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"Although everyone thinks so, it is unlikely." Hermione said softly, "Even if Umbridge is no longer a senior investigator, she still represents the Ministry of Magic, and the principal cannot fire her."
The three of them sighed at the same time.
……
But at this time, none of them expected that Ron's seemingly impossible words would actually come true the next day during Hogsmeade Visiting Day.
"Umbridge was fired?"
In the Three Broomsticks, Professor McGonagall, who was drinking and chatting with Hagrid, heard the screams next to him and glanced back subconsciously.
"Don't be so loud, Potter, this hasn't been decided yet."
"I'm sorry, Professor," said Harry, "but is this true? Is Umbridge really going to be expelled?"
If it were anyone else, Professor McGonagall would definitely tell Harry to add "Professor" after his name, but this time she said nothing.
"It's not expulsion," Professor McGonagall corrected: "It's just that the Ministry of Magic seems to have more important work to give to Professor Umbridge, so I'm afraid she won't have time to stay in school anymore."
Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Harry felt as if a huge surprise had fallen from the sky, as if they had won the Quidditch championship trophy in advance.
No, it's more exciting than that.
Harry's heart was beating so fast that he ran out of the Three Broomsticks without even thinking about buying some butterbeer.
He just wanted to tell Hermione and Ron the good news as soon as possible.
At the same time, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Umbridge was furious with Kyle?
"Is it a good thing you did!" Her face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water, and she couldn't even put on her habitual fake smile.
"You, a despicable little man, must have said something in front of the minister for him to let me leave Hogwarts!"
It was quite a novel feeling to be called a scoundrel by Umbridge.
Looking at Umbridge who was furious, as if she wanted to strangle him, Kyle said calmly: "Don't be so excited, Professor Umbridge, this is indeed a good thing."
"What?" Umbridge screamed, "Do you still want to say that my expulsion is a good thing?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she roared regardless: "Because of you, I lost my position as a senior investigator, and because of you, I can no longer even work as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Is this a good thing?"
While speaking, Umbridge directly took out her wand, pointed at Kyle and asked: "Why do you go against me everywhere!"
Kyle had expected this to happen before he came here, and he moved his hand hidden in the sleeve of his robe.
The next second, Umbridge's wand flew out of her hand, spinning into Kyle's hand.
"I told you, Professor Umbridge, don't be so nervous." Kyle said patiently: "This is really a good thing. Besides, you are not being expelled, but you have to do something more important."
Umbridge, who was about to have a seizure, felt teased after hearing Kyle's words, and roared angrily:
"You lied, I didn't receive any notification."
"This matter is still in the confidential stage, and of course you will not be notified." Kyle said, "In fact, there will be no written notification. When you return to the Ministry of Magic, Minister Fudge will tell you this in person. Yes."
"You didn't lie?" she asked in a deep voice.
"You are leaving Hogwarts soon, do I need to lie?" Kyle shrugged, "Forget it, it seems you don't want to know, just treat me as nosy."
Kyle threw his wand on the table next to him and turned to leave.
"Wait..." Umbridge didn't even bother with her wand, and immediately ran to stop Kyle, "Speak clearly."
"Professor." Kyle said calmly, "If I tell you this, the minister will be angry."
"Then you just..."
"It was just now. I don't want to talk about it now." Kyle glanced at her and said, "I kindly remind you that this is your attitude."
Umbridge's expression kept changing.
"Sorry, I was so angry that I lost my mind." She forced out her usual fake smile again, "Can you speak now?"
This makes sense, Umbridge still pretends to be the most normal person.
"Okay." Kyle cleared his throat, "Professor, you're in luck."
"Lucky?"
"That's right." Kyle walked to a chair and sat down. "Do you know what is bothering Minister Fudge the most right now?"
"Dumbledore?" Umbridge said.
"No. In the current situation, Dumbledore has no chance to compete for the Minister of Magic in the short term. The attitudes of other professors are naturally irrelevant, so there is no use for you to stay at Hogwarts."
Kyle shook his head, and without waiting for Umbridge to ask, he took the initiative and said, "They are Death Eaters. After they escaped from prison, they hid and stood still. The news that the Ministry of Magic previously published in the newspaper turned into a joke.
"Many people now suspect that the mysterious man has not really been resurrected, and have sent many shouting letters to the minister."
"This is unreasonable..." Umbridge said angrily: "How can they doubt the Ministry of Magic?"
This is very interesting... She only said that she should not doubt the Ministry of Magic, but she did not emphasize that the information released by the Ministry of Magic was true as before, which meant that she herself did not believe it.
"That's right." Kyle did not expose it and continued: "But there is no way, it has been a week since the incident happened, but the Ministry of Magic has not made any big moves, so it is inevitable that everyone will be suspicious.
"So we need our help at this time. The minister needs us to act like we did more than ten years ago, showing that the Ministry of Magic and the Death Eaters are incompatible."
"Then what does this have to do with me?" Umbridge asked with a frown.
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Kyle knocked on the table impatiently, "There must be news about the Death Eaters before we can do anything."
Or maybe Umbridge could rise all the way to deputy minister, and she understood what Kyle meant almost instantly.
"Understood." Kyle smiled and said: "This matter needs to be kept absolutely confidential. The minister cannot leave it to the strikers and Aurors. They are not loyal enough to take on this important task..."
Kyle held out his finger, "Only you, Professor Umbridge...no, it should be Minister Umbridge."
"It's the Deputy Minister." The corner of Umbridge's mouth twitched, and her voice was a little erratic.
"It's all the same." Kyle waved his hand, "After this time, you will become a hero in everyone's eyes...an anti-black magic hero. This is a huge reputation, enough for you to surpass all the department directors in one fell swoop.
"Now you understand why I say this is a good thing."
"But why did you give it to me?" Umbridge took a deep breath, "You can do it yourself."
"Don't be ridiculous, I'm still a student." Kyle shook his head helplessly, "Dumbledore won't allow me to leave the school, so I can't do this."
Yes, Kyle is still a student, and he won't graduate for more than a year, which means he can only stay in school most of the time.
After realizing this, Umbridge's breathing became much heavier, and the smile on her face finally became less fake.
"What else?" she asked.
"That's all I know." Kyle said, "How to do it depends on the minister's arrangements. He didn't tell me."
"That's right." Umbridge raised her head, "This kind of secret operation must be known to as few people as possible."
"I would like to remind you." Kyle looked at her and said solemnly: "You represent the Minister and the Ministry of Magic in this process, so you must show an attitude of being incompatible with the Death Eaters. The more resolute the better.
"If you don't know what to do, just refer to Mr. Barty Crouch or Alastor Moody. They have pretty good views on Death Eaters."
"I know what to do." Umbridge said dissatisfied: "You'd better figure out your identity. Even if you are trusted by the minister, you are still just an intern assistant to the minister. Don't teach me how to do things. "
"This is natural." Kyle smiled, stood up and said, "Then I will be at Hogwarts, waiting to see the good news you bring, Minister Umbridge."
I don't know if it was an oversight, but Umbridge didn't correct Kyle's title again until Kyle left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 676: Ways to Divert Attention
Perhaps out of eagerness to achieve great results, Umbridge vacated her office in just half a day and returned to the Ministry of Magic overnight.
The next day, the whole school fell into a sea of joy, and for some unknown reason, the originally ordinary breakfast was as sumptuous as a banquet, with golden plates filling the dining table.
"How did you do that?" Fred and George came to the Hufflepuff table with a large jug of pumpkin juice.
"What?" Kyle asked.
"Umbridge," said Fred, happily pouring a large glass of pumpkin juice.
"Don't try to lie to us." George sat next to him and raised his eyebrows and said, "You must know something."
"Well, I do know something." Kyle said with a smile, "Fudge had an important errand to do, and I happened to be nearby at the time, so I recommended Umbridge."
"He agreed?" George asked a question that seemed stupid to others.
"It's obvious, isn't it?" Kyle said, "Fudge has found the best candidate, Umbridge himself is very satisfied, and the students at Hogwarts are also very happy. It can be said to be a triple win."
"I don't care about Fudge and Umbridge..." Fred drank up the pumpkin juice in the cup boldly, "but this is really a great thing for us."
"Haha, get rid of Umbridge...you will become a hero, at least our Gryffindor hero." George patted Kyle on the shoulder.
"It is no exaggeration to say that we even think you can win another special contribution award to the school with this."
"It would be great if it was like what you said, but it's a pity that Principal Dumbledore is not in school." Kyle smiled and did not take it seriously.
Hogwarts would not give a student a special contribution to the school award just because he drove away a professor, no matter how annoying the professor was.
In addition to the students, the professor was also very happy.
At the teacher's desk, Professor McGonagall was chatting with Snape next to him. Both of them looked very relaxed, not at all the stoic look they had before.
Professor Trelawney, who was sitting across from them, poured glass after glass of sherry.
The school cafeteria didn't provide drinks like wine, not even for professors, so she drank what she bought from the Three Broomsticks.
And it was the best sherry from Three Broomsticks. One bottle cost thirty galleons. In just a moment, she had finished two bottles and was opening the third bottle.
In other words, she drank one month's salary in just one meal.
Of course, not everyone is happy, such as Tonks...
At this moment, she was sitting there helplessly, without any smile on her face.
She couldn't laugh. Now that Umbridge has returned to the Ministry of Magic, wouldn't it be natural for her, as a teaching assistant, to become a professor?
Thinking of the legendary Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's curse, Tonks felt that the tender and juicy steak in her mouth was as dry as hay, making it difficult to swallow.
"No..." Tonks stood up suddenly, raised her legs and walked out of the auditorium, preparing to go back and write a letter to Fudge and Dumbledore.
Whoever wants to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, she will definitely not take over.
Moody was such a cautious old Auror, but he was also powerful enough. However, he had just finished teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts for one school year when he was suddenly attacked.
And Sirius, who was tortured by Death Eaters half a year after taking over this job, almost died.