Vol 2 Chapter 575: Pajama Party (modified, sincere thanks to the leader? Black evil?)

"Ministry... Minister..." Percy Weasley rushed in with a piece of parchment. He obviously didn't expect that there would be so many people in the Department of Mystery, which was always rare-or the human part. , The post-war Hall of Death made Percy, who had not really experienced the Wizarding War, been a little frightened. The blood in the air even made him notice that even Dumbledore was here after a while, and he noticed something wrong with the atmosphere. , Percy stood trembling in astonishment, and under hesitation, he hesitated for a long time without telling what he wanted to report.
"What does it look like? Let's talk" Fudge urged impatiently. Anyway, his downfall is inevitable, and he has no worries.
"The minister... the dementors rebelled, they left Azkaban... they took refuge in the man who couldn't even mention the name, and the prisoners ran away..." Percy stuttered and took what she had just got. The news was told to Fudge, and Fudge, who was upset, flushed. He regretted allowing Percy to tell the news directly. He noticed that the whole room was quiet and seemed to be hearing their conversation.
The only exception was Penello. Her sharp limbs were being pulled out of the body of a Death Eater whose body was bent into a deformed arc, and she brought out a spot of blood. Then she looked up and saw Hermione and Allen. Pasted together affectionately, the nature of the demon creature made Penello instantly angry. This Hermione Granger usually looks dazed and incomprehensible. At this time, he is rightly swearing sovereignty in front of everyone. Is it a demonstration against yourself? And he even stupidly started to clear the battlefield like other Aurors, and executed these Death Eaters who didn't fight or surrender and did not run away but pretended to be dead!
"I didn't do anything, it's not my fault..." Fudge muttered, his face gloomy.
"Connelly, Azkaban is your direct jurisdiction, and you have direct leadership responsibility for it." Owen Harris reminded. Percy's face was pale, and he was still smart in this regard. He knew that he was witnessing the change of power. In the previous team, he had obviously made the wrong bet. He clearly had a lot of opportunities to get closer to the Harris family. Allen had obviously made business investments with his father and twin brothers, but he was stupid and shortsighted only to see that Fudge was at a higher position and missed the opportunity.
Suddenly there was noisy movement on the high platform in the distance. Percy glanced at the culprit. It was Penello Krivart, who had transformed from Animagus back into a human form and was walking towards Alan. He did not realize that just now. The giant spider is Penello's Percy, even looking at the other's face from a distance, can feel the delicate facial features, "Maybe because of her?"
Penello regained her human form, and walked towards Alan with his long legs, although it is not known whether it was because she had just transformed into a human form or because of anger that made her feel more dangerous than when she was spidered.
Hermione’s expression became a little helpless, as if she sighed heavily at Harry and Ron’s notebooks during the exam. She had instantly understood why Penello was so hostile to her. The young female Auror was jealous. The heart is too strong. Once anyone gets closer to Alan, she loses her position and throws those keenness away from the sky. She even heard Emily talk about the old woman Alan and Umbridge before becoming a graduate. The joke that was a little closer when talking all expressed dissatisfaction with Umbridge, thinking that the old woman had no self-respect...
However, Hermione, who already knew how to deal with her, quickly pointed to Ellen’s face and motioned to Penello to pay attention to the position of her hand. Hermione’s left hand was wrapped around Ellen’s waist. Lun clung to his arms, but actually used his arms to help Allen, who was a little too exhausted, stand still.
"Tsk." Knowing the truth, Penello still sipped her dissatisfied with the justified Hermione. After thinking about whether to drive Hermione away and let herself come, he glanced at Alan and stared at him. Dumbledore's expression made her want to learn Hermione's method and snuggle in Alan's arms in the end.
But what makes Penello a bit embarrassed is that her height is higher than that of Ellen, who has not graduated. Compared with Hermione who is shorter than Ellen, her posture is not as smooth and curved as Hermione. The legs looked very awkward, which made her look unnatural and somewhat contradictory-which made Penello even more annoyed. In fact, because she didn’t know if she had taken a potion, she had almost stopped growing. Penello's height jumped up a lot, Penello stubbornly adjusted his posture secretly, bend his knees more, and then supported Alan's other side of the body, wanting him to stand more relaxed and comfortable.
"How long will we have to change back?" Neville, who was sitting on the steps, took his gaze back from the three people who showed affection on the high platform. He rubbed his fat face and asked Freig, "Although both It's fat, but I like my own cute face better."
"This time the compound decoction is provided by the umbrella company. The quality is very good, but it is estimated that you will not be able to restore your original appearance until tomorrow." In fact, it was the doctor's Freig who sat next to Neville and replied. He glanced at Neville, couldn't help it, and replied, "This little fat boy is still cute."
The fat man poked Neville's fleshy belly, "He is puffy, I am strong, of course I am more cute." For fear of being refuted by the doctor, he half changed the topic and half said from the heart, "It's really Envy Master Ellen, he can use Transfiguration to change himself, and I have to drink the toad egg-flavored potion." Recalling the strangely smelling potion, Neville's entire face was a ball.
"Come on, the smell of my potion still smells like Muggle." Frieger smacked his lips, "but that's what it feels like to be a man."
"Dumbledore..." Fudge on the steps noticed Percy's gaze and followed the direction he was looking at and spotted Dumbledore on the high platform. Under reflex, he wanted to ask the Aurors to arrest him, but He immediately thought of his situation and shook his head. He regretted that he hadn't listened to Dumbledore's warning about the return of the mysterious man, which caused this situation.
Obviously Dumbledore ignored the meaning of Fudge and Owen in the distance, even though he fully understood Fudge's mood at the moment, he went straight to Allen, who was not far from the arch. He looked straight at Allen, and Dumbledore, who knew the course of the event, looked at Allen as his equal.
"Ellen, since you have won a complete victory, please allow them to leave. You know, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​still not used to reforms, but they have no ill will towards the Ministry of Magic and the Harris family. They just want to protect Harry. That's it." Dumbledore was calm but with a little bit of tolerance, and his hand stretched out in the direction where the members of the Order of the Phoenix were. "At least we are in the same position facing Tom."
"Principal Dumbledore, since you have spoken... just broke into the Ministry without permission, or the Department of Mysteries with the highest level of confidentiality authority. They did violate the law and it is impossible to be punished without any punishment, eh..." Allen straightened his back, thinking that the current situation is not suitable for Dumbledore, who will soon be able to regain his innocence. In addition, since this operation actually used the Order of the Phoenix as a bait, it would be a little bit if they were really caught. It was too unnatural, so Allen groaned for a while and continued, "The external explanation is that the Ministry of Magic, in view of the particularity of the incident tonight, just used a warning as a punishment, but I hope that the wizards in the wizarding world will be able to The laws issued by the Ministry of Magic are taken seriously instead of being treated as much as before. Naturally, the Ministry of Magic will continue to modify these laws to make them more reasonable to apply to the wizarding society. Principal Dumbledore, I think this is the only thing. It is a development direction that is beneficial to the entire wizarding society."
"It sounds good, but if you are still willing to listen to my old man’s suggestions, I hope these reforms can be slowed down, Allen, you are still very young, you have enough time to complete these ideas, reforms are too fast Too radical will cause harm to people.
After solving the problem of the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore took another look at Hermione and Penello who were supporting Allen, and exclaimed,
Alan, I didn’t expect I still underestimated In view of your growth rate, you did a very beautiful job today. I don't remember a wizard who can do such a thing at this age."
Then, Dumbledore winked at Allen: "I will invite Mr. Irving Harris to talk about it. I wanted to invite you to talk about your course, but given the eyes of the girls looking at me, I I think it’s better for you to go to rest as soon as possible~EbookFREE.me~Thank you Principal Dumbledore, I think we can talk about it another day." Alan nodded in agreement, and then he focused on Dumbledore’s silver piece. On the hood of the star's dark purple robe, "Uh... Principal, you have some popcorn in your hood..."
"Ah... I have to admit that the shows on Witcher TV are really attractive..." Dumbledore's face became even more ruddy.
At this time, in the Hogwarts principal’s room, Ginny was wearing a large wizard robe and sat bored at the principal’s desk, staring at the exquisite silverware emitting white mist, seemingly studying its function, but as long as she saw her His eyes knew that the red-haired girl was completely absent-minded.
Ron hugged his shoulders, and the wizard robes provided to him in a hurry by the umbrella team were too big, so that the wizard robes did not pass his feet-which made the several Gryffindors in the house seem to be wrapped The quilt is the same as in pajamas. Ron was accustomed to wearing improper wizard robes, but since his father Arthur Weasley worked as a consultant for the umbrella company to transform Muggle items, he hasn't worn such unfit clothes for a long time. He grabbed his clothes, thought about what happened before, and complained: "Everyone else has taken the compound decoction! Allen Harris hates my taste so much, and would rather use transfiguration to force it!"
"When can we go back to the dormitory? Do you remember the new password for the lounge?" Neville, who was sitting by the huge fireplace in the principal's room, was a little worried about the portrait of the lounge because it was too late to visit again or because of the new password, he would be upset again. Don't spend the night outside...
At this time, the door of the principal's office heard the sound of being opened, followed by the sound of a trance of footsteps up the steps, "Huh? Are you holding a pajama party here?"