Chapter 416: Black magic feather pen

After the Christmas holiday, the weather has been gloomy, and everyone's mood is similar to the weather. Because the existence of Umbridge made everyone feel uncomfortable, especially since she began to use the quill filled with black magic to punish students physically. Maybe she feels that she has begun to control the situation in the school, so she can only use violence to block everyone's mouth.
For example, after the end of Christmas, Harry was very annoyed, and the progress of occlusion surgery by Professor Snape was very small. At the same time, because of the relationship between his father and Snape, he ate in class. A lot of suffering. So I couldn't control my temper and hurled Umbridge in a class to question her classroom order and teaching content. As a result, the pink toad was confined. When he returned from Umbridge the next night At that time, there were white, freshly healed wounds on his hands.
Harry had just returned to the common room, and Ginny asked about the content of the toad confinement. Although Harry did n’t want to worry about Ginny, he only said that the confinement content was to write sentences, but careful Ginny still When Harry's brow was slightly tightened when he first took hold of Harry's hand, something was wrong, and soon she found a scar on the back of Harry's hand.
"Is that what you said punish you to write a sentence?" Ginny looked very angry, her red hair like a burning flame. Harry felt vaguely seeing a young version of Mrs. Weasley. "That old mother Yasha! She is not normal! Go and talk to McGonagall about this situation!"
"No," Harry said without thinking, "I don't want Umbridge to know that she upsets me, she will feel proud. Not to mention Professor McGonagall can't control Umbridge now."
"What about Professor Dumbledore?" Ginny offered another option.
"No, I haven't even seen him in school recently. And I think he seems to be avoiding me. I guess it may be related to my bad nightmare." Harry was a little frustrated.
"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want to let the professor know. But your hands don't look like this." After finishing, Ginny pulled Harry up to the corner of the common room. "Hermione, Ryan, could you help me see what happened to Harry's hand?"
Ryan and Hermione raised their heads from a pile of parchment paper, and then saw the traces on Harry's hands.
"The old woman's confinement in Umbridge is to scratch the back of your hand with a blade?" Hermione looked at the trace on Harry's hand in surprise. "Do the wizards allow torture of students?"
"No, no." Harry waved his hand. "She just asked me to write with a black quill pen. Wounds will appear on my hand when I write, and this quill pen seems to be written with my blood."
"At least this thing is likely to meet the black magic supplies defined by the wizards." Ryan said while pulling out his wand. "Extend your hand, let me take a look." Harry was a little unhappy, he didn't want to show the wounds to his companions, because he felt like he would be weak. But in the end, Ginny pulled her hand out.
"The light of Ellandil." Ryan tapped the wound on Harry's left hand with his wand and read out the spell in elven language. A lively silver-white light enveloped Harry's left hand. Under the silver light, a faint black mist floated from the back of the hand, and then quickly melted in the silver light.
"A cleverly crafted piece of black magic props." Ryan said and took out a ceramic box and threw it to Ginny. "Give Harry this on his wound, and the wound will heal quickly, and there won't be any Sequelae. "
"Well crafted? Where did you see it?" Ginny opened the lid and found that the box was filled with green paste like jadeite, and had a good smell, so I slightly provoked it with my little finger. Harry asked on the back of his hand. "The wizards have a lot of magic props that leave wounds on each other without touching each other. My father can encounter several pieces every year."
"No, this is not the same." Found that several of the people present were staring at themselves curiously, Ryan decided to explain. "General black magic props will have obvious black magic reactions, and even the wounds made by these props will have the same black magic reaction, but Harry's wound does not have that obvious reaction."
After saying Ryan to Harry: "Is it right? Every time you write a sentence, the wound on the back of the hand will heal quickly, leaving only a little pain, but this pain will slowly accumulate until you end the confinement. This kind of pain has accumulated and it is unbearable. "
"No, I can stand it." Harry focused on an inexplicable point, and Ryan looked at him helplessly. He immediately realized what was said: "Yes, this is what I encountered."
"Then this reaction means that the outer layer of the black magic pen made by Umbridge probably has a magic similar to the healing spell, so it covers the internal black magic power fluctuations. If the average person does not destroy the feather pen, it is There is no way to check the black magic inside, and as a senior prosecutor at Hogwarts and a senior deputy minister of magic, no one can conduct a destructive inspection of his magic items. "Ryan explained in a low voice.
"Can you find something from the origin of this pen, such as buying illegal black magic products?" Hermione thought a little.
"Nothing should be checked." Ryan shook his head. "As far as I know, Umbridge is a very careful person. So she shouldn't drop the handle in this regard. And I think it is very likely that this pen is She made it herself. "
"How is it possible? Just her?" Harry let out a contemptuous laugh. "That old woman who only makes us study has this level?"
Ryan finally figured out why Harry in the original book was so big that they still held their DA rally as usual when somebody was missing somehow, because in Harry ’s mind, this one never showed magic level in front of everyone. People are probably the same thing as Lockhart in the second grade, so naturally she did not care about her.
"Do n’t look down on Umbridge. It ’s true that she ’s able to climb to this position today is inseparable from her imagination. But it ’s impossible for a person who just skids and beats the horse to reach today ’s position from the lowest staff of the Ministry "" Ryan saw Harry with a look of disbelief in their face ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and burst into shock. "According to the information I have collected before, Umbridge can transform into a cat-like physical guardian."
"Merlin!" "It's unbelievable." Harry opened their eyes in surprise when they heard the last sentence. Especially for Harry, as a wizard who can transform into a physical patron saint, he knows how difficult it is.
"Why doesn't she show her magic? I have never seen her show her magic." After a few seconds of silence, Ginny asked her inner questions, because the wizards would respect those magical powers anyway. People, if Umbridge shows that his magic level is likely to suffer much less resistance than it is now.
"Because she knew that she entered Hogwarts as a member of the Ministry of Magic, in this case she must take her identity to the extreme. If she uses magic, she will put herself on the front line, Umm Ricky is an extremely selfish person. She fell to Fudge only because Fudge could bring her benefits, so she would not give everything to Fudge. "
Speaking of this, Ryan used his wand to dissolve the dark magic power remaining on Harry's other hand, and then put away his wand and said to Ginny and Harry. "Okay, the wound on Harry's hand has been healed, but I personally suggest that it is better not to stimulate Umbridge as much as possible, because we have more and more valuable things to do than venting emotions."
"What you said makes sense, I will try to control myself as much as possible." Harry turned around and said solemnly as Ginny helped Harry apply the medicine.
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