Chapter 237 Organization
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
It would be very refreshing to see Umbridge in trouble in Potions class, but this woman would never stop her tricks just like that.
The thousand-year-old Hogwarts has been a holy land of magic since it was founded by the four legendary wizards. It has the best magic knowledge. At the same time, every headmaster respects knowledge and strongly encourages students to explore freely. .
But this grand occasion was changed after Umbridge's arrival.
The students are governed by the strict school rules like puppets on the stage, just to show the Minister of Magic Fudge the educational achievements of the senior investigator Umbridge.
Across the continuous and vigorous mountains, there seems to be thick dark clouds floating on the Hogwarts Castle embraced by the black lake, which is the whine of historical glory.
In Eli's blurred vision, the two founders of Hogwarts were furious, and Godric Gryffindor beat the white ground angrily, roaring and wanting to teach the one who wantonly insulted his school a lesson. guy.
"Let me out, let me out and kill her!" Godric was like a mad lion, if he had a sword in his waist, he might have to chop something to vent.
"You should calm down, it's not worth taking such a risk for such a thing." Eli has been persuading him for a long time, and fortunately the old man has died long ago, otherwise he would have to show his anger.
But to Eli's surprise, Salazar looked very calm, completely different from the furious Godric.
"You have a plan, don't you?" Salazar suddenly said when Eli was still looking for a step for Godric.
"Yes, she is just a small fish, and our target is the Minister of Magic behind her." Eli cast his eyes on Salazar, and found that his expression was still so flat.
"Hmm." Salazar lowered his head and pondered for a while, while twirling his sparse beard with his hands.
"If you want to kill her, you must kill her!" Godric yelled a few times, and then sat directly on the ground, like an angry child.
"Although killing her will be a bit troublesome, it can still be done without anyone noticing." Eli rubbed his chin and thought about it seriously.
Indeed, when the time comes to pull Fudge off the horse, Umbridge, who is in the same rank as him, will definitely be thrown into Azkaban by them. After all, if he is killed directly, it is inevitable that someone will gossip.
But it would be reasonable for Azkaban to accidentally kill one or two prisoners.
"The spell on page 328 of the Esoteric Code can be used." Just as Eli was thinking about how to kill Umbridge, Salazar's cold voice suddenly came from beside him.
"Page 328?" A quaint book suddenly appeared in front of Eli. He flipped through the yellowed pages, and his eyes lit up when he saw the magic.
"This is good, this is good!", Eli pointed at the magic, very excited.
"What spell, let me see?" Godric also came up and gave Salazar a thumbs up after seeing the spell.
"Okay, really, it depends on you!"
"Tch, a rude guy who only knows how to yell." Salazar glanced at Godric, but without any movement, a quaint recliner suddenly appeared behind him, and he lay comfortably on it.
Eli studied the magic carefully, then left the Misty Illusion.
At this time, in a tower of Hogwarts, three little wizards were guarding by the fireplace in Gryffindor's lounge.
These three wizards were Hermione, Harry, and Ron, and they were sitting around the fireplace, looking at the pile of coals.
"Umbridge is too much, she may not allow us to learn magic at all!", Ron said, leaning on the sofa.
"That's for sure. Fudge's paranoia has completely flared up. He suspects that Dumbledore wants to rely on students to develop an army against him."
The voice came from the fire, and in the coals, Sirius' face was reflected.
"Army? When did we have an army? He's probably crazy!"
"Probably. According to the information we have, Fudge is trying his best to cover up the signs of Voldemort's return. He knows the fact that Voldemort has returned. We don't know whether he has joined Voldemort. In short, because of him, the Order of the Phoenix is now operating." It's difficult, and Voldemort is on the move!"
Sirius didn't hide the Order of the Phoenix from them, on the contrary, he hoped that Harry could get involved.
Just because Harry is the child of James and Lily, because both his parents died at the hands of Voldemort.
He has always believed that evasion is the code of cowards.
The firelight danced on the faces of Harry and Ron, and Hermione stood aside, with shadows covering half of her face, she didn't know what she was thinking.
After pondering for a while, "Then what can we do?" Harry seemed to be asking Sirius as well as himself.
"We...someone is here...", Sirius' words stopped abruptly, his face disappeared into the fire in an instant, and the flames were still beating on their own.
Hogwarts has a lot of protective magic. If it was the past, Sirius could use the fireplace to chat with Harry and the others at will.
But because of Umbridge's appearance, she monitored Hogwarts, making Sirius have to be careful.
Both of them leaned back without saying anything, and then looked at Hermione in unison.
Hermione walked slowly to the window, the rain and snow outside the window was as cold as Hogwarts.
"We must act. Since she won't let the professor teach, then we will find someone who can teach!"
Harry and Ron walked behind her, and when they heard her words, they immediately looked at each other, and they both saw the answer in each other's eyes.
Hermione stroked the silver pocket watch in her hand.
At dawn the next day, they went straight to Eli.
In the corridor, Eli followed Hermione, "Where are you taking me?"
Early in the morning, he was dragged out of bed by Harry and Ron, and he was brought out before seeing Hermione, with a dazed look on his face.
"I'll tell you later." Hermione turned to look at Eli, and tied his scarf a little tighter.
"Cough... Take it easy, I can't breathe..."
The blizzard last night covered everything up. Winter has always come so hastily, without giving a chance to react.
"Why are you in the bar?" Eli looked at the dilapidated Pig's Head bar.
"Can't we go to a better place?" Ron complained too, because the Pig's Head Pub was nothing compared to the Three Broomsticks, and even messier than the Leaky Cauldron.
"No way, only here is the possibility of not being found."
A few people walked in, and the inside was not much warmer than the outside.
"Four butterbeers."
They sat down, and Eli glanced at the boss at the counter, who seemed to see Dumbledore.
"That woman doesn't allow us to learn magic, we want you to teach it." Hermione put her head up, glanced left and right, and whispered.
"Okay, of course it's okay." Eli guessed something, and agreed directly. After all, Umbridge can't just let Hogwarts be ruined. When the graduates are too bad, he won't face.
Looking at Hermione's hairy head, Eli couldn't help rubbing it.
"It's business!" Hermione glared at him coquettishly.
"We have notified a few people and they will be here shortly."
The thousand-year-old Hogwarts has been a holy land of magic since it was founded by the four legendary wizards. It has the best magic knowledge. At the same time, every headmaster respects knowledge and strongly encourages students to explore freely. .
But this grand occasion was changed after Umbridge's arrival.
The students are governed by the strict school rules like puppets on the stage, just to show the Minister of Magic Fudge the educational achievements of the senior investigator Umbridge.
Across the continuous and vigorous mountains, there seems to be thick dark clouds floating on the Hogwarts Castle embraced by the black lake, which is the whine of historical glory.
In Eli's blurred vision, the two founders of Hogwarts were furious, and Godric Gryffindor beat the white ground angrily, roaring and wanting to teach the one who wantonly insulted his school a lesson. guy.
"Let me out, let me out and kill her!" Godric was like a mad lion, if he had a sword in his waist, he might have to chop something to vent.
"You should calm down, it's not worth taking such a risk for such a thing." Eli has been persuading him for a long time, and fortunately the old man has died long ago, otherwise he would have to show his anger.
But to Eli's surprise, Salazar looked very calm, completely different from the furious Godric.
"You have a plan, don't you?" Salazar suddenly said when Eli was still looking for a step for Godric.
"Yes, she is just a small fish, and our target is the Minister of Magic behind her." Eli cast his eyes on Salazar, and found that his expression was still so flat.
"Hmm." Salazar lowered his head and pondered for a while, while twirling his sparse beard with his hands.
"If you want to kill her, you must kill her!" Godric yelled a few times, and then sat directly on the ground, like an angry child.
"Although killing her will be a bit troublesome, it can still be done without anyone noticing." Eli rubbed his chin and thought about it seriously.
Indeed, when the time comes to pull Fudge off the horse, Umbridge, who is in the same rank as him, will definitely be thrown into Azkaban by them. After all, if he is killed directly, it is inevitable that someone will gossip.
But it would be reasonable for Azkaban to accidentally kill one or two prisoners.
"The spell on page 328 of the Esoteric Code can be used." Just as Eli was thinking about how to kill Umbridge, Salazar's cold voice suddenly came from beside him.
"Page 328?" A quaint book suddenly appeared in front of Eli. He flipped through the yellowed pages, and his eyes lit up when he saw the magic.
"This is good, this is good!", Eli pointed at the magic, very excited.
"What spell, let me see?" Godric also came up and gave Salazar a thumbs up after seeing the spell.
"Okay, really, it depends on you!"
"Tch, a rude guy who only knows how to yell." Salazar glanced at Godric, but without any movement, a quaint recliner suddenly appeared behind him, and he lay comfortably on it.
Eli studied the magic carefully, then left the Misty Illusion.
At this time, in a tower of Hogwarts, three little wizards were guarding by the fireplace in Gryffindor's lounge.
These three wizards were Hermione, Harry, and Ron, and they were sitting around the fireplace, looking at the pile of coals.
"Umbridge is too much, she may not allow us to learn magic at all!", Ron said, leaning on the sofa.
"That's for sure. Fudge's paranoia has completely flared up. He suspects that Dumbledore wants to rely on students to develop an army against him."
The voice came from the fire, and in the coals, Sirius' face was reflected.
"Army? When did we have an army? He's probably crazy!"
"Probably. According to the information we have, Fudge is trying his best to cover up the signs of Voldemort's return. He knows the fact that Voldemort has returned. We don't know whether he has joined Voldemort. In short, because of him, the Order of the Phoenix is now operating." It's difficult, and Voldemort is on the move!"
Sirius didn't hide the Order of the Phoenix from them, on the contrary, he hoped that Harry could get involved.
Just because Harry is the child of James and Lily, because both his parents died at the hands of Voldemort.
He has always believed that evasion is the code of cowards.
The firelight danced on the faces of Harry and Ron, and Hermione stood aside, with shadows covering half of her face, she didn't know what she was thinking.
After pondering for a while, "Then what can we do?" Harry seemed to be asking Sirius as well as himself.
"We...someone is here...", Sirius' words stopped abruptly, his face disappeared into the fire in an instant, and the flames were still beating on their own.
Hogwarts has a lot of protective magic. If it was the past, Sirius could use the fireplace to chat with Harry and the others at will.
But because of Umbridge's appearance, she monitored Hogwarts, making Sirius have to be careful.
Both of them leaned back without saying anything, and then looked at Hermione in unison.
Hermione walked slowly to the window, the rain and snow outside the window was as cold as Hogwarts.
"We must act. Since she won't let the professor teach, then we will find someone who can teach!"
Harry and Ron walked behind her, and when they heard her words, they immediately looked at each other, and they both saw the answer in each other's eyes.
Hermione stroked the silver pocket watch in her hand.
At dawn the next day, they went straight to Eli.
In the corridor, Eli followed Hermione, "Where are you taking me?"
Early in the morning, he was dragged out of bed by Harry and Ron, and he was brought out before seeing Hermione, with a dazed look on his face.
"I'll tell you later." Hermione turned to look at Eli, and tied his scarf a little tighter.
"Cough... Take it easy, I can't breathe..."
The blizzard last night covered everything up. Winter has always come so hastily, without giving a chance to react.
"Why are you in the bar?" Eli looked at the dilapidated Pig's Head bar.
"Can't we go to a better place?" Ron complained too, because the Pig's Head Pub was nothing compared to the Three Broomsticks, and even messier than the Leaky Cauldron.
"No way, only here is the possibility of not being found."
A few people walked in, and the inside was not much warmer than the outside.
"Four butterbeers."
They sat down, and Eli glanced at the boss at the counter, who seemed to see Dumbledore.
"That woman doesn't allow us to learn magic, we want you to teach it." Hermione put her head up, glanced left and right, and whispered.
"Okay, of course it's okay." Eli guessed something, and agreed directly. After all, Umbridge can't just let Hogwarts be ruined. When the graduates are too bad, he won't face.
Looking at Hermione's hairy head, Eli couldn't help rubbing it.
"It's business!" Hermione glared at him coquettishly.
"We have notified a few people and they will be here shortly."
