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CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVEdumbledore's army

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CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
dumbledore's army


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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑 𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 𝐈𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑. She banned all Weasley products, prohibited boys and girls from being within eight inches of each other, was ridiculing the other professors during classroom examinations, and even attempted to fire Professor Trelawney.

That night, Harry, Ron, and Hermione snuck Dakota, Lyra, and Aliyah into Gryffindor Tower so that they could have a conversation without worrying about Umbridge overhearing them. The library was a no-go since she seemed to just appear out of thin air.

"Hogwarts has turned into Hagwarts with that old bitch sucking all the fun out of everything," Dakota spat with venom in her voice.

"She's a foul, evil gargoyle," Hermione agreed as she paced in front of them. "We're not learning how to defend ourselves. We're not learning how to pass our O.W.Ls. . .She's taking over the entire school."

". . .security has been and will remain the Ministry's top priority," Fudge's voice was coming out of the radio. Hermione stopped pacing as Harry turned it up. "Furthermore, we have convincing evidence that these disappearances are the work of notorious mass murderer, Sirius Black."

Lyra pouted softly. "Leave Sirius alone."

Aliyah smiled sadly and rubbed her back. Dakota stormed over to the radio and turned it off, giving it the middle finger.

"Harry!" a voice yelled from the fireplace. The six friends turned in the direction of it and saw Sirius's face. Lyra gasped and hurried over, Harry right behind her as they kneeled down in front of it.

"Sirius!" Lyra exclaimed.

"Lyra? What are you doing in the Gryffindor common room?"

"We're having a Legacy Six meeting," Lyra told him. "This is the only safe place now that Umbridge is practically stalking our every move. What are you doing here?"

"Answering Harry's letter," Sirius said. "He said he was worried about Umbridge. What's she doing? Training you to kill half breeds?"

"Sirius, she's not letting us use magic at all," Harry informed him.

"Well, I'm not surprised. The latest intelligence is that Fudge doesn't want you trained in combat."

"Combat?" Ron frowned, exchanging a glance with Aliyah, who's brows furrowed. "What does he think, we're forming some sort of wizard army?"

"You know what, that wouldn't be such a bad idea," Dakota mused, shrugging. "If this were the Muggle world, we could just handle this with guns, but I don't think wizards know what those are or how they work."

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