Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way - Chapter 398

c383 The Curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts

After the students left, the auditorium soon became empty.

The teachers all returned to their private offices, and everyone left in small groups, except for the unpleasant pink toad.

However, Umbridge didn’t care about this, at least there was no abnormal expression on her face, and she returned to the office alone.

Although Umbridge is a senior investigator at the Ministry of Magic, she is technically a member of the professors.

So Umbridge also has an office of her own – the original Defense Against the Dark Arts professor’s office.

After taking over the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, Professor Snape refused to change locations and still used his underground office. He also swapped the locations of the Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions classes.

Professor Slughorn, on the other hand, felt that the original Defense Against the Dark Arts office was not grand enough, not worthy of his position, and did not allow him to enjoy life.

So he applied to Principal Dumbledore to reopen his former office——

The location is very high, you can see the Quidditch pitch from the window, and you can enjoy the sunshine every morning in the office.

Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal in charge of the school’s teaching funds, has always been economical and could not bear to see the Defense Against the Dark Arts office idle.

Although this office is annoying to people, it would be a shame to let it go to waste, and Umbridge needs a place to live.

So after careful consideration, Professor McGonagall “kindly and generously” assigned it to Umbridge.

Anyway, if people dislike dogs, it won’t stop the toads from living, right? Maybe toads are better suited to this environment!

Professor McGonagall even praised her own wit and decided to reward herself with the money saved to buy two more magic materials so that she could conduct one more experiment on transfiguration.

Umbridge quickly returned to her office, closed the door forcefully, and casually hung a black and gold necklace on the door handle.

There are a lot of lilac lines attached to the necklace. When the chain touched the door handle, the interior of the room suddenly felt separated from the castle.

This feeling of separation only appeared for a moment, and was quickly connected to the black magic in the upper levels of a certain castle, and then disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, in a certain room in the castle.

A dark, mist-like magic suddenly surged and filled the entire room.

The room suddenly shimmered with golden light, compressing the black mist and completely confining it to a small area.

However, the golden light was not completely successful. The magic in the form of black mist seemed to be getting stronger and was eroding the space occupied by the golden magic bit by bit.

This kind of erosion is not powerful in terms of strength alone, but it is like bone-eating maggots that cannot be erased or gotten rid of, and it is extremely disgusting.

After a while, silence returned to the room.

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In the former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor’s office, after hanging up the necklace, Umbridge sat down at the table.

This office had already changed a lot. Everything was covered with lace cloths and tablecloths.

Several vases filled with dried flowers were placed on top of the cabinet, with delicate little cushions placed under the vases.

Hanging on one wall is a set of decorative plates, each featuring a large, colorful cat with a different bow around its neck.

These cats look very lusty, but combined with the surrounding environment… I can only say that they are very disgusting.

Umbridge fiddled with the decorations a few times, looking as intoxicated as a little girl, before finally waving her wand to summon letter paper and a quill.

It was late at night, but her mission was not completed yet, and she still needed to report to Fudge and her new master.

Considering that Fudge has been busy fighting for power and cannot have the time to collect evidence from Slytherin’s little wizard, Umbridge naturally writes freely on the letter paper.

In her words, her humble performance at the Hogwarts opening dinner turned into an arrogant one. The entire Hogwarts felt the determination of the Ministry of Magic and was greatly shocked.

At the same time, Umbridge assured Fudge that she would be able to obtain evidence of Dumbledore’s crimes within half a year at most and successfully overthrow him.

After finishing the letter and sending it off, Umbridge looked at the owl’s retreating figure with a vicious expression on her face.

After a while, she suddenly came to her senses and rolled up the sleeve of her left arm.

This sleeve has probably been modified and is looser than the sleeve on the right arm, but the cuff at the wrist is firmly attached to Umbridge’s skin, leaving no gaps.

After her sleeves were rolled up, Umbridge’s left arm was exposed to the light.

There’s a Dark Mark there.

However, this Dark Mark is different from the Dark Marks of other Death Eaters. The big python coming out of the skull’s mouth seems to come to life.

At this time, the two teeth of the python seemed to have a three-dimensional effect, sinking under Umbridge’s skin.

Every once in a while, some blood will emerge from the place where the teeth and skin touch, and it will be quickly swallowed by the Dark Mark.

Umbridge gritted her teeth and pressed hard on the Dark Mark.

At the same time, her toad face was instantly full of respect and obedience, and her originally delicate voice became normal:

“My greatest master, your most loyal servant Umbridge reports to you on the progress of the mission.”

“I’ve infiltrated Hogwarts. Once I’m settled, I can go look for the item.”

“Dumbledore doesn’t completely believe me and is wary of me, and other professors are also hostile to me. But Fudge still maintains his trust in me…”

“I didn’t see her. That Sybill Trelawney didn’t show up at the opening dinner, but my current position is more convenient and I can keep an eye on him.”

“Yes…yes…your most loyal servant will definitely complete the tasks assigned by the great master, and there will be absolutely no mistakes, even if it means sacrificing his life.”

After a while, Umbridge covered the mark on her sleeve again, took off the necklace from the door, and hid it deep in the box.

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At the same time, in the principal’s office.

Professor Dumbledore was sitting behind the table in his nightgown, with a copy of “Transfiguration Today” spread out in front of him, and a special drink in his hand that had a ratio of honey to water of nearly 10:1 and looked extremely viscous.

However, he frowned at this time and did not read a book, nor did he drink his favorite special honey water.

Professor Dumbledore just stared ahead, as if his vision penetrated the wall and saw a room on the same floor.

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…(End of chapter)