At the Hogwarts Library, she was forced to face Allen with Hermione with the answers to the magic history exam just now, and noticed the arrival of Lavenclaw's ghost Ms. Gray, the other party nodded at Allen as she passed their desks.

Allen also nodded slightly to the female ghost: "Thank you for your help, Ms. Gray."

"I don't call that name." Helena Ravenclaw stopped moving and turned around.

Allen tentatively said in an uncertain tone, "Uh...sorry, then can I call you Helena?" The female ghost nodded, then floated to the wall and walked out.

With the book in front of him, Alan said to Hermione, who was still immersed in the comparison of the history of magic, "Hermione, Hai...Ms. Gray just proved that the mysterious man plan Lucius told us before did happen. Harry just went to McGonagall to tell him his dream. Don't worry about the answer, please inform my father first to start the arrangement. In addition, if you really have to participate in it in person, go back to the Ministry of Magic and Penelo to meet with Penelo, and let the Umbrella Team share a few people with you. Also, please help me watch her after the battle begins, don't let Penelo approach Voldemort and me in advance without authorization."

In the Gryffindor Common Lounge, Harry told Ron all the time his dream and the conversation with Professor McGonagall. Ron opened his mouth wide and seemed a little confused: "Harry, are you sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, just like the last time I saw your father attacked." Harry found his voice trembling, "The question is, how do we get there?"

After a moment of silence, Ron said, "Go—where?"

"Go to the Ministry of Magic, so that you can save Sirius in time!" Harry said loudly, "I can't stand by. You know, he is now my only relative."

"We have to use the fireplace network channel." Seeing that Harry's firm attitude, Ron stopped persuading him and began to help find a solution.

"All the fireplaces in Hogwarts were monitored by the Floornet Administration. It was the mother of the traitor Marietta, who was named Mrs. Eckmore!" Harry was a little annoyed.

"There is no one." Ron's fingers pointed at his lips. "The one in Principal Umbridge's office, she always left one for herself."

"Let's go together." Harry and Ron quickly turned their heads and found that Ginny, Flegg, Neville and others were standing behind him at some point, and Ginny was talking.

"No, it's too dangerous." Harry refused.

"We are brave Gryffindor, Harry, we can help." Neville said, and Fulleg nodded desperately beside him.

"You can't help." Harry refused impatiently.

"There is no need to speak in this tone, Harry." Ginny said coldly.

"Wait," Ron said suddenly, "Wait... Harry, they can help. We need someone to help us. When we break into her office, we need to prevent students from getting close to there, or there will definitely be Slytherin students reporting to her."

"Nevil and I can stand at both ends of the corridor," Ginny said without hesitation, "warning people not to go forward because someone has put a lot of throat-locking gas." Ginny's lies came out, and Ron seemed surprised. Ginny shrugged and said, "Fred and George were planning to do this."

"Okay, that's it." Harry, though impatient, admitted that it was a sign of concern and loyalty that they wanted to accompany him to face danger.

Harry and the others soon arrived at the door of the principal's office. Facing the stone monster guarding the door, Harry tried the "Sizzling Honey Candy" he knew that Dumbledore had set. To his surprise, he actually passed it in one go. However, the gate with a copper ring on it blocked their way - Umbridge obviously did not really gain the authority of the principal to open the real defensive magic system of the principal's office. She just forced the door to close with her own method.

Ron stretched out his wand and said to the door: "Araho's hole open." But the door didn't move at all.

Harry pulled Cairon in an anxious manner and used a stronger spell to the door lock, "Open the door!". The door lock emitted light, but there was no reaction.

"She has specially set up a protective spell for the anti-lock unlocking spell." Ron stroked his chin and concluded.

Everyone was a little depressed. Did they just return without success?

"That... please let me try it." Fulleg Brown stood up behind them.

After coming to Hogwarts, Fulg's grades were not satisfactory. His magical talent and potential were the worst among the young wizards, and his origin as a Muggle made him ignorant of the knowledge of the magic world. He was not as smart as Hermione Granger to make up for these shortcomings.

His good friend Harry Potter at Muggle School is a long-standing savior in the magic world. No matter adults or children, they treat him as a star. When Harry on the train was discovered, he was surrounded by pure blood children. After another good friend Alan Harris entered Hogwarts, Fulleg felt that the gap was so big that he had doubts whether he was really familiar with the other party, or was the Allen he met at Muggle School really Alan?

Fuleg quickly found that he was unable to continue to stay with them like he was at Muggle School, or he had no confidence at all. Even against the backdrop of the two halos of Harry and Allen, his grades and study progress made him feel more inferior. He was even worried that Allen, who had become the number one in Hogwarts' bonus points, really agreed to his request when he first entered the school and invited himself to Harris's house to visit. However, what made Fuleg feel glad that Allen obviously forgot this agreement - the distance between him and others was getting bigger and bigger, and even Harry, who had the title of savior, had been left behind...

Until Fulleg Brown and Neville Longbottom discovered that they were in similar states. They completely ignored the pure blood and Muggle origins in the true sense and became good friends who supported each other and did not put pressure on each other.

But at this time, seeing the most important Harry and the others anxious and frustrated because the spell was invalid, Fuleg habitually searched for Neville. Neville, who usually seemed cowardly, knew that Fuleg was even in a situation that he was even more in a position than himself, bravely stood up and became the spokesperson for his friend.

Realizing that Neville was venting the air in the distance, Fuleg took a deep breath and spoke out his request to try.

"Fuleg, what do you want to do?" Ron looked at Fuleg with confusion as he pulled out his hair and pulled out the fourteen-inch cypress unicorn wand that belonged to him. He didn't understand what this classmate who usually couldn't even put ordinary spells was going to do.

Fuleg inserted the wire of his hair into the gap in the door lock - because he was nervous, he even tried twice before he succeeded. Fuleg turned gently but revealed a hint of confidence that he rarely showed usually: "This is the door opening skill of the Muggles. When I was a child, my sister often locked me in the room when adults went out and avoided me going out to play. I had to find a way to get myself out."

The little wizards looked at Fuleg with curiosity. Can the problem that magic cannot be solved by using the Muggle method?

After Fuleg turned a few times, he clicked and the lock opened. He jumped back excitedly, and then looked at Harry with bright eyes, "Cool! At least it can still help you, Harry, Umbridge is really just thinking about how to resist the magic of the wizards."

Fuleg briefly recovered a few traces of the talkative speed of the past and the different voices in his memory that had obviously become different due to development. Harry was a little dazed in an instant. He felt that he was like returning to the Muggle school at this moment, when he was fighting against his cousin Dali with Allen, Fuleg, how did the three good friends of that year become like this? Thinking of this, Harry opened his mouth to thank this good friend who had been ignored for a long time, but found that the word was like a thorn in his throat, making him unable to speak. Finally, Ha put his hand on Fuleg's shoulder and hugged him hard, then pushed the door and strode in.

Inside the principal's room, Dolores Umbridge hung her plates with various cats painted on a wall, which was opposite to the portraits of previous principals.
Chapter completed!