The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Hogwarts is hell to Umbridge...

The school administrator, Filch, looked at the messy corridor, and simply put his hands together, no matter what, Professor Trelawney, who was retired early by Umbridge, watched a good show with sherry every day.

"Look, I told you a long time ago that she must have a catastrophe!" Trelawney took a big gulp of sherry, and the sweetness of the grapes made her feel better.

Professor McGonagall on the side didn't think so, just pushed his glasses, sat calmly on the chair in the auditorium, looked at the screaming Peeves, and rarely stopped him...

When Peeves twisted the hanging lamp hanging over the head of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she even secretly told it: 'should be turned to the right'

"Really? I think it must be like this... There is no need for prophecy." Professor McGonagall still refuted the divination that he was not optimistic about.

Born too late to see Dumbledore's power when he was young; born too early to explore Hogwarts; born just right to laugh at others with the 'Savior'.

On the first day, Harry and his friends secretly went to the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and released a wild Niffler through the crack of the door... which was caught by Hermione in Smaug's cave.

Ginny also joined in, and she secretly said to Hermione: "The most romantic thing in this world must be playing pranks with the one you like! George and Fred really didn't lie to me!"

According to Madam Pomfrey from the school infirmary, the wild Niffler bit off one of Umbridge's fingers just for a gold ring on it.

The next day, Peeves lit the 'Cyrus-like fireworks' made by the Weasley twins....

It was a wonderful day:

The entire corridor on the third floor was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Smaug made of sparks roared and rammed around recklessly, and then split into a group of cavalrymen and blew the door of the office.

"who is it!!"

Umbridge's right hand was still wrapped in gauze, and the index finger was still in the state of being attached, so the posture of holding the wand was extremely awkward. She ran out angrily, and her hair was still smoking.

"It's Peeves...Professor" Monty's face was covered in red rashes, and fear crept up his spine.

"What happened to your face?"

"Someone threw a potion into the food!" Daphne retracted her hands into her sleeves when she saw Pansy's gaze, "Most people in the investigation team have been tricked..."

'Vasivadi! '

Malfoy tried to resist with a spell, but Peeves didn't seem to be afraid, and kept his chest upright. A white barrier lit up in front of it, blocking the 'explosive' fireworks returning the same way.

It's a prank badge made by George and Fred with a temporary Iron Armor Charm on it.

"Traitor! Pink Toad!"

Peeves turned his ears exaggeratedly, and heard the laughter coming from the hall, so he worked harder. Stitch threw the big dung eggs high, and Peeves caught them all, and threw them at the investigation team members and umbridge.

"Catched one... Now I lead by five points... Ah no! Ten!!" Peeves took the stink and dung eggs to a new level, throwing them in different ways.

"They're going to run!" A lion cub reminded.

Umbridge and the investigation team ran to the other side, avoiding the pursuit of Peeves and Stitch. They were cursing and no one dared to pant no matter how tired they were running.

But at the end of the corridor, at the intersection leading to the viaduct, where you can breathe fresh air....

"Look at the trick! This is our devil's net with a radius of 50 meters to catch the ball!"

"Now the Gemini combination leads by ten!"

George and Fred, who had been ambushing here for a long time, dropped two melon grenade-like things, but the moment they exploded, a huge devil's net covered the entire narrow space.

For a moment, the intersection of the corridor looked like an abandoned palace in the forest, and the surrounding walls and ceiling were slowly creeping devil's nets.

"Fired! You are... expelled...!" Umbridge struggled with all his might.

The stench that poured into her nose and the dung mucus that covered her entire face made her forget to chant the spell. When she opened her mouth, the dung liquid, which seemed to be diluted excrement, would flow into her mouth...

"Are you capable of catching us?" George patted his butt proudly with his back turned to her.

On the fourth day, the whole school began to popularize the Bubble Head Curse. After all, no one likes the smell of rotten eggs and unflushed toilets. Everyone is happy to watch the jokes of Umbridge and those bastards.

Maybe it was dissatisfaction, or maybe it was out of resistance, on weekends after class, Luna would always go to the basement and call Astoria to the door of the Slytherin lounge.

Although there is a little snake who will secretly and kindly convey the news, Luna still cannot see her friend.

Astoria hugged herself, curled up in the bed tent, and hid in the bed. She listened to her roommates talking about the excitement outside, and she felt a little yearning in her heart, but she was stifled by herself in the end.

'Can I go back? 'She knew that other people would have some grievances, and at the same time she thought she deserved it.

She hated herself, she also hated Daphne, and she hated Umbridge and her own Greengris family even more... Everything was for the benefit of the family, so when would she be able to make a clean break?

As exam week at OWLS drew nearer, George and Fred's live-action drama became more and more exaggerated, and they even brought out the Death Star.

"A smaller version of the Death Star...a good helper for chasing the enemy, the first choice of the Empire boys!" Fred still didn't forget to hand out leaflets while running.

The size of the Death Star is about the size of Hagrid's fist. According to George and Fred's manipulation, they will follow Umbridge, Malfoy and others, and issue the 'jiujiu' shatter spell to smash the enemy's clothes.

This can even be used as a weapon... Hermione guessed, if the spell on the engraving is strengthened, can it be used as an assassination weapon?

Think about it... A small ball comes out of the ventilation duct without a sound, and then a powerful cutting spell or crushing spell is cast!

On this day, the sound of reading in the auditorium was very loud, and the appearance of Goyle and Crabbe running naked caused everyone to laugh even louder. It seemed that Hogwarts had returned to its original appearance, and it was no longer so lifeless.

As for whether the wind is cool or not?Then you have to ask the group of people in the investigation team.

Umbridge even mobilized the Ministry of Magic Aurors guarding the gates of Hogwarts to catch George and Fred, but even so, there was nothing Peeves could do.

"Idiot...haha!" George looked at the Auror who was running in a hurry, stretched out his hand, and shouted, "Here comes the broom!"

Filch wiped his sweat, looked at the newly repaired wooden door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, there was a bang in the room, accompanied by the whipping of iron chains.

The reaction of many times of wits and courage with the Weasley twins, the muscle reflex produced caused him to lie down.

The two broomsticks were still tied with iron chains, smashed open the door, and flew straight into the hands of George and Fred. They sat straddling them, shuttled among the Ministry of Magic officials, and scattered invisible gas.

Seeing the enemy's blushing face, unable to breathe, Hermione knew that the twins had cast throat-sealing gas.

"What? Umbridge transferred all the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts?!" Fudge, who was far away in the office, kept running, receiving news from France, "What does she want to do!"

The message from the French Ministry of Magic is that Beauxbatons has just Apparated (actually a portal) and left.

Fudge assigned the Aurors to various places in the UK just to find Cyrus. Now that Umbridge has mobilized some people, wouldn't there be more blank space?

You know, the Aurors haven't had any fresh blood for nearly three years, and there are few people in the first place, so she still messes around!

"Umbridge says two students rioted at Hogwarts..."

"Fart! Even if Hogwarts riots, they won't be able to escape!" The Aurors scattered around were able to stop people from the two academies and seal off the school at the same time.

In this way... the Ministry of Magic is even more passive.

Hermione caressed the cloak with her fingers, and with a light leap, she floated to the roof of Hogwarts Castle. She was standing on the top... getting closer... getting closer...

She felt a familiar breath.