"The Blood Wizard of Hogwarts (

Ivan pushed away from the crowd and soon saw Professor Trelawney standing in the middle of the hall.

At this moment, she was holding a magic wand in one hand and some divination tools in the other. Her eyes were teary, her hair was very messy, her glasses were crooked, and she looked embarrassed.

And Umbridge stood in the entrance of the hall and threw two old suitcases in front of Trelawney.

"You...you can't!" Professor Trelawney looked at Umbridge and screamed with excitement, tears pouring from behind the big lenses, "You can't fire me! I've been here for sixteen years!" Ho... Hogwarts is me... my home!"

"It used to be... this was your home, but it won't be anymore!" Umbridge said arrogantly, watching Trelawney sitting down on a box and crying, her toad like a toad. A smug smile appeared on his face.

"Come on, your stay here will only embarrass us, Trelawney! The Ministry of Magic has signed an order to dismiss you, and now I ask you to leave this castle..."

Seeing Trelawney's unwillingness to leave, Umbridge impatiently reached out to Tralawney's sleeve, trying to drag her out of the hall.

The faces of the little wizards onlookers showed a little sympathy.

The eyes of the professors who looked at Umbridge were getting worse...

Although not many people like to talk all day long and curse Trelawney, who died in the same place, the fellow professors of the college saw Trelawney being forcibly driven away, and they couldn't help feeling a little bit of sadness in their hearts.

Ivan looked around, trying to find Dumbledore's figure. Now that the professor in the school has been expelled, Dumbledore, the principal, should never continue to play missing.

However, Ivan looked around and did not find the white beard in the crowd.

Ivan frowned slightly, and after a few steps back, he wanted to perform Bogut's transformation in the dark. He didn't want to see Trelawney being driven out of Hogwarts for his own reasons.

At this moment, a voice rang.

"Wait... Trelawney shouldn't leave Hogwarts!"

Trelawney paused as he stepped out of the hall, while Umbridge turned his head in dissatisfaction behind him, wanting to see who was interrupting his interest, and then he saw a serious McGonagall. The professor squeezed out of the crowd.

She walked straight to Professor Trelawney, patted her back lightly, pulled a bandanna from her robe, and sighed. "Okay, Sybil... calm down... blow your nose... things are not as bad as you think..."

"Really, Professor McGonagall?" Umbridge said with a sneer. "I need to remind you...According to the dismissal order signed by me and the Minister of Magic, which is the "Education Order No. 23"! The top investigator of Hogwarts...that is me! The right to inspect, retain and inspect Dismiss any teacher who does not meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic!"

"Yes, according to the rules and regulations, Trelawney is no longer a professor at the college..." Professor McGonagall raised his brows and said.

"If that's the case, then you should understand..." Umbridge started to speak with a throat, but before she could finish speaking, he was interrupted by McGonagall's words.

"You have the authorization from the Ministry of Magic to expel the professor. That's right, but you don't have the right to expel her from this castle, do you?"

Professor McGonagall looked back at Trelawney, who was still sobbing, and said categorically. "Although Trelawney does not have the status of a teaching professor, she can still be the principal's guest and still has the right to stay in this castle!"

Umbridge's face suddenly became ugly, and he asked word by word. "That's what Dumbledore meant? Then why didn't he come out to see me in person?"

"When Principal Dumbledore was away, I was the acting principal and was solely responsible for the internal affairs of Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall stood in front of Trelawney and replied forcefully.

"Acting principal? I'm afraid this has not been approved by the Ministry of Magic?" Umbridge looked at McGonagall gloomily.

"According to the rules and regulations, the temporary appointment of an acting principal requires only the principal's consent!" Professor McGonagall said tit-for-tat.

"Okay, very good! Wait, the Ministry of Magic won't let you do anything wrong!" Umbridge gritted his teeth, and then continued happily as if thinking of something.

"There is also Principal Dumbledore. I have looked for him many times, but he is not in this school every time. This is a very serious dereliction of duty. I believe that the proposal to impeach him is already on Secretary Fudge's table..."

Umbridge’s intimidation was not taken to heart by Professor McGonagall, she just responded indifferently. "That's something for the future, at least now you don't have the right to expel Trelawney!"

Umbridge glared at McGonagall angrily, then turned and left angrily.

There was a burst of enthusiastic applause in the auditorium, and the little wizards gathered here looked at Professor McGonagall who drove away Umbridge with admiration and admiration.

Over the past few days, Umbridge has gone against the odds at school, causing anger and resentment. Everyone is accumulating anger. Now that she is deflated, she is naturally happy!

Ivan also clapped vigorously. Umbridge was even more capable than he had imagined. After only more than two months of enrollment, the Ministry of Magic had already lost their hearts and minds.

Even the teaching professors are bored with Umbridge, so it seems that some of his plans can already be implemented.

But before that, he still needs to go to the principal's office to take a look and confirm some things!

Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic have never been taken care of by Ivan. It is easy to play Fudge. The only thing he really cares about is the movements of Dumbledore and Voldemort...

After dealing with Umbridge, Professor McGonagall waved his magic wand to release the floating spell on the suitcases, and then pulled Trelawney upstairs, who was still choking.

The crowd gathered in the auditorium quickly dispersed. On the way back to the lounge, the little wizards were still talking in twos and threes about the dispute between McGonagall and Umbridge.

"Professor McGonagall was so handsome just now, someone should have cured Umbridge long ago!" Ron recalled Umbridge's angry and helpless look, very happy.

Harry also nodded. Professor McGonagall really gave them a sigh of anger~com~ Hermione was not as optimistic as the two of them, but thinking of the words Umbridge said before leaving, magic The Ministry deliberately impeached Dumbledore in an attempt to drive him out of Hogwarts.

If the Ministry of Magic really does this, they will face the worst situation.

Thinking about this, Hermione was a little worried. Even though she wanted to discuss a countermeasure with Ivan, when she turned her head, she found that Ivan, who was still by their side, was now gone...

...

At the same time, on the top floor of the castle, in front of the headmaster's office, Ivan tried the password again and again against the guard statue.

"Zizi honey candy~"

"Cockroach pile~"

"Crying nose! Residue~squeeze?"

...

Just when he was talking about "pumpkin juice", the stone statue suddenly shook and rose slowly, opening an entrance.

Ivan strode in. There was no one in the principal's room. Even Fox was no longer on his branches. He could only vaguely see many documents and envelopes scattered on the table. The surface was dusty. There should be no one for a long time. Take care of it.

Randomly glanced around in the principal's room, Ivan's gaze stopped for a while on two of them, and finally turned to the portraits of the principals hung on the wall and asked.

"Good afternoon, dear principals, do you know where the current principal Dumbledore has been recently? I have something very important to look for him..."

Ivan’s voice reverberated continuously in the closed principal’s room. Dozens of principals on the wall looked at him together, staring at him curiously but silently, only the portrait of the lady who had been watching him by the side was kind. Said.

"We don't know the whereabouts of Principal Dumbledore. He has come back several times this semester, but each time he left soon..."