"I'll go take a look and settle the exchange students down. Dolores, wait for me at the door of the principal's office." Allen waved his hand gently and said a few more words to Hermione. After a burst of fire, Allen's phoenix form disappeared.
"Thank you so much, Professor Harris!" Umrich was so excited that her voice was out of tune when she answered, sounding like a pug. Even though Allen had already disappeared, Umrich still bowed in the direction where he disappeared. Then, she turned around and trotted toward the principal's office with her short legs.
Allen's feet landed softly on the solid ground. "Eh, Allen Harris, why are you …" A cold voice sounded and then fell silent. Allen quickly waved his magic wand and hit all the portraits in the room with a series of dizziness. The portraits of the previous principals were all unconscious in the photos. Some had fallen directly to the ground, some were slumped on the armchairs, and some were leaning against the frame of the portrait …
The exquisite silverware in the principal's office stood on the slender table, quietly puffing out smoke and spinning. Allen looked around the room and did not act rashly. He walked to the door, pulled open the monster bronze ring door, stepped onto the spiral staircase, and opened the stone monster at the door.
Umrich's eyes lit up as she stepped onto the stairs. As soon as she entered the principal's office, she wanted to pounce on the principal's long table.
"Stop, Dolores. You don't think that Dumbledore only sealed the door, do you? These instruments have all been activated with a protective spell. These portraits can't be used to inform anyone. We have all the time in the world. " Allen waved his hand at Umrich across the air. Just like how she was caught by Dumbledore, she was easily grabbed by the invisible hand and lifted to the side.
"Wait a minute. Harris, Professor Umrich, you can't enter the principal's office without Dumbledore's permission." Professor Mag barged in agitatedly. She frowned when she saw the arrogant Umrich standing beside Allen like a servant. "They are indeed in cahoots. Dumbledore was chased out of the school because of their conspiracy."
"Professor Mag, I think you can't enter the principal's office without my permission now. I am the current principal of Hogwarts. Dumbledore is just a fugitive. Also, you should address Mr. Allen Harris as Professor. He is now your colleague." Umrich, who had just tidied her hair that Allen's spell, had a sinister and friendly smile.
Mag's lips were tightly pressed together. Her fingers tightened around her wand, but she let go weakly. Umrich smiled even more happily.
Professor Mag looked at the omniscient imprint that still hadn't dissipated in the sky, and there was a hint of disgust and helplessness in her eyes. She turned to look at Allen, and couldn't help but recall how adorable he was when he was younger. She felt a pang of heartache and self-reproach. Although she wasn't the principal, Mag considered Allen to be her student. Why is it that the more talented a little wizard is, the easier it is for them to go down the wrong path?
Ron, who was watching from outside the headmaster's office, nudged Harry beside him with his arm, and a gleeful look flashed across his face. "See, I knew Alan Harris wasn't a good person." His mind was spinning wildly with the thought, "See, I knew Alan Harris wasn't a good person.
Harry stared at Allen with grief in his eyes. When Allen refused to prove the return of the Lord Voldemort, he could still convince himself that Allen didn't see it, and that Allen had other plans. However, the scene before his eyes had shattered all of his fantasies and excuses. Clearly, Allen wasn't an accomplice of Umrich. Instead, it was Umrich who was following Allen's instructions.
More and more people were gathering outside the principal's office, but both the teachers and the students could only watch as Alan carefully used the End of All Curses spell on the instruments in the office one by one. The protective spells activated by the books and magical items were cracked by Alan one by one. The books on the bookshelves in the principal's office all automatically flew to the floor of the open space next to the office and accumulated automatically.
After a long while, Allen withdrew his wand. Under the watchful eyes of the teachers and students of Hogwarts, he reached out his hand and gestured for Umrich to go ahead. Umrich's expression was like a toad about to swallow a delicious and juicy fly. She quickly twisted her fat body and sat on the principal's chair. She heaved a long sigh and closed her eyes, feeling the power of the huge back of the principal's sofa.
Umrich finally sat in the seat that had always belonged to Dumbledore. Mag looked like he was about to faint from anger. Luckily, Pomona Sprout, the president of Hufflepuff, supported and comforted him, so he didn't faint from anger like before. The two female professors began to turn and prepare to leave the principal's office, which already belonged to Umrich.
"Hmm? Please wait a minute, Professor Mag. Where are you going? "Allen asked the president of Gryffindor with his hands clasped behind his back and an exaggerated expression of surprise on his face.
Professor Mag, who needed someone to support her, was stunned. She suddenly straightened up and pushed Professor Sprout aside with a slight but determined force. "Do you have any other instructions, Professor Harris?" Blood and courage returned to her already pale cheeks. She turned around and looked at Ellen in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Professor Mag, aren't you going to take care of Dumbledore's personal belongings for him?" After saying that, Allen winked at Mag and Sprout with a smile as if he had succeeded in a prank.
"What?! You want me to take care of Abusi's belongings? You're not going to … "Mag's eyes widened so much that her glasses slid down her nose.
Umrich, who was sitting on the school bench with her eyes closed, couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up immediately. "Wait, Mr. Harris, what are you doing?!" She tried to grab Allen with her hand, but in the end, she didn't dare to touch him. She could only let her hand hang in the air awkwardly.
Allen glanced at everyone with a puzzled expression. "What are you all wondering? Dumbledore was fired from his position as the principal of Hogwarts after he left. He also illegally occupied the principal's office. I'm just here to correct him. However, no company has the right to take away an employee's personal belongings after they've been fired, right? "
Umrich stomped her feet anxiously. "Wait! Mr. Allen Harris, our Ministry of Magic needs to find evidence of Dumbledore's crimes and whereabouts from these items! You can't … Please don't give them to Mag and let her take them away. "She was just about to order in her usual bureaucratic tone, but had to change her tone and use a more tactful one.
"Our Ministry of Magic?" Allen's expression was still as exaggerated as before. "Dolores, I don't remember telling … I've never heard that the Magical Law Enforcement Department under my second — Lunn Harris issued a permit to temporarily seize Dumbledore's belongings and property. It's illegal to privately seize a wizard's property without a permit."
"I didn't, but … but … I'll go now! Director Foggy can also issue the relevant permit! " Umrich was a little incoherent. She was shocked to find that the other party had even made a slip of the tongue and mentioned his influence in the Magical Law Enforcement Department. Umrich could only use Foggy as her last trump card to try and change Allen's mind.
"Of course, you can do that, Dolores." Allen stopped smiling and continued to take a few steps towards Umrich with his hands behind his back. The new headmaster of Hogwarts subconsciously took a few steps back as Allen slowly approached him.
Seeing this, Allen stopped and let the smile return to his face. "You can also tell Foggy the whole thing, and let him talk to me if he's unhappy. But before you get it, there's no way to stop this operation, right? Maybe you can compete with Professor Mag in speed? "
Then Allen shook his head and smacked his lips. "Oh, naive Dolores. You really intend to touch the personal belongings of the world's strongest light wizard? When I saw the news on TV, I thought you'd already learned your lesson. "
This almost pitying gaze made Umrich realize her stupidity from being blinded by victory. She recalled the realization that day, and her own ignorance just now, and broke out in a cold sweat.
Umrich now looked like a middle-aged girl who was scared out of her wits. She held her rapidly beating chest and sat down on the school bench, unable to speak.
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