If Lee Jordan were here, he would definitely not miss this opportunity to take more photos of Umbridge.

"Madam, are you okay?" Filch asked worriedly, "I thought you remembered..."

The swamp was not deep, but Umbridge still encountered a lot of trouble when she was stuck in it. The large amount of sewage and mud almost made her suffocate. Umbridge kept rolling and struggling like a drowned toad.

In the end, Filch went in and fished her out, and both of them were covered in mud.

"Damn, damn, damn..."

Umbridge continued to curse and dragged her body with her face covered in dirt to the professors' bathroom, leaving behind a row of muddy footprints on the ground and Filch staring at the muddy footprints in a daze.

"How long will it take me to clean this place up?" Filch muttered.

There is no doubt that it is no longer suitable to be used as a Defense Against the Dark Arts office. Fortunately, there are still many empty rooms in Hogwarts Castle that can be used as offices.

With Filch's help, Umbridge changed her office to another one. Since she was the principal, she had the final say in everything, so she naturally chose the best office for herself.

the next morning,

Umbridge, who had just returned to her Hogwarts office through the fireplace, found that someone had thrown a dung bomb into her office, and her face was twisted with anger.

However, what surprised Umbridge even more was that the moment she opened the door to her office, she was stunned by the sight in front of her.

The corridor outside the office turned into a swamp overnight.

If it hadn't been for the big loss yesterday, Umbridge would have opened the door first to see what was going on on the other side. I'm afraid she would have stepped into the swamp and fallen down.

There was even a disgusting stench in the air, which almost made her vomit.

However, what made Umbridge even more angry and trembling was that there was a wooden board stuck in the door of the office. On it was a photo of Umbridge in human form and the following sentence: The Anti-Toad Alliance is here for you.

Sending you the highest respect.

"ah--!"

Umbridge trembled all over and finally screamed angrily.

With a bang, the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office was slammed shut.

Umbridge opened the window and walked back and forth in the office, constantly uttering various unexplained curses.

It's simply too much bullying.

While at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Maladies, Umbridge thought about various possibilities and had various fantasies. However, on the first day after returning to school, the cruel reality slapped her hard.

If Umbridge carefully recalled the bunch of bad things she had done, she would not think it was too much. But it is obviously very difficult to make Umbridge realize this, because people have double standards.

It's even harder for someone like Umbridge to realize this.

Many members of the anti-toad alliance were extremely excited about this. Some people did not even go to class and hid near the corridor to see how the toad would react when they discovered that the outside of the office had turned into a swamp.

Everyone is happy to see their new principal misfortune, but who told her to continue to come back to serve and persecute the students of Hogwarts? So don't blame them for fighting back?

"Umbridge's misfortune is my happiness!"

This sentence undoubtedly reflects the current mentality of the students at Hogwarts.

Seeing Umbridge being unlucky again and again always aroused their inner joy.

Even Albert felt that his mood had obviously improved.

Happiness is sometimes so simple and unpretentious.
Chapter completed!