for the Umbrella Corporation to transform Muggle items. He tugged at his clothes, thinking about what happened before, and complained: "Everyone else has taken compound decoction! Alan Harris hates my taste so much that he would rather use Transfiguration to forcefully transform himself!"

"When can we go back to the dormitory? Do you remember the new password for the lounge?" Neville, who was sitting by the huge fireplace in the principal's office, was a little worried that the portrait in the lounge would visit again because it was too late, or that he would be locked out again because of the new password. Not spending the night outside...

At this time, there was the sound of the door of the principal's office being opened, followed by the sound of footsteps going up the steps, followed by a tranced female voice, "Huh? Are you holding a pajama party here?"