Chapter 996： dismount
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"How, Harry," Hermione asked worriedly. "What did Professor McGonagall say."
"Professor McGonagall said she couldn't get Umbridge to change her mind." Harry ate the food in front of him calmly, completely oblivious to the matter.
"So what?" Ron asked uneasily.
"What can I do? Go to Umbridge's, of course."
Harry turned his head to look at the people who were whispering around, and buried his head in eating again. He never thought that the maliciousness of others was so obvious.
Those who whispered, those who looked at him with weird eyes, didn't care whether Harry heard them or not.
On the contrary, they seemed eager to see Harry's wrath, and to see how ugly he was when he was angry.
"Umbridge's plan is quite successful!"
Harry poured a sedative from the bottle and threw it into his mouth, saying flatly: "She just wanted me to admit that Voldemort didn't come back so the Ministry could hype it up, even if I If you don't tell the truth, you will be isolated by the whole school."
Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and they could see the worry in each other's eyes.
"People are afraid to face the harsh truth," Harry laughed to himself. "Wizards who think I'm lying can line up from the foyer to the other side of the hall."
"Harry, what did you just eat?" Ron whispered.
"You said this?"
Harry took out a medicine bottle from his robe pocket with a blank expression, and introduced to Hermione and Ron: "Sedative, Sirius gave me before coming to Hogwarts, the dose is small, but it can make me Keep calm for a short period of time."
"You've been eating this stuff?" Hermione was getting more and more disturbed.
"Yeah, since my last trial, I've found it important to stay calm," Harry said calmly, stuffing the vial back into his pocket, "Anderson is right, mindless rage doesn't solve problems, so I sometimes control If you can’t stop your emotions, you will take a pill to calm yourself down.”
"Really?" Ron was skeptical.
"Naturally." Harry knew what they were worried about, and continued, "Umbridge is not a quiet guy, she will try to change Hogwarts, and it will definitely make people angry, not to mention, Umbridge will try to change Hogwarts. Mulridge's teaching is really poor, and that's a hard truth that can't be changed by any means."
Ignoring the gossip around him, Harry took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth after eating the last food on the plate, looking like I was very calm.
"What about the Quidditch selection?" Ron asked suddenly.
"I don't think Umbridge will let me play Quidditch comfortably." Harry said to Ron: "You ask Angelina to find a substitute, maybe I won't be able to play by then. Forget it, I'll go find her myself, I remember Albert being a pretty good Seeker himself."
Harry didn't plan to talk to Ron and Hermione about the conversation with Albert in Professor McGonagall's office, let alone this is not a good place to whisper.
He knew very well that the plan sounded very reliable and seemed likely to be implemented, but it was really hard to say whether it would come in handy.
In general, it's up to luck when Umbridge invites him to a drink.
After dinner, Harry found Angelina at the Gryffindor table and told her about his situation.
"So, you got yourself locked up," Angelina yelled at Harry.
"Umbridge targeted me on the first day at Hogwarts, and I can't help it." Harry's tone was calm, "I suggest you find Anderson as a substitute, or let him find the ball instead of me. hand position."
Angelina was stunned by Harry's words. She remembered what Albert said at the school opening party, but she didn't expect it to come true so quickly.
"He said he wasn't available." Angelina left angrily. She quickly found Albert, who was reading in the library, and told him about Harry.
"Actually, the chances of you wanting to win the championship this year are extremely low." After listening to Angelina's words, Albert reminded kindly: "Umbridge will definitely favor Slytherin, she always needs to win over an academy, All she has to do is make excuses and she can get Porter suspended, and if you don't have the right Seeker, give Ginny Weasley a try, she's pretty good."
"Ban?" Angelina repeated in disbelief.
"Are you surprised?" Albert put down the book and said, looking at Angelina, who was unable to sit in the chair. "Potter went to court during the summer vacation and was almost disqualified from being a wizard by the Ministry of Magic."
"Just because of the mysterious person?" Angelina asked with wide eyes.
"He's the savior, Dumbledore's favorite protégé." Albert nodded, "and the Ministry of Magic has been hitting Dumbledore lately, and Potter is just incidental."
After Angelina walked away with a gloomy face, Fred, George and Lee Jordan appeared out of nowhere.
"What did she do to you?" Fred asked curiously.
"Speaking of Potter being locked up."
"Harry is really hard work." George sighed.
"After all, he is the savior. It's normal to work hard." Albert said calmly, "I think he himself has a hunch."
Harry has indeed grown a lot, especially Harry who has calmed down, his combat power has soared.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts class is really bad." Lee Jordan returned to the topic, "We've spread the word, and I think most people know what this class is about."
"Do you think everyone will boycott Umbridge?" George felt that the probability of such a thing was not high.
"It depends on the situation, it's generally difficult, but..." Albert said meaningfully, "There are always special circumstances."
"What special circumstances?"
…
"good morning students!"
Umbridge said with a smirk after the whole class entered the classroom on Wednesday morning.
However, no one responded.
There was an eerie silence in the classroom.
"That won't do," said Professor Umbridge. "I want you to answer: 'Good morning, Professor Umbridge.' Please do it again. Good morning, students!"
The classroom was still dead silent, and everyone was looking at the words on the blackboard and began to whisper.
"It turned out to be true."
"She really can't teach Defence Against the Dark Arts!"
"Then what about our N.E.W.T.?"
"I don't know if Anderson will give us another lesson!"
"I heard that he has something to do this year, so he won't give people supplementary lessons."
"Then what to do..."
There were whispers in the classroom, and no one really gave Umbridge face, not to mention the president of the male and female student union directly ignored Umbridge's words.
No way, they all heard that Umbridge's teaching was as boring as Professor Binns, and it didn't teach everyone useful knowledge.
The theory is a bullshit, and N.E.W.T. doesn't test it.
I don't want them to get good grades in N.E.W.T.!
What's the point of the Ministry of Magic.
The smile on Umbridge's face gradually stiffened. She didn't expect the seventh graders to give her no face. She looked at the President of the Boys and Girls Student Council, cleared her throat, and said, "Mr. Anderson? Miss McDougall."
"Professor Umbridge," Albert said slowly, "you know, the pressure we're going to face this year with the NEWT, and everyone just wants to excel in the next NEWT, so that after graduation next year. , can get a good job position. Can you list the Defense Against the Dark Arts spells that need to be mastered this year, as well as the key points that may be involved in the exam, so that we can preview after class?"
As soon as Albert's words fell, the classroom suddenly burst into applause.
Umbridge's face became even more ugly, and she took a deep breath and said, "Oh, of course, getting students to pass exams is what the school is all about. The Ministry believes that theoretical knowledge can help you more effectively, given that you have previously There is no qualified teacher at all..."
"Professor, we have finished the theoretical knowledge." Diggory interrupted.
"Professor, what we need is for everyone to get high marks on the N.E.W.T. exam," Katrina reminded bluntly.
"Professor, we don't need this rubbish."
"Professor, is the Ministry of Magic planning to fail our N.E.W.T. grades?"
"Professor, if you can't do it, change the assistant to the class!"
"professor…"
"professor…"
"professor…"
There are a lot of students in the Defense Against the Dark Arts improvement class in this section. It is really thanks to Albert. After Lupin and Barty Jr.'s class, everyone now attaches great importance to the results of NEWT, not to mention that there is a Voldemort outside. 's rumors.
True or not, it's more important to learn some useful Defence Against the Dark Arts.
As for what theory to learn, I really don't want to fool others like that.
Of course, if no one takes the lead, joins forces, and sows discord, of course, none of the students in the class would dare to confront Umbridge.
But now their student council president is taking the lead.
Well, it doesn't count, but Albert is clearly displeased with Umbridge's **** lessons.
This is undoubtedly a good opportunity, no one wants to endure such a course, especially if it is the most important NEWT in one's life, even a Slytherin student, no one wants to end up with a pass or worse in their NEWT in Defense Against the Dark Arts. score.
Therefore, their Defense Against the Dark Arts class must not let Umbridge mess up. If not, let Umbridge cool off and let Albert teach them.
Albert is not free the rest of the time, but certainly is free during class time.
That's a duel champion.
A tough black wizard who doesn't even blink.
No one doubts Albert's teaching.
"Cough, we certainly believe that you are a very good teacher," Albert coughed lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.
"In view of the actual situation of this course, everyone has to prepare in advance." He did not intend to continue to persecute Umbridge, and he was ready to accept it, lest it end badly, so he changed the topic.
"We're just concerned that Headmaster Dumbledore didn't tell you the truth about this class."
Someone in the classroom said such a sentence, causing a snicker and chatter.
"The truth about this class?"
Umbridge noticed that everyone was looking at her with a strange look.
"Professor, don't you really know?" Lee Jordan put on a look of consternation.
"This position is said to have been cursed by the mysterious man." Fred's voice trembled a little, and he didn't know whether it was because he was frightened, or he was trying his best to hold back a laugh.
"No professor has been able to teach safely for a year. From the time we entered the first year to the present, two professors have died. One is missing and suspected to be dead. Staying in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the best result was first-year Professor Bud, who knew there was a curse and ran away early in the middle of his teaching."
Everyone looked at Umbridge with pity, as if her fate was already doomed.
Umbridge's face was ashen.
"I dare say that Headmaster Dumbledore didn't tell her the truth about this class."
"Perhaps, she didn't take the curse seriously at all and thought it was fake."
"I remember Lockhart didn't believe it either, and it turned out... that was really miserable!"
"It's really miserable, I heard it can't be better."
Umbridge naturally knows about the curse. After all, she also attended Hogwarts, so she naturally knows about the curse. She doesn't take it seriously at all, but... the curse seems to be real?
Umbridge's face was ugly, and she felt the need to look into it.
However, she never thought that the president of the male and female student union would lead someone to attack her in the first class.
Of course, even though that might not be the case in reality, Umbridge is still convinced it's about them.
The most uncomfortable thing for her is that Albert Anderson is not easy to mess with!
Yes, very annoying.
Because he didn't actually do anything, he just raised a question that everyone is more concerned about, and it's her personal reason to become like this.
People will only think that there is something wrong with Umbridge's teaching, causing dissatisfaction among the students.
Umbridge didn't dare to confront the students, so he arranged for a self-study reading from the pages of the textbook to the pages of the textbook. After letting Albert help watch the class, he went out immediately, so as not to stay and make the problem worse. Seriously, UU reading www.uukanshu. When the time comes, she won't even have a chance to step down, and even if she wants to rectify it, it's not now.
Everyone watched the back of Umbridge leaving, and all of them immediately turned their attention to Anderson, who was sitting on the teacher's bench.
"Why don't you teach us a lesson!" someone suggested
"Forget it, I don't want to test the power of the curse myself," Albert didn't plan to teach others.
"Then what about our Defence Against the Dark Arts exam?"
"I can provide you with the key points of the NEWT exam and give you some reference." Albert took out his wand, tapped the blackboard behind him, and said to the students below, "If you want to copy the key points, copy slowly, if you want to. Go to sleep and don't disturb other people by talking loudly."
Everyone looked at each other and took out the parchment and quill. The classroom suddenly fell into a strange silence. Only the sound of the quill writing on the parchment remained. Everyone was copying the key points. Really useful lessons learned in Mrridge's class.
Otherwise, let that guy get out of the way.
Before, maybe no student would have this thought, but now it's different because they have Albert.
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"How, Harry," Hermione asked worriedly. "What did Professor McGonagall say."
"Professor McGonagall said she couldn't get Umbridge to change her mind." Harry ate the food in front of him calmly, completely oblivious to the matter.
"So what?" Ron asked uneasily.
"What can I do? Go to Umbridge's, of course."
Harry turned his head to look at the people who were whispering around, and buried his head in eating again. He never thought that the maliciousness of others was so obvious.
Those who whispered, those who looked at him with weird eyes, didn't care whether Harry heard them or not.
On the contrary, they seemed eager to see Harry's wrath, and to see how ugly he was when he was angry.
"Umbridge's plan is quite successful!"
Harry poured a sedative from the bottle and threw it into his mouth, saying flatly: "She just wanted me to admit that Voldemort didn't come back so the Ministry could hype it up, even if I If you don't tell the truth, you will be isolated by the whole school."
Hermione and Ron looked at each other, and they could see the worry in each other's eyes.
"People are afraid to face the harsh truth," Harry laughed to himself. "Wizards who think I'm lying can line up from the foyer to the other side of the hall."
"Harry, what did you just eat?" Ron whispered.
"You said this?"
Harry took out a medicine bottle from his robe pocket with a blank expression, and introduced to Hermione and Ron: "Sedative, Sirius gave me before coming to Hogwarts, the dose is small, but it can make me Keep calm for a short period of time."
"You've been eating this stuff?" Hermione was getting more and more disturbed.
"Yeah, since my last trial, I've found it important to stay calm," Harry said calmly, stuffing the vial back into his pocket, "Anderson is right, mindless rage doesn't solve problems, so I sometimes control If you can’t stop your emotions, you will take a pill to calm yourself down.”
"Really?" Ron was skeptical.
"Naturally." Harry knew what they were worried about, and continued, "Umbridge is not a quiet guy, she will try to change Hogwarts, and it will definitely make people angry, not to mention, Umbridge will try to change Hogwarts. Mulridge's teaching is really poor, and that's a hard truth that can't be changed by any means."
Ignoring the gossip around him, Harry took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth after eating the last food on the plate, looking like I was very calm.
"What about the Quidditch selection?" Ron asked suddenly.
"I don't think Umbridge will let me play Quidditch comfortably." Harry said to Ron: "You ask Angelina to find a substitute, maybe I won't be able to play by then. Forget it, I'll go find her myself, I remember Albert being a pretty good Seeker himself."
Harry didn't plan to talk to Ron and Hermione about the conversation with Albert in Professor McGonagall's office, let alone this is not a good place to whisper.
He knew very well that the plan sounded very reliable and seemed likely to be implemented, but it was really hard to say whether it would come in handy.
In general, it's up to luck when Umbridge invites him to a drink.
After dinner, Harry found Angelina at the Gryffindor table and told her about his situation.
"So, you got yourself locked up," Angelina yelled at Harry.
"Umbridge targeted me on the first day at Hogwarts, and I can't help it." Harry's tone was calm, "I suggest you find Anderson as a substitute, or let him find the ball instead of me. hand position."
Angelina was stunned by Harry's words. She remembered what Albert said at the school opening party, but she didn't expect it to come true so quickly.
"He said he wasn't available." Angelina left angrily. She quickly found Albert, who was reading in the library, and told him about Harry.
"Actually, the chances of you wanting to win the championship this year are extremely low." After listening to Angelina's words, Albert reminded kindly: "Umbridge will definitely favor Slytherin, she always needs to win over an academy, All she has to do is make excuses and she can get Porter suspended, and if you don't have the right Seeker, give Ginny Weasley a try, she's pretty good."
"Ban?" Angelina repeated in disbelief.
"Are you surprised?" Albert put down the book and said, looking at Angelina, who was unable to sit in the chair. "Potter went to court during the summer vacation and was almost disqualified from being a wizard by the Ministry of Magic."
"Just because of the mysterious person?" Angelina asked with wide eyes.
"He's the savior, Dumbledore's favorite protégé." Albert nodded, "and the Ministry of Magic has been hitting Dumbledore lately, and Potter is just incidental."
After Angelina walked away with a gloomy face, Fred, George and Lee Jordan appeared out of nowhere.
"What did she do to you?" Fred asked curiously.
"Speaking of Potter being locked up."
"Harry is really hard work." George sighed.
"After all, he is the savior. It's normal to work hard." Albert said calmly, "I think he himself has a hunch."
Harry has indeed grown a lot, especially Harry who has calmed down, his combat power has soared.
"Defense Against the Dark Arts class is really bad." Lee Jordan returned to the topic, "We've spread the word, and I think most people know what this class is about."
"Do you think everyone will boycott Umbridge?" George felt that the probability of such a thing was not high.
"It depends on the situation, it's generally difficult, but..." Albert said meaningfully, "There are always special circumstances."
"What special circumstances?"
…
"good morning students!"
Umbridge said with a smirk after the whole class entered the classroom on Wednesday morning.
However, no one responded.
There was an eerie silence in the classroom.
"That won't do," said Professor Umbridge. "I want you to answer: 'Good morning, Professor Umbridge.' Please do it again. Good morning, students!"
The classroom was still dead silent, and everyone was looking at the words on the blackboard and began to whisper.
"It turned out to be true."
"She really can't teach Defence Against the Dark Arts!"
"Then what about our N.E.W.T.?"
"I don't know if Anderson will give us another lesson!"
"I heard that he has something to do this year, so he won't give people supplementary lessons."
"Then what to do..."
There were whispers in the classroom, and no one really gave Umbridge face, not to mention the president of the male and female student union directly ignored Umbridge's words.
No way, they all heard that Umbridge's teaching was as boring as Professor Binns, and it didn't teach everyone useful knowledge.
The theory is a bullshit, and N.E.W.T. doesn't test it.
I don't want them to get good grades in N.E.W.T.!
What's the point of the Ministry of Magic.
The smile on Umbridge's face gradually stiffened. She didn't expect the seventh graders to give her no face. She looked at the President of the Boys and Girls Student Council, cleared her throat, and said, "Mr. Anderson? Miss McDougall."
"Professor Umbridge," Albert said slowly, "you know, the pressure we're going to face this year with the NEWT, and everyone just wants to excel in the next NEWT, so that after graduation next year. , can get a good job position. Can you list the Defense Against the Dark Arts spells that need to be mastered this year, as well as the key points that may be involved in the exam, so that we can preview after class?"
As soon as Albert's words fell, the classroom suddenly burst into applause.
Umbridge's face became even more ugly, and she took a deep breath and said, "Oh, of course, getting students to pass exams is what the school is all about. The Ministry believes that theoretical knowledge can help you more effectively, given that you have previously There is no qualified teacher at all..."
"Professor, we have finished the theoretical knowledge." Diggory interrupted.
"Professor, what we need is for everyone to get high marks on the N.E.W.T. exam," Katrina reminded bluntly.
"Professor, we don't need this rubbish."
"Professor, is the Ministry of Magic planning to fail our N.E.W.T. grades?"
"Professor, if you can't do it, change the assistant to the class!"
"professor…"
"professor…"
"professor…"
There are a lot of students in the Defense Against the Dark Arts improvement class in this section. It is really thanks to Albert. After Lupin and Barty Jr.'s class, everyone now attaches great importance to the results of NEWT, not to mention that there is a Voldemort outside. 's rumors.
True or not, it's more important to learn some useful Defence Against the Dark Arts.
As for what theory to learn, I really don't want to fool others like that.
Of course, if no one takes the lead, joins forces, and sows discord, of course, none of the students in the class would dare to confront Umbridge.
But now their student council president is taking the lead.
Well, it doesn't count, but Albert is clearly displeased with Umbridge's **** lessons.
This is undoubtedly a good opportunity, no one wants to endure such a course, especially if it is the most important NEWT in one's life, even a Slytherin student, no one wants to end up with a pass or worse in their NEWT in Defense Against the Dark Arts. score.
Therefore, their Defense Against the Dark Arts class must not let Umbridge mess up. If not, let Umbridge cool off and let Albert teach them.
Albert is not free the rest of the time, but certainly is free during class time.
That's a duel champion.
A tough black wizard who doesn't even blink.
No one doubts Albert's teaching.
"Cough, we certainly believe that you are a very good teacher," Albert coughed lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.
"In view of the actual situation of this course, everyone has to prepare in advance." He did not intend to continue to persecute Umbridge, and he was ready to accept it, lest it end badly, so he changed the topic.
"We're just concerned that Headmaster Dumbledore didn't tell you the truth about this class."
Someone in the classroom said such a sentence, causing a snicker and chatter.
"The truth about this class?"
Umbridge noticed that everyone was looking at her with a strange look.
"Professor, don't you really know?" Lee Jordan put on a look of consternation.
"This position is said to have been cursed by the mysterious man." Fred's voice trembled a little, and he didn't know whether it was because he was frightened, or he was trying his best to hold back a laugh.
"No professor has been able to teach safely for a year. From the time we entered the first year to the present, two professors have died. One is missing and suspected to be dead. Staying in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the best result was first-year Professor Bud, who knew there was a curse and ran away early in the middle of his teaching."
Everyone looked at Umbridge with pity, as if her fate was already doomed.
Umbridge's face was ashen.
"I dare say that Headmaster Dumbledore didn't tell her the truth about this class."
"Perhaps, she didn't take the curse seriously at all and thought it was fake."
"I remember Lockhart didn't believe it either, and it turned out... that was really miserable!"
"It's really miserable, I heard it can't be better."
Umbridge naturally knows about the curse. After all, she also attended Hogwarts, so she naturally knows about the curse. She doesn't take it seriously at all, but... the curse seems to be real?
Umbridge's face was ugly, and she felt the need to look into it.
However, she never thought that the president of the male and female student union would lead someone to attack her in the first class.
Of course, even though that might not be the case in reality, Umbridge is still convinced it's about them.
The most uncomfortable thing for her is that Albert Anderson is not easy to mess with!
Yes, very annoying.
Because he didn't actually do anything, he just raised a question that everyone is more concerned about, and it's her personal reason to become like this.
People will only think that there is something wrong with Umbridge's teaching, causing dissatisfaction among the students.
Umbridge didn't dare to confront the students, so he arranged for a self-study reading from the pages of the textbook to the pages of the textbook. After letting Albert help watch the class, he went out immediately, so as not to stay and make the problem worse. Seriously, UU reading www.uukanshu. When the time comes, she won't even have a chance to step down, and even if she wants to rectify it, it's not now.
Everyone watched the back of Umbridge leaving, and all of them immediately turned their attention to Anderson, who was sitting on the teacher's bench.
"Why don't you teach us a lesson!" someone suggested
"Forget it, I don't want to test the power of the curse myself," Albert didn't plan to teach others.
"Then what about our Defence Against the Dark Arts exam?"
"I can provide you with the key points of the NEWT exam and give you some reference." Albert took out his wand, tapped the blackboard behind him, and said to the students below, "If you want to copy the key points, copy slowly, if you want to. Go to sleep and don't disturb other people by talking loudly."
Everyone looked at each other and took out the parchment and quill. The classroom suddenly fell into a strange silence. Only the sound of the quill writing on the parchment remained. Everyone was copying the key points. Really useful lessons learned in Mrridge's class.
Otherwise, let that guy get out of the way.
Before, maybe no student would have this thought, but now it's different because they have Albert.
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