Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Umbridge's words have been very clear. Her main purpose of teaching this year is to help these students improve their theoretical knowledge so that they can pass the upcoming OWL exam.

This is a good plan for mutual benefit. If her plan can be implemented smoothly, the OWL test scores of Mike’s students in this class will have a qualitative leap compared with the previous ones, and she herself can take this opportunity to prove herself Competence along the way in education.

With this foundation of political achievements, she will go very smoothly no matter whether she is planning to improve her career or switch to a full-time professor.

For students like Mike who are in the exam year, OWL is indeed the most important issue they need to face at present.

Many people also understand this truth, so they actually don't dislike Umbridge's education method in essence.

But many more don't think so.

In fact, boys and girls like Mike's age think more about having fun. Although people around them are constantly emphasizing to them how important the OWL exam is going to be, they don't actually have much nervousness. sense.

On the contrary, it is because of the professors' constant reminders and the increasing pressure of learning that they have an instinctive aversion to the word OWL.

That's why, when Umbridge said the above passage, except for a few smart people who showed approval, most people instinctively frowned.

They hate this boring way of teaching pure theory!

What they crave is Lupine's kind of fun teaching!

Mike Mingrui observed this, and he poked Franklin beside him with his elbow. The latter understood, and quickly said:

"Professor, I don't quite understand what you said. You mean... as long as we have mastered the theoretical knowledge, we can release the defense technique?"

"If you want to speak in my class, you have to raise your hand!"

Umbridge was obviously not as polite to Franklin as she was to Mike. She stared at Franklin with her big brown eyes, as if she wanted to stare him to death.

Franklin felt a little terrified of being stared at by him, and he instinctively raised his hand.

"It's not too difficult, is it?" Umbridge retracted his gaze, "Then I will answer your question, if you can master the theoretical knowledge of defensive spells proficiently, then you can successfully cast defensive spells. Of course , the premise is proficiency!"

"Oh, I don't think so. Our Charms professor, Professor Flitwick, told us that practice and hard work are the key to making a strong wizard." Mike said, "I've always done that Yes, and now, you have seen the result."

After Mike finished speaking, he untied his collar, and saw three badges hanging on his shirt, namely the Ravenclaw prefect badge, the Hogwarts Duel Champion commemorative badge, and the Triwizard Cup champion commemorative badge. (Commemorative badges do not have any magical properties, only collection properties.)

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my teaching,

You must know that this is a curriculum plan carefully formulated by education experts specially trained by the Ministry of Magic. Do you think you are smarter than these experts? "

"I doubt the authenticity of your words, because this teaching goal is full of loopholes in my opinion!" Mike spread his arms and said to the students around him, "My God, we are a group of people who study magic in a magic school. Wizards, but our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor isn't going to teach us Defense, what could be more absurd?"

Many people in the classroom showed approving eyes. As Mike said, many of them thought that they came to Hogwarts to learn magic spells, but now the professor is unwilling to let them learn defense. How can this be accepted by them?

"Enough! I don't want to hear any more of your nonsense!" said Umbridge. "Lessons begin now!"

As soon as Umbridge finished speaking, many hands appeared in the classroom. Obviously, Mike's speech just now had aroused the emotions of the students.

And the culprit, Mike, is the old god sitting in his seat at this moment, as if he didn't do everything just now.

Umbridge didn't intend to go any further on this topic. She completely ignored the raised hands, turned around and turned the pages of the book, saying at the same time:

"Okay, students, time waits for no one. Now please turn to the fifth page of "Magic Defense Theory" and read "Chapter 1, Basic Principles of Introduction."

Those hands were raised for a long time, but seeing that Umbridge didn't want to pay attention at all, he could only put them down obediently, and flipped through the "Magic Defense Theory".

The content of this book is very boring, and there are a lot of esoteric sentences and knowledge in it. A powerful wizard like Mike seems to be struggling, let alone other students.

After reading for a while, Mike put down the heavy and thick book in his hand, took out the blackthorn wand and a complete set of wand maintenance tools, and began to maintain his wand.

And his movements seemed to be a signal, and almost all the students around him put down their books at the same time, and turned their eyes to him.

For them, even watching Mike maintain his wand is much more interesting than reading the complicated and esoteric book "Defense of Magic Theory".

Umbridge frowned again, and by this time she understood that Mike was here to mess with her today.

"Nothing else is allowed in class, Mike," she said in a cloyingly sweet voice. "I don't believe your wand is ready for immediate maintenance."

"I'm sorry, Professor Umbridge. But your class is so boring that if I don't find something to distract me, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep."

As soon as this remark came out, there was another burst of laughter in the classroom.

Everyone is looking at Mike excitedly. This is Mike Townley, who will always dare to do what they don't care about.

And the smirk that had been hanging on Umbridge's face finally disappeared. She stared at Mike and said word by word:

"Mike, please pay attention to your words and deeds. It's class time now. You interrupt my class again and again. This is an extremely serious violation of discipline. I could have deducted your points or put you in confinement, but because of... "

"Then you can close it." Mike interrupted, "Just right, I also want to confirm something."

Mike looked at the people around him and said, "Verify whether you will use severe corporal punishment on the students."

As soon as this remark came out, the classroom fell silent, and everyone looked at Umbridge with disbelieving eyes.

Since Dumbledore became the headmaster, Hogwarts has not seen a professor corporal punishment of students for many years. Even the most unpopular Snape, the final punishment for students is nothing more than letting You dissect some disgusting biological material.

"Jingle Bell!"

A crisp alarm sounded from a seat next to Mike, and Franklin hurriedly took out an alarm clock from his bag, pressed the bell, and said embarrassingly:

"I'm sorry, Professor. I didn't mean to, but it seems that it's time for get out of class to end. Are you..."

There was another commotion in the classroom, and many students even started packing their schoolbags and preparing to rush out of the classroom at any time.

Umbridge on the podium took a deep breath.

It can be said that her class today was completely messed up by Mike, which made her very depressed.

Seeing the students commotion in the audience and Mike's mocking eyes, Umbridge tilted his head and said with a sneer:

"Since you want to try so much, then I will do as you wish. Close the confinement! Please come to my office at seven o'clock tonight to make an appointment on time!"

"Now, get out of class is over!"

Umbridge knocked heavily on the table, and then walked out of the classroom quickly with a twist, and as Umbridge left, the students in the classroom suddenly exploded.

They surrounded Mike excitedly, asking each other whether the corporal punishment that Mike just said was true.

"Of course, as far as I know, the first victim is Gryffindor's second-year student, Zhou Hong. If you don't believe me, you can ask the people in Gryffindor, I believe they will give you an affirmative answer .As for whether I will be the second, it depends on tonight."

Hearing that the students around looked at each other in blank dismay, many of them showed worried expressions on their faces.

"Mike, you must be careful." A Ravenclaw girl grabbed Mike's hand and said worriedly, "That old witch Umbridge, she might do something disgusting to you!"

"Yes, yes!" Another Hufflepuff girl forced her way through the crowd and came to Mike's side, "Don't let her take advantage of you!"

...

Looking at the group of Yingying and Yanyan around him, Mike felt quite speechless.

Originally, there were not many women who gathered around Mike when Penelope was still in school, but now that Penelope has graduated, the little girl next to him hid all of a sudden, and even his bad reputation now Can't drive away.

Just when Mike felt helpless, Franklin came out to save him again.

Relying on his long-term Quidditch training, he squeezed through the crowd and came to Mike's side, and then pulled Mike out of the crowd without saying a word.

After finally pulling Mike out of the classroom, Franklin let go of Mike's arm, rubbed his arm and waist and grinned:

"Hiss! These women are really crazy, look at me and pinch me!"

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes, but from Mike's point of view, Franklin's body was completely dark, and the so-called bruises could not be seen at all.

"Oh! This is really a serious injury!"

Mike said in an exaggerated tone on purpose.

"You still make fun of me! Look!"

While fighting with Franklin, Mike and Franklin walked to the Ravenclaw lounge. There were constant laughter and laughter along the way, and neither of them cared about the subsequent confinement, because they knew very well that Umbridge would never dare to do anything to Mike.

But just because the two of them aren't worried doesn't mean the others aren't worried either.

In fact, not long after Mike arrived in the Ravenclaw lounge, his 'feat' in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had spread throughout the entire Hogwarts castle.

This is thanks to the girls who were disliked by Mike. These people may not be good at studying, but they are better than one when it comes to gossip.

When the incident spread to Gryffindor College, Ron, Harry, and Hong Zhou couldn't take it anymore. They rushed to the door of the Ravenclaw lounge, wanting to find Mike to understand the whole story.

However, they were blocked by the eagle head door knocker.

It wasn't until Hermione arrived late that the three of them finally entered the Ravenclaw lounge.

"If you want to avenge Zhou Hong, I don't think it's a good idea." Hermione said excitedly with her hands on her hips, "There is no good fruit for contradicting the teacher! She doesn't even have to put you in confinement, just It is enough to leave you alone and let your OWL score plummet!"

Ron, Harry, and Zhou Hong looked at each other in blank dismay, their expressions were somewhat unnatural.

There's no way, Hermione's appearance at this moment is really a little too scary, making them speechless when they still have a lot of things to say.

"I don't think I need to take the OWL exam yet."

Mike's tone was very flat, and he took out four bottles of Dolphin Magic Drink and handed them to several people.

This indifferent attitude made Hermione even more angry, she was very cute with her small mouth and small head bobbing around.

"How can you say that, this is an OWL exam, if you fail the exam..."

Hermione's voice stopped abruptly, because she suddenly saw a large urban shadow pattern engraved on the cap of the bottle of Dolphin Magic Drink that Mike handed over, and under this pattern there was a line of words ——Los Santos Magic Group.

She finally understood what Mike meant when he said that he didn't need to take the OWL exam. With such a giant as the Los Santos Magic Group, even if Mike quit school now, he would be able to live a very luxurious life without daring to do anything for the rest of his life. .

Hermione clutched her chest. She felt her heart throbbing. She studied so hard that she didn't hesitate to use a time-turner, which would shorten lifespan in disguise, in order to be able to pass the OWL exam and later. Get a good score in the NEWT exam.

But even if she really got good grades, she could only work as a clerk in the Ministry of Magic with a weekly salary of 50 Galleons after graduation.

But Mike, he can no longer work hard now, because his achievements are already beyond the reach of his peers in this lifetime.

Mike raised his eyebrows, he could see that Hermione was really angry, and said quickly:

"Oh! Don't be angry, take a deep breath Hermione, take a deep breath!

Well, I'm serious. In fact, I can't blame me for this incident. It was Umbridge who went too far! Seriously, if it were you guys, I'm afraid it would be even more extreme than what I did! "

Mike's words stunned Harry and the others who were drinking their drinks. They looked at Mike suspiciously, not quite understanding what he meant.

Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Harry Potter Raven's Claw