Chapter 575 Pajama Party (Modified, Sincere Thanks to the Leader, Dark Evil Saint)

"Minister...Minister..." Percy Weasley burst in holding a piece of parchment. He obviously did not expect that there would be so many people in the Department of Mysteries, which was always rarely visited - or rather human parts. The Death Hall after the war frightened Percy, who had never really experienced the Wizarding War. The bloody smell in the air even took him a while to notice that even Dumbledore was here, and he noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere. , Percy stood there trembling in astonishment, hesitating and hesitating for a long time without saying what he originally wanted to report.

"What does hesitation look like? Tell me," Fudge urged impatiently. Anyway, his downfall was inevitable and he had no worries.

"Minister... the dementors rebelled, they left Azkaban... they collectively took refuge in the man who must not even mention his name, and the prisoners also escaped..." Percy stuttered a little and explained what he had just obtained. The news was told to Fudge, who was upset and blushed. He regretted letting Percy tell the news directly. He noticed that the whole room became quiet, as if everyone had heard their conversation.

Penello was the only exception. Her sharp limbs were being pulled out of the body of a Death Eater who was lying on his back and bent into a deformed arc, bringing out blood everywhere. Then she looked up and saw Hermione and Alan. They stuck together intimately, and the nature of the demonic creature made Penello instantly angry. This Hermione Granger usually seemed dull and incomprehensible, but at this time, she openly and openly declared her sovereignty in front of everyone. Is it a demonstration against yourself? And he stupidly started to clean up the battlefield like other Aurors, executing these Death Eaters who neither fought nor surrendered nor ran away but just pretended to be dead!

"I didn't do anything, and these are not my fault..." Fudge muttered with a dark face.

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

Suddenly there was a noise on the high platform in the distance. Percy glanced at the culprit, who was Penelo Crevat, who had transformed from Animagus back to human form and was walking towards Allen. He didn't realize what he had just done. The giant spider was Penello. Percy could feel the delicate facial features when looking at the other person's face from a distance, "Maybe it's because of her?"

Penello returned to her human form and walked towards Allen with her long legs. Although she didn't know whether it was because she had just returned to her human form or because of her anger, she felt more dangerous than when she had transformed into a spider.

Hermione's expression became a little helpless, and she sighed heavily like she was looking at Harry and Ron's notebooks during the exam. She instantly understood the reason why Penello was so hostile to her. This young female Auror was jealous. Her heart was too strong. Once anyone got close to Allen, she lost her bearings and threw all her sharpness and shrewdness out of the sky. She even heard Emily talking about Allen and Umbridge, the old woman before he was a graduate. The joker who was closer when speaking expressed his dissatisfaction with Umbridge, thinking that the old woman had no respect for herself...

However, Hermione, who already knew how to deal with her, quickly pointed at Allen's face, and then motioned Penello to pay attention to the position of her hands - Hermione's left hand went around Allen's waist, and Hermione seemed to be attracted by Allen. Lun held him in his arms lovingly, but actually used his own arms to help Allen, who was a little too exhausted in the end, stand still.

"Tsk." Knowing the truth, Penello was still dissatisfied and spat at Hermione, who had a legitimate reason. After having the idea of ​​​​driving Hermione away and letting him come, he glanced at Allen and stared at Dumbledore's expression told her that in the end she just wanted to learn Hermione's method and snuggle into Allen's arms.

But what makes Penello a little embarrassed is that she is taller than Allen, who has not yet graduated. Compared to Hermione, who is shorter than Allen, her posture is not as smooth as Hermione's, with curved legs. Her legs looked very awkward, which made her look unnatural and unnatural - which made Penello even more annoyed. In fact, she had almost stopped growing because she didn't know if she had taken the attribute potion. His height increased a lot. Penello stubbornly adjusted his posture secretly, bending 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 for us to change back?" Neville, who was resting on the steps, took his eyes back from the three people showing affection on the high platform. He rubbed his fat face and asked Flegg, "Although I’m fat, but I prefer my cute face.”

"The polyjuice potion this time is an internal supply of the Umbrella Company. The quality is very good, but it will probably take until tomorrow for you to return to your original state." Flegg, who is actually a doctor, sat next to Neville and replied. He glanced at Neville, couldn't help it, and replied, "This little fat kid is cuter."

The fat man poked Neville's fleshy belly and said, "He is fat, I am strong, and of course I am cuter." For fear of being refuted by the doctor again, he half changed the subject and said from the bottom of his heart, "It's really I envy Master Allen, he can use transformation to change himself, but I have to drink the toad egg-flavored potion." Recalling the potion with an amazingly weird taste, Neville's whole face twisted into a ball.

"Come on, my potion still smells like Muggles." Flegg smacked his lips and thought about it, "But this is what it feels like to be a man."

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

Obviously Dumbledore ignored the intentions of Fudge and Owen in the distance, even though he fully understood Fudge's mood at the moment. He walked straight towards 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 his equal.

"Alan, since you have won a great victory, please allow them to leave. You know, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​still not used to reforms, but they have no ill intentions towards the Ministry of Magic or the Harris family. They just want to protect Harry." That's all." Dumbledore looked calm but a little unwilling to refuse. 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 it comes to facing Tom."

"Principal Dumbledore, since you have spoken... you just broke into the Ministry of Magic without permission, and the Department of Mysteries has the highest level of confidentiality. They have indeed violated the law. There is no way there will be no punishment, well..." Allen straightened his back, thinking that the current situation was not suitable for him to fall out with Dumbledore, who was about to regain his innocence. In addition, considering that this operation actually used the Order of the Phoenix as bait, it would be a bit awkward to arrest them again. It was too unreasonable, so Allen pondered for a moment and continued, "The external explanation is that in view of the special nature of tonight's incident, the Ministry of Magic only used a warning as a punishment for them, but I hope that the wizards in the wizarding world can... The laws issued by the Ministry of Magic should be taken seriously instead of being so 'humanized' as before. The Ministry of Magic will naturally continue to modify these laws in the future to make them more reasonable and applicable to wizarding society. Principal Dumbledore, I think this is It is a development direction that is beneficial to the entire wizarding society."

"It does sound good, but if you are still willing to listen to my advice as an old man, I hope these reforms can be slower. Allen, you are still very young and you have enough time to complete these ideas. The reforms are too fast. If you are too radical, you will cause harm to people." After solving the problem of the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore glanced at Hermione and Penelope who were supporting Alan, and sighed, "Ellen, I didn't expect that I still underestimated it. Thanks to 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. I originally wanted to invite you to talk about your courses, but in view of the way the girls look at me, I I think it’s better for you to rest as soon as possible. UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net ”

"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 studded with silver stars, "Uh... Principal, how many popcorns do you have in your hood..."

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

At this time, in the Principal's Office of Hogwarts, Ginny was wearing a large wizard robe and sitting boredly at the principal's desk staring at the delicate silverware emitting white mist, seemingly studying its function, but as long as she saw her The look in her eyes showed that the red-haired girl was completely distracted.

Ron hugged his shoulders. The wizard robe that the Umbrella Team hastily provided to him was so big that it didn't even reach his feet. This made several Gryffindors in the room feel like they were wrapped in The quilt is like wearing pajamas. Ron was used to wearing ill-fitting wizard robes, but since his father, Arthur Weasley, served as a consultant for the Umbrella Company in the modification of Muggle items, he had not worn such ill-fitting clothes for a long time. He tugged at his clothes, thinking about what happened before, and complained: "Everyone else has taken polyjuice potion! Alan Harris dislikes my taste so much that he would rather use the transformation spell to change 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 banned again because of the new password. Not spending the night outside…

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