Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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“I’ll go over and take a look and settle the exchange students. Dolores will wait for me at the door of the headmaster office.” Aaron waved his hand gently, and confessed a few words with Hermione. After a burst of fire, the silhouette of Aaron turning into a phoenix disappeared. Up.

“Thank you so much, Professor Harris!” Umbridge was so excited that when he answered, his voice ran away and made a pug-like sound. Even if Aaron was gone, Umbridge still bowed to the place where he disappeared. Bowed, then turned around and stepped on his short legs and ran all the way towards the headmaster’s office.

Aaron’s feet landed quietly on the solid ground, “Hey, Aaron Harris, what are you…” A cold voice fell silent as soon as it sounded, and Aaron quickly waved wand, and a string of Stupefy quickly hit All the portraits in the room. The portraits of the previous headmasters of men and women are all asleep in the photos. Some fell directly to the ground, some collapsed on a chair with armrests, and some leaned against the portrait frame…

The exquisite silverware in the headmaster’s room stood on the slender-legged table, quietly spraying smoke and spinning. Aaron looked around this room, there was nothing to act blindly without thinking. He walked to the door, opened the rare beast copper ring door, stepped on the revolving staircase, and opened the stone rare beast at the door.

Umbridge stepped up the stairs with his eyes beaming, and as soon as he entered the headmaster room, he wanted to go straight to the headmaster long table.

“Stop, Dolores, you don’t think that Dumbledore is just closing the door? These devices have protective charms on them. These portraits can’t tell anyone anymore, there is time.” Aaron spoke to Umbridge from the air. With a wave, the opponent was just like being caught by Dumbledore before, and was easily pinched to the side by the invisible hand.

“Wait, Harris, Professor Umbridge, you can’t enter the headmaster room without Dumbledore’s permission.” Professor McGonagall broke in excitedly, and she watched Umbridge, who had been mad before, standing next to Aaron like a servant, browse Tightly knit, “They really colluded, and Dumbledore was kicked out of school under their conspiracy.”

“Professor McGonagall, I think you can’t enter the headmaster room without my permission. I am the current headmaster of Hogwarts. Dumbledore is just a fugitive. Also, you should call Mr. Aaron Harris a professor. He is now Your colleague.” Umbridge, who had just arranged his hair tossed by Aaron’s curse, had a sinister and kind smile on his face.

McGonagall’s lips were pressed together tightly, her fingers squeezed her wand, and then let go weakly, Umbridge smiled happily.

Professor McGonagall looked towards the imprint of omniscience that hasn’t dissipated until now in the sky, with a little bit of disgust and weakness in his eyes, turned his head and looked towards Aaron, and couldn’t help but recall the likable appearance of the other party when he was transfiguration in the lower grades. Another burst of heartache and self-blame. Although he is not the other’s head, McGonagall thinks that Aaron is also his own student. “Why is the younger wizard with the higher innate talent easier to follow the wrong path?”

Ron’s arm, who was watching from the outside of the headmaster’s office, slammed Harry beside him, a flash of pleasure flashed across his face, and his heart turned madly, “Look, I know, Aaron Harris is not a good thing.” idea.

Harry stared at Aaron with sadness. Aaron never proved to them that Voldemort returned. He could still use Aaron. He didn’t really see. Aaron had other plans to convince himself. But this scene made Harry’s fantasy and excuses disappeared. Obviously not. Aaron is Umbridge’s accomplice, but Umbridge is following Aaron’s instructions.

There are more and more people watching outside the door of the headmaster office, but both the teacher and the students can only watch Aaron cautiously, but one by one, they use 10000 curses on the instruments in the headmaster office. To crack the curse, the protective curses opened by the collection of books and the magic Rare Item were cracked one by one by Aaron. The books on the bookshelves in the headmaster room all automatically flew to the floor of the open space next to them and accumulated automatically.

After a long time, Aaron withdrew the wand, and under the gaze of the Hogwarts teachers and students, extend the hand to Umbridge in a pleased gesture. The expression on Umbridge’s face looked like a toad was about to swallow a delicious one. Juicy Fly, quickly twisting his fat body, sat on the chair belonging to the headmaster, took a long breath, closed his eyes and felt the sense of power brought to her by the huge backrest of the headmaster sofa chair.

Seeing Umbridge finally sitting in the position that had long belonged to Dumbledore, McGonagall looked so angry on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, Hufflepuff head Pomona Sprout’s support and comfort did not stop being fainted by the anger as before. , Seeing things can’t be done, the two female professors turned around and prepared to leave the headmaster office that had belonged to Umbridge.

“En? Please wait, Professor McGonagall, where are you going?” Aaron, with his hands on his back, asked Griffindor’s head with an exaggerated expression of surprise.

Professor McGonagall, who was still in need of help, was stunned, suddenly straightened up, and pushed Professor Sprout aside with a slight but determined force, “Are there any instructions, Professor Harris?” The blood and courage returned again. On her already pale cheeks, she turned around and looked at Aaron squarely.

“Professor McGonagall, don’t you plan to take care of these personal belongings of Dumbledore for him?” After speaking, the smiling Aaron blinked right at McGonagall and Sprout like a prank.

“What?! Are you asking me to keep Albus’s belongings? You didn’t intend to…” McGonagall stared wide-eyed so that her glasses slipped onto her nose.

Umbridge, who had closed her eyes on the school bench and felt that she couldn’t sit still anymore, she stood up and said, “Wait, Mr. Harris, what are you?!” She tried to grab Aaron with her hand, but finally she didn’t dare to touch it. Touching the opponent can only stop his hands in the air awkwardly.

Aaron glanced at the people suspiciously. “What are you strange about? Dumbledore was relieved of the Hogwarts headmaster position after he left. He also illegally occupied the headmaster office. I just came to correct him that’s all, but no matter which company is in After the employee is fired, he doesn’t have the right to embezzle his personal belongings, right?”

Umbridge stomped anxiously beside, “Wait! Mr. Aaron Harris, our Ministry of Magic needs to find Dumbledore’s evidence and whereabouts from these items! You can’t…Please don’t give them to McGonagall to let her take.” I just wanted to use the usual bureaucratic tone to order, but I had to change my tone to a more tactful tone.

“Our Ministry of Magic?” Aaron’s expression was still full of exaggeration as before, “Dolores, I don’t remember that I confessed… I have not heard of my 2… The magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement managed by Rolan Harris I have issued a permission order for the temporary seizure of Dumbledore’s goods and property, but it is illegal to temporarily seize a wizard’s property without permission.”

“I don’t have one, but…but…I’m going now! Minister Fudge can also issue relevant permits!” Umbridge looked a little incoherent, and was surprised to find that the other party even brazenly pretended to be mistaken in saying what he said to the magic Department of Magical Law Enforcement Umbridge had to seize Fudge as the final hole card in an attempt to get Aaron to change his attention.

“Of course you can do this, Dolores.” Aaron stopped smiling and continued to walk a few steps towards Umbridge with his hands on his back. Hogwarts’ new headmaster unconsciously backed away as Aaron’s slowly approached.

Upon seeing this, Aaron stopped and let his smile return to his face, “You can still tell Fudge about this matter as it is, and ask him to come and talk to me if he has any dissatisfaction, but this time before you get it. There is no way to stop this action, can you? Maybe you can compare the speed with Professor McGonagall?”

Then Aaron shook his head and smacked his lips, “Oh, naive Dolores, are you really going to move the personal belongings of one of the most powerful white wizards in the world? When I watched the news on TV, I thought you had already suffered. Lesson learned.”

Umbridge’s almost compassionate gaze made Umbridge instantly realize that she was stunned by victory again. She recalled her feelings that day, and then she was shocked by her own ignorance just now.

Umbridge now looks like a middle-aged young girl who is frightened. She sat down on the school bench with her chest throbbing with fear.