At that moment, Dolores Umbridge was in an exceptionally foul mood. Just moments ago, she had learned from the front-page headline of the Daily Prophet that Voldemort had returned.
As a senior Ministry of Magic official and a skilled politician, Umbridge knew perfectly well what this meant. All her previous efforts had become a joke. Worse still, the prophecy had actually come true. Her superior, Cornelius Fudge, now faced the risk of being driven from office by the public. Perhaps his downfall was not far off.
If Fudge really was driven from office that summer, what about her prophecy?
Umbridge outwardly claimed not to believe Trelawney's Prophecy, but deep down, she had long since believed it.
That was why she had never dared venture into the Forbidden Forest, terrified that something might truly happen to her.
As long as she did not enter the Forbidden Forest, the prophecy connected to it would not come true. But would she really be thrown into Azkaban?
The odds of that should have been low, but... Umbridge was truly afraid.
Although the Dementors had rebelled and left Azkaban, absolutely no one wanted to spend the rest of their life in that cursed wizard prison.
The more one worried about something and wished it would not happen, the more likely it was to happen.
At noon on the very day she learned from the paper that Voldemort had returned, Umbridge received an owl from the Ministry of Magic. She had been suspended pending investigation, and the Ministry demanded that she leave Hogwarts as soon as possible.
It was simply a nightmare!
Remembering the looks Hogwarts students gave her, Umbridge could not help shuddering.
How many things had she done during her time at Hogwarts that made the students hate her?
Umbridge could no longer remember,