Hogwarts Blood Wizard

In the afternoon, in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge looked at the "Defense Magic Theory" in his hand and spoke.

"Today, your class task is to read the ninth, tenth, and eleventh pages of the book five times, and then transcribe the relevant content of [Assessing Magic Defense in the Background of Actual Application]."

"In addition, when we are in class next week, I hope that each of you can recite fluently, do you understand?" Umbridge looked around at the crowd and added with a smile.

Gryffindor and the little wizards of Slytherin nodded unhappily, and opened the books in their hands one by one and began to read them weakly.

According to the arrangement of the previous courses, everyone can guess what they are going to do this school year, which is to recite the entire "Theory of Magical Defense" by heart.

This is obviously not in line with everyone's expectations for the Defence Against the Dark Arts class. Compared to the boring endorsement in the classroom every day, they expect to be able to wave their wands to practice magic or fight against dark creatures...

Ivan doesn't matter. As an exam-oriented student in his previous life, endorsement is what he is best at.

In addition, Umbridge appears to be a very disciplined person. As long as he pretends, he can get an excellent class evaluation and get a high grade point award.

This is why Umbridge is still standing here so far, not being sent to the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries because of a teaching accident.

In the quiet of reading, Hermione was uncharacteristically, raising her arm, looking like she was hesitant to talk.

Umbridge seemed to have not seen it. After talking about today's task, he sat down on the chair on the other side of the podium and supervised everyone to read the textbook with his eyes drooping like toads.

Hermione still didn't mean to give up, raising her arms higher and higher, as if fighting to the end.

Seeing this scene, Ivan shook his head helplessly.

The little wizards in the classroom also slowly noticed Hermione's abnormality, and turned their gazes one after another. The sound of reading one after another became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped completely.

Umbridge's endurance seemed to have reached its limit, so much that she had to get up from her chair, looked at Hermione and asked.

"Miss Granger, do you have any questions about the content of these two pages of the textbook, or is there something you don't understand?"

"No, what I'm trying to say is not about the book problem." Hermione stood up and replied.

"Then please sit down. It's class time." Umbridge pulled out a smile, showing the small, pointed teeth in his mouth. "If it is an issue that has nothing to do with the class, we can talk about it after class!"

"I have a question about the course goals of this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Professor!" Hermione said straightforwardly. "I found that in your recent course arrangement, you have not mentioned anything related to learning defensive spells... I think this is extremely unreasonable!"

"Learning a defensive spell? Why do you think that?" Umbridge was taken aback, and looked at Hermione with a weird look. "You don't need to use defensive magic in my class. You don't think you will be attacked during class, do you? Miss Granger?"

"But what good is it for us to recite "Theory of Magical Defense" for a whole year? It's not very useful at all..." Hermione said loudly.

"It will allow you to successfully pass the O.W.L. exam, Miss Granger!" Umbridge interrupted Hermione's words, looked around the little wizards on the court, cleared his throat, and said again.

"Due to the frequent changes of Defence Against the Dark Arts class professors over the years, your courses have fallen behind a lot, and are far from the level of passing the O.W.L. exam, so you have to make up for the relevant knowledge..."

"But as far as I know, if you want to pass the O.W.L. exam, you still need to master nine protective spells, such as obstacle spells and disarming spells." Hermione stared at Umbridge tit-for-tat, without giving up.

"No, the content of the exam has changed since this year, Miss Granger." Umbridge said with a smile. "You only need to write the principles of these enchantments on paper, and submit a report of at least ten feet describing how to prevent wizards from misusing protective magic, and then I will assess whether you can pass the exam."

"Memorizing textbooks can't protect our safety!" Hermione said angrily.

"Under the protection of the Ministry of Magic, you don't need to worry about safety at all! What you need to worry about most now is how to pass the exam!" Umbridge said impatiently.

"What about Voldemort?" Harry shouted suddenly.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes turned to Harry.

"What did you say? Mr. Potter?" Umbridge didn't seem to hear Harry's words clearly.

"I said, we are not safe now. Voldemort was resurrected two months ago. He is now lurking in the dark with his Death Eaters waiting for opportunities. What we should consider most is not taking exams, but learning how to fight. !" Harry shouted loudly.

"Nonsense!" Umbridge said without hesitation. "As everyone knows, the mysterious man died eleven years ago..."

"But I saw him with my own eyes. On the night of the Goblet of Fire finals, I, Ivan, Professor Dumbledore, and Sirius had all confronted him! Besides Phoenix... there are many people who can testify! "Harry stared at Umbridge closely, speaking nonchalantly.

"Perhaps it was just a dream you had, Mr. Potter." Umbridge said unhurriedly. "In addition, Black is a fugitive from the Ministry of Magic, and his testimony is not enough to win the letter. As for Principal Dumbledore... the prophecy The daily newspaper said that he might be a little confused.

"Then how do you explain the dementor riots and the personnel riots in the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione questioned again.

"This is just a matter of personnel error, Miss Granger, the Ministry of Magic has issued an apology statement!" Umbridge said in a genuine manner.

Hermione didn't expect Umbridge to be so shameless. She was so angry that she didn't reply.

"Does anyone have any questions?" Umbridge asked triumphantly.

Seeing that Hermione and Harry were so angry, Ivan thought about it, and said in help. "Since the Ministry of Magic can't do everything, then we still need protective magic to protect ourselves, don't we?"

Umbridge moved his gaze to Ivan's body, his eyes became sharp, and he spoke in an official voice. "The Aurors involved in the incident have been punished, and the Ministry of Magic will learn from the lesson and provide you with the safest learning environment."

"In addition, I heard some time ago that there was a disorder in Knock Down Alley, and you and your mother happened to live there, right? Hals? The Ministry of Magic has recently received some very bad rumors, and someone has reported you. In Knockoff Alley..."

Umbridge's words became harsher, but before she could finish speaking, they were forcibly interrupted.

"You said that rumor? I seem to have heard of it..." Ivan had a slight sarcasm on his face. "Voldemort led the Death Eaters to attack Knockdown Alley, only to be beaten and fled... Did you mean this? I thought the Ministry of Magic would not believe this kind of gossip..."

Umbridge choked, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Apparently many people had heard of this rumor.

"You know what I'm talking about, Hals!" Umbridge said gloomily. "The Ministry of Magic has sufficient evidence that your mother, Aisia Hals, participated in gathering crowds, creating riots, and selling dark magic items in violation of regulations..."

"The Ministry of Magic does not order magic items from a dark magic shop, Professor! But you have to say that you are really imaginative, maybe when did you dream of it?" Ivan said indifferently, ignoring Wu. Threat of Mrich.

He doesn't eat this set, there is evidence that the Ministry of Magic has already started it, and that would be **** with himself here.

The laughter in the classroom grew louder and louder. Umbridge looked back angrily. The little wizards all turned off, and the laughter stopped immediately.

"Gryffindor deducted twenty points!" Umbridge turned his head, looked at Ivan, and said word by word.

"What's the reason? Professor, is there anything I did wrong? I'm just answering your question. Does this violate the Hogwarts school rules?" Ivan asked with an innocent look.

The expression on Umbridge's face froze, but her smile soon returned to her face, turning her head to look at Hermione and Harry who were still standing still, and said lightly.

"Of course you didn't do anything wrong, Mr. Hals! The points were deducted by Miss Granger and Mr. Potter. They severely disrupted the classroom order and intended to cause panic!"

"I have said this before. It is forbidden to ask questions that are not related to the class during class. I hope you all can keep this in mind. Please raise your hand when you speak next time!"

"Especially you Hals! Someone told me that you often make loud noises in class without the consent of the professor, is that right?" Umbridge questioned.

"This is just a rumor, Professor! You should have your own judgment, and believe what you can't listen to." Ivan said calmly. "Furthermore, the professors of each subject will naturally deal with what happened in other subjects, so I won't spare you the trouble!"

"After all, you are only a teaching professor, not the dean of the college, and you have no right to interfere with other subjects, do you?" Ivan added.

"Okay, very good!" Umbridge was shaking with anger.

"Thank you for your compliment, professor!" Ivan nodded slightly. "You have just arrived, if you have any doubts about the school rules, you can always ask me."

Umbridge's entire face twisted together. She looked at Ivan coldly for a while, and then glanced at the little wizards who were watching the excitement. "What are you watching me doing? If anyone fails to complete the class task before get out of class ends, then I can only ask him to stay in the confinement room!"

The little wizards in the classroom shuddered together, quickly picked up the book on the table, turned to the corresponding page, and read aloud.

Umbridge suffocated, and while thinking about how to fix Ivan in his heart, he walked to the podium and leaned on a chair.

For some reason, while Umbridge was sitting down, the two stool legs at the back of the chair suddenly couldn't bear the weight and broke apart. Unprepared, Umbridge screamed and hit the floor with his head. , Rolled sideways in embarrassment before getting up.

"Who did it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Stand up for me!" Umbridge completely lost his former calm, shouting disheveled.

The little wizards at the scene covered their faces with books one by one, suffocating their smiles very hard, and Seamus even couldn't help laughing.

Umbridge pulled out his wand angrily, and wanted to step forward to question the wizards sitting in the front row, but perhaps her luck was too bad, and she stepped on the broken stool leg without taking a few steps. He fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long while.

Seeing Umbridge's misfortune, Ivan shook his head pityingly.

Reaching out, a few flies-sized insects with ferocious mouthparts landed on Ivan's palm, and then twisted back into small paper **** with some sawdust...

Sure enough, you still need to use protective magic in the classroom, otherwise it's easy to stumble...

(PS: To conceal a part of the key dialogue or the plot and then decipher it later. This is the usual writing technique used by angels. You should be familiar with the first few volumes, so don’t ask the protagonist why he didn’t find Malfoy’s anomaly. Because the information you get is not necessarily correct.)