Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“It's boring, we've been reading all morning.” Colin sighed, "This is the most boring lesson I've ever had, no talking, no sleeping, no small moves, no even lying on the table, straightening my waistplate all morning and sitting there quietly staring at Magic Defense Theory. To be honest, I didn't see a word of it. ”

“Oh, my God, how could she!” Ron was surprised to say that it did sound terrible.

Especially since you know that all classes of Defense Against the Dark Arts are the same, even Fred and George were asked to buy the Defense Against the Arts book as a teaching material, which is even worse.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class has six lessons a week, equivalent to a day and a half of staring at a pointless book.

This is a nightmare level. Although Professor Bens is a little nagging, he allows students to do other things down there, sleep, play games, whatever. As long as it doesn't affect his lectures, Umbridge obviously can't do it here.

“That doesn't count. She also gave us an after-school assignment, went back to read the book, and submitted a paper by Friday.” Colin dragged the tone, "twenty inches long, titled Reasons for Non-Offensive Responses to Magic Attacks. ”

“What does that mean?” Ron was a little unresponsive.

“I don't know, that book is filled with such difficult words.” Colin looked stubbornly and said, "I've never written a paper this long before, and she told you that this assignment will count towards the final grade of the school year. Evan, can I see your homework then? ”

Before Ivan could answer, Ron shouted outrageously, “Like Snape, I knew that woman...”

“Keep it down, Ron!” Hermione said with dissatisfaction, "It's good for you to read more books, and it's not that boring, but I don't really understand. It's a dark magic defense class. What's the point of her doing that? This is contrary to the original intent of this lesson, we should take out the wand and practice defensive spells, especially at this time..."

“Have you forgotten why she came to Hogwarts?” Ivan cautioned.

“Intervenes with Hogwarts on behalf of the Ministry of Witchcraft.” Hermione said, recalling what Umbridge said last night.

“That's right, so we can't fight her, we can't blatantly oppose the Ministry of Magic, at least not on the face of it, which is extremely irrational and not good for ourselves.” Ivan said, "In the classroom, do as she says. ”

Fearing that Hogwarts would become a base for Dumbledore to train his own forces, Foggy did not want the little wizards to learn powerful magic and to limit their development, and everything Umbridge did would revolve around that and stop Hogwarts from uniting.

What she does is ineffective, and privately, Ivan can pull other college students together and hurry up to help his own people improve their strength, and when Voldemort takes action, they can fight back directly.

Now is not the time to turn her upside down, and Ivan doesn't want to be locked up in Umbridge, targeting her everywhere, doing nothing.

Sometimes temporary concessions are for better offense.

“But…” Hermione still has some hesitations.

“Well, Umbridge asked me to tea with her tonight, and I agreed to go over there and talk to her before deciding how to act.” Ivan went on to say, "Anyway, she is now a professor at school, don't conflict with her in the classroom, it would be good for us to read more books, and if bored, read other magic books. ”

“Split up!” He took out his Defensive Magical Theory and tapped it gently with his wand.

Suddenly, there was a separation between the book and the cover!

“Fix as you started!” Ivan puts together a magical research note of his own with the cover of Defensive Magical Theory.

He lit it again with his wand, combining the two.

From the outside, it is not known that the contents of the book have changed at all.

“Ivan, how could you do this? ”

“Or what? Have a big fight with her and then give her a reason to lock you up.” Ivan said, shoving the new Magic Defense Theory to Hermione, "that's so naive, I'd better lay low now, at least on the face of it. By the way, that's what Professor McGonagall meant when he talked to me this morning, and you remember to tell Harry to take it easy. He's been having a rough time lately. ”

Professor Ivan and Professor McGonagall's fears were necessary, and in the afternoon class Ron and Hermione passed on what Ivan had said at noon and what needed attention to Harry, to no avail, which made him angry.

How could Ivan bow his head like Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic?

First Simo, then Snape, then Ron and Hermione, now even Ivan...

So when Umbridge asked you to look at chapter one, "Introductory Fundamentals," of Defensive Magical Theory, Harry was unhesitatingly questioning the point of doing so?

As long as someone takes the lead, the resistance of the little wizards is easily mobilized and Hermione is no longer hesitant.

Although he thought Ivan's admonition was correct and did not conflict with Umbridge in the classroom, it did not mean that she was willing to waste time in the classroom, and she had to help Harry.

“Sit down, Mr. Potter! Your questions are written very clearly in the course objectives, and if you read them carefully from beginning to end, you will understand, and if not, read them again.” Umbridge said in an unwavering tone.

“But the goal of your lesson, it doesn't say a word about using defensive spells.” Hermione said.

“In my class, my classmates have to raise their hands to speak, are you? ”

“Hermione Granger.” Hermione said.

“Okay, Miss Granger, excuse me if I didn't hear you clearly. You mean using defensive spells?” Professor Umbridge repeated softly, “Geez, I can't imagine a situation in my classroom that would require you to use defensive spells, Miss Granger. You never think you'd be attacked in class, do you? ”

“Can't we use magic?” Ron shouted loudly.

“I repeat, please raise your hand!” Umbridge swept Ron, “what's your name? ”

“Ron Weasley!” Ron said to raise his hand quickly.

Umbridge smiled mercifully but ignored him, turning to Harry and Hermione, who were still standing there.

“Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, I don't know who infused you with these wrong ideas and made you think that today's magic world is just as dangerous as it was hundreds of years ago. What you're worried about is completely unnecessary. You're in Hogwarts right now, in my classroom, definitely not...”