Chapter 1194 The Bat Family without Vincent
At 3:20 in the morning, the Bat-Family, without Batman, gathered on the fourth floor of Hogwarts Castle.
Across the corridor, they could see a doorplate shining in the night, and the door even reflected a soft pink glow.
The twins stopped, closed their eyes and prayed devoutly: "Merlin, please bless us so that we won't wake up as giant pink toads tomorrow."
Hermione shuddered and approached the completely remodeled oak door with a chill on her face.
A disgusting pink color scheme, and a glittery doorplate that read: Professor Dolores Jane Umbridge, Special Commissioner for Education at the Ministry of Magic.
The doorplate is also carefully carved with a circle of gorgeous and complicated lace, as if trying to appear elegant, but it only reveals a kind of vulgar exaggeration.
This door has no keyhole, but instead a small round peephole.
Hermione stopped in front of the door and took a closer look, only to find a large, round, slender eye in the peephole, staring at her with a scrutinizing look.
Hermione was disgusted twice before she even went in, so she decisively stretched out her sharp cat claws and pulled out the entire peephole.
With a click, the door opened.
The seven people looked at each other, and no one was willing to be the first to go in.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors—"
Two minutes later, Hermione pushed open the door with an unhappy look on her face, and a strong and sickeningly sweet aroma hit her in the face.
She quickly turned on the air filtration function of the Catwoman mask. The smell of cheap perfume seemed to be mixed with the musty smell of old socks. If she smelled it for too long, she might get a respiratory disease.
Through the night vision function, everyone can clearly see the overwhelming pink.
The walls are bubblegum pink, the ceiling is peach pink, the windows are rose pink, the lampshades are Barbie pink...
The various shades of pink made them feel dizzy. The room used a lot of soft lace, ribbons, ruffles and velvet, full of artificial girlishness. This excessive decoration did not bring warmth, but instead brought an extremely oppressive and suffocating feeling.
Daphne looked towards the wall and hurriedly covered her sister Astoria's eyes in shock.
The four walls of the room are covered with decorative small plates, each of which is painted with a very "cute" kitten of different colors.
They are not static pictures, but moving magical portraits.
The kittens' behavior patterns are extremely uncomfortable. Some of them are rolling a huge ball of yarn with their paws, some are acting coquettishly at you, and some are blinking their eyes, but their eyes are empty and repetitive.
Qiu suppressed her nausea and moved closer to a wall. All the kittens on the wall looked at her.
"Meow?" The shrill and flattering cry scared her so much that she almost screamed.
"I can't do it anymore." Daphne took Astoria outside to get some fresh air.
If you stay in this room for a long time, you will definitely suffer from serious mental pollution.
The twins mustered their courage and walked over to a small table covered with a lace tablecloth, on which a set of floral-patterned writing pens and inkwells lay neatly arranged. Next to the table was a pink chair with cushions and lace trim.
With trembling hands, Fred took out a piece of unlucky talisman from his multi-purpose belt and stuck it upside down on the seat cushion.
George took out his wand and whispered the spell several times before he finally succeeded in casting the Disillusionment Charm.
Hermione was standing in front of the bookshelf, looking at a set of copies of the education order placed in the most conspicuous position, and then moved her eyes to a book titled "Nail Your Opponent: An Introduction to Political Gaming".
She took a deep breath, squatted down and hid the set magic lantern at the bottom of the bookshelf.
Cedric walked cautiously towards the carved fireplace on the other side of the room.
The mantelpiece also has ruffles, and there are several vases of dried flowers next to it.
He shuddered inexplicably, put the entire box of emerald green endless mustard paste into the extinguished fireplace, and buried it with charcoal.
Qiu still didn't dare to get close to the wall. She turned and walked to the small table, picked up the ink bottle on it and replaced it with the Yin-Yang ink that only showed swear words.
After breathing in the fresh air, Daphne and Astoria finally came back in. They exchanged glances with a few people and looked at the closed dormitory door in tacit understanding.
The office is so abstract, it must be even more outrageous inside.
It's impossible to get in, it's impossible to get in in this lifetime.
"Sister." Astoria stretched out her little hand and handed Daphne a pink scream sachet.
"Let me think about it..." Daphne thought about it again and again, and finally threw it at the door.
After the "thrilling" action, the seven little ones quietly left the office.
Before leaving, Hermione did not forget to put the peephole back in place.
After a repair spell, all the marks left by the cat's claws disappeared.
After dawn, a scream that echoed throughout the castle came from the third floor.
Hermione, who was awakened, looked out the window in a daze, then closed her eyes and continued to sleep.
A moment later, the second scream came from the third floor. This time the sound was much softer, but sharp, thin and long.
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the third floor of the castle, Umbridge lay peacefully on the floor, cursing weakly.
Five minutes ago, she walked out of the room in her pink pajamas and found a sachet at the door and picked it up.
It's small and cute, and most importantly, it's her favorite color, pink.
But when she opened the sachet, she was so frightened by the scream that almost pierced her eardrums that she fell to the ground.
When she calmed down, she realized that someone had placed this thing at the door on purpose.
What a terrible person! He actually knew her preferences so clearly!
A vicious incident occurred on the first day of school. As the special education committee member appointed by the Ministry of Magic, of course I had to write a letter to report the situation immediately.
Umbridge sat down at the small table, quickly opened the drawer and took out a piece of parchment, but accidentally pinched her little finger when closing the drawer.
The fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain is piercing.
She screamed and took a long time to bend down to pick up the parchment that had fallen to the ground.
But when she stood up, she accidentally hit her head on the corner of the table and fell back into her chair in a daze.
This series of events is definitely not a coincidence. With such a sophisticated layout, the other party must have grasped her movements!
Umbridge reluctantly unscrewed the ink bottle and picked up a bluebell-patterned writing pen.
She dipped the ink in the parchment and began writing the report.
"Damn you bastard, idiot, bitch, idiot—"
Umbridge was shocked. She had clearly written "Dear Minister Cornelius Fudge", so how could it become a swear word?
"Pervert, scumbag and shit, bullshit Dick."
She was completely stunned and shook the pen in her hand vigorously.
A few drops of ink were splashed onto the parchment, slowly forming curse words:
"Stinky bitch, trash, ugly freak, crazy bitch..."
Umbridge was trembling all over and breathing heavily like a toad.
Her eyes widened and her face twisted as she tore the parchment into pieces.
What a hateful person! He actually used such dirty and vicious words to curse my gentle and sweet self.
If writing a letter doesn't work, then go back to the Ministry of Magic.
Umbridge swore to make the other person regret scolding her. She would use the cruelest punishment in the world and make this person kneel in front of her and repent for a hundred years.
"Ah——" With a scream, she just stood up and fell heavily to the ground because she stepped on a piece of parchment.
Outside the window, the clear sky suddenly turned into heavy rain, and her weak curses were eventually drowned out by the heavy sound of the rain.
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