Chapter 1215 Umbridge's Investigation

Umbridge's knock was polite, but she was a little rude once she entered.

"Professor Snape, the environment here—" She covered her nose and came to the workbench piled with potion materials, "You must have had a hard time, right?"

Snape had a cold face and said nothing.

The bat cave has always been like this for so many years. What's wrong with the dark and humid environment?

Umbridge ignored his attitude and casually picked up a can of purple to black viscous liquid on the workbench. "Professor Snape, what is this?"

"Concentrated Acromantula venom."

"Ah?" She screamed and threw the entire jar into the air.

Snape quickly took out his wand and cast a spell. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise this week's work would have been in vain.

He held the jar tightly, making sure it was not broken, and glared at Umbridge.

However, the other party did not feel the slightest bit of guilt and even frowned.

"Professor Snape, the venom of the Acromantula is a dangerous substance that requires strict control. I would like to ask, did you report to the Ministry of Magic before starting the enrichment work?"

A master of potions actually needs to report when handling dangerous items?

Snape's expression grew even colder. "No."

"Oh my..." Umbridge widened her eyes exaggeratedly, "This is illegal, Professor Snape, you are so confused."

No, this is also considered illegal operation? What about the small workshops outside?

Snape's thin lips trembled slightly. "I didn't know it was necessary to report in advance."

Umbridge smiled widely, "It's okay, you know now."

She walked over to several old wooden cabinets that occupied an entire wall and casually opened a door.

It was packed full of magical materials, and some of the items looked a bit like prohibited items.

"Professor Snape, what bird's feather is this?"

"The feather of the Silent Bird."

"Oh my..." Umbridge's tone became even more strange, and her eyes, as big as copper bells, were about to fall out. "The feathers of the Silent Bird are one of the main ingredients of Veritaserum. Their collection requires special permission from the Ministry of Magic."

She gently shook the feather in her hand and smiled sweetly, "Professor Snape, may I ask where you got it from?"

Snape's face turned pale. "This is a gift given to me by someone else."

"Who?" Umbridge's eyes were focused on his sallow face, as if looking for flaws.

"I forgot."

"is it?"

If looks could kill, Umbridge would be a corpse by now.

Snape hissed like a snake. "Professor Umbridge, what do you want?"

Umbridge slowly put down the feather. "I'm investigating, investigating every corner of the school."

It turned out that he was looking for trouble. Snape's thin lips trembled violently.

Umbridge opened the second cabinet door on her own, and inside was a golden finished potion.

Snape's eyes suddenly widened. It was obvious that a few bottles of potion were missing. It must have been stolen by those little bastards.

His reaction made Umbridge's eyes sparkle. "Professor Snape, are there any contraband in these potions?"

"No." Snape's tone was extremely certain.

"Hmm~" Umbridge's short, fat fingers gently slid across the bottles of potions. "My knowledge of potions is limited. Can you introduce them to me one by one?"

Snape walked quickly towards her reluctantly.

He first took a deep look at the empty seats, then began to introduce them with gritted teeth.

Blood tonic, water of life and death, wolfsbane potion, soothing agent, bruise remover, hiccup water, lily essence potion...all of them are common in the market, but are high-quality potions that have undergone in-depth formula improvements.

Contraband? Not at all. Those few bottles of even remotely valuable potions were all stolen by the bastards.

Snape's tone became increasingly harsh and his attitude became increasingly impatient.

Umbridge was very patient and even took out a small notebook to write down each potion.

After introducing the above lines, it’s time to move on to the ones at the bottom.

However, Snape stopped, his face full of uncooperativeness.

How could Umbridge let him go? She was sure that the silver threads in the bottles were contraband.

"Professor Snape, please continue."

Snape said nothing, his narrow black eyes filled with suppressed rage.

His eyelids drooped slightly, but it couldn't hide the sharpness of his eyes. "These are my memories."

Umbridge was puzzled for a moment, then bent down and brought the toad's large, flabby face closer.

It does look like memories extracted by a magic wand. To be on the safe side, I'd better open it and check it out.

She stretched out her short hand, and Snape's gaze suddenly became like a poisoned steel needle, as if he would stab her with all his strength if she dared to touch the bottle.

He slammed the cabinet door shut. "Have you finished reading it?"

His face looked like a dead person, which made Umbridge even more excited.

If I'm not mistaken, these memories are definitely evidence of a crime that cannot be seen in public.

A mere former Death Eater actually dared to defy the Senior Under-Secretary of the Ministry of Magic?

She sneered, "No, Professor Snape, please move aside."

Snape's expression was gloomier than ever before. Even when Vincent had left him speechless in class, he had never shown such an expression.

The strange atmosphere did not last long, because the default "beep, beep" ringtone of the magic communicator suddenly rang.

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Snape raised his sleeves expressionlessly, revealing the most high-end and luxurious magic communicator of the Nobili brand.

It was a video call from Lucius. Contacting him at this time must mean something very important.

"Who is it?" Umbridge's voice was so sweet that it was sickening.

"Lucius Malfoy."

Her attitude suddenly changed drastically, and the hostility in her eyes also weakened a lot. "It's Mr. Malfoy's communication. That's all for today."

She put away the small notebook and said, "Professor Snape, I hope that next time I come over, you can carefully clean up all the contraband."

Snape stared at her extremely uncomfortable toad-like face with an almost still gaze, as if telling something silently.

Umbridge was very tactful and left the office slowly.

If it weren't for Lucius, she would have completed Fudge's task and collected evidence against the former Death Eater.

Hogwarts Castle is so big that there is plenty of space to make a big difference.

Shortly after Umbridge left, Snape, who had calmed down, answered the video call.

Lucius on the projection screen looked even more haggard. If you looked closely, you could see a few strands of white hair mixed in with his long, soft golden hair.

"Severus, he wants to see you."

Snape's pupils contracted instantly, and his ill feelings towards Umbridge disappeared completely, leaving only the tension of being under long-term high pressure.

His sallow face turned pale and weak, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

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