Marietta wailed as she tried to pull her robes up and cover her face.
But everyone still saw through the gaps that her face was covered in densely packed purple pustules...
Those purple pustules had formed a single word across her face: Snitch.
Her face had become hideous beyond description.
"Stop worrying about your face! Pull your robes down and explain the situation to the Minister!"
Umbridge stared irritably at Marietta, gradually losing her patience.
But Marietta did not listen to her. She only wailed desperately, shaking her head like a rattle drum.
"You really are useless. Then I'll explain it myself."
Umbridge's expression changed incredibly quickly. One second, she was glaring at Marietta; the next, she had put on a nauseating smile and was speaking gently to Minister Fudge.
"It was like this. Tonight, this girl came to my office and told me that on the Seventh Floor, there was a secret chamber called the Room of Requirement. There were some students and opportunities there that interested me."
"But unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, these curses began to take effect."
As she spoke, Umbridge impatiently tried to pull Marietta's hands away, exposing the purple pustules on her face.
"But after she saw that her face had become like this, she broke down and refused to say another word."
Umbridge and Minister Fudge still tried to force Marietta to reveal more details, but she had already broken down and refused to say anything else.
Until Minister Fudge lost his patience.
"Can none of you treat her? At the very least, can't you make her able to speak?"
But Umbridge had no way to deal with this curse either, so she could only glare helplessly from the side.
Actually, ever since Neville had learned all kinds of parasite techniques, Hermione