Chapter 631: Dumbledore’s Secret Army
When Kyle arrived at the Defence Against the Dark Arts office, the corridor was eerily empty. He knocked on the door.
"Come in," Umbridge's familiar, high-pitched voice called from within.
Kyle pushed open the door and stepped inside. The room hadn't changed much since his last visit—frilly decor, overly ornate trinkets, and an overwhelming number of cat plates adorning the walls. In fact, there seemed to be even more of them this time.
"I'm disappointed..."
The door clicked shut behind him, and Umbridge, who had greeted him with her usual saccharine smile, let it fade into a peculiar expression—somewhere between disappointment and smugness.
"I waited in this office all day yesterday," she said, her tone laced with accusation. "I was expecting you to tell me something... interesting. But you never came."
"This leads me to believe that you're not as loyal to the Ministry as you claimed, and that perhaps you're still aligned with Dumbledore."
"I don't understand what you mean, Professor," Kyle replied, feigning surprise. "Should I know what you're talking about?"
"Oh?" Umbridge let out a light laugh. "Perhaps I should give you a hint."
"As far as I know, dozens of students gathered at The Hog's Head in Hogsmeade yesterday. Can you tell me what they were doing there?"
"Is that so?" Kyle said, widening his eyes in mock surprise. "I hadn't heard anything about that."