"Oh." Ron's eyebrows drooped, "I bet he would never thank you for letting him go in this matter."

Harry shrugged, "I don't expect to get a reward, either."

In the evening, the auditorium was lively and the people from the Ministry of Magic left behind to guide the students who failed to meet the standards after dinner. "Work harder, less than one-third of the students are left." Tecross encouraged his colleagues.

"I need a rest," Umbridge said coldly, as she walked out of the auditorium on her own.

"Wicky, I want to go out for some breath too... I'm so tired these days, sorry." Avery whispered, and then a few people made excuses to leave, which made Tycross both confused and discouraged. He glared at the others from the tribe, "Do you want to rest too?" This time, no one finally walked out again.

"Tecross, do you need help?" Professor Flevy asked enthusiastically.

"Oh, Professor Flevy? It's your turn to be on duty today?" Techroth was overjoyed. "Thank you so much." Snapemer, who followed Flevy, kept silent, staring at Umbridge and Avery passing through the long dining table until they disappeared at the door of the auditorium.

Voldemort did not reveal his undercover identity to the two of them, which made him secretly relieved, indicating that the Dark King seemed to have finally recovered a little rationality. Although it was not necessarily a good thing, at least he didn't have to worry about when he suddenly went crazy when he reported it...

On the other side, Umbridge and Avery walked out of the auditorium one after another and came to a pitch-black corridor, hiding behind a huge pillar, muttering.

"you go!"

"Why not you?"

“I have a more important task!”

Valen, who had passed by from afar, looked at them curiously. It smacked its lips and left with the little snake. It failed to negotiate with the Great Demon last night. Valen summarized it and thought it was because it was too bad in mathematics and it wanted to ask for help! The last time I asked Astoria about his experience, I let it know that many students in the school were unreliable and may not be as good as it, and it had to ask the right person.

It just so happened that it knew a top student.

Umbridge and Avery poked their heads sneakily from behind the pillar and stared at Valen's back.

"Do you think this little thing helps the plan?"

"You can try it. Once it succeeds, someone will open the door for you." Avery whispered: "I'll find another opportunity to contact Malfoy. It's really not possible. There are alternative candidates." He left from the other side of the stone pillar.

Umbridge stopped where she was somewhat convinced.

The ancient magical literature office was like a terrifying nest in her heart, but if someone guided the way, it would undoubtedly be much more convenient.

She stood up from behind the pillar and carefully took out the wand. Her wand was very short, only eight inches, like a hairless quill, which looked inconspicuous. Umbridge approached step by step. She had heard of this sniffing deed in the past few days, and it was the pet raised by that person... Hate was surging in her heart.

Umbridge slowed down her breathing, and she kept telling herself in her heart that it only needed a confusion spell, just like she convinced her father to retire early. It was easy.

She wriggled her mouth, and then a white light flashed. Umbridge almost thought she had succeeded. She controlled herself not to laugh, but the development of things exceeded her understanding. The little yellow hat she was wearing sniffing suddenly burst out with a strong light, which bounced away the spell that she had grasped.

Valen, holding the little snake, stopped and turned his head in confusion, and saw a short and fat woman with a strange appearance holding a magic wand and froze in place. Valen blinked and took off her little yellow hat. A clear burning mark appeared at the back of the hat, and a faint black smoke appeared.

"Shi?"
Chapter completed!