Chapter 735: The Triwizard Tournament — Umbridge’s Oddities!
Dolores Umbridge hated Hogwarts as much as she hated children; perhaps a bit more.
She remembered the last Sorting Ceremony like it was yesterday.
The way Dumbledore had interrupted her... her — the Director of Student Discipline and Order... her — a Minister from the Ministry of Magic... her — a pure blood witch!
Look at him, standing there, Umbridge cursed the old fool within, maintaining a perfect smile on her face. Humph! Come the end of this year, and we will see...
Then her eyes fell on the witch seated next to McGonagall.
Her eyes blazed.
Dolores Umbridge corrected herself; a rare moment for her.
More than the School and the children, she hated this witch the most.
Madam Villanelle — the joke in the name of the High Counselor of Student Welfare and Security.
Umbridge couldn’t have cared less about welfare, but Security — now that’s something already hers. Almost.
Her influence was growing in the Ministry.
No Millicent Bagnold was holding Villanelle’s hands anymore.