Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

"What the hell..."

Professor McGonagall was stunned for several seconds before speaking fluently.

However, before Professor McGonagall could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound of messy footsteps in the outer corridor.

It’s just time for get out of class now, and the Transfiguration Classroom on the second floor of the castle happens to be the only way for most teachers and students to go to the auditorium. With the sudden explosions and quarreling sounds, all the nearby people rushed over. Crowded in the corridor and whispered.

A few seconds later, Sirius Black, who was in the class next door, rushed into the classroom first, followed by Professor Flitwick and Professor Lupin. After noticing the unusual commotion here, Filch, Madam Pomfrey, Professor Snape and others also rushed over.

But Dumbledore and Professor "Apocalis" were the last two teachers who arrived at the scene this time.

The faces of the two old men who had been overdue were filled with confusion.

"What happened here? What happened?"

At the end of get out of class time, the hallway was crowded with little wizards watching the excitement, and Dumbledore and Grindelwald had to squeeze through the crowd.

Before the two of them asked about the specific situation in the classroom, after seeing Dumbledore appearing, Umbridge, who had been resting on the chair in the corner of the classroom, suddenly raised his right hand and pointed his stubby finger at Ai, who was standing on the edge of the podium. Linna screamed tremblingly.

"Elena! That girl is crazy! It's so lawless--"

Umbridge panted heavily and stared at Elena viciously, with bloodshot eyes in his raised eyes.

"She! That's right! She attacked vilely behind her back, and while I was talking with Professor McGonagall, she suddenly drew out her magic wand and attacked me!"

Elena... the first hand?

Dumbledore frowned, his eyes flashing on the back of the girl's smooth hand.

He and Grindelwald exchanged silent glances, the reason for this seemed not so simple.

"Professor Umbridge! I think this may not be a suitable place for discussion."

Dumbledore said that he looked around, his eyes on Elena, Hermione, Professor McGonagall, the other teachers present, and the black walnut wand scattered on the other side of the classroom, and then quickly. He looked at the people around him.

"In short, let's go to the teacher's office downstairs first-as for the other students and the order of the auditorium -"

"I'll be responsible for the guidance and care, Professor Dumbledore." Snape said actively.

"Thank you, Severus." Dumbledore said.

The crowd watching the excitement parted on both sides, while looking at the embarrassed Umbridge, obediently let them pass.

Snape was expressionless and guided the flow of people to restore order, and the teachers who arrived later were also helping to maintain order and clean up the mess.

And after Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick hesitated for a few seconds, they quickly followed Dumbledore and others, accompanied Professor McGonagall, Elena and Hermione, Grindel Wo and Sirius also hurriedly followed after a brief chat with Filch.

A pair of drip-mouthed stone beasts stood at the door of the teacher's office. When Dumbledore approached, he voluntarily jumped aside.

Everyone filed in, and the office was quickly filled with people—even Professor Yu Qiluo and Madam Hooch rushed over.

Since the secret arrest a few months ago, the faculty and staff at Hogwarts has unconsciously formed a tacit understanding of the same enemy.

Not to mention, unlike the previous time, Professor McGonagall was directly involved in this conflict.

The popularity of the older cats at Hogwarts is great.

"How about, Poppy, Professor Umbridge was not injured, right?"

Dumbledore sat behind the table, looked at Mrs. Pomfrey, who had put her wand back away, and asked with concern just right.

After everyone walked into the office, before Umbridge could speak out, Dumbledore put forward the suggestion of "injury inspection"-as a victim of the attack, this reason is naturally impeccable, even if Umbridge is somewhat Reluctant, but couldn't find the angle of rejection for a while.

"Well, I've read it carefully, Professor Umbridge is quite healthy—"

"The damage of the curse is not only on the surface, I am still a little nauseous and dizzy now-that little girl doesn't know what evil curse was cast, I don't think that just looking at the surface can draw conclusions, and this lawless behavior itself is a kind of An extremely serious violation of discipline."

"Sorry, I am just a school doctor, I am not responsible for judging whether a student violates discipline..."

Madam Pomfrey shrugged and said confidently, "But according to my inspection, you have not suffered any magical damage, except for the scorch marks on your sweater. At most, you have been frightened-this Not surprisingly, there are some nerve-sensitive wizards. They may experience discomfort under strong light and strong sound. In this case, bed rest is good, and a good night's sleep is all right."

"Ms. Pomfrey, I am not a nervous person!"

"Oh, yes, of course you are not—" Madam Pomfrey replied absently.

If it weren’t for Dumbledore’s initiative and Minerva’s concern, she would actually be more inclined to let "Professor Apolkalis" throw a few treatments at the senior investigator directly, in this arrogant and nasty Ministry of Magic. It is a waste of energy to spend on officials.

"Okay, then let's solve the problem directly."

Dumbledore nodded, waving his wand casually in the air, closing the door to the office.

Obviously, even Snape could not restrain the curiosity of the students. If you don’t close the door of the office, you may at least see students in one or two classes "wandering around" outside the corridor when they go out. Wonderful scene.

Dumbledore's expression was unusually serious, and he looked down at Elena along the bridge of his nose, and asked calmly.

"Miss Kaslana, please explain why you are doing this—"

"I heard her insulting Professor McGonagall roundabout, and of course you were among them."

Elena said, her tone was mixed with a sense of righteous indignation. When she explained in the principal's office how her actions saved the future of Hogwarts step by step, Dumbledore had also heard the same unrestrained tone full of justice, and of course it was more realistic this time.

"Professor Umbridge hinted in the question that Professor McGonagall had trade in power and **** while working at the Ministry of Magic. What's more shameless is that she actually hinted that you and Professor McGonagall had an affair...Professor Dumbledore, You and Professor McGonagall are the people I admire and respect the most. I really can't bear her slander you like that. After hearing Professor Umbridge's words, I couldn't help but..."

Along with Elena's accusation, there was a burst of unbelievable discussion in the teacher's office.

The professors frowned and looked at Dolores Umbridge with uneasy expressions. If it was such an insult, it would be really vicious.

At the same time, Dumbledore’s expression suddenly froze-although he would not believe a letter about "respect and respect", but if these subjective emotions are aside, Elena is in the objective facts. In the description, there is a high probability that you will not deliberately lie.

As for why Elena was so precocious, Dumbledore had already been surprised.

"Slander! It's slander! It's just--"

Umbridge screamed, and she apparently also realized the badness of the form.

However, before Umbridge could organize a reason for rebuttal, she seemed to be dumb by a frog that was pinched by her neck.

"So... how long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?"

"By the end of this month, it should be exactly thirty-six years and one month."

"..."

In the huge teacher's office, a conversation between Professor McGonagall and Umbridge suddenly sounded.

Although it is a bit vague, everyone can still clearly distinguish their conversation, and the source of this voice...

"It's a pity, Professor Umbridge-it seems that you haven't read the function introduction of the'Personal Terminal' carefully. As a magic item to help Hogwarts students learn better, our'Personal Terminal' is in an unupgraded state. You can also record magic audio for more than half an hour."

Elena pointed to the unfolded magic book beside her, and carried out the product description seriously.

"Not long after class was over, before I could turn off the recording function, I happened to record the conversation between you and Professor McGonagall."

"As for the authenticity of this recording, I believe that all the professors present can tell-Professor McGonagall and Hermione can also testify for me."

In fact, Elena really didn't lie completely this time.

Transfiguration is originally a magic that requires a high degree of magic control and mental concentration.

In order not to miss Professor McGonagall’s comments and supplementary explanations during the deformation gap, Elena likes to start recording in class.

Of course, she didn’t turn off the recording on purpose, but Elena didn’t expect it would come in handy at such a time. She actually wanted to share the fun of eating melons with Luna and Hannah after going back at night. After all, everyone likes this kind of campus gossip.

The recording of the magic book is not long, only a few minutes in total.

When the broadcast ended, the teacher's office fell into a suffocating silence for a while.

Even the best tempered Professor Sprout could not help but glared at Umbridge at this time.

I have to admit that Umbridge did not have any respect during the questioning of Professor McGonagall.

She was obviously deliberately tearing up Professor McGonagall's scar, trying to anger Minerva McGonagall.

And the most frustrating thing is that this sleek and cunning Ministry official still put on the appearance of business affairs in the conversation, extremely insidiously stuck on the edge of the "default" rules of adult society. Professor Ge did not hold back casting a counterattack, but would be punished for breaking the "rules"-if Elena hadn't made it, perhaps such a thing had already happened.

As time went by, Minerva McGonagall gradually recovered from her anger.

She stared at Elena's face with a complicated expression, and stopped talking.

As a witness of the "Dual Backward Structure Transformation Magic", she is well aware of the effect of the phantom magic: In addition to the light and shadow, if you choose to adjust the air vibration, you can even fake simple sounds, such as she is in the smoke. Those few words I heard.

Whether it's "she" asking Elena, or the whirlwind curse to dispel smoke...

Minerva McGonagall never thought ~www.readwn.com~ that she would be rescued by her own students one day.

"Oh, okay, okay. I admit that my speaking skills in the review process need to be improved."

Umbridge looked around the dissatisfied gazes around him, shrugged reluctantly, and quickly changed the subject.

"However, Professor Dumbledore... these should be two different things, right?"

"Miss Kaslana blatantly attacked the professor and vilely attacked senior government officials from behind. No matter whether she caused substantial harm or not, this should at least be expelled-in fact, I personally think that she even needs to be tried by the Wizarding Court. "

"This kind of bad seed that harms the magic world should be pinched directly from the source!"

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Yeah!

(End of this chapter)

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