RNP Chapter 826 I'm in Hell!
Chapter 826 I'm in Hell!
Chapter 826 I'm in Hell!
When William and Cedric arrived at the auditorium, everyone had already started to take their seats.
Professor Flitwick did not find the pumpkin in the end, so he picked up some pebbles, turned them into pumpkin lanterns, and hung them perfunctorily in the auditorium.
There are also a group of fluttering big-mouthed bats, and many ugly ugly fishes spraying water, placed in the corridor.
Everyone noticed that Umbridge did not appear at the staff table.
But this is also a common thing. Recently, she is always injured and often does not eat in the auditorium.
Dumbledore didn't care, or rather, he didn't bother to look for it, and directly announced the official start of the Halloween dinner.
The food is exquisite and the acting is entertaining.
In Umbridge's absence, the students cooked more vigorously.
Dumbledore also took the opportunity to tell a joke that has been treasured for more than 50 years.
But after listening to it, no one laughed, and they all felt as cold as the cold current of the Atlantic Ocean.
When jokes aren't even funny, they're too funny.
Professor Flitwick is indeed a good old man. Seeing the silence, he kept laughing awkwardly to give the principal a face.
In Hagrid's absence, he took on the role of Dumbledore.
However, he was thinking in his heart, one day he would go to Trelawney and ask:
When did he marry her?
The news about the divination class in the morning spread.
In order to prove her fortune-telling ability, Trelawney insisted that Flitwick asked her for marriage fortune-telling many times.
Now it is rumored in the school that Flitwick likes Trelawney, so he will harass her repeatedly!
Professor McGonagall was delighted.With Umbridge gone, he felt better.
She held up her glass with Professor Sprout and drank a few more sips.
The most unhappy one was Professor Snape.
He specially brewed the potion, and prepared to give Umbridge some medicine like he did to Lockhart that year.
Everything is ready, who knows she didn't come tonight!
Everyone has their own thoughts, but it's also fun.
The dinner concluded with entertainment provided by The Ghosts of Hogwarts.
Phantoms pop up from walls and tables to do a sort of parade slide;
The ghosts were still swinging around, dancing a death waltz to the terrible, quivering sound of the music saw.
Nick also performed the process of his almost headless, and the atmosphere of the underworld was very strong.
After the dinner, the students, led by the prefect, walked upstairs.
The only regret is that there was no accident this year's Halloween.
Alas, traditions are lost, sadly.
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Umbridge awoke from his coma and stroked his drowsy head.
Where am I?
What happened?
She sat up, looked around, and found herself in the toilet cubicle with the toilet under her butt.
Did you suddenly faint when you went to the toilet?
Umbridge closed his eyes, trying to figure out what had happened.
The memory was slowly forming, and she remembered:
Recently, she has been wooing Peeves, wanting him to be her spy.
Tonight, Peeves took her to catch Stark, but was knocked unconscious as soon as she entered the bathroom.
Have you been tricked by Pippi?
Umbridge's eyes were cold, and sooner or later he would get Peeves out too!
She pushed the door of the compartment, only to find that it was locked.I touched my pocket again, but I couldn't find the wand either!
Sitting on the toilet seat in the bathroom, Umbridge began to think about how to get out.
No wand, the door is locked, the school can't Apparate...
"Calm down, calm down, don't panic!" Umbridge took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted:
"Help me!!"
"Hee hee~"
Laughter came from mid-air.
"If I were you, I wouldn't call it that."
"McGonagall? Is that you? You kidnapped me?!"
Umbridge looked up sharply, but he didn't see Professor McGonagall, but a female ghost.
Myrtle sat on top of a wooden door with her legs crossed, her lips curled into a smile.
"There are very few students coming in here, and tonight they are all having a Halloween dinner... Even if you scream your throat, no one will come to rescue you."
"Myrtle!" Umbridge said hurriedly, "Go and help me find Dumbledore..."
Tears welled up in Myrtle's eyes at these words.
"Mindless!" she muttered, fumbling in her robes for a handkerchief.
"They're all at dinner, and you sent me to Dumbledore!" she shrieked, loud and harsh.
"Knowing that I can't...Knowing that I...haven't eaten for a long, long time..."
She buried her face in her handkerchief and blew her nose loudly.
"Okay! Hurry up, or I'll kick you out too!" Umbridge shouted impatiently.
"Why are you yelling so loudly!"
Instead, Myrtle stopped crying and stared at Umbridge in disgust, smiling mischievously.
"You can actually drill out of the toilet, and the pipes below can lead to the Black Lake.
I also sometimes go to the lake...someone flushed my toilet when I was unsuspecting..."
Umbridge just felt nauseous, trying not to think about Myrtle following the filth from the toilet down the drain and into the lake.
She has a clean freak! !
Absolutely don't allow this kind of thing to happen to yourself!
Umbridge would rather die!
"I don't want to...hehe, then you have to be careful." Myrtle laughed loudly:
"The game begins!"
Myrtle slid into the toilet with a plop, spraying a spray of water onto Umbridge's robes.
She quickly threw the coat on the ground, not even wanting to touch it.
This is not the way...you have to save yourself!
With his legs on the toilet, Umbridge jumped hard, grabbing the top of the wooden door with both hands.
But she is not strong enough, like a waste, she can't even do a pull-up.
She was hanging on the door like a big toad with outstretched arms, hanging there.
Goooooooooooooooooooo~
There was a strange bubbling sound, accompanied by a foul smell.
Umbridge looked down vigilantly, his heart beating with fear, and he wanted to die.
Yellowish-brown liquid gushed out of the toilet continuously. At first, the water was only the size of a thumb. After a few seconds, the water became turbulent and tumbling like boiling water.
Oh!
A large thick paste-like object, mixed with yellow water, rushed out of the pit like a fountain.
Spray evenly on the floor and wall of the toilet...
And on Umbridge.
She was stunned for about 30 seconds, and the toilet seemed to be on a timer, and it was sprayed [-] times.
She's surrounded by shit like this, with a touch of art.
On her face, there was still a thick layer of sticky substance like a homemade mask.
The whole body is even more wet, and the yellowish brown and bright red are mixed together, giving people the feeling of being wet.
just like……
like……
A big pot of spoiled tomato and egg soup was poured on him from a height.Spoiled yellow frangipani, and fresh red crushed tomatoes, splattered everywhere.
she stuck out her tongue,
Licked.
astringent,
still a bit bitter...
Whoa whoa whoa!
The ground trembled suddenly, and there was a thump, thump, thump.
This is obviously the sound of a septic tank bursting!
The excrement of teachers and students in the whole school, whether fermented or unfermented, all flowed upstream along the water pipes.
They sprayed out of the toilet.
Dense and rapid, like a magma eruption.
That scene was like a heavy-duty Maxim machine gun firing indiscriminately, piercing Umbridge's nose and mouth with a destructive momentum.
I am in hell!
thought Umbridge.
At the same time, she also understood why Peeves asked if he could swim before he left.
She needs to swim in the cesspit... breaststroke!
At this moment, Umbridge suddenly calmed down.
She thought a lot and understood a lot.It was as if he had suddenly seen through life, life and death.
This short 5 minutes made her grow 50 years old.
"If there are some sufferings, someone must bear them, why can't it be me."
With "papa" in his mouth, Umbridge uttered this wise saying
In an instant, her whole body was sublimated!
Wait... Umbridge doesn't want to sublimate again.
Because, she heard the sound of the auditorium door opening, and heard the sound of hundreds of footsteps, and the students were walking up the stairs step by step.
Also with laughter.
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, and Umbridge only thinks they are noisy.
Most importantly, Myrtle and Peeves will definitely lure them over.
Those dear students, what will they think of her when they see her covered in shit?
Could it be that she feels a little silly, a little demented, like a dog?
Will someone tell the big Hufflepuff boy about this?
Then, he never had a chance to like her again?
In an instant, many things have been lost... The past is like smoke, blowing away with the wind.
Umbridge felt only,
Now,
Very melancholy.
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.)
(End of this chapter)