Chapter 300
On September 1st, Ethan brought Cassandra and Hermione to King's Cross Station on time.
Unlike previous years, Ethan, who had just arrived by Apparition, found that there were many wizards patrolling outside. In the past, they were only on the nine and three-quarters platform.
They were dressed like Muggles. If Ethan had not been more sensitive, he would not have noticed.
But this had nothing to do with Ethan. His current identity was a student of Hogwarts, not a dark wizard.
After passing through the stone pillars and arriving on the nine and three-quarters platform, the first thing that caught his eye was Moody, who was explaining something to Harry.
Ethan was not surprised by this. In the original book, Harry went to school with Ron and Hermione.
But now, Ron is dead, and Hermione is just an ordinary classmate with him, not very familiar with him.
Given the current environment of the wizarding world, it is normal for the group of people in the Order of the Phoenix to send Harry to school.
Ethan had known about the reorganization of the Order of the Phoenix for a long time. Amelia Bones told him.
After all, some members were from the Ministry of Magic. In her territory, Amelia Bones could get some news even if she didn't join.
It was early July, not long after Ethan transformed into the Balrog and hammered Voldemort.
But Amelia Bones didn't know some specific information, such as where the Order of the Phoenix gathered, which members were in it, and what they discussed.
He waved to Harry as a greeting and prepared to get on the train first.
But Harry trotted over with his luggage and greeted Ethan:
"Ethan, how was your summer vacation?"
Harry's personality would not do such a thing.
But he didn't want to listen to Moody's preaching now, and even felt disgusted, so he thought of taking this opportunity to escape.
In the past summer vacations, Harry spent his summer vacation with his aunt's family, but now that Voldemort used Harry's blood to revive, Harry's curse has failed in advance, so there is no need to stay with his blood relatives.
And Harry also followed Ethan's advice and let his aunt's family go abroad, and gave Sirius gold.
In this regard, the Dursleys would naturally not refuse. With the previous experience of Harry's parents, the family naturally knew that the wizard world was quite cruel, and they did not dare to stay any longer. Moreover, with these golds, they could live quite well abroad.
After seeing off his aunt's family, Harry moved into the Black Mansion.
He was quite happy in the first few days, but since this place became the base of the Order of the Phoenix, everything has changed.
I couldn't even go out for a breath of fresh air. Even buying textbooks and some necessities for the next school year was approved by reasoning, and there were still two members of the Order of the Phoenix to protect him.
Especially WeasleyMadam, that's overprotection, which made Harry quite depressed, and he didn't dare to show it.
Today, Harry finally waited for Hogwarts to start. He thought he had escaped from the cage, but Moody lectured him for so long.
"Not bad, how about you!"
Of course, Ethan didn't know what Harry had experienced.
But at least he had a better summer vacation than in the original book.
In the original book, Umbridge used Dementors to mess with Harry, which led to him using magic outside the school and eventually going to court.
But here, Fudge's attention was on Dumbledore, and he didn't pay any attention to Harry, a small shrimp.
But Harry couldn't reveal the news of the Order of the Phoenix. Dumbledore had said it when he was still in the Black mansion.
"I spent this summer with Sirius and had a great time."
"Ethan, where is your prefect badge!"
Suddenly, Harry seemed to have discovered something and asked in a strange way.
Starting from the fifth year at Hogwarts, the prefects will be selected. This is something that will be sent over during the summer vacation. Generally, they will be pinned on the chest to prove their identity when school starts.
Although Harry did not have a prefect badge, he had seen it before, and it was Percy's.
At that time, Ron kept nagging in his ear that Percy was showing off his prefect badge that summer, and he also met Percy wearing a prefect badge on the train.
Now Cassandra and Hermione are the same, both have badges on their chests, but one is green and the other is red.
They both have them, Ethan should not have been chosen as a prefect!
"I refuse."
Ethan did have a prefect badge sent over.
But after Ethan wore it with hope, the expected achievement did not arrive.
Come to think of it, the status of a prefect is not very valuable. There are six prefects in Ravenclaw, and they manage less than a hundred people in total. It is not as many as a class monitor in the Muggle world. It is normal that he cannot get any achievements. (Ravenclaw has the least students)
Since there is no achievement, Ethan naturally has no interest in being a prefect.
After all, as a prefect, you have to fulfill the corresponding responsibilities. If you have that time, wouldn't it be nice to study magic or find girls to stick with?
Ordinary people still expect the prefect to add something to their resume so that they can find a job after graduation, but Ethan has no need for this at all.
So Ethan communicated with Professor Flitwick and said that he did not have time to manage the things in the college and hoped that he could select another one.
Professor Flitwick did not refuse this.
The position of prefect is not about how good you are at fighting. As long as you can handle the relationship between classmates well and have a high emotional intelligence, it will be fine.
The main task is to help deal with some things, such as managing order, conveying messages, and playing a supervisory role in daily life to prevent students from violating school rules.
The choice is not the only one,The reason why it was sent to Ethan was that Ethan could convince others.
Ethan was unwilling now, and it would be the same if someone else came.
So Ethan sent the prefect badge back that day, and Professor Flitwick chose another fifth-year boy prefect.
Then Ethan received a message from Michael that he was chosen as the prefect, and he came to ask what was going on.
Ethan also told him clearly that he was not interested in the prefect, so he was relieved.
For Michael, he was naturally very happy to be the prefect. If Ethan was also not interested, he could only go to Professor Flitwick to resign. Fortunately, Ethan did not have that idea.
As for Cassandra and Hermione.
Cassandra, before she entered school, she said that she was destined to be the pride of Slytherin, and naturally she would not refuse such an honor.
Hermione didn't have the same idea as Cassandra, but she was quite strong-willed. She couldn't beat Ethan or anyone else. She was always very competitive and wanted to be the first in everything. This prefect badge was a kind of recognition for her, so she wouldn't refuse it either.
"Is that so? I was saying that a recipient of the Order of Merlin, First Class, couldn't possibly be a prefect."
As for why Ethan refused, Harry didn't ask. It was his private matter.
As for himself, Harry thought he deserved a prefect badge, but unfortunately he didn't receive it.
As for his performance last school year, although he participated in the Triwizard Tournament, it was Barty Crouch, who disguised himself as Moody, who did the trick, and he got a lot of help in the competition, but he did help Hogwarts earn some honor.
Although his grades were not very good, that was compared with those of other colleges. How were the students in Gryffindor better than him?
He shouldn't have any competitors, but he still wasn't the prefect.
This made Harry feel a little resentful.
"You don't have it either?"
Looking at Harry's bare chest, Ethan also asked.
It seems that it is still the same as in the original book. Dumbledore is the one who would rather give it to Ron than to Harry, but who is he giving it to now?
"No."
"By the way, Ethan, don't listen to the nonsense in the newspapers. Professor Dumbledore can't possibly unite with Voldemort. That's all Fudge slandering Professor Dumbledore."
"I was there when Voldemort was resurrected. I know what happened."
When he said this, Harry's face was full of seriousness.
This is the real thing he wants to talk about, to clear Dumbledore's name.
In Harry's heart, Dumbledore is definitely a very upright elder, and it is absolutely impossible for him to unite with Voldemort.
Besides, I was there when Voldemort was resurrected, and I knew it had nothing to do with Dumbledore. If Dumbledore wanted to, he would have taken my blood and resurrected Voldemort long ago. How could he have waited so long?. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
At the moment when Fudge fired at Dumbledore, Harry wanted to go out and explain this.
After all, as a live audience of Voldemort's resurrection, and with the identity of the savior, he could go to dispel the rumors.
But Dumbledore directly refused.
In addition, Harry couldn't go out this summer vacation, so the matter could only be left unresolved.
Now that school has started, Harry naturally has to explain it clearly, at least he can't let his classmates at Hogwarts misunderstand Dumbledore!
"Well, I don't believe what the newspaper said either."
It is naturally impossible for Dumbledore to join forces with Voldemort, but Ethan knows why Fudge did this.
"That's good!"
"I'll see you at Hogwarts. I'll go find Neville and the others and tell them about this."
Harry dragged his luggage into the train. He had decided a few days ago that he had to deal with the Gryffindor classmates first.
"We'll go to the prefect's compartment first. We'll find you later."
Ethan had just boarded the train and was left alone. Cassandra and Hermione said hello and left first.
Walking in the aisle of the train, Ethan was also looking for Qiu Zhang and Luna.
Although he didn't check the wizard mailbox, they must have come earlier. And although Qiu Zhang was already in the sixth grade, she was not the prefect of Ravenclaw.
"Ethan!"[]
Ethan could still recognize the voices of George and Fred.
Just as Ethan was about to enter the next compartment, two snaps sounded behind him.
Just before they could touch Ethan's shoulder, they saw that Ethan was facing them.
At this point, George and Fred were stunned, and they didn't know what to do with their raised hands.
This prank was a failure.
"Apparition, are you trying to play a prank on me?"
Just like in the original book, they learned Apparition this summer, and Ron's death did not have much impact on them.
"Haha, how is this possible?"
"I just want to say hello to Ethan. I can't wait to see you after such a long time."
George and Fred took back their hands and tapped their heads a few times in embarrassment.
They thought about this prank for a long time. First, they used sound to attract attention in the carriage, and then quickly Apparitioned behind the target to scare him.
The trace is a spell to detect the magical activities of wizards under the age of seventeen. The Ministry of Magic uses it to detect the use of magic by minors.
Since they are already adults, the trace is naturally removed. They can cast spells outside the school and are not afraid of being seen, so they are unscrupulous at this moment.
However, this prank just started and ended.
Fred and George said so, what else can Ethan do.
So, one of them came to hug.
Where Ethan couldn't see, Fred and George looked at each other and found the wrong target.
Although there are requirements for learning this spell, aren't there many people in the wizarding world who don't follow the rules?
With Ethan's talent and his relationship with the Wally family, as long as he wants to learn, there must be a channel.
Learning is not a problem for him, and his proficiency may be higher than the two of them.
That's why he can react so quickly.
"It seems that you have had a good summer vacation."
Before the holiday, when Ron was taken back to Hogwarts by Harry, Ethan also saw what Fred and George were like.
But now, the two have returned to their previous optimistic appearance.
I just don't know if it's really over, or if it's buried in my heart.
"Of course. I told you that we also attended a secret gathering this summer vacation and had a very fulfilling time."
"What secret gathering?"
Although Ethan knew it was the Order of the Phoenix, he couldn't show it.
"I can't tell you. I can only tell you that it was hosted by Dumbledore and only the elite could enter!"
George said to Ethan with great pride.
"There are still things I can't tell you. Keep your voice down and I won't tell anyone."
"I really can't tell you. Ethan, if you want to know, go check it out."
"Okay!"
"Let's talk when we get to Hogwarts. You go first. Lee is coming."
Seeing a familiar black figure walking onto the train, George said a few words quickly, and then disappeared with Fred in a snap.
That was their next target of pranks. Ethan could Apparate and react, but I don't believe that Lee Jordan could too!
After saying goodbye to the twins, Ethan continued to walk to the back. Not long after walking, he found his target.
"This year's carriage is particularly empty."
Qiu Zhang raised his eyebrows at Ethan who was sitting down.
"So, can I find someone else to come over?"
"What do you think!"
Luna, who was also holding a magazine, put it down and looked at Ethan.
Ethan then realized that the magazine Luna had just held was upside down.
Can she read it like this? .
Chapter 301
As the train began to slow down, the sky darkened and raindrops hit the windows intermittently.
For so many years, every September 1st, the first day of school, the sky was clear when I got on the train, but it would turn into a rainy day when I got close to Hogwarts, without exception.
But when I returned to school after the Christmas holiday, there was no such situation.
I don't know what the problem is.
As the train stopped completely, the surroundings were also chaotic and noisy, because everyone was busy putting their luggage and pets together and preparing to get off the train.
Cassandra and Hermione also went out before this. As prefects, they had to maintain order. They didn't stay in this carriage for a long time today. Ethan felt very fortunate that he chose not to be a prefect.
Take Qiu Zhang and Luna, merged into the flow of people in the aisle, and moved towards the door.
Arriving at the platform, the night air blew on my face, and there was still a hint of coolness.
After simply casting a spell on myself, Qiu Zhang and Luna, he led the two to the place where the Thestral carriage was.
At this time, a familiar voice came to my ears: "First-year students come here... First-year students..."
Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a huge figure at the other end of the platform, holding a lantern in his hand, calling the panicked first-year students over.
Somewhat different from the original book, Hagrid accepted Dumbledore's task to win over the giants. This was not an easy task to complete, so he did not return when Hogwarts opened.
But now, because Ethan used the identity of the Balrog to beat Voldemort, and many Death Eaters died, Voldemort's power and reputation were greatly damaged.
This also made Hagrid's trip much easier. Although he did not make the giants stand firmly on his side, it also destroyed Voldemort's purpose of winning over the giants.
Hagrid, who had completed his mission, rushed back as soon as possible in order not to miss the Hogwarts opening banquet.
Anyway, Ethan had received Hagrid's message a week ago.
Naturally, he did not talk to Ethan about giants or anything like that. He mainly talked about Ms. Maxime. Hagrid said that he and Ms. Maxime had a very happy summer vacation. Hagrid even said that he saw love.
After leaving the platform, following a path in the rain, you can see more than a hundred carriages pulled by the Thestrals not far away.
Ethan and others also randomly found one to sit on.
Not long after, Cassandra and Hermione also came up, but at this time, many Thestrals' carriages had already started.
After all, they still had to guide the new students and arrange for every little wizard in Hogwarts to sit in the carriage to ensure that no one was left out before they could complete their mission.
"How does it feel to be a prefect?"
"You don't know, at least seven of the ten Gryffindor carriages are doing their homework, and some..."
Hermione felt a headache when she mentioned this. Compared with other carriages, the Gryffindor side was a bit difficult to manage.
In the past, she didn't go out to see it because she was not a prefect, or she didn't care if she knew it, because she had no right.
But now as a prefect, is it really appropriate to watch them violate the Hogwarts discipline?
Fortunately, the predecessors taught us to turn a blind eye, because this is the norm.
Ethan didn't comment on this, because he was also the one who made up homework at the beginning of the school.
Cassandra's side was fine. As long as she didn't meet Gryffindor, Slytherin was still more disciplined on the surface.
In addition, with Cassandra's identity, no one dared to get angry.
As the Thestrals creaked and swayed through the tall stone pillars on both sides of the gate of the venue, the speed began to slow down until it stopped in front of the stone steps leading to the oak door.
Walking up the stone steps, the first person I met was Professor McGonagall.
When they arrived at the hall, there were already four long school tables, with a dark ceiling without stars, just like the sky outside that they saw through the high windows.
Candles floated above the tables, illuminating the silvery ghosts dotted in the hall and the excited faces of their classmates.
The little wizards who found their seats and sat down were also talking happily, exchanging news about the summer vacation, loudly greeting friends from other colleges, and examining each other's new hairstyles and new clothes.
Ethan also came directly to the long table of Ravenclaw and sat down in a seat closer to the front.
When he set his eyes on the long table of faculty and staff, the woman next to Dumbledore still successfully annoyed Ethan.
Even though she was sitting on a chair, you could tell she was short and fat, with short curly gray-brown hair, a very ugly big pink bow on it, a fluffy pink cardigan over her robe, and a pale, toad-like face with a pair of droopy eyelids and bulging eyes.
Although Ethan had known that Umbridge would come to Hogwarts, she didn't know how she had gotten to Fudge.
After the Quidditch World Cup, Ethan asked Lockhart about Umbridge's situation once, and she was transferred to sweep the floor at that time.
At the same time, many young wizards also discovered Umbridge's identity and started to talk about it.
But Ethan could see that Umbridge's face changed drastically as soon as she took a sip from the goblet, and the veins on her hand holding the goblet were bulging directly.
As for the reason, it should be the discussion about Umbridge's harm to Fudge.
After all, this incident was a sensation at the time, and now seeing the protagonist, it is inevitable that some emotions cannot be restrained.
It was not until Professor McGonagall led a long line of freshmen into the auditorium that the noisy auditorium became quiet..
Then came the old project of every year. Under the arrangement of Professor McGonagall, the sorting ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner.
Until the last little wizard named Rose Zeller was sorted into Hufflepuff, and this year's sorting ceremony was over.
After Professor McGonagall picked up the hat and stool and strode away, Dumbledore stood up.
Even though Dumbledore was a little exhausted by various trivial matters during this summer vacation, he still appeared in front of everyone with a spirited image at this moment.
As in previous years, every time at this time, Dumbledore was dressed quite decently, wearing a dark purple robe covered with silver stars and a matching hat.
"Welcome our new students, welcome! Welcome our old students - welcome back! There is plenty of time for speeches, but not now, eat happily!"
Dumbledore's loud voice echoed in the hall, his arms opened, and a bright smile bloomed on his mouth.
The young wizards below also laughed in appreciation and applauded enthusiastically, and the atmosphere in the entire auditorium reached its peak.
With the waving of Dumbledore's wand, the five long tables were suddenly filled with large pieces of beef, pies, plates of vegetables, bread, jam and pots of pumpkin juice.
Ethan also picked his favorite food without hesitation, and Qiu Zhang and Luna beside him also added some roast beef and lamb chops to Ethan's plate from time to time.
After everyone had eaten and drunk enough, the sound in the auditorium gradually became noisy, and then Dumbledore stood up again.
The voices of the young wizards below also stopped, and everyone turned their faces to Dumbledore.
"Well, now that we are digesting another extremely delicious meal, I would like to ask everyone to be quiet for a moment and listen to me talk about the precautions of the new term as usual.
"First-year students should know that students are not allowed to enter the forbidden forest in the hunting grounds, and several of our senior students should know this by now."
"Mr. Filch, the caretaker, asked me, and he told me that this was the 426th time, asking me to remind you all that magic is not allowed in the corridors during class breaks, and there are many other rules, which are listed on the long list posted on the door of Mr. Filch's office. "
When he said this, Dumbledore, like in previous years, looked at the twins at the Gryffindor table. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
At the same time, he kept telling himself that this was the last year and it would be over soon, so he would be much more relaxed in the future.
This scene was also seen by many people.
Especially Professor McGonagall, who had pursed her lips at this moment. I don't know what sins she had done in her previous life, that these guys appeared in Gryffindor.
"This year, there is a change in our teaching team. We are happy to welcome Professor Umbridge, our new teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
It was an old tradition. Every year, a new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was assigned. The young wizards didn't find it new.
At the same time, polite but not enthusiastic applause broke out. No one liked Umbridge.
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After all, she was most famous for using Fudge as a wall. She could use the Minister of Magic as a shield. So she would not hesitate to push her students out when faced with danger. Who would have a good impression of her?
Even Slytherin was the same. If possible, they all wanted to expel this woman from Slytherin. After all, Slytherin hadn't produced such a shameful person for many years. It was said that she was a sweeper. How could a Slytherin graduate be so miserable?
Faced with such a scene, Umbridge's already ugly face turned into a livid color.
After the sparse applause stopped, Dumbledore continued: "The selection of the college Quidditch team will be held at——"
Ahem!
Hearing this, Dumbledore suddenly stopped talking and looked at Professor Umbridge inquiringly.
It was just that Umbridge was not much taller when she stood up than when she sat down, which made her look a little funny.
At the same time, everyone knew from Dumbledore's sight that it was Umbridge who had just spoken. []
Although Dumbledore was a little unhappy about being interrupted, he didn't say anything. After sitting down, he looked at Umbridge intently, as if he wanted to hear what she wanted to say, but she actually interrupted his speech.
"Thank you, Headmaster, thank you for your warm welcome speech."
Her voice was high and sharp, and there was a breathy sound, like the voice of a little girl, and it seemed that she was speaking with her throat pinched, which made people feel a strong sense of disobedience.
"Well, I must say, ..."
Umbridge spoke a lot of nonsense, and the little wizards below listened with dull eyes, as if they had not yet reacted to what she wanted to say.
It was not until Dumbledore began to applaud that everyone realized that she had finished speaking.
But only Dumbledore was applauding at the scene, and the professors and the little wizards below were indifferent.
Therefore, the scene was a little ugly, but Dumbledore's face was also smiling more brightly.
What Fudge was thinking when he sent Umbridge over, anyone with a brain could see.
He just interrupted me, probably to give me a warning, after all, it was the first time he was interrupted in Hogwarts after so many years.
In Hogwarts, Dumbledore's status is the same as Fudge in the Ministry of Magic.
As an official of the Ministry of Magic, she had worked as an assistant for a period of time, so she couldn't possibly be unaware that subordinates should not kiss their superiors.
She just did this, it must be intentional.
However, from what she just said, it can be heard that this woman's brain seems to be not very good.What kind of stuff are these? They are worse than this old man.
"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge. Your speech is very inspiring. As I said just now, the selection of the Quidditch team will be held at..."
After the announcement, it means that this year's back-to-school dinner is over.
Then the prefects of each college took the students back to the common room.
Ravenclaw was handled by Michael, and Hermione and Cassandra naturally could not escape from Gryffindor and Slytherin.
Back in the long-lost Ravenclaw dormitory, Ethan immediately sorted out the gifts and put everything that should be put out.
Terry and Gene were also chatting about the things about Dumbledore in the newspaper during the summer vacation.
Just now in the hall in front of Dumbledore, I didn't dare to talk about chaos, but it doesn't matter now.
There is a serious polarization among wizards about this matter.
There are those who believe in Dumbledore, and naturally there are those who support Fudge, and there are also those who simply maliciously speculate on others, and these people also speculate on Dumbledore's behavior.
Just like in the original book, even if Dumbledore announced the return of Voldemort in Hogwarts, as long as Fudge did not admit it, most wizards outside would still be willing to believe Fudge.
"Okay, go to school with peace of mind. Dumbledore will never unite with Voldemort, let alone betray his students. Don't worry."
Ethan couldn't help but interrupt.
You can say that Dumbledore is a shady old man, scheming, etc., but it is completely impossible to say that he betrayed his students.
But in the tabloids outside, that's what it said. Dumbledore helped Barty Crouch Jr. sneak into Hogwarts, betrayed his student savior Harry Potter, and helped Voldemort resurrect. .
Chapter 302
The next morning, the sky outside was gray.
When Ethan and others arrived at the hall, many young wizards were having dinner, sitting together in groups of three or four, talking about something, and waving their arms vigorously when they were excited.
After greeting several classmates along the way, Ethan also came to the Ravenclaw table and sat down.
Halfway through breakfast, a whooshing sound was heard, and hundreds of owls flew in from the high window.
Ethan habitually cast a spell over himself, forming a blue barrier.
At this time, the owls also landed in various parts of the hall, bringing letters and parcels to their owners, and also sprinkled water droplets on the heads of the people eating breakfast.
It must be said that these owls are really competent postmen. It was raining heavily outside, but they still arrived on time.
But Ethan found that there were at least one-third more owls today than in previous years, and a large number of them carried one or more newspapers and magazines.
Obviously, everyone was still very interested in what happened this summer vacation. Even though Hogwarts had already started school, they did not forget to eat melons.
Ethan was naturally not without a barn owl, which was perched in the sky not far from Ethan. It was still dripping with water, and it was holding a small parchment package in its claws.
When it approached, it directly released its claws, and the package automatically floated in front of Ethan.
The owl, which had completed the mailing task, turned around and flew out of the high window.
Obviously, this owl was also an old friend who delivered newspapers and magazines to Ethan, and knew the rule of not approaching during breakfast.
After receiving the package, Ethan tapped the table lightly, and the parchment on it fell off automatically, revealing the intact Daily Prophet.
It formed a sharp contrast with the wet newspapers in the hands of others.
Putting the newspaper aside, Ethan did not rush to turn it over.
"Ethan, this is this year's schedule!"
Just when Ethan had almost finished eating, Terry came over with a bitter face and a few pieces of parchment.
Even if he didn't ask the reason, Ethan knew why he had a bitter face.
This year is Ethan's O.W.L.s year, and he will take the O.W.L.s exam at the end of the semester.
For this reason, this year's courses must be more than in the past.
You know, every year some fifth-year students have emotional breakdowns because of the O.W.L.s exams.
I took this year's class schedule and it was just as Ethan expected. There were a lot more courses, and almost every day was full.
Today, there were History of Magic, Potions, Divination, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. If those who had filled up their electives, they would be very busy.
Even with a time converter, they would have enough time, but whether they could handle it mentally was still questionable.
This also further increases the value of being able to get twelve O.W.L.s certificates.
"Ethan, did you order this thing?"
At this time, Fred and George came over with a big bag of things, pointing to the Daily Prophet on Ethan's desk and said with a little surprise.
Ethan turned his head in confusion.
"Is there any problem with this?"
"No problem, but Ethan, you won't believe what it says!"
Fred shrugged and said helplessly.
They both believe in Dumbledore, how could he be mixed up with Voldemort.
After coming to Hogwarts, I explained it to several classmates, but it obviously didn't work.
Now seeing the Daily Prophet on Ethan's desk, I doubt that Ethan also believes what it says.
Although the Daily Prophet directly fired at Fudge after Amelia Bones held a press conference at the beginning.
But when Fudge started to throw dirty water at Dumbledore, he immediately turned his gun around.
No way, these journalists have no moral integrity at all.
Whatever can attract attention, they will do it.
"Just for fun."
"Okay, it suits your personality."
Fred was silent for a long time and finally said this.
Originally, they wanted to popularize Ethan, after all, the words of ordinary classmates don't matter, but as friends, they don't want to see Ethan being led astray by Fudge and those reports.
In the end, they thought too much.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, we are selling products, the quick-acting skipping series, Ethan, of course, it's free, we'll give it to you if you like it."
George smiled and patted the package in his hand. In the past few years, every time school starts, they will go to the fifth grade to sell these things.
After several years of development, there are many varieties of vomiting candy, coma flower candy, nosebleed nougat, fever candy, and blood-breaking beans.
However, this thing is still popular in Gryffindor, but there are few customers in Ravenclaw.
If Ethan can use these products, it will definitely be a very good advertisement, and it may effectively increase the orders from Ravenclaw.
"Do you think I need it?"
Ethan said unhappily.
Ethan has seen these things a long time ago, of course, they are not for him to eat.
When Ron was a second-year student, he was their guinea pig to test drugs.
For example, nosebleed nougat, after eating this thing, the nose bleeds, and it can't be stopped without taking special medicine.
When Ron ate it, the twins were almost scared to death, because the corresponding medicine was not ready at that time.
As a last resort, Ron had to use the blood-replenishing potion to endure it, bleeding and replenishing blood at the same time, until the effect of the potion wore off.
After that, they did make an antidote.
But thinking about this scene happening to him in the classroom, Ethan was so embarrassed that he might lose face.
Ethan must be crazy to eat this thing.
For the remaining few, the nosebleed nougat has a similar effect.
Anyway, it relies on various negative effects to achieve the purpose of letting the teacher judge that you can go to the school clinic.
"Really not considering it?"
"This year, you have to deal with endless exams. They will be like a grinding wheel grinding your noses and will wear out the skin on the tip of your nose."
"Yes, half of the students in our grade had some minor problems that year, crying, wiping tears, losing temper... Patricia Stinson fainted all the time..."
"Kenneth Toller had boils all over his body, do you remember?"
"That's because you put big foam powder in his pajamas."
George and Fred said in unison.
"Thank you, no, I think you can go to Gryffindor to sell it."
After hearing this, Ethan did not hesitate at all.
"Okay, let's go to Hufflepuff. Gryffindor doesn't need us to sell anymore."
Because they had already gone to the fifth-year carriage of Gryffindor on the train yesterday and completed the sales.
Even though this is their last year at Hogwarts and they need to prepare for N.E.W.T.s, they still have no intention of studying seriously.
They still put their joke shop first and work hard for it.
They made the decision long before school started.
Use this year to do some market research, find out what ordinary students at Hogwarts want to buy from the joke shop, carefully identify their research results, and then produce products that meet their needs. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
It can be said that this year is absolutely crucial. After graduation, they will have no chance to return to Hogwarts for field research. They must figure out what products are attractive enough this year, not for themselves, but for products that can attract more people.
After all, as a joke product store, the main consumers are still Hogwarts students.
The money for opening the store has long been raised. Now they only need to investigate the market and create more products.
After saying goodbye to the twins and flipping through the newspaper, it is almost time for class.
The first class today is the history of magic. I have to say that this is bad news. It's a lullaby early in the morning.
As the bell rang, Professor Binns of the History of Magic floated in on time, without any roll call.
He started today's class with his breathy emphasis.
Today's topic is the giant war, which should have been very interesting., but it seemed particularly boring under Professor Spence's emotionless recitation.
Only ten minutes into the class, a large number of young wizards have begun to daze with sleepy eyes.
After Ethan made a gesture to Cassandra to call me after class, he lay down directly.
Anyway, Professor Spence would not pay attention to these.
After being woken up by Cassandra, Ethan stretched and found that he was not an exception.
At this time, Professor Spence on the podium had also left. Taking the history of magic textbook, Ethan followed the crowd to the basement where the potion class was located.
What we need to learn today is the demulcent, which can calm and relieve irritable and anxious emotions.
But if there is a problem in any step during the production process, the person taking the medicine will fall into a dead state, sometimes even an irreversible coma, that is, directly drinking into a vegetative state. []
Just before the class started, Snape gave everyone a warning.
He told everyone clearly that they would take an important exam in June next year, and they would need to prove how much they had learned about potion preparation and use. He hoped that everyone could barely pass the O.W.L.s exam, otherwise he would be very angry.
He also said that most of the people present would lose the opportunity to take the potion class next year because he would only select the best students to enter his N.E.W.T.s potion class.
This also caused Neville, who was the focus of the class, to tremble from the beginning of the class.
Of course, as a potion class, the course is not always so smooth.
When a normal palliative is successful, a faint, silver-white vapor will emerge.
But the scene was really full of all kinds of things, with dark gray gas, crucibles spurting green sparks, and some potions being boiled hard, like freshly mixed cement.
It can be said that after one class, Snape's face became even uglier.
When the bell rang, many little wizards rushed out of the potion class classroom directly. This class was simply torture for them.
Already under considerable pressure, Snape was still lazily pressuring them, resulting in frequent accidents and falling into a dead loop.
After leaving the potion class classroom, it was already time for lunch. When I rushed to the auditorium, the ceiling became darker and gloomier than in the morning, and raindrops were hitting the high windows.
After the torture of the potion class, the fifth-year little wizards had no interest and ate lunch one by one.
We didn't take a long break at noon, and we had to go to the divination class again.
Professor Trelawney didn't put any pressure on us, nor did he predict that the student would die as he did in previous years.
Instead, he asked the young wizards to interpret their recent dreams based on this year's textbook "Dream Interpretation Guide". The class was quite boring.
AndAt the end of the get out of class, we were assigned to record our dreams every day for the next month as homework.
I can only say that the workload this year has really increased dramatically. In the History of Magic class, we need to write a one-and-a-half-foot-long paper about the Giant War as homework.
In the Potions class, Snape assigned a paper that was required to be one foot long and talk about the use of moonstone.
The remaining courses are probably no less demanding.
Leaving the Divination classroom, we had to rush to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on May 7.
This kind of life will be the norm for the next year.
Walking in the corridor, Ethan heard several little wizards say that they wanted to try the Weasley brothers' quick-acting skipping candy.
When they arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, everyone found that Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium.
She was wearing the fluffy pink cardigan she wore the night before, with the black velvet bow on her head.
No one greeted her. The young wizards found a good seat and sat down, flipping through textbooks or whispering to each other.
Most people didn't take Umbridge seriously.
In everyone's mind, this was another fake, and a fake without teacher ethics.
This year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was probably ruined again, and nothing could be learned.
Although Moody was disguised by Barty Crouch Jr. last year and was a little crazy in class, the young wizards could still learn something.
If she wasn't the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and had the right to deduct points, the young wizards would probably talk about how she harmed Fudge in front of her, whether there was any conspiracy, and whether she was arranged by the Ministry of Magic of other countries!
As the bell rang, the young wizards also quieted down and sat upright in their seats.
Umbridge stood up, showing her somewhat uncomfortable smile and said to the young wizards:
"Good afternoon, students!"
However, there was complete silence below, and no one responded to her.
Faced with such a scene, Umbridge's face changed.
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"Haven't other professors at Hogwarts taught you? I hope you can answer like this: Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."
"Now, say it again, students, good afternoon!"
However, the scene was still silent.
Umbridge looked at the students below who didn't give her any face, and the forced smile on her face disappeared.
When she accepted Fudge's task, she knew that it was not easy to do.
But in order to make up for her mistakes and climb to a higher position, she agreed without hesitation.
But she didn't expect that the first class would be like this.
There were also some students she couldn't afford to offend.
Before coming, Fudge specifically explained that he was now competing with Dumbledore and Amelia Bones, and if possible, he would try to attract as many pure-blood wizards as possible. He now needs more support.
As for the little wizards below, on the one hand, they really didn't take Umbridge seriously. Isn't she just a cleaner at the Ministry of Magic?
Besides, it seems that there is really no such thing in Hogwarts.
Every professor starts the class directly. At most, they just roll the roll before the class. Even Lockhart, who was a show-off at the beginning, didn't care about these things.
On the other hand, Beauxbatons has such a tradition.
However, Umbridge, who wanted to find a sense of existence in Hogwarts, naturally didn't think of these.
This year, she was a punching bag in the Ministry of Magic. When she came to Hogwarts as a professor, she was still a punching bag. Didn't she come here in vain?
"Is there no professor who taught you to respect your teachers?"
Umbridge knew that she had to break the situation, otherwise she would be bullied for the next year?
She scanned every little wizard below to find a breakthrough.
This time she wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, and she wanted a chicken that could be used as a typical chicken.
She stayed at Ethan's side for three seconds, but soon gave up.
If Ethan was dealt with, the other little wizards would naturally not dare to attack.
But Umbridge really didn't have the courage. Not to mention that Ethan's strength was not something she dared to provoke, just the backing of the Wally family made it impossible to move.
Until her eyes turned to Harry, she couldn't move at all.
The identity was quite suitable.
The identity of the savior, the player of the Triwizard Tournament last year, and the relationship with Dumbledore was quite good. There was no supporting family behind him. After all, although the Potter family was prominent in the past, now he was the only one, and he had no say at all.
Bullying orphans, there was no pressure at all!
Even if Fudge was here, he would probably start with him.
"Harry Potter, our savior, can you stand up and tell me this question?"
Harry's face fell immediately when his name was called.
Since arriving at Hogwarts, he has beenpoints.
Some professors are quite good to me and take good care of me, but some just like to find fault with me.
It can be said that no matter whether they are good or bad, they like to find fault with me.
And the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in front of him is undoubtedly the latter.
Even though Harry has never had contact with her before, based on what happened during this period of time, she, as a member of the Ministry of Magic, came to Hogwarts with no good intentions.
But now that he was called out, if Harry didn't want to be deducted points for disrespecting the professor, he had to stand up.
"Very good, Harry Potter, tell me, do you know what respect for teachers is?"
Faced with Harry's timely performance, Umbridge was still a little satisfied.
"Of course we know."
Harry didn't have a good tone either.
Although he didn't want to be deducted points, what kind of good attitude was needed for this kind of person who was obviously looking for trouble?
In addition, I had a confrontation with Seamus last night in the dormitory over Dumbledore's issue.
Everything went wrong during the day, and now seeing this man under Fudge, it would be a miracle if he could have a good attitude.
"Since you know, did you respect me just now?"
Umbridge couldn't hold it in anymore, and her tone became cold. You know how to respect teachers, which means you didn't treat me as a teacher just now?
"But other professors don't pay attention to these in class, and we don't have this habit."
When Harry was still in school in the Muggle world, he experienced the matter of students being good and teachers being good.
"Professors of other classes don't have this habit, but today I'm here, and I'm the boss of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. From today on, classes must be conducted according to my requirements. Do you understand?"
Although I knew that Harry was perfunctory about this matter, could I still say that other professors were wrong?
Umbridge had just arrived at Hogwarts and didn't have the courage to do so. She had to wait until she had established her foothold.
After all, Fudge, her backer, was not as strong as in the original book, so her confidence was not very strong.
In addition, some of the professors at Hogwarts were her teachers at the time, which also put some pressure on her.
"I understand!"
It was still the perfunctory tone.
Anyway, if someone else compromised, she would follow suit.
But it was impossible for her to take the lead. Not to mention that Umbridge's identity made her quite unhappy, even if she stood out, she would not have a good ending. She might be hostile to other students again.
In the cemetery of Little Hangleton, after experiencing the resurrection of Voldemort and the death of Ron, his personality was a little smoother.
After all, in this world, there is no help from Hermione. Ron was unreliable at first, and they broke up later. Every time he was beaten, he really endured it alone. Today, he has grown up a little.
After hearing Harry's answer, Umbridge looked at him.His classmates, but still no reaction, as if they did not see him.
Umbridge immediately realized one thing, Harry, this chicken, is he not qualified?
The identity of the savior, the warrior of the Triwizard Tournament, and the close relationship with the headmaster, any one of them can play a leading role among the students!
But what is going on now?
Harry Potter, how has he been doing these years?
Before taking office, Umbridge did read some information about Hogwarts, mainly about the situation of some professors in these years, and some noteworthy students.
Harry was naturally in it, but she didn't know what his situation was in school.
After all, there were no spies from the Ministry of Magic in Hogwarts who were specifically collecting intelligence.
All they knew were some major events, such as Quirrell died in the first grade, Filch was petrified in the second grade, and Dementors invaded Hogwarts in the third grade.
Who cares about the problems among some students!
Naturally, they don't know that Harry's savior halo has long been invalid.
In the Triwizard Tournament last year, apart from Gryffindor students, not many people took his identity as a warrior seriously.
As for the fact that he has a good relationship with Dumbledore, it is even more useless.
"Sit down, class starts!"
Knowing that she failed to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, Umbridge could only give up temporarily.
Hearing this, Harry didn't hesitate and sat down directly.
Anyway, as long as he doesn't lose points, it's fine.
"Now, students, please put away your wands and take out your quills."
Many students exchanged depressed looks. Sure enough, they were right. This is another fake. After all, what can the cleaning staff of the Ministry of Magic teach?
Missing Professor Lupin in the second year.
But even though they thought so, the professor didn't teach them anything, so they had no choice but to put their wands into their schoolbags and take out quills, ink and parchment.
Umbridge opened her handbag, pulled out a surprisingly short wand, and knocked it hard on the blackboard. Two lines of words immediately appeared on the blackboard:
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Back to Basics
This was also a clear sign, telling everyone that what I teach is theory.
If you want to take a practical class, that's impossible.
After doing this, Umbridge turned around and faced the whole class, with her fingers crossed and placed upright on her chest.
"Students, your teaching in this course has been sporadic and unsystematic, has it not?"
"The constant change of teachers, many of whom do not seem to be teaching in accordance with the curriculum standards approved by the Ministry of Magic, has unfortunately left you far from the level you should have achieved in your O.W.L.s year."
"However, you will be happy to know that these problems are about to be corrected, and this year,We are going to learn a carefully arranged, theory-centered, Ministry-approved magic defense course. Please copy down these words. "
Umbridge knocked on the blackboard again, and the two lines of words just now disappeared, replaced by "Course Objectives".
1. Understand the basic principles of magic defense.
2. Learn to identify occasions where magic defense can be used legally.
3. Evaluate magic defense in the context of practical application. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
As a half-blood wizard, I can join the Ministry of Magic after graduating from Slytherin, even if it is just a small staff.
But in which class, Considered a relatively outstanding student.
If she wanted to teach, I wouldn't say how good it would be, but it would definitely be helpful to most young wizards.
But when she received the task from Fudge, she didn't even think about teaching.
After all, if she worked diligently to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, wouldn't that be helping Dumbledore?
After the students below copied down her three course goals, she asked:
"Does every student have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "Magical Defense Theory"? "
Of course, this is nonsense, because this book is the textbook for Defense Against the Dark Arts this year that Umbridge has decided on.
Each professor has the right to determine the textbooks for the subjects they teach.
There were a few responses in the classroom, and some even raised the textbooks on the table to show that they did have them.
Umbridge was naturally not very satisfied with this scene.
"I think we have to do it again. When I ask you a question, I want you to answer yes, Professor Umbridge. Or no, Professor Umbridge."
"Does every student have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "Magical Defense Theory"? "
However, the following scene was exactly the same as before, and none of them went according to what she said.
Umbridge felt her blood pressure rise.[]
He was taking her own words as bullshit!
But what can I do now?
Find another chicken to kill?
I didn't dare to do it to the right target. Just like Harry Potter just now, if I tried to get him up again, it would probably be the same, and it would not have any effect at all.
It's really not easy to be a professor.
Umbridge had no choice but to skip this question.
"Turn to page 5 and read the first chapter, the basic principles of entry. Don't whisper while reading. "
After saying that, Umbridge left the blackboard and sat down on the chair behind the podium, staring at everyone with her two droopy toad-like eyes.
At this moment, Ethan didn't even open the book. He was lying on the table bored, playing with Cassandra's golden hair.
This book Ethan had read a long time agoI bought it and read it in my spare time. It was useless. It was just some impractical theoretical knowledge. Ethan only read more than ten chapters and gave up.
I don't know how this theoretical player, Wilbert Slinka, had the nerve to publish a book.
In the classroom, there were all kinds of people. Some were spinning their feather pens on their fingers, some were staring at a page and didn't understand, some had lifeless eyes, and some were playing with their deskmate's hair like this.
Who is the one who raised his hand?
Ethan raised his head and glanced in that direction.
Hermione?
What is she doing?
Not only Ethan, many people were attracted by Hermione who raised her hand.
At first, Umbridge didn't intend to pay attention. She could raise her hand if she wanted to.
But in the classroom, more than half of the little wizards looked over there, which made them a little uncomfortable.
"Oh, do you have any questions about the content of this chapter?"
Umbridge asked Hermione, as if she had just noticed her.
"No, not about the content of this chapter."
"If you have other questions, we can talk about it after class."
Umbridge, who had not yet figured out how to break the deadlock, did not want to cause any more trouble at the moment.
"I have a question about your course objectives."
Hearing this, Umbridge stood up immediately.
This is so annoying!
Before coming, she wrote down all the little wizards worth noting, but there was no such person in front of her.
"What's your name?"
"Hermione Granger."
It sounds familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.
Oh, Ethan Adrian's Muggle friend. As the focus of the Ministry of Magic, Ethan still has a little more information, but there is not much record of ordinary friends.
After all, it's just the friendship of children!
And they are all born in Muggles, so it's normal to have some resonance at the beginning.
They are destined to go their separate ways in the future. Now they still have the so-called friendship in Hogwarts, but after graduation, they will probably go their separate ways.
Naturally, they will not pay much attention to Muggle-born wizards like Hermione.
Didn't you see that Ethan Adrian is sitting with Cassandra Worley now. .
Chapter 304
"I think my course objectives are very clear. If you have any questions, read them carefully from beginning to end."
"But I don't think so. There is no mention of using defensive spells."
Hermione said bluntly.
In the last school year, Ron's death in the last game of the Triwizard Tournament still touched her.
Although she didn't have a good relationship with Ron, and even hated him a little, because he was a big point deduction for Gryffindor, and he did a lot of unruly things and his personality was not pleasing. It can be said that there were not many people who liked him in the whole Hogwarts.
But after all, classmates who often met were suddenly killed and their bodies appeared in front of everyone. It was quite normal to have some emotional fluctuations.
If you don't want this kind of thing to happen frequently in the future, it is crucial to study the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.
Because this course mainly teaches you how to protect yourself.
Whether facing dangerous magical animals or dark wizards, how to protect yourself is within the scope of this subject.
Combined with the frequent incidents in the wizarding world, it can be said that the importance of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course is directly maximized, and it is even higher than other subjects. This is directly related to one's own comfort.
Who is responsible for Ethan's teaching? The progress has not been made, but other students can't.
As the selected prefect this year, Hermione feels that she needs to stand up.
After hearing what Hermione said, some other students also carefully looked at the three course goals still written on the blackboard again.
Just found that there is nothing, but after Hermione said this.
The first one is the basic principles of magic defense.
The second one is the occasions for the legal use of magic defense.
The third one is the assessment of magic defense.
It is true that there is no how to use defense, all of which are theoretical knowledge, and the most basic kind.
If these three points are divided into three classes, then there is no problem.
But at the beginning, Umbridge seemed to say that this is the learning goal for the year.
Learning this for a whole year, I am afraid that I am still not as good as Quirrell in the first grade.
"Use defensive spells?"
"Oh, I can't imagine that there will be a situation in my class where you need to use defensive spells, Miss Granger. You don't think you will be attacked during class, do you?"
Umbridge said to everyone with that disgusting smile again.
For this statement, Hermione wanted to say that she was attacked in Lockhart's class in the second grade, and she was not as good as Lockhart in her current state.
But now that he has been out for more than two years, it is not good to bring it up now.
"Can't we use magic?"
Before Hermione could say anything, a fat boy sitting not far from Hermione, said with a trembling voice.
"In my class, students must raise their hands before speaking. You are——"
Looking at this trembling little fat boy, Umbridge didn't have any impression.
"Longbottom, Neville Longbottom!"
Neville also raised his hand quickly, but after Umbridge said that, he became more nervous.
He was afraid that Gryffindor would be deducted points because of this.
He just stood up, just because his brain was hot, and he didn't think too much.
Like Hermione, he stood up because of Ron's incident.
Even more deeply touched than Hermione, Ron and he were roommates. Except for the summer vacation, they can be said to have lived together directly in recent years. In the early days, he and Ron had a very good relationship.
Even when others rejected Ron later, he could still say a few words to Ron, so he was really sad when Ron died.
If you don't want other students to follow Ron's footsteps, you have to find ways to improve yourself, including yourself.
That's why he stood up. After all, he just has a bad memory, but he is not stupid.
Hearing this familiar surname, Umbridge chuckled and knew who it was.
At the beginning, in the pure-blood circle, the fact that there was a fool in the Longbottom family was also widely circulated.
Now it seems that it is him.
If it was someone else from the Longbottom family, she really wouldn't dare to do anything. After all, whether it was the director of Hogwarts or some important positions in the Ministry of Magic, the Longbottom family occupied a place, but this one didn't matter.
Of course, she wouldn't slap the Longbottom family in the face in public, just ignore it.
Turning around and looking at Hermione with his back to Neville, Neville could only sit down helplessly, as if he had just used up all his courage.
"What, Miss Granger? Do you have any other questions?"
"Yes, the overall goal of Defense Against the Dark Arts should of course be to practice defensive spells, right?"
Hermione also replied unwillingly.
"Are you an education expert specially trained by the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger?"
"If not, what right do you have to dictate to my class?"
"I am the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Umbridge looked at Hermione with disdain. If it were any other occasion, she would have called her a mudblood, but this is Hogwarts, so she still has to pay attention to the impact.
Now he is a mudblood, and he still wants to dictate to me?
"No, but--"
"Well, I suppose you are not qualified to judge the overall goal of any course."
"Our latest study program is designed by wizards much older and wiser than you, and you will learn defensive spells in a safe and risk-free way."
"As for you, Miss Granger, you have wasted everyone's time.Ten points deducted from Llanfendor!"
Umbridge was about to send Hermione to sit down.
However, just as Hermione sat down, several hands were raised in the class, including Hermione who raised her hand again.
The veins on Umbridge's forehead burst out, and she had no choice but to point to one at random.
"What's your name?"
"Dean Thomas."
"Go ahead, Mr. Thomas."
"As Granger said, we need to practice magic. If we are attacked, we can't be without risk, just like Ron Weasley last year, who died in the Triwizard Tournament. "
This is another roommate of Ron, and the relationship between the two is not very good.
But after knowing Ron's death training, he also brought it into himself. If he was selected as a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament, would he be the one to die in the end?
"I say again, do you think you will be attacked in my class?"
"No, but..."
"Wait, who said no."
"I have said that in my class, students must raise their hands before speaking. Were you deaf just now?"
These little ghosts have repeatedly disrupted her class, and Umbridge has lost her patience.
"Is that so?"
"Can you ask everyone, did you say this just now?"
Ethan glanced at the classmates in the class, and then said lightly.
"No!"
"We didn't hear it just now. "...
The classroom suddenly became noisy, and almost all the little wizards joined in.
Thanks to Ethan's previous tyranny, no little wizard dared to go against Ethan.
Except Ron, but he died.
Other little wizards, even if they had opinions in their hearts, did not dare to express them.
What's more, there were many people who were unhappy with Umbridge.
"You..."
Umbridge felt that she couldn't bear it anymore, and she had to teach them a lesson today. Not only would she deduct his college points, but she would also have to put him in detention.
Tell these damn brats what the rules are.
But when he turned around and saw the figure standing up, he held back the words that hadn't been said yet.
"Mr. Adrian, do you have anything to say? "
I can't afford to offend him. This is really not okay.
Among the tasks assigned by Fudge, the task of winning over this person is quite high.
With Ethan's support, he not only got a military guarantee in the future, but also won over the Wally family.
In addition, according to his performance in the Quidditch World Cup, he is also a ruthless guy.
Compared to Dumbledore, who has not killed anyone in decades. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Umbridge is even more reluctant to provoke Ethan Adrian.
Otherwise, he will be unhappy.
The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is probably going to come true to me in advance.
I guess by then, the Ministry of Magic will only give Umbridge a conclusion that she was overstressed by teaching and committed suicide.
Although before coming, Umbridge had been telling herself that the curse had been invalidated and that several professors were fine, how could she not be worried.
But why did Ethan Adrian take the lead?
According to his strength, there was nothing to teach him in Hogwarts, let alone his Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
What happened to me should have nothing to do with him.
Could it be that mudblood girl just now?
Heh~
Puff...
Looking at Umbridge's rapidly changing face, many young wizards couldn't help laughing.
Nothing can be done. He looked like he was going to kill someone just now, but he became cowardly the next second, and even put on a disgusting smile to please others.
Umbridge, who was watching this scene, also wanted to get angry, but she still held back.
The first task now is to deal with Ethan Adrian. []
"You think you won't be attacked in your class, right!"
"Yes, that's right."
After being asked by Ethan, Umbridge thought about it carefully, and there was indeed no problem.
She was in Hogwarts, and the dark wizards outside couldn't get in.
How could she be attacked?
There was nothing wrong with it!
"'So what now!"
As Ethan finished speaking, a ball of orange-red flame appeared in Ethan's hand. When it was thrown into the air, it exploded directly, turning into sparks that spread around the classroom, and under the urging of magic, flames rose one or two meters high and linked together.
The effect presented was that a circle of Fiendfyre surrounded the entire classroom. Fortunately, the castle was made of stone and Ethan controlled it well. The flame did not spread, but it also locked everyone inside.
"Mr. Adrian, is it against the rules to cast magic here?"
Umbridge's forehead was sweating. She really didn't expect that Ethan would use magic in the classroom at first sight.
It was still this kind of extremely destructive black magic. You know, once the Fiendfyre gets out of control, I'm afraid no one present can escape.
She had never heard of anyone who dared to use the Fiendfyre spell inside Hogwarts Castle.
Crazy, this is definitely a madman.
"What rules are violated?"
"The Ministry of Magic stipulates that underage wizards cannot cast spells outside the school. I am now in Hogwarts."
"Hogwarts, you can't cast spells in the corridor, and this is not a corridor."
As for the dark magic, although it is rejected and feared by many people, it is not illegal to study and research it. After all, any famous wizard will have some skills in the dark magic, including the professors of various subjects in Hogwarts.
It is illegal to use the Unforgivable Curse on wizards, but the Fiery Curse is not an Unforgivable Curse.
At most, this is a dangerous spell that has the tendency to harm classmates, and some points can be deducted.
As for more severe punishment or adding new school rules, it has to be the principal, and she is not qualified as a professor.
Or she is now using the identity of the Ministry of Magic's special envoy to Hogwarts, but obviously she is not yet.
Or, if she wants to add a new identity, it depends on whether the Ministry of Magic agrees or not.
"In this class, I did not agree to cast a spell."
Umbridge also discovered these problems and immediately added (Hello, Wang Wang).
Although she is afraid of Ethan, if she compromises directly, it will be difficult to carry out future work.
"Where are we now?"
Ethan did not look at Umbridge, but asked other students.
"Hogwarts, we are in the magic school!"
Cassandra, who was sitting next to Ethan, reacted immediately.
"Hogwarts!"
The students in the classroom also shouted in unison.
It can be said that this is a rare act of unity among the four colleges.
"Is there any problem with using magic in the magic school class?"
Facing the aggressive Ethan, Umbridge could only continue to emphasize her identity as a professor.
"No problem, but I am the professor. Now is not the time for me to allow you to cast spells, so put them away quickly."
If another student stood here, she would have already sent a set of deductions and confinement combos.
"But you are the new professor this year."
Ethan strengthened his tone on this new word.
"What's the problem?"
The Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts changes professors every year, so it's normal for me to be a new professor!
"New professor, we need to know your level and whether you are qualified to teach us, and this magic is a test."
"As we all know, before entering Hogwarts as a professor, you were just a cleaner in the Ministry of Magic."
"When can a cleaner become a professor at Hogwarts?"
"At this time, we may jointly find Dumbledore, or write to the Ministry of Magic. A cleaner is our professor. What can she teach us?"
"How to clean more efficiently and quickly?"
"In this case, Hogwarts might as well change its name to Magic Cleaning Training School."