Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Not only that, the professors at Hogwarts also disliked her because she drove Professor Trelawney away, sat in on the class and made trouble, and interrupted other people's classes from time to time.

However, this woman seemed unaware of it. Instead, she was immersed in her own world, thinking she had everything under control.

It's hard to imagine that one person could be so hated by an entire school.

"Mr. Creevey, let me guess, this is the first time you've been to my office this semester?"

Umbridge and Colin sat face to face. The former made a slightly pinched sound as if she was pinching her throat, but this sound came from the mouth of an old toad, which inevitably gave people goose bumps.

This is her room. Umbridge did not live in the professors' dormitory in the castle like Moody did. Instead, she found a room to live in alone (the same room that Lockhart had lived in).

The whole room is pink and decorated with many pink objects. It looks like the room of a teenage girl, full of girlishness. In fact, pink is the most depressing color. This is especially true for a room that is all pink.

It can easily make people nervous and irritable.

The walls of the room are covered with portraits of various cats, and the sound of meowing can be heard from time to time.

A single cat is cute, and so are a few cats, but a large group of cats screaming together is a torture.

However, Umbridge seemed to like this atmosphere very much. She liked cats, very much. Especially when she saw their furry appearance, she was very happy. She really liked the feeling of being surrounded by cats.

But she doesn't like to keep cats. She doesn't like the cats' shedding hair, the cats' scratching and jumping, the cats' smell, the cats' breathing and movement, and she doesn't even like cats that are alive.

So she filled her room with pictures of cats, but she doesn't own any herself.

Chapter 378 I'm sending you all to Azkaban

"I do not remember."

Colin turned his head away, trying hard not to look at the disgusting toad face opposite him.

"Wow, there are so many that I can't count them all, hehe~~"

Umbridge chuckled with her hands covering her mouth in a very exaggerated expression.

If the person opposite was really a young girl, then at least it would be pleasing to the eye, but since it was her sitting opposite, the tried-to-be-sounding voice would only make people feel sick.

Colin, as a normal person, thought the same, so he was even more reluctant to turn his head. Seeing that Colin had no reaction and no intention of answering the question, Umbridge took out a white feather pen and gently slid her fingertips across the feather.

This feather pen was used to punish Colin and the others. As long as they wrote with this pen, blood would be continuously drawn.

It is worth mentioning that this feather pen that can be used as a punishment tool is not a black magic item.

Just as Mr. Weasley left himself a way out when he formulated the regulations prohibiting the misuse of Muggle items, 'modified Muggle cars do not constitute a violation of the misuse of Muggle items', Umbridge, who participated in the compilation of the latest regulations on dark magic items, also left herself a way out.

So this quill pen was born.

This is why Umbridge dared to use it openly without worrying about being sued.

Moreover, she was much braver than Mr. Weasley, and she left herself more than one or two escape routes and loopholes.

Umbridge smiled, stared at Colin with her bulging "toad eyes", and said in a gentle tone: "Child, tell me, what are you going to do."

"Don't worry, I represent the Ministry of Magic for justice. No matter what you have done, we will forgive you."

"You are all still children. Have you been bewitched by someone? For example, a professor or a principal?"

If it was the first time you met her, it would be easy to be deceived by her appearance, but unfortunately this was not the first time Colin had dealt with her.

He knew clearly that the old toad was just talking.

The last sentence couldn't be more blunt, it was blatant misleading.

If it were any other young wizard, they would have directly blamed the professor.

Seeing that Colin was still reluctant to speak, the smile on Umbridge's face gradually disappeared, along with her patience, replaced by anger. This emotion made Umbridge's toad face look even more terrifying, and her tone also became harsh and mean.

Maybe this is her original character.

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

"My patience has its limits."

"I know you gathered together secretly. I know you gathered a lot of people. You are blatantly violating the regulations of the Ministry of Magic."

"Do you know what this means? You will be sent to prison, to Azkaban prison."

"If you don't want to be expelled from school and your parents will be implicated, then you'd better tell me immediately."

"As long as you tell me now, I will let you go. We can pretend that nothing happened and no third person will know."

When inducement failed, she turned to threats. Umbridge's expression and tone had a sense of "Xixi Material Wei Junjie".

If it were an ordinary little wizard, he would have been scared to tears and told everything by such a trick.

Unfortunately, the person she was facing was Colin, who took Harry Potter as his role model and was the leader of the Harry Potter Fans Club.

Even though he was frightened by the other party and his eyes began to turn red, he refused to say anything.

“Very good, very good.”

Umbridge returned to her previous appearance, and the speed of her expression changing was jaw-dropping.

"Do you think it will be alright if you don't tell me? Do you think I won't know if you don't tell me? Uh hehe~~~"

As she spoke, Umbridge twisted her fat buttocks, then opened the drawer and took out a small bottle filled with clear liquid.

"Oh, charming potion, full of charm."

Umbridge shook the bottle with an obsessed look on her face: "Do you know what this is?"

"It has a very pleasant name - Veritaserum."

"Just two or three drops will dig out the deepest secrets in your heart."

Colin stared at the small bottle in a daze. He knew about Veritaserum. Snape had introduced this potion in the Potions class. It could uncover the secrets in other people's hearts.

He didn't know why the word "truth serum" sounded pleasant, he just knew that he absolutely could not drink it.

"It is illegal to use truth serum without permission. You will be sent to Azkaban prison!"

Colin's forehead began to sweat and his expression began to become nervous.

"Not bad, not bad. You actually know the consequences of abusing Veritaserum. It's just that your understanding of the law is still very superficial." Umbridge seemed to admire Colin very much. "Let me correct you, Mr. Creevey. You are not a member of the Ministry of Magic. You are prohibited from abusing Veritaserum when you are engaged in work unrelated to the Ministry of Magic. You may be sentenced to Azkaban at the most."

This question is like the maximum penalty for a crime is death penalty, but that doesn’t mean that every crime will be punishable by death penalty.

"I am now the Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts of the Ministry of Magic. It is legal to use Veritaserum."

Colin's first reaction was to flee, but before he could act, he was hit by a binding spell and was fixed in place.

Umbridge walked slowly to Colin with a very short wand in her hand, and a giggle came out of her mouth. Although she thought she was very girlish, to Colin it was no different from the banshees' fatal songs.

"Eat it and tell me what you are going to do."

Umbridge roughly pinched Colin's mouth. Colin resisted desperately, but his strength was completely suppressed. Umbridge's fat body seemed to contain the power of "Nine Toads", and she forcibly pried Colin's mouth open.

Then she unscrewed the bottle and poured Veritaserum into Colin's mouth.

With a bang, the door was kicked open from the outside, and a group of people, or to be more precise, a group of little wizards holding magic wands, walked in one after another.

The cats in the portraits in the room seemed startled by the sudden noise, and disappeared from the frames screaming.

"Harry Potter, look at what you are doing? Who gave you the authority to break into the room of a professor and the Minister of Magic?"

Umbridge grabbed her short, thick wand and shouted angrily at the leader.

She saw the Auror lying on the ground out of the corner of her eye, so her voice suddenly rose several decibels: "What are you doing?! Look at what you have done?! You attacked the Auror?"

"I'm sending you all to Azkaban."

Is that heavy-taste reader who likes Umbridge and wants her to be the heroine still there?

Chapter 379 Umbridge is the Death Eater!

To be honest, facing a group of aggressive little wizards, especially those whose size was generally much larger than that of their peers, Umbridge was still a little scared.

But she couldn't give in, she knew how to deal with this situation.

We must take the initiative to intimidate them.

After all, they are just a group of minors. As long as they are moved out of the Ministry of Magic and Azkaban,

"It's hardly an attack, Madam Umbridge."

Draco, one of the leaders in the crowd, said this lightly. He turned the walking stick in his hand in a circle and strolled in Umbridge's office as if taking a walk, looking carefully at the decoration of the room. His casual expression and tone were exactly the same as Lucius'.

No, it should be said that he is more like a pure-blood wizard than Lucius of the same age.

"We are merely restraining the Aurors who were blinded by you."

Then he walked to Umbridge's desk, picked up the bottle of truth serum on the table seemingly casually, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then raised it high as if he had discovered a new world: "Look what you have done to this poor child?"

"Veritaserum!"

Draco did not question Umbridge, nor did he give her any chance to explain. He just handed the truth serum to the other young wizards to circulate.

'it is true! '

After confirming the authenticity of the potion, many senior wizards showed anger on their faces, with Gryffindor being the most emotional.

Then Draco casually glanced across the table again, this time he picked up the 'quill', put it to his nose and sniffed it gently.

"I smell blood."

"It's this pen. This pen can draw other people's blood. She let Colin write with this pen! There are scars all over the back of his hand."

A little fat man rushed out from the crowd and shouted at Draco.

"is it?"

Draco said softly. He still did not ask Umbridge, but did an unexpected move. He used the feather pen to write on the paper.

Lines of red words made of blood were written under the feather pen, and a scar immediately appeared on the back of Draco's hand.

"Ms. Umbridge, I think you should explain why you have such a thing in your office."

He asked Umbridge to explain, but he didn't even look at her. Instead, he held up the quill and showed the scar on the back of his hand to the other young wizards.

"Veritaserum, quills that are suspected to be dark magic items, are you planning to torture us in your office?"

"Now it's Colin, so who's next?"

With just a few words, Draco undermined the deterrence that Umbridge had just established and at the same time provoked the anger of other young wizards.

"This is a Ministry matter, you have no right to know."

"Ms. Umbridge, the Ministry of Magic's excuse is not very useful. The righteous Ministry of Magic will not do anything to harm young wizards. You are using the Ministry of Magic as an excuse to do something shameful."

Draco's goal is to let the young wizards beat her up collectively. No matter how powerful the Ministry of Magic is, you can try to lock up a group of young wizards. Locking up one is just killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, but locking up a group of them will probably cause a riot in advance and overthrow your regime.

And Umbridge did leave a way out in the regulations. The problem is that this thing is different from the magic car and cannot be brought to the stage. When wizards hear about the magic car, at most they will treat it as a joke and have fun with it. In more serious cases, they will be criticized by pure-blood wizards, and that's it.

The Ministry of Magic gives underage wizards items that could be used for dark magic.

What kind of public opinion do you think this news will cause?

Which parent can accept that their child is tortured in class at school?

The Ministry of Magic has been destroyed by you.

"You abuse truth serum, torture underage wizards for fun, and do evil in the name of the Ministry of Magic. I now have reason to suspect that you are a dark wizard."

When Draco said this, his eyes suddenly widened as if he had thought of something.

He looked at Umbridge in shock and said in a trembling voice: "You are a Death Eater!"

Draco, out of sight of everyone, had a glimmer of contempt in his eyes.

Umbridge is not the only one who can make accusations.

"You are talking nonsense! How could I be a Death Eater! I am the Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic and the Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts. I..."

Umbridge screamed loudly, even forgetting to pretend to be a girl. Umbridge was really panicking now, trying to use her own reputation to enhance her persuasiveness. She could find a way to solve other problems, but not this one. Once she was confirmed as a Death Eater, she was afraid that she would really have to spend the rest of her life in Azkaban.

She was interrupted again by Draco before she could finish her words.

"Our eyes are sharp! Stop making unnecessary explanations. Explanations are cover-ups, and cover-ups are real!"

"As everyone knows, our Malfoy family hates Death Eaters deeply and is always at the forefront of the fight against them."