Hogwarts Everything is Three

Penello looked at Allen's face with some guilty conscience. He was hesitant at this time different from the previous ability. Allen beckoned to get a stool to sit down and looked at Penello and sighed: "If you do something and need to worry like I am not happy, why do you do it again... Don’t worry, Penello, I promised you don’t kill her and just use it as you please. I don’t blame you, but you have to do it. tell me……

"We didn't think about making Umbridge what it is now, it's just that things are a bit out of control." Penello saw that Alan didn't seem to be guilty of blaming it. She was relieved and squatted cautiously. Allen’s expression on his side looked a little annoyed: “At that time, the doctor and I had our own ideas on how to deal with Umbridge, and we both believed that our methods were better and could make Umbridge more painful, so we both At the end a little argument broke out in the argument."

Penello paused to look at Alan. Allen patted Penello's hand on his lap and asked, "What then?"

"Under the circumstance that no one can persuade anyone, we decided to take turns experimenting with our own methods on Umbridge, turning this matter into a game, and seeing whose techniques can make her more painful." Penello Frankly stated what the two people had done to Umbridge.

"Umbridge has become a tool for our game. Neither of us is easy to admit defeat. Therefore, the means of Umbridge are upgraded from time to time until I think of Dolores Umbridge in 1993. An anti-werewolf law was drafted in 2009, and she is a mixed-race but pretending to be a pure-blooded thing." Penello's eyebrows couldn't help raising, and there was a little complacency in her tone, "So I let She asked her to test a new drug against lupus, and I convinced her that this medicine would be able to fight against lupus with good luck. As long as she can help us succeed in the experiment, I will let her out. Just me What she didn't tell her was that this medicine had been tested and proved to be ineffective."

"If you want to judge whether the wolf poison potion works, you need to wait until the full moon. The results of this experiment are not visible in a short time. You can imagine Dolores' inner suffering during this period." Allen warped. He lifted a leg and stroked Penello’s short hair next to him, “Gave Dolores hope, make Dolores nervous and hopeful, and finally let her despair, this gap will be crushing, you The direction of abuse is from the heart, the doctor is from the body, it seems that you have won? Then what happened between you and the doctor?"

Hearing Alan mentioning the doctor again, Penillo's eyebrows were pressed down, his brows frowned, he turned his face away, and looked very harsh, as if the doctor appeared in front of her now, he would immediately be beaten by her. pause.

"Master, you are right. Miss Krivat won the final victory, but the doctors admired this mental torture and abuse, so she... She began to show her hospitality to Miss Krivat, even It can be said to be a little infatuated. I send flowers to Miss Krivat every day, and there are even photos of Miss Krivat on the doctor’s desk... So Miss Krivat separates the doctor’s work arrangements from her own. , So that the doctor can't pester her." Four eyes saw Penello staggering for a long time without clarifying, helping to explain to Alan the reason why Penello and the doctor did not appear together recently.

"She's just crazy! I've been rough to her, and she didn't stop pestering me after I punched her, Ellen, if it wasn't because she was your subordinate, I would have killed her." Penello was a little annoyed. Cursed.

Unexpectedly, Alan, who has an extra female rival, forced himself to stop laughing. He touched Penello's head and pressed the other's head on his shoulders so that Penello could not see him. The smile in his face—just looking over Penello’s shoulders to see the werewolves in the cage, Allen recalled that Dolores treated him most of the time with respect, and he treated the training class with as much tolerance as possible. I thought it would be too cheap for her to let her go, but her evil deeds didn’t mean she was going to kill her, so I asked the wolf mother team to take her to the umbrella and put her on first. Nello and the doctor would actually use her as a prop for the game to torture-thinking of her resume, Allen even began to feel that the other party was still a bit pitiful.

Dolores Jane Umbridge is the eldest daughter of Alford Umbridge and Alan Clarknell, and the only daughter in the family. Her father was a pure-blood wizard, her mother was a Muggle, and the couple had a dumb son. The Umbridge did not marry voluntarily. Dolores secretly despised her parents in his heart: because Alford is a lack of enterprising person, although he is pure-blooded, he does almost nothing at the Ministry of Magic. The job of a cleaner; and her mother, Alan, is frivolous and sloppy, and a Muggle. Both Alford and Umbridge blamed Allen for failing to equip their son with the power of a wizard.

As a result, when Dolores was fifteen years old, the family split into two parts: Dolores and Alford lived together, and Allen and her son were hidden in the Muggle world— -Since then, Dolores has never seen her mother and brother again, never spoke to them, and pretended to be a pure-blood wizard in front of everyone she met.

But Umbridge, who has no advantages in appearance and birth, joined the Ministry of Magic after graduation and became a low-level intern in the Office of Prohibition of Abuse of Magic. Although she is picky, prejudiced and cruel, she takes her work seriously and treats her superiors. She was promoted quickly by her flattery, praise for her coldness and focus. When she was less than thirty years old, Dolores was promoted all the way to the core class of the office, which was only one step away from her entering the Magic Law Enforcement Department. At that time, she had persuaded her father to accept a small allowance to retire early to ensure that he quickly lost information in her world. Whenever she was asked by a colleague who didn’t like her, "Are you related to Umbridge who used to clean up?", she would smile sweetly and deny them with a smile. If there is any connection between them, tell others that her father was an outstanding figure in Wiesengamao.

Anyone who has talked about Alford or Dolores doesn’t like to be mentioned something bad will happen to them. People who want to be treated kindly by her will pretend that they believe what she is telling. The version of the family story.

As he grew older, Dolores became more demanding and his status in the Ministry of Magic gradually improved. Her aesthetics began to become more and more girlish: the office was full of gorgeous lace, and she liked anything decorated with cats-although she found them dirty and troublesome after trying to raise real cats.

In addition, although Dolores had tried his best to please one of her superiors, her marriage was in a mess. People's evaluations of her are based on her work and ambitions, but people who really know her find it difficult to like her. After drinking Sweet Sherry, she often talks about her cruel and ruthless views, some of her suggestions, on how to secretly use "they deserve" means against non-magical groups, and even make some anti-magical groups. The Muggles were shocked.

Allen looked at the cage beside them. The werewolf in the cage shrank in the corner, her body and head were stretched, and her hands and feet turned into wolf claws. Despite this, the werewolf's body was still very fat compared to other werewolves. Her shoulders were arched, her fat face and hands were covered by dense wolf hair, curled up into a ball clearly visible.

"Dolores." Allen called softly.

The werewolf in the cage heard Alan’s voice, and his body suddenly froze. He raised his head blankly, and at a glance he saw the nightmare of his life-Penello. He shivered with fright, and his body was fat. There followed a few tremors.

Allen saw what it looked like and called out again: "Dolores~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The werewolf's eyes fixed on Alan's body, his open mouths closed one after another, showing sharp fangs, but they didn't make any noise. Sound. It moved a few steps in the direction of Alan excitedly, stretched out its furry claws, but then lowered its head, retracted back to the corner, and gave no response.

"Umbridge, Alan called you." Penello frowned, and a curse hit the cage next to Umbridge, and the fat werewolf was so scared that he crawled away. To the corner just now.

"Don't pretend to be dead, and Alan tells you to answer quickly, or you will be dissected." Penello's wand pointed at the fat werewolf.

The werewolf shook his head desperately, whimpering and spit out a few vague words: "No...not Umm...Rich...I am not..."

"Pretending to be crazy, are you not sure?" Penello said as he wanted to punish her, but Alan pressed down the wand he raised.

"She was irritated and didn't want to admit that she was Dolores in front of me." Alan saw that Umbridge, who had been domineering at the time, turned into the pathetic appearance he is now, is now completely relieved. "Let's go up and talk about it. The smell here is not very good. You have to pay attention to your health problems."

The fat female werewolf held the cold silver-plated railing and watched Allen and his party go away, collapsed weakly to the ground. But Alan no longer paid attention to her condition.