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Umbridge’s eardrums were sore by Newland’s sudden shout, but at the moment he couldn’t take care of his irritation. He asked quickly:

"When did this happen!?"

"A few hours ago, I saw with my own eyes that Harry Potter brought a large group of people to a rally with Link Foley. At the meeting, Link Foley also gave a deceptive speech. Many people were persuaded by them to join, and the remaining people were forced to sign a non-disclosure agreement. As for the location..." Newland glanced at the wall with a weird expression, "It's you Next door to the office."

"This is really...unreasonable!"

Umbridge's face flushed red, and he slammed the table and roared.

She was going crazy.

Originally, she was planning to open up to Linknet for the sake of that pocket of Jin Jialong, and even just hinted Newland in her words, indicating that he had better not pull things on Link.

But now based on the information provided by Newland, this Lin Kefei really mixed up with Harry Potter and planned to rebel, and deliberately chose the meeting place next door to her!

This is simply a humiliation to her!

Umbridge supported the edge of the table and breathed heavily. After a long time, he realized that there was an outsider like Newland beside him. He barely made a smile and said:

"Newland, you did a very good job. On behalf of the Minister, I thank you for your contribution to the Ministry of Magic. If Hogwarts are all excellent students like you, then there will not be so much trouble in the world. , What a handsome young man. Don’t worry, after I have verified the authenticity of this news, I will definitely ask Mr. Minister for you, and I won’t treat you badly."

Hearing this, the corners of Newland's mouth twitched a few times.

Umbridge’s compliment, if you change to an ordinary student, I’m afraid I’ll be too excited, and even grateful.

But Newland could see clearly, Umbridge was clearly drawing a pie for him again.

You know it's like Link said at the rally earlier.

Even Umbridge’s immediate boss, Minister of Magic Fudge, is in the dark now. Where does Umbridge have the ability to fulfill her promise?

Newland secretly complained about Umbridge's stinginess, but said with a look of excitement on her face:

"Thank you Professor Umbridge, thank you Mr. Minister, and thank the Ministry of Magic..."

Umbridge interrupted:

"In that case, you should go back first. But remember, today's affairs must be kept secret."

After saying that, Umbridge sat back on his desk and waited for Newland to leave and immediately wrote to Fudge that she had discovered the fact that Dumbledore had cultivated an army in secret.

As for the things that Newland said that they needed to be verified, that was just a perfunctory excuse.

The matter has developed to the point where it is now, where it needs to be verified.

Just like when the Death Eaters were liquidated, many things, they said that there was no, then there was no, even if there were really there, then there must be no.

The reverse is the same.

Right now, if they say there is, then there will be, and there must be if there is none!

Thinking of this, Umbridge's brows and eyes rose with an intoxicating blush.

This is the taste of power!

"Cough cough—"

At this moment, two soft coughs came, and Umbridge suddenly woke up.

She stared at Newland with some irritation and anger, not seeing her admiration before, and opened her mouth:

"Why haven't you left?"

Newland was disgusted by the intoxicated expression she had just now, so she coughed and reminded her to prevent herself from vomiting.

Seeing Umbridge's disapproval at this moment, I felt a little unhappy, but on the surface he just smiled and said:

"Professor Umbridge, I think I can do more for you. Don't think I'm just an ordinary student, but I still have a good reputation in Slytherin College. Although I can't do it. To be like Miss Victoria, but many people are willing to sell me some face. If you need it, you can contact me at any time. I can definitely complete the task!"

Umbridge did not speak this time, but looked at Newland silently.

Newland is eager to get ahead, and he knows how careful Si Umbridge wants to control a lot of power.

Because she had the same idea when she first entered the Ministry of Magic.

This is also the common character of people who come from humble backgrounds like her, but want to set foot on the ranks of power.

‘Speaking of which, this child seems to come from a mixed-race family. No, he seems more unlucky than me. At least I was brought into the wizarding world by my father, but the wizard father of this child... seems to have disappeared since he was born. ’

Thinking about this, the habitual smirk on Umbridge's face gradually faded, and the similar experience made her look at Newland with a trace of pity.

"call-"

After a long time, Umbridge sighed and said, "Fine, then I will give you a chance. Go back and gather the students who are willing to help me manage Hogwarts. Get ready. When the opportunity is right, I will let you out. ."

Hearing that Newland’s hanging heart finally fell, but before he could say thanks, he listened to Umbridge’s words and said:

"But you must also give me strength. If I know that you messed up things, hehe, you know the consequences."

After Umbridge said, his hands were folded, and his signature smirk returned to his face.

She really needs a white glove to help her manage the students at Hogwarts.

She was indeed very sorry for Newland's life experience.

But this is not the main reason why she gave this opportunity to Newland.

Pushing others with oneself, Umbridge is too aware of how shameless and ungrateful people like Newland are.

In fact, Draco Malfoy, the only son of the Malfoy family, was her original white glove candidate.

It's a pity that Draco was beaten too hard by Link and Cedric during the first time of school, and now he's scared to death.

Umbridge was only willing to let Newland take the shot, and it was also good for him to sell his affection by the way.

But Newland is different from Draco after all.

Even if Draco wasn't capable, Umbridge could only circumvent him.

If Newland did something wrong...

"I see, Professor Umbridge, then I will go back and prepare!"

Although Newland didn't know what Umbridge really thought, he finally got a real promise and said with excitement.

The excitement on his face this time was not pretended.

Why didn't he know that Link sent him here to test his ability and loyalty?

But right now, he successfully completed the task given by Link, and has proven himself in terms of ability.

As for loyalty...

Ha ha.

Newland didn't think that he had to be loyal to the D.A. Army of Rao Shizi. If Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic gave enough benefits, he wouldn't be unable to be a double agent.

Of course, this is the future.

For now, the D.A. Army with Link Foley in front is obviously more potential.

Rubbing his face, Newland bowed to Umbridge and walked out.

However, just halfway through, I heard Umbridge say:

"and many more."

Newland stopped immediately and smiled back:

"Professor Umbridge, do you have any more orders?"

Looking at Newland’s young face, Umbridge took a deep breath and said:

"My son, are you still living with your Muggle mother?"

Newland nodded, but his smile stiffened.

Umbridge said that he felt a little embarrassed and waved his hand:

"I'll give you a piece of advice. When I go back this Christmas holiday, I will erase all the memories of your Muggle mother's mind, then move out of the house and change your messy surname. Externally Say, your mother died of illness, and at the same time you found your own father. He is a pure-blooded wizard with noble blood. You have inherited his noble blood in your body, do you understand?

Alas, don’t think I’m cruel. If you want to live comfortably in the Ministry of Magic, you must have a noble blood.

I won't mention other people, just talk about some you know, such as Weasley.

Which of the little red-haired boys in his family graduated and didn't find a good job? Isn't even the old trash Arthur Weasley working in the Muggle Prohibition Division of the Ministry of Magic?

Do you really think the Ministry of Magic can't find a hybrid or Muggle wizard who is more familiar with the Muggle world to do this job?

Wasn't he able to have this job because he came from the sacred twenty-eight tribe?

Relax and do it, kid, don't feel guilty, it is not us that is wrong, but the world.

The rule of this game is that the noble is always noble! Your mother's humble surname and blood will only send you into the eighteenth **** and will never be turned back. If you want to change your destiny, you must do this! "

After that, Umbridge's expression became sentimental and painful.

She turned around and waved her hand for Newland to leave soon.

But what Umbridge didn't realize was that the smile on Newland's face could no longer be maintained at this moment, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring something.

Newland lowered his head, said to Umbridge again, and ran out of the office.

Squeak—

The door closed gently.

Newland did not leave directly, but stood silently, staring at the door with a pair of bright red eyes.

Under the dark cover in the corridor, Newland's expression began to become distorted, and his body twitched and exuded a terrifying madness.

He tightly grasped the gray wand like a dead branch in his robe, his body trembled and roared in a low voice:

"Bitch! Bitch! Sooner or later I will kill you! Sooner or later I will kill you, **** Bitch!"

Hum—

A dim but dazzling green light lit up from the wand in his hand, responding to his master's anger.

With a flash of light, Newland stopped talking and hid his wand in his robe.

He looked around, confirmed that no one was spotting it, and then glared at the door of Umbridge's office, before he walked quickly to the Slytherin common room.

Even if he is angry, he still has to do what he should do.

Of course, it was not difficult for him to gather Slytherin.

After all, he was Slytherin.

He knew very well that the current Slytherin had fallen to the point where it could not be added.

Although the students in this college still regard nobility, wit and ambition as their core concepts, everyone except him and Emily Victoria are just clumsy imitations.

In them, nobility has become arrogant, and ambition has become greedy.

It's just that they are not smart enough, or even brainless.

For such people, you only need to draw them a big pie, and then pull out a banner that is enough to carry everyone back, and it will be enough to make them work for you.

As for who will be the banner.

Draco Malfoy is naturally the best candidate.

This guy relied on his family and was originally a Slytherin head-level figure, and using his name to operate would make things much easier.

In addition, this guy is more stupid than the other Slytherins, and more foolish.

The most critical point is.

Newland wanted to see how the Malfoy family would retaliate against Umbridge, the obvious culprit after the pot was really buckled on Draco!

That's it, it's a little interest, bitch...

There was a cruel sneer at the corner of Newland's mouth.

…

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor bedroom, Harry was asleep on the bed.

His sleeping position is very special.

Even though his four-poster bed was fairly spacious, he still curled up in the corner of the bed, frowning and sweating on his face.

The most important thing is that his hands are still stretched out, hooks and hooks as if trying to grasp something.

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suddenly.

Ron let out a loud, harsh, real snoring sound.

The sound awakened Harry abruptly.

He sat up on the bed, panting, struggling to cover his forehead with his hand.

There was a sharp pain in his head.

Do not.

To be precise, the source of the pain was the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

That was the ‘gift’ left to him by Voldemort!

The piercing pain forced him to regain his crouching state again.

But even so, he is still forcing himself to remember the dream just now.

Harry could guarantee that it was definitely the worst nightmare he had ever had in his life.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Harry cursed in a low voice while beating his head, trying to make his brain work faster in this way. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't reverberate the slightest content of the dream, but the deep fear and anxiety still stayed in his mind, unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

Some desperate Harry tried to call Ron's name a few times.

Now I really want Ron to get up and chat with him, although he doesn't know how much this can help him, but at least it should be useful.

However, Ron's increasingly loud purring was the answer to him.

"Forget it, it should just be the same old problem again, there is no need to worry them."

Some disappointed self-comforted a few words, and Harry lay back on the bed again.

Only this time he couldn't sleep anymore.

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