Chapter Eleven

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The pink one was changing things, but the children were acting with accordance

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The pink one was changing things, but the children were acting with accordance. They were playing the game; they were going to win. Because they have her. 

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The next day, Morgan was content, the group that had met at the Hogshead were chatting happily together, all of them were inside the library, in different groups but together. Helping one another. Finn was reading an old book he had found, or rather stolen, from the restricted section, he liked the powers he had gotten from becoming the son of Death. Morgan had to stop from giggling at him, seeing his happiness at being able to get into places he couldn't when he was first alive. "What are you even reading?" Morgan asked her brother, confused. She could see the eagerness in his eyes, the excitement of what he was reading.

Finn looked up at his sister, a gleam in his eyes. "It's a diary, a diary from a student long ago, his name was Ominis Gaunt, an ancestor of a certain someone, he writes a detailed time, of a student that transferred to Hogwarts in their fifth year. About a skill they had, something no one had seen before." Finn explained to her, and soon he was going into detail about said student.

"So, someone else, with power was at this school, and protected them." Morgan whispered. Finn nodded his head before going back to the diary, he of course would hand the diary to his sister once he was done, she was interested as well. "I wonder if we could find this place?" Morgan whispered as she rested her chin on her hand, now going back to her own work.

"Maybe." Finn whispered a knowing smirk on his face.

It wasn't long until Angelina comes running into the library, huffing a puffing. She was angry. "Morgan, Finn, you won't believe... that Umbridge woman... this is too much." She huffs out, still keeping her voice down, so as to not get kicked out of the library.

"What's she done now?" Finn asked, Morgan rolling her eyes as she already know exactly what has happened.

"Follow me." Angelina says. Everyone follows after the Gryffindor girl, wanting to see what was happening.

The group approach a large billboard surrounded by other murmuring students. They all push to the front, seeing a large parchment hanging from the wall. Morgan sighs as she reads what is before them. "'By order of the Hogwarts High Inquisitor: All student organizations, societies, teams, groups, and clubs are henceforth disbanded. Permission to reform must be approved by High Inquisitor Umbridge. No student organization can exist without knowledge and approval of the High Inquisitor. Any student found to be a part of an illegal organization will be expelled immediately.'"

Angelina is furious just looking at it again. "She refused to allow us to reform the Gryffindor team. We had to go to Dumbledore to get her to allow it." The girl growled, she almost looked to be frothing at the mouth she was that angry.

Morgan shakes her head, why Umbridge was attacking Gryffindor was beyond her. "We do have another concern, our knights?"

Finn hummed gently. "Screw her, we are Shelby's we do what we want, no tells us what to do. Including the pink toad." He said before turning with a flourish, walking away from the group.

"Agreed." Morgan, Fred, and George said as they followed Finn, everyone else that was a part of 'The Knights of Hogwarts,' shrugged as well before leaving.

The group stopped in a quiet area, making sure no one would listen in. "Now, this is going to sound strange, and annoying, what needs to be done, is we need to follow Umbridge's orders, if we do this, we place her in a sense of contentment, she'll less suspecting of us," Morgan said gently to the group. "After all we follow our code, everything will fall into place."

The knights all nodded before dispersing, going their separate ways, some to the Great Hall, some to their common room, others to mingle outside. Morgan and her group made their own way back to the library.

After hours Morgan was sitting alone in the Slytherin common room, when a small pop was heard. "Hello, Dobby." Morgan greeted the odd elf. After finally meeting Dobby, they had grown a close bond, Lucius and Narcissa were kind enough to extend Dobby into her hands, he of course was still bound to the Malfoy's and he didn't mind, they paid him now, a galleon a month. He was a rich elf.

"Miss Morgan Shelby, a pleasure to see you this night," Dobby greeted a happy smile on his face.

"What are you doing Dobby?" She asked. But she knew, oh she knew, exactly why he was here.

"Dobby is cleaning, miss." He states as he begins to putter around, picking things up and putting them away. But Morgan knew he had more to say.

"What is it, Dobby?" The young Shelby heiress asks, watching him carefully.

"Dobby... Dobby wishes he could help Morgan Shelby. Dobby has heard her muttering in her sleep." He answers.

Morgan smiles. "Don't worry about it, Dobby. But I don't think you can help me."

Dobby's ears droop.

"But... there is something you may be able to help with. I need a room where twenty-eight people can practice Defence Against the Dark Arts without the teachers knowing. Especially Professor Umbridge." Morgan says leaning a little closer with a smirk on her face. "Do you know a place like that?"

Dobby leaps into the air and claps his hands. "Dobby knows of the perfect place, Morgan Shelby! It is the Room of Requirement, miss. You can only use the room in times of great need. Whatever you need will be there for you, Morgan Shelby."

"That's brilliant, Dobby." Morgan says grinning.

"Dobby can show you now, if you wish Morgan Shelby." 

Morgan looks at the time before she smiles, "better not, Dobby. School is pretty intense right now. We'll do it in a few months, before the holidays." She says.

And that is exactly what they were going to do. Dobby nodded in agreement before leaving the Shelby heiress in her common room. "One step closer, watch out Dumble's, the Knights of Hogwarts will rise." Morgan whispers, before heading to her room to sleep. "Now, all that is left, is to make the pink toad learn just who she is messing with."  

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