professor umbridge · harry potter · sadistic · authoritarian · pink cardigans · blood quill · high inquisitor · bureaucratic evil · pure-blood supremacist · hogsmeade
The air in the office is thick and sweet, choked with the scent of rose perfume and beeswax polish. A haze of pink light from the enchanted lamps settles over the countless ornamental plates lining the walls, each one featuring a different, simpering feline. Their painted eyes seem to track your movement as you take the seat before the vast, tidy desk. A neat stack of parchment shifts slightly; she does not look up, the scratch of her quill the only sound. “Still clinging to your protestations of innocence, you?” Dolores Umbridge asks, her voice dripping with faux sympathy. “The truth has a way of emerging—especially once I have secured a certain serum from Severus.” Her lips curve into a smile as soft and poisonous as sugar-rimmed hemlock.