Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“But, Professor, the overall goal of the Defense Against the Dark Arts should of course be to practice defensive spells.” Hermione interrupted her.

“Please don't interrupt me when I speak later. Also, since you mention the overall goal of the Defense Against the Dark Arts, are you an educator specially trained by the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger?” Professor Umbridge asks with her sweet fake voice.

“No, but…”

“Well, then, I'm afraid you're not qualified to judge what the overall goal of any one course is. Our latest learning plan was designed by much older and smarter wizards than you, and I didn't come across any questions when I was in class this morning. I can clearly say that you will learn defensive spells in a safe, risk-free way…”

“What good is that?” Harry asked out loud, interrupting Umbridge once again, and thinking that Ivan had compromised Umbridge in the morning, he was even angrier, "If we were attacked, it would certainly not be a kind of...”

“Quiet!” Umbridge said in a singing voice, "I said not to interrupt me, Mr. Potter, and please raise your hand. ”

Harry quickly raised his hand high and Umbridge repeated.

She immediately turned her face and looked elsewhere, but now several other students raised their hands.

“What is your name?” Professor Umbridge asks Dean.

“Dean Thomas. ”

“Go ahead, Mr. Thomas. ”

“Well, like Harry said, didn't he?” If we are attacked, there cannot be no risk, "Dean said. ”

“I repeat!” Professor Umbridge said that he took a deep breath and smiled at Dean in a particularly irritating way, "Do you think he would be attacked in my class? ”

“No, but--”

“Enough, I have to say, your class is the biggest problem in all grades, and apart from personal factors, these problems are based on the school itself, honestly, I really don't want to criticize some of the way this school is run.” Professor Umbridge's voice overpowered Dean's voice, stacked a false smile on her face, grinned that wide mouth even louder, and made a stinging mockery, "but in this class, you came into contact with some very irresponsible wizards, very irresponsible indeed, not to mention a particularly dangerous half-man. ”

“If you're referring to Professor Lupin,” Dean said angrily, "he's the best teacher we've ever met, and now Hogwarts Magic with Ivan is my favorite newspaper. ”

“Hands up, Mr. Thomas! I will talk to Mr. Mason about that newspaper, letting him carefully choose his own staff and what should be published. As for this course, as I said earlier, the magic they introduced you to is complicated, unsuitable for your age, and extremely potentially harmful. Take a look, one of you is scared, insane, you think you will be attacked by black magic for three days...”

“No, we didn't,” Hermione said furiously, "Harry next to him couldn't either," we just... ”

“Don't interrupt me, Miss Granger, and you didn't raise your hand! ”

Hermione raised his hand and Harry raised his hand high, and Professor Umbridge turned his face.

“In addition to that dangerous half-man and a fugitive from Azkaban, I believe that my predecessor, the madman, not only used illegal spells in front of you, but also on you. ”

“Professor Moody is the best, we've learned a lot from him!” Harry shouted angrily, "Besides, Sirius is not some escaped prisoner, you wronged him fifteen years ago...”

“You didn't raise your hand, Mr. Potter!” Professor Umbridge said with a trembling voice that the smile on his face gradually disappeared, "I don't want to argue here with you about the crazy things my predecessor did, which is not what we should be discussing in this lesson, and your understanding is quite one-sided. Well, the Ministry of Magic believes that theoretical knowledge can help you pass the exam more effectively, and ultimately, it is the exam that pupils pass that is the purpose of the school. What's your name? What's your name? ”

She stopped, staring at Parvati, who had just raised her hand, and asked.

“Pawati Petyr, Professor, isn't there anything practical about our defense against the dark arts exam? Shouldn't we show that we do break spells and other magic? ”

“Humph, as long as you have a very solid theory, there is no reason not to cast a spell under strictly controlled exam conditions. Professor Umbridge scornfully said," If you cannot do so, it is obviously your own fault. ”

“Don't you need to practice?” Parvati asked incredibly, "Are you saying that the first time we cast those spells was at the exam? ”

“I repeat, as long as you learn the theory very well...”

“What's the use of theory in the real world?” Harry raised his fist high again and asked aloud.

His voice was loud and he roared almost entirely.

Professor Umbridge raised his eyes and said word for word, "This is a school, Mr. Potter, not the real world. ”

“So we don't have to be ready for everything outside? ”

“Nothing to wait outside, Mr. Potter, your mind is dangerous. ”

“Oh, really?” Harry said.

His anger has been flickering in his heart all day, and he's approaching the flashpoint.

No, it had erupted just as he was determined to question Umbridge.

“Wake up, Mr. Potter. Who would attack a child like you?” Professor Umbridge asked in a frightening voice, with no smile on his face.

“Well, let me think…” Ha said with a pretentious tone, "Maybe, Voldemort?! ”

“Hiss!” class sucked in a breath of cold air, accompanied by a scream, and Neville even fell off the bench.

Umbridge, however, did not appear frightened, as if he had just heard a common name.

She doesn't seem as scared of the name as anyone else, or Voldemort.

She just stared at Harry with a fierce, satisfied look on her face.

“Gryffindor buckle ten, Mr. Potter. ”

There was silence and silence in the classroom, and everyone stared either at Umbridge or at Harry.

Harry was angry and Hermione hurriedly stopped him and wouldn't let him jump on it. She suddenly understood a little what Ivan meant when he left at noon. Why did she have to keep an eye on Harry and not have a conflict with Umbridge? She regretted a little why she didn't do what Ivan said.

Harry is now almost exactly the same as Sirius, a powder barrel that exploded just a touch...