Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

Tiedan and the other small animals used a magic rune to shrink themselves. This was one of the abilities granted by the magic wand that Aslan gave them when they left Narnia.

Tiedan became the same size as when he first met Ivan, and Aguru also shrunk himself to the size of a chick. All the little animals lay in Ivan's arms, tightly grasping Ivan's robe with their little paws, burying their heads tightly, and not even looking at the angry old woman opposite.

"What are you doing? It's obvious that these innocent and cute little animals have been bewitched. You can't do anything about the culprit, so you have to vent your anger on these cute little animals!"

In front of the Great Hall, Ivan was confronting Umbridge, who was like a cannon, and he made no attempt to apologize for the animals' behavior.

"You are obviously defending yourself! Everyone in the castle saw clearly what your animals did, and you are still trying to make excuses!"

Umbridge's voice was shrill, she pointed at Ivan and roared with gritted teeth, she was determined to drive all these damn animals out of the castle today!

"What did you see?" Alvin turned his head and looked at the group of classmates who were watching the fun.

The classmates did not answer Ivan. They just took out a pair of sunglasses from their pockets and put them on in unison, and walked towards the dormitory in groups of two or three.

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"Hmm~"

Umbridge was so angry that she almost broke her wand!

"It's no use for them to say anything. I saw it with my own eyes! You must throw these dangerous animals out of the castle today!"

"You are such a person, you have to compete with a group of innocent little animals. Are you reasonable?"

As he spoke, Irving took out a broadsword as tall as Umbridge, with truths engraved on the sword!

"I think we should talk some sense!"

Clang——

The 20-centimeter-wide broadsword was thrust fiercely in front of Umbridge...

Chapter 400: Harry's biological father filter is broken, and Fudge's end

Hermione found that Harry had been in a depressed mood since the twins left, and seemed to be in an even worse mood than Zhang Qiu.

Although Zhang Qiu broke up with the informant, she still felt guilty about her decision that led to the exposure of DA, even though they all advised her that it was not entirely her fault.

But Harry, why? But this guy won't tell you.

What else could Harry say, except that when he was practicing Occlumency, he had entered the old Bat's mind, seen his old memories of his father, and learned what a bastard his father had been?

He felt that this past event was like a Dementor, sucking away his soul.

He had always been so convinced that his parents were outstanding people that he never believed Snape's malicious slander of his father's character.

Just like Hagrid and Sirius, didn't they tell him that his father was very good? Uh~ But in that memory, it seemed that his godfather was not a good guy either... Although he didn't want to say that, but... it was indeed like that.

Harry looked out the window, and at this moment, he recalled that it seemed that he had talked to Ivan about this matter in the first year. At that time, he blamed Snape for targeting him, but Ivan said that Snape treated everyone the same, and if he really felt there was a difference, there might be a reason.

At first he had a big prejudice against Snape and didn't care about these things at all. But looking at it now, given what his father had done and their similar faces, it would be hard for him not to hate him if it were him.

He remembered that he seemed to have heard Professor McGonagall say that his father and Sirius were always causing trouble in school, and were even called the ancestors of the Weasley twins!

But Harry couldn't believe it. Even George and Fred had never done such an extreme thing, hanging someone upside down on a tree and stripping someone's underwear in front of so many people... In this way, it was understandable that Professor Snape disliked him...

Now this incident haunted Harry like a nightmare, and he tried to find a reason why Snape was treated like this, but in his memory even his mother intervened, and she looked like she hated his father, which made him even more confused.

At least it was confirmed that his mother was upright! Sometimes he even wondered if his father had forced his mother to marry...

It's over. His filter for his father is broken! Harry is a little broken. For the past five years, Harry has been comforted by the thought of his father. Whenever someone tells him that he looks like James, he feels proud.

But now…now, when he thought of his father, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

Moreover, the perfect filter of Sirius and Lupin in his mind began to shatter! Especially when he thought of the cold-eyed look of Professor Lupin in his memory, it turned out that Professor Lupin was not entirely fair.

"What's wrong? You look like you were kissed by a Dementor."

Harry raised his head and in a daze, he bumped into Ivan and almost knocked the sausage out of his hand.

So dangerous~

"Ivan, you are right. I think I am wrong again! My emotions are so complicated that I feel like I can't breathe. It's like there is an invisible hand strangling my throat."

"Harry, you have your shirt on backwards!"

"Ah? Oh, thank you..." (●′ω`●)

After pulling Alvin to a pillar, Harry took off his shirt and put it back on, and told Alvin about his troubles.

Alvin listened with great interest. It was simply wonderful to watch the show live!

However, no matter who it is, it is estimated that they will not be better than Harry! The most perfect image in my heart collapsed, this...tsk tsk tsk ~

"Okay, that's all about the previous generation. Why do you care so much? Can you change anything?" Ivan put down the melon in his hand and interrupted Harry's struggle.

"I……"

"You can't change it. I once heard a Taoist priest say something very reasonable! He said that the past cannot be changed, but the future can be changed! You can't change the past, but the future is right in front of you!

Don't force anything, just do your best to do what you want to do. You can try to understand, but don't dwell on the past! Just do it yourself."

Ivan patted Harry on the shoulder. He didn't want to say much about the grudges of the previous generation... It depends on their own fate. Some things can't be forced.

Calculating the time, it's about time to start now~

[Little Barty was murdered, and the culprit turned out to be the Minister of Magic! ]

[Barty Crouch Jr. was attacked by Dementors, and the mastermind behind it was actually the Minister of Magic! ]

[Why did Fudge order the murder of Little Barty? Was he really trying to hide the news of the mysterious man's resurrection? ]

[The mysterious man is resurrected, why did Fudge suppress the news? Is he a Death Eater? ]

[Dumbledore was right! An unknown person who was able to sneak into Azkaban filmed the entire process of Barty Jr.'s murder! ]

Bang! Fudge slammed a pile of newspapers onto the table.

He never thought that Irving actually got the evidence of his murder of Barty Jr. Now the newspapers published how he confessed to the Dementors and the scene of Barty Jr. shouting that Voldemort had returned before his death.

Not only that, in addition to this headline, all of his negative information from the past two years has been dug up. Although it did not occupy the headlines, it filled up the content of the newspapers.

It can be said that all the newspapers published by major newspapers have now become a personal black material show about Fudge!

He was scared, this time he was really scared!

"Quick! Suppress all these things! Tell the newspapers that these are all fake!" Fudge tremblingly ordered Percy to suppress these negative news for him.

But Percy was not his diligent first secretary after all. Facing the task given by Fudge, Percy just looked at him coldly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Minister, this is probably the last time I have to address you as such. I haven't had time to inform you that Director Amelia and Director Scrimgeour are on their way with the Aurors.

And when I came to work, I got the news that the superiors had decided to collectively vote to remove you from your position."

As if to prove Percy's words, the door of Fudge's office was pushed open the next moment, and Amelia and Scrimgeour gathered with a group of Aurors and heads of major departments.

"Connelly, are you free now to come with us to the Wizengamot? All the members are here and are waiting for you. Considering that you have made many contributions, we are willing to give you a chance to explain."

Amelia's tone was calm, but it refrained from being rejected!

Fudge must go with the Wizengamot today!

Chapter 401 Satisfied Stihl, Fudge's Future

There are undercurrents in the Ministry of Magic, and Hogwarts is also in a mess.

Umbridge was so angry when she saw the empty Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom that she broke her teaching stick!

No students came to her class! They all skipped class!

Well... no, there are still some, such as the members of the investigation team, but most of them, led by Ivan, skipped Umbridge's class.

What? You ask where all the students are and what to do with the exams? It doesn't matter, it's nothing!

Inside the room where you need everything——

"Longbottom! Hold back your muscles. Casting a spell doesn't require your strength. Swing your wand more gently!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Weasley, speed up your speed in grabbing the chicken leg. You are so slow in using the spell. Are you a turtle in Professor McGonagall's fish tank?"

"Good sir!"

Professor Snape rarely showed a smile on his face. Although he was still mocking every student venomously, it was not difficult to see that he was in a good mood.

That's right, students all come here to study Defense Against the Dark Arts.

It was still the Room of Requirement, but this time it was open and aboveboard! Professor Si was the coach, and it was no longer called Defense Against the Dark Arts, but Spells Against Magic Training.

If he is not the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, then Voldemort’s curse will not be able to find him!

Snape: We are not learning Defense Against the Dark Arts, can you curse me?

This time everyone has learned, and has learned well. There is no need to worry about exams, and no need to see Umbridge, the pink toad. How great!

The old bat is so fierce~

As for whether Umbridge would bring people to cause trouble...

We're sorry, please see the sign outside the Room of Requirement!

[Training area! Umbridge and the one without a nose are not allowed to enter! ]

It also has the signatures of thirteen school directors and all professors, to prove that this is not an illegal gathering of students themselves, but is allowed by the school! Even Umbridge's educational order cannot interfere.

Not convinced? There is a reason next to the sign. If you are dissatisfied, you can go and talk to the reasoner.

Harry practiced spells numbly. In Snape's class, it was not as enjoyable as when they practiced on their own. Although the efficiency was very good, it always felt that something was wrong.

But he still couldn't say it! It was... quite confusing!

Especially when he wanted to give Snape a smile, he was always stabbed back by those sharp eyes!

It doesn't matter, at least they can learn real knowledge about Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Snape was even happier. Although he did not formally attend the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and could not be called by that name, most of the content taught was what he wanted to teach the most. Although these little trolls were a bit annoying, he enjoyed it!

……

Boom!

The gavel fell and the scene fell into silence.