Chapter 485: New Uses of Soul-Reading

Looking at the timid looks of several students, Umbridge understood that they would never speak up on issues concerning the club.

In this case, if no students step forward, it would be a complete dream to want to get involved in the management and approval of the society.

hateful!

It's really painful to see those students doing things in the name of the club but being unable to do anything about it.

Forget it, just stay away from anything related to Sebastian, lest these little guys sell themselves out again out of fear.

Umbridge put on a fake smile again: "Mr. Malfoy, your consideration is indeed very thoughtful. In this case, let's talk about something else."

"Have you heard of the Order of the Phoenix? It is an illegal organization formed by Dumbledore with the intention of disrupting the peace of the wizarding world and overthrowing the Ministry of Magic."

"Minister Fudge didn't care about this matter originally, but I am worried that Dumbledore will extend his evil hands to the students and then develop reserve members among them."

"If these poisonous tumors exist among the students, it will be difficult to change the current situation of Hogwarts no matter how hard we try."

When the Order of the Phoenix was mentioned, several students at the scene became interested and Malfoy immediately spoke up.

"I see. However, apart from the opening dinner, the principal rarely shows up at school. Even if he wants to recruit members, he doesn't have the time. Professor, are you worrying too much?"

"No, Mr. Malfoy, this just shows that the problem is very serious," Umbridge showed a worried look, "Don't forget Harry Potter and the Dark Arts Defense Society he created."

"It is clear that Dumbledore has recruited Harry Potter and arranged for him to develop influence among the student body."

"Don't worry, Professor. We will help you keep an eye on Harry Potter and tell you anything we find."

Malfoy immediately expressed his opinion, and then asked tentatively: "Professor, if you have any ideas, why don't you tell us so that we can help you with some advice."

Malfoy pricked up his ears, trying to remember what Umbridge was going to do to Harry.

Hehe, with this young master here, none of your plans against Harry will succeed!

However, to Malfoy's surprise, Umbridge waved her hand and said sweetly, "Hey, why would I target students? I just want to have a frank chat with Mr. Potter. It would be great if Mr. Potter could take the initiative to explain the Order of the Phoenix."

"Well, I think tonight is a good night. Mr. Montague, please go and call Harry Potter over. He and I have too many misunderstandings that need to be discussed."

Have a chat?

This confused Malfoy.

What do you and Harry have to talk about? No matter what Harry says, there is no way he can tell you anything about the Order of the Phoenix.

Malfoy was even more confused when he saw Umbridge call the house-elves and ask them to prepare biscuits, tea, pumpkin juice and butterbeer.

Is Umbridge a little too naive, thinking that she can make Harry surrender with just this little thing?

Suddenly, his eyes focused and he saw Umbridge take out a crystal vial and drop three drops of liquid into each of the drinks.

"Professor," Malfoy stammered, pretending to be frightened, "you wouldn't use poison, would you? If anything happens to Harry Potter, we would all be blamed."

poison?

The faces of the young wizards present changed drastically. Are the methods used by the Ministry of Magic officials so wild?

Even Harry Potter dared to poison?

"Don't get me wrong, I won't poison Mr. Potter," Umbridge glanced at the people whose faces changed drastically, "This is a truth serum, it has no harm to the human body, I just want Mr. Potter to tell the truth."

Truth serum!

A magic potion that will answer any question you ask after you drink it.

How dare Umbridge?!

Even the use of this potion was forbidden in Wizengamot trials, and yet she had used it against a student.

Malfoy's heart sank and he began to worry about Harry.

Umbridge's attitude of seeking peace from the beginning made it easy for people to let down their guard. If Harry drank one of the drinks, then...

Damn, this is too sudden. I have to think of something.

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Malfoy saw Montague walking in with Harry.

Why so fast?

"Mr. Potter, please take a seat." Umbridge entertained Harry warmly. If someone who didn't know the situation came, they would only think that she was an extremely kind professor.

Harry didn't rush to sit down. He glanced around the Defense Against the Dark Arts office and said expressionlessly.

"With such a big scene, professor, do you want these students to help you and teach me a lesson? Excuse me, except for Malfoy, the others are not good enough."

Hearing this, before Umbridge could say anything, Malfoy stepped forward and shouted.

"Potter, Professor Umbridge is just kind enough to ask you to have a chat, don't be shameless. If I really want to deal with you, I am enough."

Seeing Malfoy come forward, Harry glared at him fiercely. Just as he was about to fight back, he felt his brain block technique was attacked.

This is.......

Legilimency?!

Why did Draco use Legilimency on himself?

Suddenly, Harry saw that Malfoy's index finger and middle finger of his left hand were together. This was a dangerous gesture that the three of them had deliberately set up during the previous Black Lake Tournament to prevent poor signal transmission underwater.

However, after they had the underwater breathing agent, they gave up using gestures to convey information, so only Malfoy, Cedric and the other two knew this gesture.

So...is there really danger? What is Umbridge going to do?

Harry suddenly realized the significance of Malfoy's use of Legilimency.

"Malfoy, don't brag. We have competed so many times, how many times have you defeated me?"

At the same time, he also used Legilimency to look into Malfoy's eyes.

Without any hindrance, he saw what was going on in Malfoy's mind - there was truth serum in the drink!

My goodness, it turned out to be truth serum. Umbridge really has no bottom line.

Before they could say anything else, a sweet voice interrupted their argument.

"Mr. Potter, I have no intention of causing you any trouble."

She glanced at the students around her and smiled softly: "It was my negligence. How about this, Mr. Malfoy, you guys go wait for me outside the office first, so that I can have a good chat with Mr. Potter."

"No problem," Malfoy nodded, then threatened Harry, "Potter, be respectful to Professor Umbridge, or we can rush in at any time to make you suffer."