harry potter book of crimes

The environment of the ancient magic text classroom is as good as ever, bright and transparent, with sunshine everywhere.

Of course, because this classroom has excellent ventilation, it will actually be a bit cold if you don't close the windows on windy days.

However, today is the day when the Magic Text class continues, and even notices are posted on the bulletin board, so the place is crowded with students for the first time in a long time.

When there are more people here, it seems that the temperature in the room becomes much higher.

The young wizards came here early. Whether they were elective students or auditors, they all sat together and chatted. It seemed that the atmosphere was quite lively.

But among these students, there was one girl who seemed a little uninterested.

"No, I should be happier. I must raise my hands a few more times later!" Hermione withdrew her gaze from Luna's back and flipped through the textbook absentmindedly.

"Besides, that Umbridge will definitely come over today... I can't cause trouble for Maka, so be careful when answering questions."

"No, no, no, is it better not to raise your hand?"

She was so confused that she turned to the end of the page, but could not read even a single word.

"Lou, Luna..."

In the two side-by-side seats by the window in front, Luna and Hannah Abbott were sitting together, one on the left and the other on the right.

"What does this 'n'... mean? Why does it represent both 'oppression' and 'power'?"

Although Hannah has grown up a lot compared to when she first entered school, her appearance has changed a lot. However, her somewhat introverted but reckless character has remained the same as her two golden braids.

Right now, she was pointing at the rune character in her book and timidly asking her new best friend Luna.

After hearing this, Luna came back to her senses from the bright and clear blue sky outside the window and looked down.

The thick book has slightly rough edges, and it seems a little difficult to see clearly under the sunlight.

She stretched out her hand to block the light, and the warm sunlight smeared on the back of her white and tender hands, and even the extremely fine hairs were visible.

"Maka explained it in class... 'n' represents 'oppression' and 'restraint', so there will be a feeling of 'disappointment'. But only under pressure can there be 'potential power'."

Luna explained softly, and her slight voice was like a ray of warm wind surrounding Hannah's ears, making her feel itchy at the base of her ears and she subconsciously shrank her neck.

"Oh, you missed the word 'potential' in your notebook." Luna glanced at the notebook in Hannah's hand and said leisurely in a trance.

"Ah!" Hannah nodded belatedly, "Thank you, Luna."

When Luna heard this, a smile appeared on her face, as delicate and soft as if she was melting into the sunshine.

"It's okay." She shook her head and said.

By the way, both Harry and Ron actually want to come, but they have to take Divination class during this period. Although they are not happy from the bottom of their hearts, they can't help it if they choose, right?

At this moment, there are probably a few minutes left until the class bell rings.

Suddenly, the buzz in the classroom suddenly stopped. The little wizards who were originally focused on books or the scenery outside the window suddenly raised their heads, but did not find Maka.

It probably happened too many times recently, so when everyone didn't see Maka, they habitually turned their heads and looked toward the back of the classroom.

Sure enough, it was Umbridge who arrived.

She was still wearing the kind of "pink and tender" clothes that only girls would choose, and she still had a "sweet and greasy" hypocritical smile on her face.

At this moment, she was sitting down on a chair at the back, and then put the writing board she had been carrying with her for the past few days on her legs together.

Considering that this small classroom was already full of people, the chair under her butt might have been brought by herself.

When she noticed that almost all the students turned to look at her, she expanded her fake smile without any concern, causing the tired little wizards to quickly turn their heads.

To say that Umbridge still has some abilities, at least now, wherever she goes, the little wizards will subconsciously avoid her.

Although her disgusting "charm" is really hard to admire.

Umbridge's arrival was just as Hermione expected. It was like pouring a basin of ice water into the classroom, causing the originally lively atmosphere to disappear.

"Has Maka not arrived yet? Or is she hiding again like in the first period?" Hermione couldn't help but worry secretly, "It's definitely not going to work if you keep playing the same tricks... That guy must be prepared.

.”

Of course, Maka wasn't in the mood to do it again, he just... entered the classroom with the bell ringing.

"Jingle Bell--"

When the school bell rang, everyone suddenly became excited and all eyes were focused on the door of the classroom.

"Crack."

At the moment when the bell was about to disappear, one foot stepped on the classroom floor. Then, under everyone's gaze, Maka walked through the doorway with a vague smile and walked to the back of the desk.

.

He gently placed the textbook in his hand on the desk, and then looked around the classroom naturally.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you all doing?" Maka asked, "I remember that before I asked for leave, I asked Filch to post a notice asking everyone to study on their own, right?"

"Of course, even when I was compiling this textbook, I had already written it in detail. But in order to limit the space, there are still some details..."

"So, let's continue reading the content of the previous lesson together!"

Having said this, he paused for a moment and was about to continue teaching. But Umbridge behind him had already coughed slightly and stood up.

"McLean, ahem, Professor McLean..."

Umbridge showed what she thought was the softest smile and said "brittlely":

"Perhaps you won't mind me reminding you? As a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, especially an 'excellent teacher' like you, when asking for leave, not only do you not apply in advance, but you also let the students study by themselves...

"

"...Isn't this a bit irresponsible?"

Maka's expression didn't even change. He just smiled and nodded towards Umbridge, then shook his head, leaving no one guessing what he was thinking.

"Professor Umbridge——"

"I am here to observe as a 'Special Appointment to the Ministry of Magic, Senior Investigator of Hogwarts'."

Umbridge was rudely interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth, but Maka didn't feel dissatisfied at all. He nodded again, and his smile became somewhat meaningful.

"Really? Senior investigator?" There was some confusion between his brows, "What are you investigating?"

"Actually, there is quite a lot of work!" Umbridge suddenly changed into a cooing voice, which made the little wizards get goosebumps. "For example...the background of a teacher at Hogwarts

Well, the level of education implemented, whether the class content meets the corresponding standards... and so on."

"Oh! This is really good. Our Ministry of Magic seems to be very concerned about the learning and growth of the next generation!" Maka said, looking Umbridge up and down again, "But -"

Here comes the topic!

Umbridge reacted immediately and immediately concentrated her attention, always preparing for what Maka would say next.

"But, Senior Umbridge..." Maka seemed to have almost forgotten, and continued after a pause, "Ah! Senior Investigator, um... I'm not questioning you... I just want to

I know, are you qualified to evaluate the teaching level of teachers?"

Umbridge squinted her eyes, but the tired smile on her face was even brighter than before.

"If you want to talk about in-depth academic research, then of course I don't have the qualifications!" She seemed a little embarrassed, shyly stroking the hair by her ears, "But in school, the magic taught to children

Of course, knowledge 'must' be 'limited', it is a kind of enlightenment and guidance..."

"Don't look at me like this. I also graduated from Hogwarts and passed the N.E.W.T.s exam. If it's 'content that should be taught in school', I think I should understand it, right?"

She was obviously prepared for what she said. Not only did she speak clearly and coherently, but she also emphasized a series of key words in her tone.

To be honest, there is nothing wrong with her views. It's hard to find fault even if you want to find fault with them.

The more active students in the classroom also saw the sparks between the two professors. They definitely supported Maka, but they couldn't help but sweat at this time.

"Of course, of course." Maka nodded and said, "But it's hard to say whether the 'magic knowledge' is deep or shallow! Just like the 'fire-making spell' that everyone learned in the first grade, it also

It could be—"

"The flames are blazing." "Boom!"

Maka pointed her wand out the window, and a fire dragon made of flames flew past a row of windows. The little wizards were all startled at first, but then they all became excited.

"...It can also be like this." Maka said with a smile.

"Please...ahem...please pay attention," Umbridge's face suddenly turned pale, "This is not part of the ancient magic text class, is it?"

"Although what you said is not actually right... well, I'm just giving you an example." Maka shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Since you don't like the 'Fire Making Curse' very much, then I'll change it to one that's more ancient.

An example of literary flavor!”

"For example..."

After saying this, Maka tapped the blackboard behind her with her wand without looking back. In just a moment, a large character appeared on it.

"...Do you recognize 'it'?"