Michael Corner leaned forward and looked at Anthony. "What happened next?"
Anthony Goldstein raised the Daily Prophet before his eyes and scanned a few more lines. His brow immediately furrowed, his expression a mixture of disgust and something too awful to look at.
Noticing Anthony's complicated expression, Michael tilted his head in confusion. "What kind of face is that?"
"Just see for yourself..." Anthony shoved the Daily Prophet toward Michael, his mouth twitching. "Why did they have to include a magical photograph here too? It's just too..."
"Is it really that bad?" Michael curled his lip, took the Daily Prophet, and quickly found the relevant passage before reading aloud.
"'According to an unnamed Ministry of Magic employee who spoke to me, after submitting her resignation, the "Pink toad" delivered a farewell speech as heartbreaking as a troll doing ballet.'"
"'She wore her signature pink suit, which could make any wizard with normal eyesight uncomfortable, and clutched a lace handkerchief tightly in her hand...'"
Michael now understood why Anthony had not wanted to keep reading.
The Daily Prophet had included another magical photograph here, showing Dolores Umbridge in pink robes, wiping away tears with a pink lace handkerchief.
He had seen similar scenes before. If a girl were truly crying in front of him, he would most likely go over and comfort her gently.
But the sight of Dolores Umbridge crying in that magical photograph only made him want to raise his wand and cast a nasty curse at it.
"Oh! Merlin's pink lace panties!" Michael cursed. He swiftly picked up the A History of Magic beside him and, as if swatting a fly, slapped it shut over the magical photograph with a smack.
After doing all that, he took a deep breath and continued reading. "'She confided in the few