NOVEL NEXT The Mightiest Wizard of Hogwarts
Chapter 282 Professor Umbridge
Chapter 282 Professor Umbridge
Feeney didn't notice the reluctance between him and Dumbledore when he said this,
Perhaps the two old men, Dumbledore and Nico, have long been his relatives and elders in Feeney's heart.
Today Finny only has one class in the afternoon, and it is quite a coincidence that the newly appointed Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Finny who knows the original book, naturally knows what Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class looks like , so I have no illusions,
I don't know if it's because the heavens are sad for the parting between people,
After Sirius and Hagrid left Hogwarts, it began to drizzle, and it tended to grow into a heavy rainstorm.
The little wizards gathered in the corridor next to the yard in twos and threes, with the collars of their robes turned up and their scarves pulled up to protect against the cold November wind. At the same time, they were talking about their academic problems and new knowledge. Of course, the biggest The topic of conversation was the declaration issued by Dumbledore the night before, the return of the mysterious man, and the attitude of their parents.
When Finny walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting at the back of the podium, still wearing the same fuzzy pink cardigan from the night before and the black velvet one on top of his head. The bow tie, as if a large mosquito landed on a pink toad.
All the little wizards who attended this class today walked in, but no one made a sound. In the past two months, Umbridge, as a senior investigator of Hogwarts, taught various subjects at Hogwarts. The performance is obvious to all, so the little wizards can imagine how strict and unreasonable she is in her own classroom discipline.
"Classmates, good afternoon."
When everyone sat down, Umbridge spoke first,
But her greeting was obviously ineffective, only a few little wizards muttered in reply,
"good afternoon."
Most chose to remain silent, watching Umbridge's next reaction and the development of the matter.
"Tsk, tsk."
Umbridge was obviously not very happy with the situation,
"That won't work, will it? That's what I want you to answer. Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge, so please do it again, students, good afternoon!"
Her voice is still sharp and greasy, full of affectation, but out of respect for the professor, the little wizards still answered according to her instructions,
"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."
After hearing the desired answer, Umbridge laughed happily, and continued in her whiny ear voice,
"It's not that hard, is it? Put away your wands, please, and get out your quills."
Even Finny, who knew what would happen, couldn't help but frowned when he heard this, not to mention, those little wizards who didn't know what would happen, they all showed doubts and Depressed mood.
After the little wizards put away their wands, or stuffed them into their robes, or put them into their wand protective cases, or put them in their schoolbags, they took out their quills, ink, and parchment.
Umbridge tapped hard on the blackboard with her short, thick wand, and two lines of words appeared on it like this:
Defense Against the Dark Arts,
Back to basics.
"Students, the teaching of your course has been intermittent and fragmented,"
Umbridge turned to face the little wizards with a proud expression, crossed his hands and fingers on his chest,
"Constantly changing teachers, many of whom don't seem to be teaching according to the Ministry of Magic approved curriculum standards, which unfortunately makes you far from the level you should be in your fourth year, especially when you are OWL next year, the time is more urgent situation."
"However, you will be pleased to know that these problems will be corrected. This year, what we will study is a well-arranged, theory-centered, magic defense course approved by the Ministry of Magic. Please copy these words Come here."
As she spoke, she tapped on the blackboard again, and the original two lines of words on it changed again, replaced by something called course objectives,
1. Understand the basic principles of magic defense
2. Learn to identify occasions where Magic Defense can be legally used
3. Assess Defense Against Magic in the context of practical use.
Immediately, the classroom was filled with the rustling sound caused by the friction caused by the quill pen writing on the parchment. Two or three minutes later, when each student had copied down the three curriculum objectives required by Umbridge, she continued,
"Does every student have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's Theory of Defense Against Magic?"
Immediately, there was another murmur in the classroom expressing affirmation. The voices of the little wizards answering each other caused a commotion in the classroom, so Umbridge spoke again,
"I think we should do it again. When I ask you a question, the answer I hope to get is: yes, Professor Umbridge, or no, Professor Umbridge. Do it again, won't you Every classmate has a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "The Theory of Defense against Magic"?"
"Yes, Professor Umbridge,"
Even in desperation, the little wizards still answered according to her request,
"Very good, now let's turn the book to the fifth page and read the basic principles of Chapter 1. Remember not to whisper when reading."
After speaking, she left the blackboard, sat down on the chair behind the podium, and stared at everyone with her big eyes with drooping eyelids.
Finny frowned. Sure enough, Umbridge's class was more rigid and boring than he had imagined.
However, this is also good, the reading environment gave him enough freedom,
Thinking of this, Feeney gently tapped the "Magic Defense Theory" in front of him with his gloved left hand.
When it was opened again, it was no longer the content of the book "Magic Defense Theory" but one of the alchemy notes Nicole left for Finney.
Different from other boring reading materials for little wizards, Finny read with relish, nodding from time to time, affirming the theory left by Nico, and doing hypotheses and virtual experiments in his mind.
A few minutes passed, and there was still no sound in the classroom, but many little wizards had already started to wander away, playing with the objects around them absent-mindedly,
Different from the original book, Finny and the others are not as kind and silly as Hermione in this school year. No one will take the initiative to provoke a professor who is obviously intervening in Hogwarts on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, let alone object The way she taught,
The wizards of Slytherin have a rich enough family, even if they can’t learn anything at Hogwarts, they can still get enough education and training from the family. As for the Hufflepuff who took classes with Finney, It doesn't matter to them, it really doesn't matter, these little badgers don't have any fighting direction for the future, the content of Defense Against the Dark Arts is very good for them, and it's not bad if they don't learn it.
Therefore, such a boring environment was maintained very harmoniously, until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Umbridge stood up again to announce the end of get out of class,
Finny put the quill, ink, parchment, and books in front of him into his schoolbag, and was about to leave the classroom, but was stopped by Umbridge,
"Mr. Black, wait a minute."
Feeney turned around and looked at Umbridge and asked,
"Professor Umbridge, what's the matter?"
Umbridge asked in a seductive, casual voice,
"Oh, nothing, I just want to know why your brother, Mr. Sirius Black, resigned from the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Finny shrugged, smiled at Umbridge and said,
"Professor, he is my brother instead of me. I don't need to tell me from what angle he came to the conclusion, but, I think, he may be because of the position of professor of defense against the dark arts. Curse, it's quite possible, isn't it?"
Umbridge's complexion suddenly became ugly. The officials of the Ministry of Magic did not believe that there was any curse in an ordinary position. In their opinion, Hogwarts changed a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every year. But because of some conspiracy of Dumbledore,
"Mr. Black, I'm talking about business with you, please don't make jokes!"
Feeney shrugged and said,
"Didn't you tell the joke first, Professor? Whether Sirius resigned or not, how did you resign, because what resigned, isn't it something you should care about, or rather, Fudge is the one who cares instead of you?"
"You should have said Minister Fudge!"
"That's your minister, not mine!"
Feeney refuted Umbridge's words without hesitation,
"I am different from other young wizards. After graduating from Hogwarts, I will directly enter the Presbyterian Church. Oh, professor, do you know the Presbyterian Church? It is the Presbyterian Church where the Selwyn family is located!"
When Finny said this, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile was a kind of mockery to the witch in front of her who had a little inferiority complex and always used her own voice and posture to make demonstrations. Smile.
"Mr. Black, I want to put you in confinement!"
Feeney shrugged and said with a smile,
"Professor Umbridge, please understand that I have not violated any Hogwarts school rules. Isn't your Ministry of Magic the most strict about such written rules? If you put me in confinement for no reason, then you are denying your Minister's order." Regarding the rules, I will definitely tell Fudge about this."
"It's Minister Fudge!"
"It doesn't matter, is there anything else, Professor Umbridge?"
In the end, Umbridge still let Finny go. Just like Finny said, the Ministry of Magic has no deterrent effect on Finey, and Finny’s behavior is still within the rules, which makes Umm Rich couldn't do it even if he wanted to attack him. Such a situation made the toad very angry.
Unlike Finny and the others, Harry encountered some troubles in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which was caused by Hermione, a Chongmin girl, and Harry caused the troubles in the end. In the end, both Harry and Hermione locked up,
When Feeney got the news, everything became a foregone conclusion, which made Feeney very puzzled. To be reasonable, he was not surprised that Harry would be imprisoned. After all, Harry’s temper, how should I put it, is called bravery , it is ugly to call it brainless, do things without using your brain, let your temper do it, regardless of the result,
But Hermione is not like this, Finny does not believe that Hermione will fail to recognize that Umbridge represents the Ministry of Magic's interference in Hogwarts at the beginning of school, two months have passed, even if Hermione If she didn't understand it, she will understand it now. Under such circumstances, she would not be so stupid as to cause this big trouble. Therefore, Finny finally came to the conclusion that Umbridge was targeting Hermione,
But why?It can't be because she didn't give her face, so she can make trouble for the people around her?
A few days later, Finny confirmed his idea. Draco and Astoria were punished by Umbridge one after another. The deduction of points is certain, and Astoria was locked up.
Thinking of Umbridge's confinement in the original book, Finny was a little worried about Astoria, so he found Astoria who was reading in the library,
"Leah, come out, I have something to ask you."
Feeney said to Astoria, and then brought the little girl to the blanket in the hallway on the eighth floor,
After meditating on her own bedroom and walking past the blanket three times, Fini opened the door of the Room of Requirement and walked in with Astoria.
"What's the matter, Finny? You're in such a hurry to find me."
Astoria came in and asked Finny,
Feeney turned and looked into Astoria's eyes without saying a word,
After a while, Astoria twisted her head unnaturally to avoid Feeney's sight, and her white face with a little baby fat was also rosy because of Feeney's gaze.
"Why,,,, what's wrong,,,,, this,,,,,, look at me like this,"
Astoria became a little stuttering because of shyness,
Finny asked,
"You were locked up by Umbridge?"
Astoria nodded,
"Yes,,,,, yes,"
Feeney continued,
"do not go!"
"For,,,, why?"
"Umbridge put you in confinement to target me. She has nothing to do with me, so she will shoot you. Harry, Hermione, are both in confinement. I don't know if you saw the sign on the back of Hermione's hand." scar,"
Astoria gritted her teeth and said,
"I,,,, I'm not afraid of,,,,, I'm not afraid of pain!"
Finny frowned and said,
"Of course I know that you are not afraid of pain. You have survived the burning pain. Umbridge's punishment is naturally just a drizzle for you. But, Leah, you must know that your current body It’s not optimistic, and it will take time to cultivate to fully recover.”
(End of this chapter)
Feeney didn't notice the reluctance between him and Dumbledore when he said this,
Perhaps the two old men, Dumbledore and Nico, have long been his relatives and elders in Feeney's heart.
Today Finny only has one class in the afternoon, and it is quite a coincidence that the newly appointed Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Finny who knows the original book, naturally knows what Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class looks like , so I have no illusions,
I don't know if it's because the heavens are sad for the parting between people,
After Sirius and Hagrid left Hogwarts, it began to drizzle, and it tended to grow into a heavy rainstorm.
The little wizards gathered in the corridor next to the yard in twos and threes, with the collars of their robes turned up and their scarves pulled up to protect against the cold November wind. At the same time, they were talking about their academic problems and new knowledge. Of course, the biggest The topic of conversation was the declaration issued by Dumbledore the night before, the return of the mysterious man, and the attitude of their parents.
When Finny walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting at the back of the podium, still wearing the same fuzzy pink cardigan from the night before and the black velvet one on top of his head. The bow tie, as if a large mosquito landed on a pink toad.
All the little wizards who attended this class today walked in, but no one made a sound. In the past two months, Umbridge, as a senior investigator of Hogwarts, taught various subjects at Hogwarts. The performance is obvious to all, so the little wizards can imagine how strict and unreasonable she is in her own classroom discipline.
"Classmates, good afternoon."
When everyone sat down, Umbridge spoke first,
But her greeting was obviously ineffective, only a few little wizards muttered in reply,
"good afternoon."
Most chose to remain silent, watching Umbridge's next reaction and the development of the matter.
"Tsk, tsk."
Umbridge was obviously not very happy with the situation,
"That won't work, will it? That's what I want you to answer. Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge, so please do it again, students, good afternoon!"
Her voice is still sharp and greasy, full of affectation, but out of respect for the professor, the little wizards still answered according to her instructions,
"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."
After hearing the desired answer, Umbridge laughed happily, and continued in her whiny ear voice,
"It's not that hard, is it? Put away your wands, please, and get out your quills."
Even Finny, who knew what would happen, couldn't help but frowned when he heard this, not to mention, those little wizards who didn't know what would happen, they all showed doubts and Depressed mood.
After the little wizards put away their wands, or stuffed them into their robes, or put them into their wand protective cases, or put them in their schoolbags, they took out their quills, ink, and parchment.
Umbridge tapped hard on the blackboard with her short, thick wand, and two lines of words appeared on it like this:
Defense Against the Dark Arts,
Back to basics.
"Students, the teaching of your course has been intermittent and fragmented,"
Umbridge turned to face the little wizards with a proud expression, crossed his hands and fingers on his chest,
"Constantly changing teachers, many of whom don't seem to be teaching according to the Ministry of Magic approved curriculum standards, which unfortunately makes you far from the level you should be in your fourth year, especially when you are OWL next year, the time is more urgent situation."
"However, you will be pleased to know that these problems will be corrected. This year, what we will study is a well-arranged, theory-centered, magic defense course approved by the Ministry of Magic. Please copy these words Come here."
As she spoke, she tapped on the blackboard again, and the original two lines of words on it changed again, replaced by something called course objectives,
1. Understand the basic principles of magic defense
2. Learn to identify occasions where Magic Defense can be legally used
3. Assess Defense Against Magic in the context of practical use.
Immediately, the classroom was filled with the rustling sound caused by the friction caused by the quill pen writing on the parchment. Two or three minutes later, when each student had copied down the three curriculum objectives required by Umbridge, she continued,
"Does every student have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's Theory of Defense Against Magic?"
Immediately, there was another murmur in the classroom expressing affirmation. The voices of the little wizards answering each other caused a commotion in the classroom, so Umbridge spoke again,
"I think we should do it again. When I ask you a question, the answer I hope to get is: yes, Professor Umbridge, or no, Professor Umbridge. Do it again, won't you Every classmate has a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "The Theory of Defense against Magic"?"
"Yes, Professor Umbridge,"
Even in desperation, the little wizards still answered according to her request,
"Very good, now let's turn the book to the fifth page and read the basic principles of Chapter 1. Remember not to whisper when reading."
After speaking, she left the blackboard, sat down on the chair behind the podium, and stared at everyone with her big eyes with drooping eyelids.
Finny frowned. Sure enough, Umbridge's class was more rigid and boring than he had imagined.
However, this is also good, the reading environment gave him enough freedom,
Thinking of this, Feeney gently tapped the "Magic Defense Theory" in front of him with his gloved left hand.
When it was opened again, it was no longer the content of the book "Magic Defense Theory" but one of the alchemy notes Nicole left for Finney.
Different from other boring reading materials for little wizards, Finny read with relish, nodding from time to time, affirming the theory left by Nico, and doing hypotheses and virtual experiments in his mind.
A few minutes passed, and there was still no sound in the classroom, but many little wizards had already started to wander away, playing with the objects around them absent-mindedly,
Different from the original book, Finny and the others are not as kind and silly as Hermione in this school year. No one will take the initiative to provoke a professor who is obviously intervening in Hogwarts on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, let alone object The way she taught,
The wizards of Slytherin have a rich enough family, even if they can’t learn anything at Hogwarts, they can still get enough education and training from the family. As for the Hufflepuff who took classes with Finney, It doesn't matter to them, it really doesn't matter, these little badgers don't have any fighting direction for the future, the content of Defense Against the Dark Arts is very good for them, and it's not bad if they don't learn it.
Therefore, such a boring environment was maintained very harmoniously, until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Umbridge stood up again to announce the end of get out of class,
Finny put the quill, ink, parchment, and books in front of him into his schoolbag, and was about to leave the classroom, but was stopped by Umbridge,
"Mr. Black, wait a minute."
Feeney turned around and looked at Umbridge and asked,
"Professor Umbridge, what's the matter?"
Umbridge asked in a seductive, casual voice,
"Oh, nothing, I just want to know why your brother, Mr. Sirius Black, resigned from the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
Finny shrugged, smiled at Umbridge and said,
"Professor, he is my brother instead of me. I don't need to tell me from what angle he came to the conclusion, but, I think, he may be because of the position of professor of defense against the dark arts. Curse, it's quite possible, isn't it?"
Umbridge's complexion suddenly became ugly. The officials of the Ministry of Magic did not believe that there was any curse in an ordinary position. In their opinion, Hogwarts changed a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every year. But because of some conspiracy of Dumbledore,
"Mr. Black, I'm talking about business with you, please don't make jokes!"
Feeney shrugged and said,
"Didn't you tell the joke first, Professor? Whether Sirius resigned or not, how did you resign, because what resigned, isn't it something you should care about, or rather, Fudge is the one who cares instead of you?"
"You should have said Minister Fudge!"
"That's your minister, not mine!"
Feeney refuted Umbridge's words without hesitation,
"I am different from other young wizards. After graduating from Hogwarts, I will directly enter the Presbyterian Church. Oh, professor, do you know the Presbyterian Church? It is the Presbyterian Church where the Selwyn family is located!"
When Finny said this, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile was a kind of mockery to the witch in front of her who had a little inferiority complex and always used her own voice and posture to make demonstrations. Smile.
"Mr. Black, I want to put you in confinement!"
Feeney shrugged and said with a smile,
"Professor Umbridge, please understand that I have not violated any Hogwarts school rules. Isn't your Ministry of Magic the most strict about such written rules? If you put me in confinement for no reason, then you are denying your Minister's order." Regarding the rules, I will definitely tell Fudge about this."
"It's Minister Fudge!"
"It doesn't matter, is there anything else, Professor Umbridge?"
In the end, Umbridge still let Finny go. Just like Finny said, the Ministry of Magic has no deterrent effect on Finey, and Finny’s behavior is still within the rules, which makes Umm Rich couldn't do it even if he wanted to attack him. Such a situation made the toad very angry.
Unlike Finny and the others, Harry encountered some troubles in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which was caused by Hermione, a Chongmin girl, and Harry caused the troubles in the end. In the end, both Harry and Hermione locked up,
When Feeney got the news, everything became a foregone conclusion, which made Feeney very puzzled. To be reasonable, he was not surprised that Harry would be imprisoned. After all, Harry’s temper, how should I put it, is called bravery , it is ugly to call it brainless, do things without using your brain, let your temper do it, regardless of the result,
But Hermione is not like this, Finny does not believe that Hermione will fail to recognize that Umbridge represents the Ministry of Magic's interference in Hogwarts at the beginning of school, two months have passed, even if Hermione If she didn't understand it, she will understand it now. Under such circumstances, she would not be so stupid as to cause this big trouble. Therefore, Finny finally came to the conclusion that Umbridge was targeting Hermione,
But why?It can't be because she didn't give her face, so she can make trouble for the people around her?
A few days later, Finny confirmed his idea. Draco and Astoria were punished by Umbridge one after another. The deduction of points is certain, and Astoria was locked up.
Thinking of Umbridge's confinement in the original book, Finny was a little worried about Astoria, so he found Astoria who was reading in the library,
"Leah, come out, I have something to ask you."
Feeney said to Astoria, and then brought the little girl to the blanket in the hallway on the eighth floor,
After meditating on her own bedroom and walking past the blanket three times, Fini opened the door of the Room of Requirement and walked in with Astoria.
"What's the matter, Finny? You're in such a hurry to find me."
Astoria came in and asked Finny,
Feeney turned and looked into Astoria's eyes without saying a word,
After a while, Astoria twisted her head unnaturally to avoid Feeney's sight, and her white face with a little baby fat was also rosy because of Feeney's gaze.
"Why,,,, what's wrong,,,,, this,,,,,, look at me like this,"
Astoria became a little stuttering because of shyness,
Finny asked,
"You were locked up by Umbridge?"
Astoria nodded,
"Yes,,,,, yes,"
Feeney continued,
"do not go!"
"For,,,, why?"
"Umbridge put you in confinement to target me. She has nothing to do with me, so she will shoot you. Harry, Hermione, are both in confinement. I don't know if you saw the sign on the back of Hermione's hand." scar,"
Astoria gritted her teeth and said,
"I,,,, I'm not afraid of,,,,, I'm not afraid of pain!"
Finny frowned and said,
"Of course I know that you are not afraid of pain. You have survived the burning pain. Umbridge's punishment is naturally just a drizzle for you. But, Leah, you must know that your current body It’s not optimistic, and it will take time to cultivate to fully recover.”
(End of this chapter)
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