Chapter 545 Opening the Door (Revised, Sincere Thanks to Leader Ling Moyu)
"I'll go over and take a look first and get the exchange students settled. Dolores is waiting for me at the door of the principal's office." Allen waved gently and exchanged a few words with Hermione. After a burst of fire, Allen turned into The figure of Phoenix disappeared.
"Thank you so much, Professor Harris!" Umbridge was so excited that her voice was out of tune when she answered. She made a sound like a pug, even though Ellen had disappeared, Umbridge Richie bowed to the place where he disappeared, then turned around and ran towards the principal's office with his short legs.
Allen's feet landed gently and quietly on the solid ground, "Hey, Allen Harris, how did you..." A cold voice fell silent just as it sounded. Allen waved his wand quickly, and a series of Faintly and quickly hit all the portraits in the room. The portraits of past male and female principals are all asleep in the photo. Some fell directly to the ground, some collapsed on chairs with armrests, and some leaned against the frame of the portrait...
The exquisite silverware in the principal's office stood on the table with slender legs, quietly puffing out smoke and spinning. Alan looked around the room, not moving anything rashly. He walked to the door, opened the door with the monster's copper ring, stepped on the spiral staircase, and opened the stone monster at the door.
Umbridge stepped onto the stairs with gleaming eyes. As soon as she entered the principal's office, she wanted to rush straight to the principal's desk.
"Stop, Dolores, you don't think Dumbledore just closed the door, do you? These devices have protective spells turned on. There is no way for these portraits to inform anyone, there is plenty of time." Allen He waved his hand at Umbridge in the air, and the opponent was easily pinched by the invisible hand and lifted to the side just like Dumbledore had caught him before.
"Wait, Harris, Professor Umbridge, you can't enter the principal's office without Dumbledore's permission." Professor McGonagall burst in excitedly, and she looked at Umbridge, who had an arrogant attitude before. Standing next to Allen like a servant, frowning, "They really colluded together, and Dumbledore was kicked out of the school under their conspiracy."
"Professor McGonagall, I think you can't enter the principal's office without my permission. I am the current principal of Hogwarts, and Dumbledore is just a fugitive. In addition, you should call Alan Mr. Harris is professor, and he is now your colleague." Umbridge, who had just tidied up her hair that was messed up by Ellen's curse, had a sinister and friendly smile on her face.
McGonagall's lips pressed together tightly, her fingers tightened around her wand, and then weakly let go, making Umbridge smile even happier.
Professor McGonagall looked at the omniscient mark that had not dissipated in the sky until now, with a hint of disgust and helplessness in her eyes. She turned to look at Allen and couldn't help but recall the lovable appearance of the other person in his junior class when he was taking his Transfiguration class. , another burst of heartache and self-blame. Although she was not the other party's dean, McGonagall considered Allen to be her student. "Why is it that the more talented little wizards are, the more likely they are to go down the wrong path?"
Ron, who was watching outside the principal's office, punched Harry next to him with his arm, a flash of pleasure flashed across his face, and his heart was spinning crazily, "Look, I knew Alan Harris was nothing." Good stuff.”
Harry stared at Allen, his eyes full of sadness. Allen had never proved to them that Voldemort had returned. He could still convince himself that Allen had not really seen it and that Allen had other plans. However, the scene in front of him made Harry's fantasy The excuses disappeared. It was obvious that it was not Allen who was Umbridge's accomplice, but that Umbridge was following Allen's instructions.
There were more and more people watching outside the principal's office, but both teachers and students could only watch helplessly as Allen carefully but one by one used the tools in the principal's office. The breaking spells, the protective spells opened by the collection of books and magical objects were cracked one by one by Allen, and the books on the bookshelves in the principal's office automatically flew to the floor of the open space next to them and accumulated automatically.
After a long time, Allen withdrew his wand, and under the gaze of the teachers and students at Hogwarts, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please to Umbridge. The expression on Umbridge's face was like a The toad was about to swallow a delicious and juicy fly. She quickly twisted her fat body and sat on the chair belonging to the principal. She took a long breath and closed her eyes to feel the huge backrest of the principal's sofa chair. Sense of power.
Seeing that Umbridge finally sat in the seat that had long belonged to Dumbledore, McGonagall seemed to be shaking with anger. Fortunately, she was supported and comforted by Pomona Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff. As for fainting from anger like before, seeing that there was nothing they could do about it, the two female professors began to turn around and prepare to leave the principal's office that already belonged to Umbridge.
"Huh? Please wait a moment, Professor McGonagall, where are you going?" Alan, with his hands behind his back and an exaggerated expression of surprise on his face, asked the head of Gryffindor.
Professor McGonagall, who originally needed help from others, was stunned for a moment. He suddenly straightened up and pushed Professor Sprout aside with a slight but firm force. "Do you have any other instructions, Professor Harris?" Bloody And courage returned to her already pale cheeks, and she turned around to face Allen without being humble or haughty.
"Professor McGonagall, aren't you going to keep these personal belongings of Dumbledore for him?" After saying that, Allen, who was smiling, winked at McGonagall and Sprout with his right eye as if he had succeeded in a prank. .
"What?! You mean you want me to keep Albus' belongings? You don't mean to..." McGonagall's eyes widened so much that her glasses slipped down to her nose.
Umbridge, who was sitting on the principal's chair with her eyes closed, couldn't sit still. She stood up immediately, "Wait, Professor Harris, what are you doing?!" She tried to grab Allen with her hands, but in the end she couldn't. If you dare to really touch the other person, you can only let your hands stay in the air in embarrassment.
Allen glanced at everyone with a puzzled face, "What are you wondering? Dumbledore was dismissed as the principal of Hogwarts after leaving. He also illegally occupied the principal's office. I was just here to correct him, but No matter which company has the right to appropriate the employee’s personal belongings after he is fired, right?”
Umbridge stamped her feet anxiously next to her, "Wait a minute! Mr. Alan Harris, our Ministry of Magic needs to find evidence of Dumbledore's crimes and whereabouts from these items! You can't... please don't give them to Michael. Let her take her away." She was about to give the order in her usual bureaucratic tone, but had to change her tone to a more tactful tone.
"Our Ministry of Magic?" Alan's expression was still as exaggerated as before, UU reading www. uukａnshu.net "Dolores, I don't remember confessing... I have never heard that my second... the Department of Magical Law Enforcement run by Len Harris has issued a warrant to temporarily seize Dumbledore's belongings and property. A permission order, it is illegal to temporarily seize a wizard's property without a permission order."
"I don't have it, but...but...I'll go right away! Minister Fudge can also issue the relevant permission!" Umbridge seemed a little incoherent, and was surprised to find that the other party even brazenly pretended to slip up and said that he was concerned about the enforcement of magical laws. Without Si's influence, Umbridge had no choice but to seize Fudge as the last trump card in an attempt to get Allen to change his attention.
"Of course you can do that, Dolores." Allen stopped smiling and continued to take a few steps towards Umbridge with his hands behind his back. The new principal of Hogwarts was unconscious as Allen slowly approached. The ground retreated continuously.
Seeing this, Allen stopped and let the smile return to his face, "You can also tell Fudge exactly what happened and ask him to come and talk to me if he has any dissatisfaction. However, during the period before you get it, There's no way to stop this, is there? Maybe you can compare speed with Professor McGonagall?"
Then Allen shook his head and smacked his lips, "Oh, naive Dolores, are you really going to touch the personal belongings of the most powerful white wizard in the world? When I saw the news on TV, Thought you had learned your lesson."
This look that was almost pity made Umbridge instantly realize her stupidity for being so blinded by victory. She recalled her feelings that day, and then she broke into a cold sweat when she thought about her stupidity just now.
Umbridge now looked like a frightened middle-aged girl. She sat down on the principal's chair and was speechless, holding on to her chest, which was beating rapidly due to fear.