The Alchemist of Harry Potter

One night, Umbridge, who found herself suddenly turned into a toad, almost went crazy because of it, and her temper became even more irritable. Madam Pomfrey had to provide her with a lot of tranquilizers to prevent Umbridge from being affected by her appearance. And completely collapsed.

What bothered Madam Pomfrey even more, however, was not only finding time to comfort the pesky toad, but also dealing with the inquisitive students.

After the news of Umbridge becoming a toad spread, in order to see the toad in person, groups of students used the quick-acting candy provided by the Weasley brothers and sent themselves to the school hospital for treatment. Get a glimpse of what the toad really looks like.

Madam Pomfrey had to take out the drapes and hang them around Umbridge's bed, so that no one could see the toad, lest she feel embarrassed and lose control of her emotions. However, the effect is not good, because the curtains can't block everyone's voice, let alone the students who like to kill themselves.

To this end, Mrs. Pomfrey has suggested Umbridge more than once to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for more regular treatment, but this proposal was rejected by Umbridge. She did not want others to know that she had changed. into this look.

Umbridge knew very well that once she showed up at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries in this form, it would make the headlines the next day.

She would never allow this to happen.

However, Umbridge didn't know that a certain black-hearted guy had already photographed her looking like a toad, ready to publish it in a magazine.

On the third day after Umbridge became a toad, Fudge, the Minister of Magic, went to Hogwarts to visit the doctor in person, and had a quarrel with Dumbledore over this matter, which completely brought out his sensuality.

Dumbledore reluctantly said that this is likely to be the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. As we all know, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts always has bad luck. Everyone knows about it. Even before Umbridge took office, Dumbledore clearly mentioned it to the other party.

However, Fudge didn't think so. He thought that Umbridge's appearance was completely caused by Dumbledore. This was Dumbledore's conspiracy.

In the face of such unreasonable accusations, Dumbledore did not get angry, but said mildly that Madam Pomfrey would do everything in her power to treat Umbridge. Or transfer Professor Umbridge to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for better treatment.

In the end, Fudge, after consulting Umbridge, allowed her to stay at Hogwarts for treatment.

Staying in school wasn't the best option for Umbridge.

The bad consequences left behind soon came out.

Since then, Umbridge has regularly received gifts from strangers, including chocolate frogs, lifelike strings of cockroaches, singing greeting cards and miniature statuettes.

These nasty gifts, like a bunch of uninvited villains, took over the table beside Umbridge's bed.

At first, Umbridge didn't realize that something was wrong, until she bit the chocolate frog that had been added with Aliott leaf extract, and then she deeply realized the maliciousness of people.

Cockroach skewers are very realistic soft candies, exactly like cockroaches, and they have been enchanted by people to always drill into other people's mouths. It is said that it tastes very disgusting when eaten.

The cards would sing "Song of the Toad" to a lullaby tune, and even if they tried to burn them, the sound would linger long enough to finish the song. The doll statue model is the appearance of Umbridge transformed into a toad, and it is still jumping, and those who don’t know it think it is a human-shaped toad.

Umbridge was so furious that Madam Pomfrey threw all the gifts away. However, those things would appear on the table next to Umbridge's bed the next day, and the cockroaches on the cockroach string would even crawl into Umbridge's mouth, leaving an indelible memory on Umbridge.

After a few times, Umbridge didn't dare ask Madam Pomfrey to throw things away, for fear that he would wake up with half a cockroach.

Now she can only do the next best thing, get a white cloth to cover the things, so as not to get in the way.

This still doesn't solve the problem.

If Umbridge did that, he'd be covered in cockroaches the next day.

She completely compromised.

Although Madam Pomfrey thought that if she had been willing to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, this shouldn't have happened, but that still didn't change Toad's decision to stay at Hogwarts.

It's just that Umbridge didn't know that his insistence was meaningless at all.

"I dare say, Toad will be so excited that he will faint when he sees this "Defense Express"."

Fred took the newspaper he got from Albert and suggested with a smile, "We should send a copy to Toad."

"I've had the house-elf deliver it, and she'll be very excited when she receives it."

"Excited enough to jump out of bed."

"I think it should be shared with everyone. Anyway, the toad is in the hospital now, and no one will come to trouble. Now is the best opportunity. I think this magazine will definitely impress everyone." George said that Albert wanted to Things to do.

"Also, we should have rescheduled the broadcast." Lee Jordan liked the Wizard's Lookout broadcast.

"You can arrange a letter to Umbridge for her to congratulate her." Albert was quite satisfied with this. "When the time comes, take the radio to Umbridge's bedside and play it, and let Toad listen to everyone's delivery. Bless her.

The four of them looked at each other with unconcealed malice on their faces.

On that day, a large number of free "Defense Letters" appeared in Hogwarts Castle, and they were quickly known by curious students.

Umbridge's toad appearance even appeared on the cover of the magazine. The only regret is that Umbridge on the cover of the magazine has no head.

According to some of the parties, Toad's face is very similar to that of a toad.

Everyone blamed the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's curse for what happened to her, and many said that Toad would soon be out of Hogwarts.

The most annoying thing is that the Anti-Toad Alliance stated that it was responsible for the matter, and claimed that the Alliance had achieved preliminary results against toads, which won unanimous praise from everyone.

For a time, the number of students claiming to be the anti-toad alliance jumped up a lot.

"Defense Express" has become a must-read newspaper for the Anti-Toad League.

As for the education order?

Umbridge was still lying in the hospital hospital and didn't have time to trouble everyone.

The Wizard's Watch Station is also very popular, and students often gather together to listen to the broadcast of the Wizard's Watch Station and discuss the contents.

However, people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

After discovering the latest issue of Defense Express, Umbridge jumped up from the hospital bed in anger and tore the Defense Express to shreds. In the end, Madam Pomfrey had to use a stun spell to put her into a deep sleep. Successfully prevent the other party from getting too emotional.

No way, the cover of this magazine is Umbridge looking like a toad. Although she has no head, it is not difficult to recognize the person on the cover from her clothes.

…

what!

A shrill scream pierced through the night.

The compartment next to the school hospital was suddenly opened, and Madam Pomfrey, holding a wand, walked into the school hospital vigilantly.

"what happened?"

Madam Pomfrey raised her wand and probed for the hospital bed, but she saw nothing. She fought back her anger and looked at Umbridge, who was about to hide behind her.

"Giant, giant, there is a giant..."

"There are no giants here!" Madam Pomfrey interrupted impatiently. "You just had a nightmare. I told you to take sleeping pills."

"I'm sure it's a giant," Umbridge retorted loudly. "I just saw a giant!"

"You're having a nightmare." Madam Pomfrey circled the school hospital with her wand raised, and said to Umbridge with a blank expression, "Look, there are no giants here except you."

Being woken up in the middle of the night, it was no wonder Madam Pomfrey was in a bad mood.

Umbridge was speechless because the giant she had just seen had disappeared, but she was sure it was definitely a giant just now.

But how did it disappear?

"What's the matter, I heard screaming just now."

Professor McGonagall appeared at the entrance of the school hospital wearing pajamas and holding a wand, looking at the two people inside, his expression became a little weird.

"Umbridge is having a nightmare," Madam Pomfrey explained helplessly.

"Peeves, I dare say it's Peeves."

Filch didn't forget to put the blame on Peeves. Recently, Peeves couldn't continue to harm Umbridge, only Filch and other Hogwarts students.

Not long ago, Peeves even opened a can of herring in Filch's office and dumped the can on the ground.

"Bobbie, you should get her some sleeping pills."

Professor McGonagall looked at Umbridge, who looked like a toad, with a dark face, and said coldly, "You can't be woken up twice."

"Go back and rest. It's a long night," Madam Pomfrey said to Umbridge. "I'll go get you some sleeping pills, and how will everyone sleep then?"

"No, I don't drink that stuff." Umbridge refused directly.

Once, after drinking that thing, she woke up and found a bunch of cockroaches stuffed in her mouth, and she was scared out of her heart.

Having had the experience last time, Umbridge was reluctant to drink that thing even after being beaten to death, for fear that someone would put something strange into her mouth when she was drowsy.

"I still recommend that you go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to receive more formal treatment." Professor McGonagall shook his head and walked outside, no longer meeting Umbridge.

That toad face made Professor McGonagall look sick to her stomach.

"Professor, over there in classroom 11..." Filch quickly caught up and reminded.

"Classroom Eleven?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Filch suspiciously. If Filch hadn't come to her just now and said something about classroom 11, she would never have come to check what happened.

"Yeah," Filch said firmly. "There's someone talking over there. I suspect someone is in classroom eleven."

Professor McGonagall followed Filch toward classroom eleven, and shortly after she knocked on the door softly, she heard the door open from the inside.

"Is something wrong?"

Firenze's voice sounded inside.Follow current s on novelenglish.net . (f)ire

"Professor Firenze, have you seen any other students...?" Professor McGonagall stared at another person in the classroom and asked, "Mr. Anderson, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Professor, I'm talking about astrology with Professor Firenze." Albert raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not expecting to be disturbed. When he saw Filch behind Professor McGonagall, he probably guessed the reason. .

Crystal ball divination has limitations. If you can master the centaur astrology, it is not a bad choice.

After all, divination can indeed bring him a lot of convenience.

"Communication astrology?" Professor McGonagall felt a little absurd.

"Astronomy and astrology are conducted at night." Albert explained kindly, "If possible, I actually want to come during the day. By the way, something happened just now, I seem to hear screams."

"Anderson was gifted in astrology."

Firenze was actually very happy that Albert came to talk to him. He didn't have any friends at school, and Hagrid was one of them, but Hagrid rarely came to him.

Firenze was not doing well at school, he had few friends.

Professor McGonagall suddenly didn't know what to say, and finally nodded towards Firenze. After saying something to disturb him, he turned and left with Filch.

She had also exchanged academic knowledge with Albert, and knew that it was obviously inappropriate to use the school's rules at this time, especially after the Umbridge thing, she was too lazy to care. "

"Professor, this..."

Filch didn't know what to do either. He didn't expect Professor McGonagall to ignore it.

"Don't worry, Firenze will keep an eye on him, not to mention Anderson won't make trouble." Professor McGonagall said calmly: "It's not good to disturb other people's exchange of academic knowledge."

Filch's mouth gradually grew, his eyes became confused, and he chose to pretend he didn't see it and didn't care about anything.

In fact, Filch's impression of Albert is not too bad.

Although he always spent time with those two annoying Weasleys, he rarely got himself into trouble, let alone the President of the Student Council.

Moreover, Professor McGonagall obviously didn't want to care.

"Academic exchange?" Filch shook his head and walked away. "What the hell."

"They're gone," Firenze said.

"Well, it's still early, let's continue!" Albert took out his pocket watch, glanced at the time, and said.

"It's getting late, go back to rest early." Firenze said, "Continue another day."

"Oh, okay, goodbye." After saying goodbye to Firenze, Albert prepared to return to the common room.

"Goodbye, it was a pleasure to communicate with you."

Firenze told Albert a lot about the centaurs' astrology discoveries. What surprised him was that Albert's understanding of astrology was not much inferior to that of the centaurs, and sometimes he even offered unique insights. Give Firenze an original feel.

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