Chapter 478 Harry: Empty, Lonely, Cold

Of course Fudge knew what kind of person Umbridge was and that she had a bad reputation, but so what?

As long as you can complete your tasks well, you will be an excellent subordinate.

Recently, Fudge found that there were not many people he could trust in the Ministry of Magic.

Umbridge was overjoyed, but remained reserved on his face: "Oh, Minister, you really think highly of me. But "I'm worried that Principal Dumbledore might not agree."

"I will communicate with him about this matter, and I believe he will give me a face." Fudge said confidently, "After all, Hogwarts also needs to keep pace with the times and accept some new educational concepts and methods. .

In fact, Fudge knew very well that the Ministry of Magic had long wanted to place its own personnel at Hogwarts.

It's just that Dumbledore has always refused the Ministry of Magic's infiltration with a strong attitude.

But this time it was different. Fudge felt that he had finally found a breakthrough, a reason that could make Dumbledore compromise.

"Don't worry, Minister." Umbridge promised hastily, "I will never let you down."

Fudge nodded slightly, then turned to her again: "Dolores, I still have an important task to give you.

He paused and emphasized, "I need you to pay close attention to Harry Potter's movements. If he dares to use magic in violation of the law, you must report it to me immediately."

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Umbridge's eyes, and she responded quickly:

"I understand, Minister. I will be vigilant at all times to ensure that I don't miss any information about Harry Potter."

Fudge looked at her with satisfaction, knowing that Umbridge had understood his intention.

——This is a trap for Harry Potter.

As long as that kid dares to use magic outside, he has enough reasons for Dumbledore to fire him.

In this way, he can further weaken Dumbledore's influence at Hogwarts, and at the same time teach Harry Potter a harsh lesson.

Umbridge nodded respectfully and exited Fudge's office.

She had already understood Fudge's intentions, and she also saw an opportunity for her own promotion.

She knew how to cleverly cater to Fudge's wishes and how to exploit the Minister of Magic's power and influence.

More importantly, she knew how to convince Fudge to regard her as one of the few trustworthy confidants.

Umbridge knew that as long as she earned Fudge's trust, she would be one step closer to being promoted to a higher position in the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters.

She took the position of director of the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic before she was 30 years old. After Jaina took full charge of the Legal Enforcement Department, she was transferred to the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters as the Deputy Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, and in this Having held the position for many years, he has accumulated a wealth of abilities, methods and insights.

She also knew that the Ministry of Magic had always been eager to occupy a place in Hogwarts Academy. If she could hold a key position in this matter, it would be of great help to her future promotion.

However, she also realized that there was an important prerequisite for her to seek this position, which was that she had to help Fudge deal with Harry Potter.

What Fudge just said reminded Umbridge that Harry Potter had violated the International Federation of Wizards' Statute of Secrecy many times before.

If he breaks the law again, the Ministry of Magic will have just cause to fire him.

And she felt that it was too stupid to passively wait for Harry to make a mistake.

She could have taken the initiative and forced Harry to use magic outside of school.

It's not difficult to force Harry Potter to use magic.

Just in time, Ji gave her the authority to control the dementors.

Umbridge believed that as long as the operation was done properly and no clues were left, Fudge would never delve into why the dementors were chasing Harry Potter, but would instead be happy to see the opportunity to expel the troublesome boy from Hogwarts.

This summer was the hottest summer Harry had ever seen in his life.

The once verdant grassland of the Muggles has turned yellow and fragile under the ruthless drought, as if it has been drained of its vitality by the years.

Because the drought is so severe that even watering hoses are strictly prohibited from being used, this land that was once full of vitality can now only survive under the scorching sun.

The residents of Privet Drive usually spend their leisure time cleaning their favorite cars or manicuring their lawns, but now these two pastimes are banned and have come to nothing.

They had no choice but to hide in a cool house and open the windows wide, hoping to catch a bit of non-existent cool breeze to dispel the stuffy heat in the house.

However, in this street that was steaming with heat, Harry was the only one who still stayed outdoors.

He was lying flat on his back in the flower bed outside No. 4 Privet Drive. The soil in the flower bed was dry and cracked, and a few stubborn grasses were struggling to survive in the gaps.

Harry closed his eyes, as if listening to the whispers in the wind, or eavesdropping on news from another world.

He would rather endure the scorching sun and mosquito bites here than go back to that suffocating house and face those unwarranted accusations and strange looks.

What made him feel even more uneasy was that since he received a letter from Ronald at the beginning of the vacation, he had been cut off from all news in the magical world. It felt like being thrown into an endless dark abyss, without even a faint trace of light.

After Sirius brought him back to the Muggle world, he left their temporary residence on Privet Drive under various excuses, and his whereabouts were unknown, leaving Harry alone here.

Whenever it was late at night and he was dreaming, Harry would suddenly sit up from his bed and read through the old magic books over and over again.

Only in these pages can he find a little comfort to calm his inner uneasiness and fear, telling him that that world is real and that it is not a dream.

However, when the pages of the book were turned and the spell was recited, he was still faced with an empty room and endless darkness.

That sense of depression and loss would be like a tide, drowning him again, leaving him unable to breathe, struggle, or escape.

Harry stared boredly at the sky above him. The sky was quite beautiful under the scorching sun, almost transparent blue, with a few white clouds lazily drifting by occasionally.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he caught something abnormal.

He sat up suddenly and subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands. In the distance, a small black dot flew from the sky. Harry's heartbeat accelerated instantly. He turned around to confirm that his Hedwig was still sleeping in the bedroom. So, what was this on the horizon -

He jumped up excitedly, but unexpectedly hit his head hard on the open window of the Dursley's house.

There was a loud "bang", and Aunt Petunia's frightened screams immediately came from the room.

Harry felt as if his head had been split in half. The pain made his vision darken, and tears welled up unconsciously... He ignored the blurred vision in front of him, shook his body and ran towards the street.

This move was undoubtedly a wise one, because not long after he ran out, he heard Uncle Vernon's angry roar.

Harry shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his vision. At the same time, he waved desperately to the owl in the sky, as if he was seeing a relative reunited after a long absence.

Fortunately, the weather was hot, and pedestrians on the street were hiding at home to escape the heat. No one stuck their heads out to watch this scene, otherwise they would definitely think he was a lunatic.

When the owl finally flew closer, words could not describe the joy in Harry's heart.

He recognized the creature that was flying toward him with wings spread as Levin's owl, Hermer.

Gently stroking Hermione's head, Harry felt a long-lost kindness and warmth.

He was finally exposed to that world.

He couldn't wait to untie the two letters tied to the owl's feet.

Harry picked up the envelope with slightly trembling fingers, feeling that the contents inside seemed heavy. Opening it carefully, three pieces of paper gently floated out - two letters and a photo.

He was first attracted by the photo.

Hermione, Zhang Qiu, Luna and Levin stood in front of a majestic and gorgeous castle. Their smiles were bright and warm, as if they could be transmitted through the photos to Harry's heart.

Harry looked at them in the photo, a happy smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Even her goddess appears in the photo - which obviously means that her relationship with Levin is very ambiguous.

Harry opened Levin's letter first, with an envious look on his face. How he wished he could be like Levin, staying with his good friends every day and using magic freely!

Although Levin's letter did not mention any news about the wizarding world, for Harry, being able to resume communication with the wizarding world was an exciting thing in itself.

Then Harry tore Hermione's letter open, his brows furrowing slightly.

"For some reason, I couldn't get in touch with you at the beginning of the holiday..." Hermione's writing was as neat and strong as ever, but Harry could feel the apology and worry between her words. 3.3 He understood that Hermione was a person with a strong sense of responsibility. If something important hadn't hindered her, she would not have missed contacting him.

......You should review your homework carefully, after all, we will soon face the ordinary wizard level exam. This is very important, not only related to our academic performance, but also affects what kind of jobs we can apply for in the future. I remember that you wanted to be an Auror [then you would have to be particularly prepared in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, and Charms classes.

As expected of Hermione, studying and taking exams are all things. When Harry saw this, he was both angry and amused.

"You can master a lot of knowledge during the summer vacation." Hermione encouraged in the letter, "As long as we get good grades, we can choose the N.E.W.T. subjects we need next year. In this way, it will be a long time before we can realize our dreams. It’s one step closer.”

It was still a long time before the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. Harry shook his head, folded the letter carefully, and put it in his pocket along with the photo.

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