Chapter 256: Interlude
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Chapter 256: Interlude
Severus Snape ultimately didn't share his joke, which, Felix Harp thought, was quite regrettable. He believed that the professor indeed possessed a talent for telling witty, icy jokes.
Felix quietly made a mental note; he had a Christmas present idea for next year.
Seated next to Snape, Felix was about to make a playful remark when the great doors of the hall suddenly swung open, ushering in a gust of wind and snow.
A short, plump witch dressed in pink entered. Felix heard Professor McGonagall, two seats away, inhale sharply, her black eyebrows furrowing.
The short, plump witch was Dolores Umbridge. She was accompanied by two individuals. One was a lean, dark-skinned wizard of middle age. An earring adorned one of his ears, and he exuded an air of arrogance – Felix recognized him. When Minister Fudge visited the school last year to inspect the serpent-like creature, this person accompanied him. Minister Fudge referred to him as "Kingsley."
The other was a witch, similarly dressed in an arrogant fashion. Her face was wrapped in a thick scarf, and her youthful energy showed through her lively gestures. Walking beside Kingsley, she appeared quite young.
Dumbledore's smile faded, replaced by a fleeting look of surprise. He rose gracefully, saying, "A rare visit indeed. I didn't expect you on this special day."
"Elusive as ever, Professor Dumbledore," Dolores Umbridge's toad-like face creased with a conspicuous false smile. "I must say your Deputy Headmistress lacks diligence and responsibility. All in the name of fulfilling duties, just like me – even during Christmas, I can't escape concerns over Minister Fudge."
Dumbledore replied calmly, "I have full faith in Professor McGonagall. She has carried out her responsibilities exceptionally well."
Umbridge seemed entirely unfazed by the awkwardness, but the young witch behind her turned her head away, unable to meet anyone's gaze.
Kingsley stepped forward, his voice low and deliberate. "Dumbledore, we've come to share new information."
Umbridge immediately shrilled, "Kingsley! I'm the appointed Investigator by the Minister –"This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
Kingsley didn't acknowledge her. His next words provided an explanation. "I answer only to Minister Fudge and Scrimgeour. Dumbledore, there's been progress regarding Sirius Black."
"Eager to listen, Kingsley," Dumbledore said gently.
"Someone has sighted a figure resembling Sirius Black in Knockturn Alley. According to our sources, an unfortunate wizard was attacked from behind, and the assailant took his wand."
Just then, students began to arrive. Two first-years appeared together, followed shortly by a sullen sixth-year Slytherin—his only reason for staying was family matters.
The topic among the professors gradually lightened, interrupted when Dumbledore left momentarily and returned with a handful of silver crackers. "These are Cracker Caps, much like Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Each one holds a surprise."
He distributed one to each person at the table and cheerfully inquired, "Who would like to give it a try?"
Felix glanced at Snape. Dumbledore followed his gaze and then winked, saying, "Severus, you absolutely wouldn't want to miss this."
In the midst of their conversation, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried over, astonished as they watched Snape, clearly irritated, pull the cord of a silver cracker. With a bang, the cracker burst open, revealing a lady's pointed hat.
Dumbledore handed the hat to Snape, who promptly pushed it away without a second thought. In response, Dumbledore swiftly exchanged his wizard's hat for the lady's hat.
"Merry Christmas, ladies and gentlemen."
Harry and his friends stared in astonishment at Dumbledore's new appearance, momentarily lost for words.
The feast lasted a good two hours, everyone enjoying themselves. No one dared to bring up Umbridge, the conversation now avoided the distasteful topic. Midway through, Trelawney arrived, insisting on counting everyone before taking a seat. She counted twice and still ended up with the number thirteen. Unable to contain herself, she let out a loud exclamation.
It was only when Felix politely reminded her that she might have forgotten to count herself that Trelawney sat down in silence.
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Chapter 256: Interlude
Severus Snape ultimately didn't share his joke, which, Felix Harp thought, was quite regrettable. He believed that the professor indeed possessed a talent for telling witty, icy jokes.
Felix quietly made a mental note; he had a Christmas present idea for next year.
Seated next to Snape, Felix was about to make a playful remark when the great doors of the hall suddenly swung open, ushering in a gust of wind and snow.
A short, plump witch dressed in pink entered. Felix heard Professor McGonagall, two seats away, inhale sharply, her black eyebrows furrowing.
The short, plump witch was Dolores Umbridge. She was accompanied by two individuals. One was a lean, dark-skinned wizard of middle age. An earring adorned one of his ears, and he exuded an air of arrogance – Felix recognized him. When Minister Fudge visited the school last year to inspect the serpent-like creature, this person accompanied him. Minister Fudge referred to him as "Kingsley."
The other was a witch, similarly dressed in an arrogant fashion. Her face was wrapped in a thick scarf, and her youthful energy showed through her lively gestures. Walking beside Kingsley, she appeared quite young.
Dumbledore's smile faded, replaced by a fleeting look of surprise. He rose gracefully, saying, "A rare visit indeed. I didn't expect you on this special day."
"Elusive as ever, Professor Dumbledore," Dolores Umbridge's toad-like face creased with a conspicuous false smile. "I must say your Deputy Headmistress lacks diligence and responsibility. All in the name of fulfilling duties, just like me – even during Christmas, I can't escape concerns over Minister Fudge."
Dumbledore replied calmly, "I have full faith in Professor McGonagall. She has carried out her responsibilities exceptionally well."
Umbridge seemed entirely unfazed by the awkwardness, but the young witch behind her turned her head away, unable to meet anyone's gaze.
Kingsley stepped forward, his voice low and deliberate. "Dumbledore, we've come to share new information."
Umbridge immediately shrilled, "Kingsley! I'm the appointed Investigator by the Minister –"This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
Kingsley didn't acknowledge her. His next words provided an explanation. "I answer only to Minister Fudge and Scrimgeour. Dumbledore, there's been progress regarding Sirius Black."
"Eager to listen, Kingsley," Dumbledore said gently.
"Someone has sighted a figure resembling Sirius Black in Knockturn Alley. According to our sources, an unfortunate wizard was attacked from behind, and the assailant took his wand."
Just then, students began to arrive. Two first-years appeared together, followed shortly by a sullen sixth-year Slytherin—his only reason for staying was family matters.
The topic among the professors gradually lightened, interrupted when Dumbledore left momentarily and returned with a handful of silver crackers. "These are Cracker Caps, much like Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Each one holds a surprise."
He distributed one to each person at the table and cheerfully inquired, "Who would like to give it a try?"
Felix glanced at Snape. Dumbledore followed his gaze and then winked, saying, "Severus, you absolutely wouldn't want to miss this."
In the midst of their conversation, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried over, astonished as they watched Snape, clearly irritated, pull the cord of a silver cracker. With a bang, the cracker burst open, revealing a lady's pointed hat.
Dumbledore handed the hat to Snape, who promptly pushed it away without a second thought. In response, Dumbledore swiftly exchanged his wizard's hat for the lady's hat.
"Merry Christmas, ladies and gentlemen."
Harry and his friends stared in astonishment at Dumbledore's new appearance, momentarily lost for words.
The feast lasted a good two hours, everyone enjoying themselves. No one dared to bring up Umbridge, the conversation now avoided the distasteful topic. Midway through, Trelawney arrived, insisting on counting everyone before taking a seat. She counted twice and still ended up with the number thirteen. Unable to contain herself, she let out a loud exclamation.
It was only when Felix politely reminded her that she might have forgotten to count herself that Trelawney sat down in silence.
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Chapter 256: InterludeSeverus Snape ultimately didn't share his joke, which, Felix Harp thought, was quite regrettable. He believed that the professor indeed possessed a talent for telling witty, icy jokes.Felix quietly made a mental note; he had a Christmas present idea for next year.Seated next to Snape, Felix was about to make a playful remark when the great doors of the hall suddenly swung open, ushering in a gust of wind and snow.A short, plump witch dressed in pink entered. Felix heard Professor McGonagall, two seats away, inhale sharply, her black eyebrows furrowing.The short, plump witch was Dolores Umbridge. She was accompanied by two individuals. One was a lean, dark-skinned wizard of middle age. An earring adorned one of his ears, and he exuded an air of arrogance Felix recognized him. When Minister Fudge visited the school last year to inspect the serpent-like creature, this person accompanied him. Minister Fudge referred to him as "Kingsley."The other was a witch, similarly dressed in an arrogant fashion. Her face was wrapped in a thick scarf, and her youthful energy showed through her lively gestures. Walking beside Kingsley, she appeared quite young.Dumbledore's smile faded, replaced by a fleeting look of surprise. He rose gracefully, saying, "A rare visit indeed. I didn't expect you on this special day.""Elusive as ever, Professor Dumbledore," Dolores Umbridge's toad-like face creased with a conspicuous false smile. "I must say your Deputy Headmistress lacks diligence and responsibility. All in the name of fulfilling duties, just like me even during Christmas, I can't escape concerns over Minister Fudge."Dumbledore replied calmly, "I have full faith in Professor McGonagall. She has carried out her responsibilities exceptionally well."Umbridge seemed entirely unfazed by the awkwardness, but the young witch behind her turned her head away, unable to meet anyone's gaze.Kingsley stepped forward, his voice low and deliberate. "Dumbledore, we've come to share new information."Umbridge immediately shrilled, "Kingsley! I'm the appointed Investigator by the Minister "This chapter was first shared on the Nvl1n platform.Kingsley didn't acknowledge her. His next words provided an explanation. "I answer only to Minister Fudge and Scrimgeour. Dumbledore, there's been progress regarding Sirius Black.""Eager to listen, Kingsley," Dumbledore said gently."Someone has sighted a figure resembling Sirius Black in Knockturn Alley. According to our sources, an unfortunate wizard was attacked from behind, and the assailant took his wand."Just then, students began to arrive. Two first-years appeared together, followed shortly by a sullen sixth-year Slytherinhis only reason for staying was family matters.The topic among the professors gradually lightened, interrupted when Dumbledore left momentarily and returned with a handful of silver crackers. "These are Cracker Caps, much like Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Each one holds a surprise."He distributed one to each person at the table and cheerfully inquired, "Who would like to give it a try?"Felix glanced at Snape. Dumbledore followed his gaze and then winked, saying, "Severus, you absolutely wouldn't want to miss this."In the midst of their conversation, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried over, astonished as they watched Snape, clearly irritated, pull the cord of a silver cracker. With a bang, the cracker burst open, revealing a lady's pointed hat.Dumbledore handed the hat to Snape, who promptly pushed it away without a second thought. In response, Dumbledore swiftly exchanged his wizard's hat for the lady's hat."Merry Christmas, ladies and gentlemen."Harry and his friends stared in astonishment at Dumbledore's new appearance, momentarily lost for words.The feast lasted a good two hours, everyone enjoying themselves. No one dared to bring up Umbridge, the conversation now avoided the distasteful topic. Midway through, Trelawney arrived, insisting on counting everyone before taking a seat. She counted twice and still ended up with the number thirteen. Unable to contain herself, she let out a loud exclamation.It was only when Felix politely reminded her that she might have forgotten to count herself that Trelawney sat down in silence.Thank you for reading this far! You can access more chapters from HERE by joining my Patreon community. You'll gain exclusive early access to the COMPLETE NOVEL.As a member of my Patreon community, here is what you'll get:For $5Early access to 100s of chapters before they go public. You also get access to all the novels I'm translating, you can find them here HERE.Your name will be featured on the "Wall of Gratitude".The power to vote on which novel I translate next.You Get Ad-free Chapters.For $10You get to suggest a Novel for me to translate.You get access to Digital art.Your name featured on the "Wall of Gratitude" in gold.For $20You get to recommend a Novel and I will immediately start translating it.Your name featured on the "Wall of Gratitude" in blue.Don't let this amazing opportunity slip through your fingers!
