Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 213 Power? Trap?

"Another education order has been issued?"

Draco was surprised to wake up to find Zabini delivering this news to him with a grave expression.

"You're not all lying to me, are you?"

After listening to Daphne's retelling of the educational order, Draco asked with a hint of skepticism.

"Why would we lie to you?" Daphne slapped Draco on the shoulder in exasperation. "And Thea was called into that old woman's office!"

Now, Draco was also unsettled!

“What does this have to do with Thea!” he shouted, his usual composure completely gone. “Umbridge is definitely up to no good! That greedy and disgusting old woman…”

“Alright,” Theodore stopped Draco from continuing his rant, “Does Thea have a listening device on her? We might be able to help her.”

Upon hearing this, Draco immediately shut up and began to recall whether he had allowed Thea to carry those gadgets with her. Soon, his expression turned sour. "...No."

Everyone lowered their heads, unable to hide their disappointment.

"It's alright, I'll go write a letter to my dad right now!" Draco perked up.

“Forget it,” Zabini said. “Instead of wasting that owl’s time, you should continue studying what Thea gave you!”

“That’s right,” Daphne chimed in. “Even if you write a letter now, it’s too late. Uncle Malfoy can’t possibly rush into Umbridge’s office and rescue Thea.”

“…Okay,” Draco was about to head to his lab, but then seemed to remember something. “Oh, right, call me when Thea comes back later. I have something for her.”

"Got it!" The others waved their hands dismissively at him.

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Meanwhile, in Umbridge's office.

Thea obediently held a cup of hot coffee, listening intently but impatiently to Umbridge's words of comfort to the child.

"...The minister values ​​you highly, Blake; otherwise, he wouldn't have entrusted you with such an important task..."

[Did Fudge send me, or did you send me?] Thea thought to herself.

"...If you really manage to do this, you might be able to start working for the minister right after graduation! That would be a remarkable achievement!"

[What a joke! Me, the heir to a terrorist organization, working for the head of government?!]

"At that time, I can handle not just one student organization application, but ten!"

Ha! But you can't even get one application approved!

"Besides, Slytherin has always been at odds with Gryffindor. If you had that power..."

[Nonsense! I'm the class monitor now! I have that authority even if I don't stand still!]

Seeing that Thea remained unmoved, Umbridge gritted her teeth and simply unleashed her ultimate move, "I heard you used to live in the Muggle world?"

A fierce glint flashed in Thea's eyes, and her body tensed instantly.

Seeing the reaction he wanted, Umbridge's smile grew even more greasy. "I remember, Hufflepuff seems to have a..."

"Let me think about it!"

Thea gritted her teeth and slowly lowered her head to conceal the murderous intent that emanated from her eyes.

Umriqi!

You're really something!

Even Dumbledore never threatened me so blatantly...

“That’s more like it!” Umbridge clapped affectedly, her satisfaction reaching its peak when she saw Thea lower her head.

He's just a little brat, always putting on that high and mighty act for who knows what! In the end, he still has to take my orders!

A twisted malice grew stronger in Umbridge's heart. Gazing at the girl's long, fair neck, Umbridge slowly rubbed his fingers together...

Such a beautiful neck, if only a touch of color were added...

"professor?"

Feeling the burning gaze fixed on her, which made her feel nauseous, Thea immediately put on an innocent expression.

“…Alright!” Umbridge was startled awake by Thea’s voice. She slowly bent down, took out a medal from the drawer on the table, and pinned it on Thea’s chest herself. She even fiddled with it for a bit before pinning it to Thea’s left breast.

"This badge will be yours sooner or later, but I hope that time won't be too long..."

"Go, my good child!"

The gaping maw made Thea feel even more disgusted. Her hands, which she had been clenching tightly to suppress the urge to punch the other person when they got close, now bore several teeth marks.

Goodbye, Professor.

Thea suppressed her urge to vomit, said goodbye to Umbridge, and left the office as quickly as possible.

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"What did Umbridge send you here to be an Overseer?" Draco asked with disdain. "You're a Slytherin prefect! Who wants her Overseer stuff!"

"I'll just use some excuse to get by for now..."

"But she's already decided that you should be the villain!"

Zabini looked certain.

“…Hmm,” Thea’s face also looked unwell, the murderous intent surging in her chest.

"What should we do then?" Draco realized this was a potentially offensive task. "Can we get out of it?"

Thea shook her head, feigning nonchalance, "It's alright, everything has two sides... I'll always find a way out..."

Zabini didn't think much of Thea's idea; he thought Umbridge was a despicable man who only knew empty words!

If Thea really becomes the inspector, she will be considered part of Umbridge's faction in the eyes of the students!

Even if Thea decides to fight to the death, Umbridge will definitely strike first and throw all the blame on Thea!

This is the most difficult part; you can't be too lenient, and you can't be too harsh...

"Draco, didn't you have something to give me?"

Seeing that Draco was dawdling, the others wisely left first.

"This is the communication bracelet I finished, which has the function of monitoring vital signs. And these are the eavesdropping devices and phonographs I recently developed..."

Watching Draco pull out his stash of supplies like Doraemon, Thea's gloomy mood was also slightly lifted.

In the dead of night, a white disc shaped like an animal swirled and flew towards the eighth floor of the castle, where only one sentence was spoken: "Keep Umbridge busy lately, I don't have time to deal with her!"

Soon, an elderly man in a purple bathrobe received the message. He skillfully pulled a candy from his bedside table, popped it into his mouth, and mumbled, "...Looks like you're really getting impatient..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beam of white light turned into specks of light and disappeared in front of the old man.