Chapter 323： 'Fearless' Umbridge

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"Sean, invulnerable—" Harry laughed and patted Sean on the shoulder

"I almost couldn't help laughing, God, Fred didn't even see Umbridge's expression, it's a pity!" Ron on the side danced.

Sean, who was hugged by their shoulders, spread his hands casually: "It can only be said that the questions she asked were too low-level."

After the toast in the auditorium last night, Umbridge left the venue angrily, listening to Peeves say that all kinds of smashing noises rang in her office all night.

Immediately after this, a new Ministry of Magic order arrived at Hogwarts this morning.

The regulations clearly stated that Hogwarts students must strictly abide by various regulations during school, including but not limited to maintaining necessary etiquette in daily life, not gathering in school corridors to discuss and so on.

At the same time, the order also emphasized the importance of the identity of the senior investigator of Umbridge.

Regardless of age, young wizards, big wizards and old wizards must strictly abide by the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic.

However, despite the strict rules, the common hatred of the Hogwarts students last night played a role that Sean did not expect.

The four colleges finally showed a high degree of solidarity. In the past, normal fighting might be a type of illegal behavior. However, the naughty and rebellious students always had their classmates from other colleges cover for them.

In the castle, in the corridors, the sound of 'Umbridge' coming is heard from time to time - this morning, even a Slytherin student helped a group of lion cubs escape punishment.

Umbridge spent the morning going back and forth in the castle, but in the end he couldn't find a single offending student.

The senior investigator, who couldn't even smirk, turned to the classroom.

As the initiator of last night's incident, Umbridge immediately targeted the Transfiguration classroom where Sean was.

The pink-skinned toad proudly held a record book and pretended to check the knowledge level of the students.

It can only be said that she is still a little brainy. If you want to check the teaching level of Professor McGonagall, the master of shapeshifting, she will be blasted out in about two minutes - the kind that even the Ministry of Magic can't help her speak.

And Sean naturally became the target of Umbridge. Whenever Professor McGonagall habitually asked Sean to demonstrate, Umbridge would come over like a toad who only saw mosquitoes and use her to protrude. His eyes were fixed on Sean.

Whenever Sean's wand moves a little slower, she'll start to pretend to take a few scribbles, accompanied by a disappointed sigh and a regretful shake of the head.

Just that.

Shaun's current level of Transfiguration is used to operate the content of the third grade, and even Dumbledore can't pick the thorn.

At the back, Umbridge was even a little anxious. She kept asking questions aloud when Sean cast the spell, trying to influence Sean's state.

like water off a duck's back.

Sean, who was a little bored, deliberately revealed a flaw. In the process of turning the guinea fowl into a hedgehog, he deliberately changed into a "porcupine" first.

Umbridge's eyes suddenly lit up, even though it was much harder to become a porcupine than a hedgehog.

She bluntly said that Sean's Transfiguration level is not good enough, and students with poor grades should be locked up after class.

Then Sean picked up the "porcupine" in front of her.

It was a hedgehog that was magnified several times! Sean also specially made a little special treatment for the hedgehog's thorn to make it look more like a porcupine, but Umbridge, who was eager to catch Sean's flaws, didn't find it at all!

Sean also comforted each other quite "understanding" - everyone has something they are good at and not good at, and it is normal to have bad eyesight at such an old age, and none of us will laugh at you!

Finally, Professor McGonagall detonated a flushed Umbridge with a loud "Ravenclaw plus twenty!"

Before the class was over, she walked out angrily with her short legs.

Like Ron said, after the Transfiguration class, the classmates were laughing and discussing the embarrassment of Umbridge, and it was a pity that Fred didn't see it.

A few people laughed and walked to the auditorium on the first floor. When they passed the intersection on the ground floor, they heard a loud noise from below.

Neville looked in that direction in surprise: "Is there only a potions class in the basement? Does anyone dare to make a noise in the basement?"

Harry looked schadenfreude: "It must be Umbridge's trouble with that big bat again, hahaha."

Sean was also very curious. It wasn't surprising that Umbridge went to the Potions classroom, but she shouldn't dare to provoke people who wouldn't be easy to provoke, right? And with Snape's character, Umbridge's trouble with his students was not within his rage unless she dared to question her potion level.

Hermione, who had been following behind and reading the book, glanced sideways, and she frowned: "It should have been the second-year potions class just now."

Second grade... Sean raised his eyebrows.

He probably knew why the basement classroom was noisy.

A few people walked to the basement classroom, and sure enough, just after passing through the gloomy corridor, there were already a lot of students around the door of the classroom.

Umbridge and Snape were facing off in the crowd.

"Professor Snape, I must remind you that all my actions are under the orders of the Ministry of Magic!" Umbridge's voice was sharp and thin, but there was a trace of guilt in it.

Sean looked across from Umbridge, and gasped in the next second.

Snape exuded an extremely cold aura. The gloom on his face was like ink that couldn't be melted. The long hooked nose matched his terrifying eyes, as if he had only prey in his eyes. Ferocious Eagle.

Even Harry exclaimed, and Ron took a half step back and muttered, "What the **** did Umbridge do... I bet Ann, even if Sean and Harry were in front of Snape. Twenty cauldrons were knocked over, and he wouldn't be so scary."

Snape looked straight at Umbridge, then took a slow step forward.

And this step directly made Umbridge back into the corner in fright. She even took out her wand and shouted tremblingly, "What are you doing, Severus Snape!"

Snape ignored her wand, just slowly raised his chin a little, looked down at the other person, and said in an extremely disdainful tone, "My students are the only one I can reprimand, you—you dare to accuse me in my class. Student, get over my confinement of students?"

"Are you questioning my level? Senior Investigator—madam—" Snape dragged his voice, and all the students present shuddered subconsciously.

Ron looked terrified: "Is Snape such a short-handed person?"

Sean waved at the little white flower who was running towards them: "It should be quite short... right?"

He would bet that if it was Harry or himself or Ron Neville who was being troubled by Umbridge, as long as it didn't interfere with Snape's class, the old bat would lose if he raised his eyelids.

Daisy ran to a few people, she took Hermione's arm and took a deep breath.

"Did Umbridge bother you?" Hermione asked.

Daisy nodded, then whispered to Sean and Hermione, "Then Professor Snape was terrifying..."

really……

In the auditorium last night, Daisy was the one who stood up immediately after him, and Umbridge would definitely not let Xiaobaihua go—but she obviously chose the wrong course...

Umbridge, holding her wand, faced Snape who didn't raise her hand, but she rubbed against the wall in a panic.

The wand trembled with the voice: "I warn you, you are only a professor at Hogwarts! The Ministry of Magic and the Board of Trustees have the right to dismiss you! Don't think you can do whatever you want with your potions! I Colleagues at the Ministry of Magic, the Chief of Staff of the Guard in the UK office James Potter, and his wife Lily Potter is a potions master, if recommended by the Ministry of Magic, your position can be replaced at any time !"

Shit... Sean was stunned.

How did you do it?

Kill in the most precise way - Sean swears he's never seen anyone braver than Umbridge.

The scene suddenly became silent, and Snape finally lowered his head. He looked at Umbridge calmly, no longer gloomy, not even his eyes were cold.

It's like he's looking at a dead man...

Before anyone could react, Snape's hand was as fast as lightning, and a red light shot out from the tip of his wand, and the wand in Umbridge's hand was swept away at once.

Umbridge screamed, desperately holding up the parchment in her hand, which was Ministry of Magic order.

"You!—you! I'm a senior investigator at the Ministry of Magic! You can't!"

Snape's wand flicked away the limp parchment, then pressed it slowly and firmly against Umbridge's throat.

"Can you repeat it again?" The voice he squeezed through his teeth sounded like he had been immersed in the deep sea.

"Severus!" Professor McGonagall hurried from behind, trotting past the students and blocking Snape's wand.

Umbridge fell to the ground, coughing violently on the icy slate.

"Severus—" Professor McGonagall glanced solemnly at Snape.

Snape let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and walked away without looking at .

Umbridge's eyes were frightened and resentful. She stared angrily at Snape's back, her lips twitched twice, and finally she didn't dare to say anything harsh.

"Wonderful..." Sean and his party sighed together.

It's not good to offend anyone, but to offend this big bat?

Soon, the news of Umbridge being held to his throat with a wand by Snape spread throughout Hogwarts, and along with the ridicule, Snape's personal reputation has been improved to a certain extent, whether it is respect or fear.

However, it's not over yet...

At the dinner that day, Umbridge, who had spent an afternoon doing psychological construction, sat in the farthest position from Snape.

As soon as she took two bites of food, she immediately grabbed her throat, her eyes bulged, and foam began to flow from the corners of her mouth.

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