The God of Ice and Fire at Hogwarts

Irina glanced at Umbridge, who was wearing a printed robe. She suppressed the murderous intention in her heart and said nonchalantly: "Oh, I'm late, what next?"

Irina said as she noticed Harry sitting at the desk writing slowly.

The quill in Harry's hand was not any quill she had ever seen, but a long, thin black quill with a sharp tip like a knife.

There was no ink on the desk, but the words "I cannot contradict the professor" were written line by line on the paper with blood-red liquid.

On the back of Harry's hand, Irina could see that his skin was slightly red, and it seemed to have left faint traces.

Fortunately, Irina didn't come too late, Harry hadn't had time to write for long, and the scar left on the back of his hand was not very obvious.

Seeing this scene, Irina's anger rose again.

But at this moment, Umbridge's voice came over again: "Okay, Miss Lowell, I need you to write: I cannot insult the professor."

As she spoke, Umbridge tapped her wand lightly on the desk, and a roll of parchment and a black quill fell on the table.

Umbridge's own magical attainments are not low, otherwise she would not be able to release the Patronus Curse, but she is purely bad, a real bad kind, bad enough to take pleasure in torturing others.

To be honest, Umbridge may be the only wizard in the entire wizarding world whose mind will not be affected by any black magic after using the Cruciatus Curse.

When other dark wizards cast the Cruciatus Curse, they have twisted thoughts in their hearts and want to torture others, which are extremely negative emotions.

But when Umbridge tortures others, she can feel the positive emotion of happiness.

Looking at the blank parchment on the table and the black quill placed aside that was exactly the same as the black quill in Harry's hand, Irina lowered her eyes slightly.

Instead of sitting down as Umbridge asked, she walked over and pulled Harry up.

"Stop writing, Harry."

Irina said softly, but in the depths of her beautiful ice-blue eyes, there was suppressed murderous intent.

Seeing this, Umbridge's expression turned cold, and she said coldly: "What do you want to do, Lowell? Don't forget, this is my office, and you are in my confinement! Please follow my instructions Ask to do it!”

Irina turned around suddenly and shouted angrily: "This is fucking corporal punishment, Umbridge! You wantonly inflicted corporal punishment on the little wizards at Hogwarts Castle. What would happen if their parents knew about it?" Heartache?!”

Every child is treated as a treasure in their own family, but in front of Umbridge, they are just playthings that can be trampled on at will. It is hard to imagine the feelings of the parents of those little wizards who suffered from Umbridge. What would you think.

Even though Harry's parents have passed away long ago, he still has Sirius and his friends!

Hearing Irina's words, Umbridge covered her mouth and chuckled. She said in a particularly fake and gentle tone: "But this is the punishment you deserve, isn't it? No matter who did it, Anything you shouldn’t do will be punished accordingly!”

…

Time goes back to 5:10 p.m.

Lin En, who had been staying in the dormitory for nearly two days, finally came out.

If the fifth-grade wizard was as busy as the high school senior in Linn's previous life, spending all his energy preparing for the O.W.Ls exam and having a full schedule of classes every day.

Then the little wizard in sixth grade is equivalent to the college student in Lin En's previous life. He has almost no classes all day long, especially a person like Lin En who, in addition to the few compulsory courses in the first five school years, has taken an elective alchemy course. As a little wizard, the total number of lessons for a whole week is less than ten!

This made Lin En stay in the dormitory for the past two days, studying Ziwei Tianhuo. He didn't even go to the auditorium to eat, and even ate the compressed biscuits in his bag.

This also made Linn unclear about what happened in the castle in the past two days.

When Linn arrived at the Slytherin common room, Irvine came over anxiously.

"Good afternoon, Irwin. It looks like you have something going on?"

Linn greeted Irwin gently and then asked.

Irwin said quickly: "Something big happened. Irina and Harry Potter were detained by that old bitch Umbridge! At five o'clock this afternoon!"

After hearing Irwin's words, Linn's expression changed, and he suddenly pulled out his wand from his waist.

Others may not know the content of Umbridge's confinement, but how could he and Irina not know it? !

If it wasn't to save Harry, Irina wouldn't have gone to Umbridge's confinement!

"Lynn, what are you...?" Irwin was stunned.

But Linn ignored Irwin. He asked Irwin to wait for him in the Slytherin common room, and then arrived as quickly as possible outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

At this time, in the office, Umbridge was confronting Irina.

Irina casually picked up the black quill from the table, and her cold voice came out: "This quill uses the user's blood to write, and will leave scars on the back of the user's hand. ? Why do you think I would harm myself with this damn quill?!"

Umbridge said with a hideous smile: "As long as you still want to be a student here, you must complete your confinement tasks in accordance with the requirements of me, the professor, do you understand?"

Irina wanted to say something else, but at this moment, a low voice sounded outside the door.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

I saw an orange-red light shining outside the door, and the next moment, the door of the entire office was blown to pieces.

Smoke and dust swept in, and the wood chips that exploded flew in all directions, even breaking several plates on the wall.

The three people in the office subconsciously looked towards the door, and saw Lin En walking in with a cold face, his dark red eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent.

The moment Lin En walked into the office, he raised his hand and threw out a forbidden demonic fire that turned into reality. The black-red flame ignited out of thin air and blocked the original door of the office, like a black wall. generally.

"Confuse the public!"

Linn shouted again, and a confusion spell was thrown at the door.

Under the influence of the confusion spell, people passing by in the corridor will subconsciously think that everything is normal here and nothing is happening.

Unless it is a devil-level wizard like Dumbledore, no one will see through the confusion spell here, and Dumbledore, who has long been an ally of Lin En and Irina, will naturally not expose Lin En's confusion spell.

At this time, Linn's eyes swept over Harry and Irina. When he saw the black quill in Irina's hand, he subconsciously thought that Irina had written with that harmful quill.

This made the killing intent in his eyes reach an unprecedented level!

Linn raised the wand in his hand and pointed it directly at the frightened Umbridge. A cold and murderous voice came from his mouth: "Avada..." (End of Chapter)