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After the Christmas holiday, the weather has been gloomy, and everyone's mood is similar to the weather. Because Umbridge's presence makes everyone uncomfortable, especially since she begins physically punishing students with that black magic-laden quill. Maybe she felt that she was starting to lose control of the situation in the school, so she could only use violent means to stop everyone's mouths.

Harry, for example, made very little progress on the Occlumency practice taught by Professor Snape after Christmas, which annoyed him, and because his father's relationship with Snape made him eat in class A lot of pain. So I couldn't control my temper. I confronted Umbridge in a class and questioned her class order and teaching content. As a result, I was locked up by the pink toad. When he came back from Umbridge the next night At that time, there was a white wound that had just healed on his hand.

Just as Harry returned to the common room, Ginny asked with concern what the toad's confinement was about. Although Harry didn't want to worry Ginny and only said that the confinement content was just writing sentences, the attentive Ginny still remained. She noticed something was wrong from Harry's slightly frowning brows when he first took Harry's hand, and soon, she found the scar on the back of Harry's hand.

"Is that what you mean by punishing you for writing sentences?" Ginny looked very angry, her red hair like a burning flame. Harry felt that he vaguely saw a younger version of Mrs Weasley. "That old female Yaksha! She's not normal! Go to Mag and talk about the situation!"

"No," said Harry without hesitation, "I don't want Umbridge to know she's upsetting me, she'll be proud. And Professor McGonagall can't control Umbridge right now."

"What about Professor Dumbledore?" Ginny offered another option.

"Neither, I haven't even seen him at school lately. And I feel like he's avoiding me. I guess it has something to do with my recent bad hunger nightmares." Harry was a little frustrated.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't want the professor to know. But you can't do that with your hands." Ginny pulled Harry up to the corner of the common room. "Hermione, Ryan, can you help me see what happened to Harry's hand?"

Ryan and Hermione looked up from the pile of parchment and saw the marks on Harry's hands.

"The confinement of that old woman in Umbridge is to slash the back of your hand with a blade?" Hermione looked at the marks on Harry's hand in surprise. "Are wizards allowed to torture students with torture?"

"No, no." Harry waved his hand. "She just asked me to write with a black quill, and when I write, I get wounds on my hand, and the quill seems to be written in my blood."

"At least this thing is likely to meet the definition of black magic items by wizards." Ryan said as he drew his wand. "Stretch out your hand and I'll take a look." Harry was a little unhappy. He didn't want to show his wounds to his companions, because he felt that it would make himself a little weak. But in the end, he couldn't resist and was pulled by Ginny and stretched out his hand.

"Light of Erendil." Ryan tapped the wound on Harry's left hand with his wand and recited the spell in Elvish language, a silvery white light full of vitality enveloped Harry's left hand. Under the silver light, a faint black mist floated out from the back of the hand, and then quickly dissolved in the silver light.

"A very ingenious black magic tool." Ryan took out a ceramic box and threw it to Ginny, "Apply this to Harry's wound, the wound will heal quickly, and there will be no sequelae."

"Cleverly made? Where did you see it?" Ginny opened the lid,

I found that the box contained a green paste like emerald and had a good smell, so I lifted a little bit with my little finger on the back of Harry's hand and asked at the same time. "Wizards have a lot of magic items that leave wounds on each other without touching each other. My father encounters several of them every year."

"No, this is different." Ryan decided to explain after finding that several people present were staring at him curiously. "General black magic items have obvious black magic reactions, and even the wounds that were made early on these items will have the same black magic reactions, but Harry's wounds don't have that obvious reaction."

After finishing speaking, Ryan said to Harry: "Does it mean that every time you finish writing a sentence, the wound on the back of your hand will heal quickly and leave only a little pain, but this pain will gradually accumulate until you end the confinement. The pain has accumulated and is unbearable."

"No, I can stand it." Harry noticed an inexplicable point, and Ryan looked at him helplessly. He immediately realized something and said, "Yes, that's what happened to me."

"Then this reaction means that the outer layer of the black magic pen made by Umbridge is likely to have a magic similar to a healing spell, so it covers up the fluctuation of the black magic power inside. If the average person does not destroy the quill, it is There is no way to check the black magic inside, and as the senior prosecutor at Hogwarts and the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, no one can destructively check his magic items." Ryan explained in a low voice.

"Then can we find something from the origin of this pen, such as buying illegal black magic products?" Hermione thought about it.

"There shouldn't be anything to check." Ryan shook his head. "As far as I know, Umbridge is a very careful person. So she shouldn't let her handle this. And I think it's very likely that this pen is a She made it herself."

"How is that possible? Just her?" Harry let out a contemptuous laugh. "That old woman who only makes us study?"

Ryan finally figured out why in the original book Harry and the others were so conscientious that they still held their DA meeting as usual when someone was inexplicably missing, because in Harry's mind, this man who had never shown his level of magic in front of everyone. She was probably the same person as Lockhart in second grade, so naturally she didn't take her to heart.

"Don't look down on Umbridge, it's true that her ability to climb to where she is today is inseparable from her scheming. But it's impossible for a person who only knows how to get to the lowest level of the Ministry of Magic to climb to where she is today. ." Ryan saw that Harry and the others still had expressions of disbelief, so he broke the news. "According to the information I collected before, Umbridge can conjure up a cat-like physical patron saint."

"Merlin!" "It's unbelievable." Harry and the others widened their eyes in surprise when they heard the last sentence. Especially for Harry, as a wizard who can conjure a physical guardian angel, he knows how difficult it is.

"Then why doesn't she show her magic? I've never seen her show her magic." After a few seconds of silence, Ginny asked her own inner question, because wizards respect those who are powerful anyway. Man, if Umbridge showed his level of magic there would likely be far less resistance than he is now.

"Because she knows she entered Hogwarts as a Ministry of Magic employee, she must use her identity to the fullest in this case. If she uses magic, she will put herself on the front line of confrontation, Umm. Richie was an extremely selfish person. She fell to Fudge only because Fudge would do her a favor, so she wouldn't give her everything for Fudge."

Having said that, Ryan used the wand to dissolve the black magic power remaining in Harry's other hand, and then put away the wand and said to Ginny and Harry. "Okay, the wound on Harry's hand has been healed, but I personally suggest that it is better not to stimulate Umbridge as much as possible recently, because we have more and more valuable things to do than vent our emotions."

"You have some truth in what you said, I will try my best to control myself." Harry turned his head and said solemnly while Ginny was helping Harry apply medicine.

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