Chapter 156 Umbridge Fudge Transfiguration Club (2 in 1)

Chapter 157 Umbridge Fudge Transformation Club (2 in 1)

"Click, click, click." The heels of the high heels clicked on the smooth wooden floor. A woman in a skirt walked out of the elevator holding a pile of documents.

The footsteps disappeared on the thick carpet. She came to a luxurious wooden door and glanced enviously at the bronze plaque above: "Office of the Minister of Magic."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, showed a sweet smile, and knocked gently on the door.

After waiting for a moment, the wooden door opened by itself, and the small copper speaker at the door shouted:

"Deputy Minister of Magic, Dolores Jane Umbridge."

This sentence was like her favorite sherry, which almost made Umbridge intoxicated. She closed her eyes with an expression of enjoyment.

In just a short moment, she forced herself to wake up. Promotion to Senior Deputy Minister was a hurdle. She and the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement were almost the only two candidates to succeed the Ministry of Magic.

But it doesn't matter, now there is a great opportunity

She walked across the soft carpet embroidered with gold thread, and in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was sitting behind the solid wood desk that was the size of a dining table.

This expensive desk had just been replaced. It was not like this before. Umbridge still remembered Fudge when he first took office. Everyone's general evaluation of him was that he was a kind, generous minister.

He is even very humble, always polite and easy-going to every employee of the Ministry of Magic, and even his office is very simple. The most important thing he does every day is to write letters to Dumbledore.

This situation only lasted for a year, and the simple office gradually turned into such a luxurious look.

Umbridge was not surprised at all, for the table was the one she herself had suggested buying.

"Dolores, are you here?" Fudge's voice came from behind the newspapers in his hands.

The open newspaper blocked his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, but Umbridge knew that Fudge was in an excited state, because he would only take out his treasured red currants when his mood fluctuated greatly. liquor.

As for the reason, Umbridge's eyes moved to the front page headline of the newspaper: "Attack again - Is Hogwarts safe?"

"Minister." Umbridge shouted in a sweet and sweet voice like a little girl: "There have been successive attacks at Hogwarts. Many parents have written to me and are worried about the safety of the school."

"Wow!" The newspaper was put down, revealing Fudge's round face. He looked at Umbridge with an interested expression:

"Really? I mean, parents now have a lot of opinions about Deng and the school?"

The smile on Umbridge's face became more and more obvious. She took two steps forward, took out the clipboard, and pretended to read the content on it seriously, but she was paying attention to Fudge from the corner of her eye:

"Of course, of course, Mr. Minister, please take a look at this letter. It is quite long, so I will excerpt it for the Minister to read.

'Dumbledore is confused! He is no longer good. He is like an old juggler. The school needs to change its principal as soon as possible! He should have abdicated long ago! .’”

"Bang!" Fudge slammed his hand on the table, interrupting Umbridge, and said with an unhappy expression:

"That's too much! That's Dumbledore! The greatest white wizard of our time, he has made many contributions to the stability and peace of the wizarding world. This is slander, naked slander!"

But Umbridge clearly saw the happy look in his eyes. She hurriedly agreed, and then said "embarrassingly": "There is no rule that prohibits parents from complaining to the principal."

Fudge nodded slowly:

"Same." He paused and suddenly said, "Is there any more?"

Umbridge turned over the paper between the clipboard and read again in her sweet voice.

Soon, Fudge became intoxicated. He closed his eyes and listened, shaking his head slightly. Finally he opened his eyes, sighed and muttered something.

The smile on Umbridge's face remained unchanged, pretending not to hear anything, but her voice became much softer:

"Mr. Minister, there are several very wealthy pureblood families who would like an opportunity to have dinner with the Minister.

Discuss the concerns that a school director should have regarding the recent series of attacks on schools. "

Fudge narrowed his eyes and said nothing. He just waved his hand to signal Umbridge to leave. When she reached the door, Fudge's hoarse voice suddenly came:

"I remember Arthur Weasley in the Ministry. His daughter was also attacked? As the Minister of Magic, I should care about my subordinates and send a letter to Hogwarts in the name of the Ministry of Magic to ask why the attack occurred, and .The Ministry of Magic is concerned about this!”

accepted!

A smile broke out on Umbridge's face, she grinned like a pink toad, turned around and nodded at Fudge:

"Your will, Secretary Connelly."

Zhang Xiao took Harry and Hermione together, carrying some of Ginny's favorite candies and snacks, and walked on the stairs to the school infirmary.

Ron came over as early as the afternoon. In fact, they had wanted to visit for a long time, but Madam Pomfrey did not allow it. She said that there was no need to visit the petrified people. Instead, she was worried that the little wizards were not careful and might touch any part of the body. It would be more troublesome if it fell off.

In the end, it was Zhang Xiao who communicated with Madam Pomfrey for a long time. The queen of the school infirmary and an outstanding graduate of Slytherin reluctantly agreed to their visit, but there was only one chance.

No one spoke, just walked quietly.

The wooden stairs that had experienced a long time made a creaking sound, which made people feel a little upset in this quiet atmosphere.

Harry and Hermione's expressions were a little heavy. It was okay when they were busy, but at this time, their worries about Ginny prevailed, especially when they heard that Mrs. Weasley had cried several times in the school infirmary.

This made Harry and Hermione, who had a very close relationship with the Weasley family, feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Xiao felt that he was quite calm. After all, if you think about it from another angle, the petrified people are the safest existence.

The basilisk can't pull the petrified people up and stare them to death, right?

In other words, petrification is equivalent to a disconnection protection. If you are offline, you are invincible.

If it weren't for the precious time, Zhang Xiao would have wished that he would be petrified too, and when he woke up, the basilisk would be gone.

The biggest danger would be lifted.

Pushing open the door of the infirmary, the sun shines in through the window, illuminating the tiny floating objects in the air. The simple style of the infirmary actually gives it a sense of the age of an old silent film.

Mrs. Weasley sat by the bed, looking at the stone statue of Ginny, sobbing from time to time. Her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and her originally chubby face was a little haggard.

Ron stood up from the side and walked over tiredly, whispering:

"You are here? Mom cried all day again today."

The three of them went up to hug Ron and whispered:

"Didn't Principal Dumbledore say that there is no danger to life?"

Ron nodded and said sadly:

"But Mom didn't know where she looked up the information, saying that petrification would be very painful, and she would feel her body slowly freezing."

He shuddered, swallowed his saliva and continued: "It's like a person was put into a bucket and thrown into the ice and snow."

Harry and Hermione shuddered, and looked at Ginny with more sympathy and heartache.

Zhang Xiao was silent for a while and patted Ron on the shoulder. In fact, he was more puzzled why Ginny was attacked. He didn't react at first.

Later, he remembered that Ginny was also one of the 28 pure bloods. Logically, she was not within Riddle's attack range. If the basilisk only wanted to kill Creevey and Ginny was just affected, it would be even more wrong.

Creevey at least had a camera as a buffer, but the way Ginny was petrified showed that the little girl was facing the basilisk directly.

Moreover, no message was left in the two attacks. Now the whole school is immersed in an inexplicable fear. Everyone is very scared, but they can't say what they are afraid of.

There are many bizarre rumors every day. At present, the young wizards believe the most in the Muggle version brought by the Muggle young wizards.

There is a monster called Medusa lurking in the school. She will appear when there are the least people and randomly choose lucky people to petrify them.

So in order to guard against Medusa, the young wizards have prepared a mirror. As long as there are few people, they will block this special two-sided mirror in front of their eyes.

This is because it is said that Medusa is most afraid of mirrors, because as long as she looks in the mirror, she will see her terrible face and run away.

Zhang Xiao will not say who came up with this genius idea and let Malfoy spread it.

After chatting with Mrs. Weasley for a while, mainly listening to Mrs. Weasley's worries about Ginny and the pain her daughter suffered, Zhang Xiao perfectly played the role of a listener.

Originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Mrs. Weasley about the housekeeping company, but it seems that Ginny can't do it before she recovers.

After the visit, Zhang Xiao and Hermione went to Professor McGonagall's office together to attend the professor's Transfiguration Club meeting.

In the long corridor, a large group of little wizards can be seen gathering together from time to time, like frightened little quails, holding mirrors and walking tremblingly.

"This atmosphere is really uncomfortable." Hermione suddenly whispered.

Zhang Xiao nodded, "Well, people are panicking, and few people are still focusing on studying."

"Are the professors just watching? Where is Principal Dumbledore? Why haven't any effective measures been taken?" The little witch was a little excited. If this terrible attack happened in an elementary school, it would have caused a national sensation long ago.

Listening to Hermione's words, Zhang Xiao was silent. In fact, he didn't quite understand what these professors were thinking. In the original book, even when they knew that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened, they didn't seem to think about closing the school, finding the Chamber of Secrets, and reopening the school.

Instead, they let the little wizard live in fear of being attacked. Could it be that Dumbledore wanted to fish again?

This idea has come up more than once during this period, but it was quickly denied, because Dumbledore might make sacrifices, but he would never risk the lives of so many students.

Students are his lifeblood. Even Malfoy in the original book, he tried to save him.

Unless there is really a deep secret hidden in Hogwarts, and the school must be kept open normally?

Xiao Tang's obsession with Hogwarts is not just because of the school's status?

Zhang Xiao was startled, and before he could think about it, Hermione looked at him curiously and asked:

"Zhang, what's wrong? We're here."

Zhang Xiao came back to his senses, pinched his nose, calmed down, and then opened the door under Hermione's strange eyes.

After scanning the members of the Transfiguration Club

Well, they are all familiar people, almost the original members of Professor Flitwick's spell club, because spells and transfiguration have a strong commonality.

If spells are strong, transfiguration will definitely not be weak, and vice versa.

For some other courses, such as herbology and ancient magic, the personnel changes are relatively large.

After greeting each other again, Zhang Xiao wanted to find a chair to sit down, but found that there was no chair except some tables.

Everyone looked accustomed to it, standing in groups of three or two and chatting quietly.

Penelope smiled and stretched out her hand to greet them. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Professor McGonagall's voice coming from the side:

"Gentlemen and ladies, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall."

McGonagall was wearing a black women's wizard robe that looked more casual. Compared with class, Professor McGonagall was obviously much more relaxed at this time.

She looked at the little wizards with her azure eyes and said:

"This time, we have two new members, Mr. Zhang and Miss Granger, second-year students, I think everyone should be familiar with them.

After all, Filius and I have discussed many times whether to merge the two clubs of Charms and Transfiguration."

Everyone laughed softly, and it was obvious that this was not the first time Professor McGonagall said this.

"Okay, time is precious, everyone, let's start the routine opening ceremony."

Professor McGonagall clapped her hands, and her eyes came out from behind the square lens: "Today's theme is the luxurious throne, the more luxurious the better!

The best will get 20 points of the school!"

In the somewhat confused eyes of Zhang Xiao and Hermione, everyone drew out their wands with ease, tapped the surrounding objects and began to transform.

Accompanied by the light of transformation, thrones of different styles and extremely luxurious appearances suddenly appeared around.

Arranged neatly in a circle, it looked like a king's meeting.

"Mr. Zhang, Miss Granger, this is the opening ceremony of the Transfiguration Club. No chairs will be prepared. I will designate a theme. Everyone can use their imagination to transform their own chairs.

Get it?"

Professor McGonagall pointed at everyone's chairs, and then pointed at the empty seats that were specially reserved, and introduced them to the two.

So that's how it is! It's quite in line with the concept of the Transfiguration Club.

Hermione took out her wand, looked at everyone's chairs a little overwhelmed, thought about it, and tried to transform.

It's just that this kind of volume transformation is still a bit difficult for a second-year wizard. Hermione successfully transformed a small throne.

Pink, with crystal clear crystals and hollow patterns, the back of the chair is very high, but compared to the tall thrones around it, this throne is like a baby seat.

But why does it look a bit like the seat that princesses often sit in Disney cartoons?

Hermione sat on it a little embarrassedly. Perhaps this made Hermione feel like a princess herself. The little witch couldn't help but smile happily.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xiao, curious about what kind of seat this most eye-catching little wizard in the school would conjure up?

Professor McGonagall also took a few steps back, looking forward to Zhang Xiao's next move.

Zhang Xiao drew out his wand. Did he need to think about what to conjure up?

Of course it was the dragon chair!

I almost missed it