The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Every time Umbridge posted a new rule on the bulletin board, Cyrus would make up a 'headmaster's rule explanation' to play with words, and even Snape sometimes wondered if Dumbledore did it on purpose... ...

Deliberately hiding in one place, quietly using this method to disgust the senior investigator.

"Joke, since that's the case, why didn't you close the Gobstone Club?" Zacharias spat, looking at the pure bloods passing by with contempt, he was very mean to those who didn't like it.

"Because we didn't give her money?" Harry crossed his arms and followed them to the Quidditch pitch, "Malfoy's father gave Minister Fudge a lot of gold"

"whispering sound!"

And Cyrus turned around the long corridor, and waited until people were almost gone before slowly coming to the third floor. Because the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is also here, Umbridge accidentally bumped into him in the corridor. he.

She hid at the corner and stretched her head, only to hear Cyrus yell "Ice Strawberry Pudding" to the two stone beasts, and then walked into the hidden secret door.

'He did hide! ' thought Umbridge smugly, thinking Dumbledore had been at school all along.

"Ice...ice strawberry pudding~" She cleared her throat, and weakly repeated Cyrus' password to the stone beast, but there was no response, and the two gargoyles just stared at her.

"Ice-Strawberry-Pudding"

Umbridge tried several times, but found that there was still no response, no matter whether she had a high-pitched voice, or frowning in a rough voice, it was useless to imitate Cyrus' voice with difficulty.

She kicked the stone beast angrily, but knocked her own foot.

"Ms. Umbridge... what are you doing here?" Professor McGonagall saw the rude scene as soon as he came over, his mouth was pursed, and the corners of his mouth were bent downward.

"Ah...Professor McGonagall~" She straightened up, her red right foot was still trembling slightly, "You know, the score from the Ministry of Magic came out, I need to report to Principal Dumbledore...but I Saying the password is useless"

"Headmaster Dumbledore is not at school, I think I made that very clear"

McGonagall looked at her with condescending eyes, crossed her fingers and crossed them in front of her abdomen. Umbridge's behavior seemed to her to be vexatious.

From the moment she stepped into Hogwarts, the other party didn't take the school seriously.

"No...but I just saw...a student..." To McGonagall's surprise, Umbridge could still smile sweetly despite the pain, "Besides, there are still There is a notice from the principal"

Umbridge's teeth itch with anger as soon as he mentioned the word games in "Explanation of the Headmaster's Regulations".

Umbridge (Education Order): Any teacher or student who truly opposes the senior investigator will be reviewed, and those who fail the review will be expelled directly!

Cyrus (Principal): The review process is handled by Vice Principal McGonagall.

Umbridge (educational order): All gatherings, parades, clubs, etc. without the permission of the senior investigator will be included in the assessment and scoring, and any gathering activities must be approved by the investigator.

Cyrus (Principal): That's right, but it's okay to get together for chatting and self-study. Any gatherings identified by Vice-Principal McGonagall must be approved by the investigator.

Umbridge (Education Order): The High Inquisitor has the power to punish, expel, and modify the authority of teachers.

Cyrus (principal): Although the position is expelled, you are not allowed to leave the school without the permission of the principal. The right to modify is only valid for 'teachers', not for the principal and vice principal.

After a series of interpretations, Umbridge's punch was like hitting a spring. Not only did it not cause any damage to the opponent, but it bounced back and punched himself.

"Student?" Professor McGonagall thought he had misheard, and a shocked light flickered behind the square glasses, "Maybe you misread...there are many secret passages in the school, and it may just happen to be because of the angle, which made you misread "

"impossible...."

Umbridge gritted his teeth and defended desperately, but Professor McGonagall remained silent, as if he was watching a roadside acrobat.

"Then...Professor McGonagall, please open the door, I'll go and have a look." She vaguely threatened, "If I haven't discussed with the principal, I'm afraid there are a little... few professors left after the grading."

"Then let's wait until they can all leave Hogwarts!" McGonagall said indifferently, "Except for accidents and voluntary resignations, most professors are lifelong...no one can leave Hogwarts until the contract is completed. Watts"

"Liar! This is a castle!!"

"Why do you think Professor Binns is still here?" The professor had a bad idea, "A thousand-year-old ghost... because he was bound by Hogwarts..."

Umbridge was taken aback. Looking at the flickering torches in the corridor, she couldn't help getting goosebumps. She was a little worried about her future.

"Don't worry, you are just an agent and you will not be left behind. My suggestion is to drink a cup of hot milk and go to bed early... You must be too tired today, and you have hallucinations because you miss Principal Dumbledore"

"Maybe..." Umbridge was driven away by McGonagall, even intimidated and coaxed.

Mag sighed, twisted his body, and the aged waist made a crisp sound.

Because of those announcements, Cyrus handed over many rules of word games to Professor McGonagall. As the vice-principal, who now has one of the real powers among the professors, he is even more tired.

All affairs, big and small, have to go through her review.

"Mint Herb..."

Professor McGonagall looked at the stone statue expressionlessly, and suddenly spoke in such a low voice that she could only see her lips moving ten meters away.

By the time they stood in front of the oak door on the eighth floor, they could already hear the portraits inside making noise, especially Blake, who seemed to be yelling that the Sorting Hat's singing was ugly, while the Sorting Hat was cursing back.

"Slytherin... full of old people and weird guys ~ Hufflepuff...the people there are very kind~"

"It's hard to sing," Professor McGonagall stood at the door and said to himself.

"Okay, okay, stop boasting." She seemed to hear a familiar voice, and the other party was a little embarrassed, "Slytherin is nothing wrong, that Astoria is very good..."

Cyrus was leaning leisurely on the chair, with his legs crossed on the table and his arms resting behind his head. He put the Sorting Hat on the table, and because someone listened to him chatting, the Sorting Hat began to praise him.

Suddenly the oak door was opened, and Cyrus, who had his eyes closed, didn't know that Professor McGonagall had entered.

"Principal Black~ Does Umbridge have any new plans?"

Cyrus heard the hoarse singing of the Sorting Hat stop abruptly, and when he realized something was wrong, he opened his eyes and found a dark green robe imprinted on his eyes.

He raised his head stiffly, and found Vice Principal McGonagall looking at him with interest.

"I thought Albus was really back." Her squinted eyes flashed a dangerous signal, and Cyrus was almost as proficient as Dumbledore in throwing the blame.

Everything is 'in the charge of Deputy Headmaster McGonagall', and then he walks around the castle by himself.

"Ahem..." Cyrus immediately put down his legs, wiped the table with his sleeves, and honestly helped Professor McGonagall to sit down, "Hey...You go ahead, I'll go to Quidditch training right away."

He didn't even dare to say how he got in, since the professor didn't ask, then just pretend nothing happened.

"Wait~"

Under the mocking and chuckling eyes of the principals, Cyrus stopped in place. He found that the Sorting Hat was snoring proficiently, but when Professor McGonagall called him, Cyrus didn't dare to breathe out.

"Remember to prepare for the OWLS exam." McGonagall waved her hand without raising her head.

"Okay~"