Chapter 1053 Drinking Tea

The influence of "Hogwarts Wizarding News" is gradually unfolding. This is not a single report, but a whole series.

The Order of the Phoenix also published some irrelevant intelligence in the newspapers, and more and more evidence showed that Voldemort had indeed returned.

Public opinion began to deflect in their favor, and newspaper subscriptions were getting higher and higher.

Meanwhile, subscriptions to the Daily Prophet continued to decline.

People don't want to subscribe to a newspaper that lies, no matter how old its history is, when it loses its credibility, the newspaper loses its vitality.

With the fermentation of public opinion, there are more and more protests against Fudge and the Ministry of Magic, which cannot be controlled.

Like the wizarding world, the situation inside Hogwarts Castle is becoming more and more chaotic.

Everyone was talking about it, but no one took Umbridge's education order seriously.

Under these circumstances, Harry was in a much happier mood.

It's one of the few good things since the Quidditch ban and the increasingly painful Occlumency lessons.

As he hurried to Transfiguration class, Cho caught up with him.

Before he could figure out what was going on, her hand was already in his.

Cho whispered in Harry's ear, "I'm sorry, Harry, that interview was so brave, I cried after reading it."

Harry was sorry to hear she shed more tears over it, but glad they made up again.

Happier still, she gave him a quick kiss and ran off in a hurry.

It was unbelievable, just as he walked to the door of the transformation class classroom, he encountered another equally happy thing.

Seamus came out from the team to meet him. This was the first time the two had talked since their quarrel at the beginning of the semester.

"I want to say!" he said, looking at Harry's left knee, "I believe you, I sent a newspaper to my mother."

If anything was needed to round out the joy, it was the reactions of Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.

The father of all three had been accused of being a Death Eater by him, and in class they looked at Harry with hatred and kept turning their heads, Goyle crunching his knuckles threateningly, Malfoy whispering to Crabbe Something was said, obviously malicious.

But they can't help it, their current position is very bad.

They can't even stand up to refute Ivan and Harry, because they can't admit to having read that article!

Umbridge really messed up. On Monday night, there was no punishment, and she invited Alvin and Elaine to drink tea.

She separated the two of them and asked Ivan to come to her office at five o'clock, and Elaine to go there at six o'clock.

Everyone only has one hour, what on earth is she trying to do? !

Umbridge's office is still the same, the only change is the broom tied to the wall, Harry's Firebolt and Ivan's research star, and a thick, strong iron nail is nailed to the wall behind the desk. The bolt, the broomstick was chained to the bolt and locked.

Ivan also saw the wand, his wand in name, which was locked by a miniature iron chain.

Umbridge probably took them as trophies and hung them prominently on the wall.

"Good evening, Mr. Mason!" When Ivan entered, she was bowing her head and writing a letter. She didn't look at Ivan, but pointed to a chair and said curtly, "Sit down, let's have a good talk. At the beginning of the semester, we had a conversation, but obviously the communication was not pleasant, because of some things, the differences between us were getting bigger and bigger. Now it is time to untangle these contradictions, and it will not benefit anyone to continue to stand still. "

"Yes, Professor, I quite agree with your point of view!"

Ivan sat down and looked at Umbridge in surprise, what does she mean by this, does she want to reconcile? !

Because the words on the "Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry" let her know the truth, and she is ready to abandon the dark and turn to the bright? !

There was no way something like this could have happened to Umbridge, not even if she had taken the wrong medicine.

Since it's not a summation, there must be some kind of conspiracy!

Ivan looked at Umbridge, trying to see what new plans she had.

She was writing something with her head down, and on the plate above her head, some ugly cats were jumping around.

These cats are not simple, this is a surveillance magic.

"Well, it's finally done!" said Umbridge, putting down her quill, with the expression on her face like a toad about to swallow a succulent fly, "here's a report for the Minister, I I think it is necessary to take some special measures to make the reform more thorough during the special period, by the way, what would you like to drink?"

"Thank you, no need!" Ivan said, Umbridge's attitude is really strange!

"Come on, I wish you would have a drink with me," said Umbridge, with an ugly grin on his face, in a voice that was as frightening as it was melodious, "You would like tea, coffee, orange juice Or pumpkin juice?"

She flicks her wand as she names each drink.

A cup or glass of the drink will appear on her table with the liquid in it.

Aiwen suddenly realized that there was something wrong with these drinks. This guy is not going to poison him, is he? !

"Well, Professor, bring me some tea," he said softly, watching Umbridge.

Umbridge stood up and poured some more milk, pretending to turn his back on him.

Then she trotted around the table with her tea, a smile that was at once sinister and kind.

"Here!" She said and handed the tea to Ivan, "Drink it while it's hot, okay? I think we should have a chat after so many unfortunate events."

Ai Wen didn't speak, staring at the teacup in front of him, not seeing what was inside.

Umbridge returned to her seat and waited. After a long silence, she said briskly, "You haven't had a drink yet!"

Unless there is a problem with the head, I will drink these things that I know there is a problem.

Ivan raised the teacup to his lips pretendingly, but suddenly put it down again, and Umbridge looked at him nervously.

"What's the matter?" Umbridge said, still staring at Ivan, "Do you want some sugar?"

"Come on, I like sweeter, thank you!" Ai Wen said, putting the teacup on the table.

As Umbridge stood up, the wand slid down into his sleeve-covered right hand, a Confusion Charm.

Umbridge stopped, feeling dizzy for a while. During this time, Ivan quickly replaced the drink in the teacup.

"How many spoonfuls of sugar would you like?" Umbridge asked, finding nothing.

"One spoonful is enough!" Ivan said, watching the white sugar dissolve and disappear in the turbid tea.

He picked it up and took a sip, it was so sweet, it was not his favorite taste... Browse and read the address: