Chapter 619 The Oriole Is Behind

Umbridge interrogated Harry, and Filch listened with interest, a proud smile on his face.

The resentment in Harry's heart surged into his heart like a tide, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Who I talk to is none of your business!" he roared, his voice echoing in the empty office.

Umbridge's originally slack cheeks instantly tightened, and she stared at Harry coldly.

"Very well," she said in an eerily gentle tone, "Very well, Mr. Potter... I have given you the opportunity to confess to me. Since you choose to refuse, then don't I blame you for being rude. Filch————go get Professor Snape!”

Filch proudly put the little wizards' wands into his robes and left the room with a smile.

But Harry barely noticed him because he suddenly realized something crucial - he couldn't believe he had been so stupid as to forget about it.

He always thought that all the members of the Order of the Phoenix, those who could help him save Sirius, had left him. However, he was wrong. There is still one member of the Order who remains at Hogwarts - Snape.

Soon, footsteps were heard in the corridor again, and Filch walked into the room again, waiting for Snape's arrival with the door open. Harry tried to stay calm and deliberately kept a straight face, showing a calm expression.

Snape walked into the room with a cold expression, his eyes scanning every struggling student.

When he saw Harry, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

"You want to see me, Headmaster?" Snape asked.

Umbridge stood up with a smile on her face, trying to hide her annoyance and embarrassment.

"Ah, Professor Snape," she said, "Yes, I would like another bottle of Veritaserum, as soon as possible, please."

Snape looked at her coldly through greasy, curtain-like black hair.

"Last time you took away the last bottle of Veritaserum I used to interrogate the little wizard," he said slowly, "I guess you didn't finish it? I told you [the main drop is enough

"

Umbridge blushed, obviously hurt by Snape's words.

"Can you make some more?" She tried her best to sound sweet, but her little girl-like tone couldn't hide her inner annoyance.

Snape curled his lips and showed a sarcastic smile.

"Of course," he said, "that takes a full moon cycle to configure. So, I'll have it ready for you in about a month."

"A month?" Umbridge shouted gruffly, her voice rising like an irritated toad. "A month? But I need it tonight, Snape! I just saw Potter using my fire and someone or something. Contact some unknown person!"

Snape turned his head slightly, his eyes falling on Harry, and at that moment, a rare flash of interest flashed across his expression.

"Oh, really?" he said slowly, "That doesn't surprise me. Mr. Potter has never been very good at following our noble school rules."

His cold black eyes pierced into Harry's eyes like awls, and Harry stared back at him without flinching, while silently recalling everything he had seen in his dream.

He hoped that Snape could read the message in his heart and understand...

"I want to interrogate him!" Umbridge shouted. Snape's eyes left Harry and returned to Umbridge's violently twitching face. "I hope you can give me a potion to force him to tell me the truth!"

Snape shook his head gently, his voice calm and firm: "I've told you, I don't have any extra Veritaserum. Unless you want to poison Potter - if Wing wants to do that, I can Guarantee you, I'll be totally in your favor - otherwise I wouldn't be able to help you. The only trouble is, most venoms work so quickly that the person using them doesn't have much time to tell the truth."

Snape looked at Harry again, his deep black eyes seeming to be able to see into people's hearts.

Harry stared at him closely, trying his best to convey his inner anxiety through his eyes.

The horrific scene of Voldemort capturing Sirius in the Department of Mysteries kept replaying in Harry's mind.

He desperately wanted Snape to understand all this, his eyes full of pleading and anticipation.

"In that case, you can go," Professor Umbridge shouted sharply, and Snape looked at her again, raising his eyebrows slightly. "You may go, Severus Snape

I'll report back to Secretary Fudge on your performance.

Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, seemingly not surprised by Umbridge's reaction.

"Oh, yes, please." He bowed sarcastically to her, then turned to leave.

"He's got Padfoot!" Harry suddenly yelled, "He's got Padfoot where that thing is!"

Harry said hurriedly that he had no idea that McGonagall had left, so he thought this might be the last chance to inform the Order of the Phoenix, so he quickly reminded him while Snape was still there.

Snape's hand was already on the door handle of Umbridge's office, but when he heard Harry's words, he stopped.

Professor Umbridge also looked at Harry eagerly, and then at Snape, his face full of confusion and confusion.

"Padfoot?" she shouted. "What is Padfoot? What's hidden somewhere? What does he mean, Snape?"

Snape's expression became stagnant in an instant. He slowly turned his head and replied expressionlessly: "I don't know." Then, he opened the door without hesitation and walked out.

"Very good," Umbridge's voice was trembling, and she held her wand tightly, "Very well...I have no other choice...this is better than school discipline." More importantly...it's about the security of the Ministry of Magic...yes...yes...

She seemed to be talking to herself, trying to convince herself that the action she was about to take was the right one, her body swaying uneasily from side to side, tapping her wand on her empty palm, her eyes fixed on Harry, and her breathing quickened.

Harry looked at her and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Without his wand, he seemed to have lost all support.

"You forced me to do this, Potter..." Umbridge's voice was full of helplessness and annoyance, "I really don't want to, but special circumstances require special handling...I'm sure the minister will understand. My, I have no choice

She shook her head, as if to get rid of the hesitation and struggle in her heart. Then, she glanced at the other people present, made up her mind, turned to Filch and said: "Filch, take them out and close the door. Take it with you and wait outside the principal's door."

"Harry!" Ronald shouted in horror, but Filch beside him had already grabbed his arm firmly.

"As you command, Headmaster." Filch replied respectfully, then dragged Ronald and the others out of the room.

After the others were led out by Filch, Umbridge grabbed Harry by the collar. Her strength was unexpectedly strong, and Harry could barely stand. He was dragged staggeringly by her, walking up the stairs behind the principal's office, and finally entered a dark attic.

Umbridge muttered as he roughly threw Harry into a brown-red chair. She pointed her wand at Harry, her usual sweet smile now gone, replaced by a fierce and determined look.

"You left me... with no choice..." she said through gritted teeth, the tip of the wand flashing a dangerous light, "[Heart-piercing, it should make you open your mouth."

Harry stared into Umbridge's eyes without fear, trying to find any flaw in the woman's vicious eyes.

Although he was frightened in his heart, he tried to remain calm on the surface.

"How dare you!" Harry snapped, "I will report you!"

"As long as Connelly doesn't know." Umbridge curled her lips contemptuously. She knocked down the photo of Cornelius Fudge on the table with her hand wearing an emerald ring, and a sly smile flashed on her face, "For example. He never knew - or pretended not to know - that I ordered the dementors to chase you last summer. In short, he will not know things that he should not know. But he will be happy to have someone Chance will fire you, and I will fire you now. Just give you an Oblivion Curse afterward, Potter."

How can it still be like this?!

Harry's heart sank suddenly and his eyes widened in horror. Umbridge's words gave him a small, dark shock.

Umbridge chuckled proudly, but what she didn't know was that although Harry's expression was tense because of her threat, it was more because he suddenly saw the scene behind Umbridge - the figure of Levin Green suddenly The [Invisibility Technique] was released and revealed.

Levin's appearance ignited a glimmer of hope in Harry's heart. Umbridge happened to have his back turned to him and did not notice Levin's arrival at all.

Levin was leaning on the chair, his black dress jacket draped casually over his shoulders, and his legs wearing high dragon leather boots were crossed on the table.

His eyes were calm and deep, and when his eyes met Harry's, he nodded slightly. Then, he raised his hand and raised his index finger to his lips, signaling Harry not to reveal his presence.

When he put down his hand, he pointed at an arcane eye lying on the table. The focus of the arcane eye was exactly on Umbridge and Harry.

Harry immediately understood Levin's intention. He wanted to record evidence of Umbridge's illegal use of the Unforgivable Curse, and planned to knock her down from the official side.

Although Harry did not study the law deeply, he also knew that "attempted use of the Unforgivable Curse" and "completed use of the Unforgivable Curse" were two completely different crimes. However, for Umbridge to "use the Unforgivable Curse," it means that he must endure the pain caused by the spell.

However, in order to overthrow Umbridge's rule and bring Dumbledore back, Harry was willing to endure this pain.

Thinking of this, a determined look appeared on his face, and he glared at Umbridge without fear.