Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

　　 The moment Elena and Bill sneaked into the classroom through the back door, they noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

　　 All the classmates looked at the direction of the blackboard with bated breath. The classroom was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Professor Quirrell and Professor Umbridge faced each other on both sides of the podium. The atmosphere was as tense as if the magic wand would be drawn out in the next second.

　　 "Professor Umbridge, if I remember correctly, I didn't seem to invite you to the podium?"

　　Quilinas Quirrell said coldly, looking at the fat witch blankly.

"Of course, you have the right to observe any class, but please abide by the basic class discipline, sit quietly and quietly in the corner of the classroom, write and draw on the notebook, instead of being in front of the students like a flying insect Dangling—"

　　 After a pause for half a second, the young professor grinned, without the slightest apology in his voice.

　　 "Oh, sorry, maybe my analogy is not very appropriate-after all, flying insects won't block my writing on the blackboard."

　　 Perhaps most teachers in this school would be afraid of Umbridge’s identity, but Quirrell is definitely not included.

The undercurrent surging at Hogwarts is more terrifying than he was last year. If provoking the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic could make him "reasonably" dismissed from Hogwarts, then he will certainly not let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Opportunity.

　　 On the other hand, if the "devil kings" finally had the last laugh, his current behavior would be considered a bonus.

　　 "Cough, cough—"

　　Professor Umbridge coughed, but this time it was not the same as her pretentious light cough.

She looked like she was slapped heavily, and the students could clearly see her pale fat face quickly turned from white to red and then from red to green, Umbridge's chest was violently up and down. , Obviously Qi Luo was very angry.

　　 It's just that when she spoke again, she didn't have the snarling that people imagined.

　　 "Professor Quirrell, I think you should have received my note with some suggestions and requirements for your course—"

Professor Umbridge said with a smile, his voice still has that babble tone-if it hadn’t been for Professor Quirrell’s irony just a second before, the students would even think that Professor Umbridge had just arrived in the classroom. .

　　 "Of course I have received it, otherwise I will ask you out ‘politely’ directly instead of asking why."

　　 Professor Qiluo sorted out the lesson plan, raised his head and glanced at the back of the classroom intentionally or unintentionally.

Many students exchanged excited gazes. Whether it was the deliberately increased "polite" or Professor Quirrell's eyes looking at the door of the classroom, without exception, it was a more obvious provocation, and it was almost a matter of direct action. .

　　 "Cough, cough. Then I don't understand."

　　 Professor Umbridge looked at Quirrell with a smile, as if he hadn't heard the meaning of the young professor's words.

"I should have clearly and unambiguously stated that according to last week's assessment, there is a great problem with the content of your course. Both the teaching content and the teaching format are obviously far from the results that the Ministry of Magic hopes to see... If you continue to follow this model to continue class, then I may have to apply for some special rights to make corrections..."

　　 "So... are you planning to teach me how to class today?"

　　 Professor Quirrell raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone.

　　 "For example, stand on the podium and teach me how to teach the course of Muggle Studies?"

　　 "Oh, it's not teaching, but pointing out some of your previous misunderstandings——"

　　 Professor Umbridge said softly, still the very uncomfortable babble.

However, Umbridge’s eyes were full of vigilance. She knew very well the inexplicable hostility of the damn, arrogant, and humble young wizard. She must always be careful not to be stunned and lost. Reasonable behavior.

　　Normal wizards would never dare to speak so presumptuously and harshly. Quirinas Quillo must be behind the scenes.

As for the information and guesses fed back from the Ministry of Magic, all the evidence points to one person—the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore—only he can give Quirrell such unscrupulous talk. Emboldened.

　　 As for the reason...

　　 Umbridge narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling Cornelius Fudge's instructions in the office.

"Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic are in a very delicate balance. In the process of cooperation, either party will be the first to reveal the flaws and will be forced to give up rights-your task is to find the flaws, but you are also the other party's. Breakthrough."

　　Because of this, the more arrogant and rude Quirinas Quirrell, the more vigilant and cautious Umbridge.

It took Umbridge decades to reach the position of Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic. In the process, she experienced too many conspiracies and traps—in fact, she herself was very good at some methods—if She really took the lead in pulling out her magic wand under Quirrell's cynicism. It was undoubtedly a terrible scandal, and her political career would also end.

　　 And she also noticed an intriguing detail...

　　 Regardless of the dissatisfaction in the words, Quirrell never took out his wand, which was very unreasonable.

In the magic world, in many cases wizards will subconsciously take out their wands. According to Umbridge’s experience for so many years, there are only two explanations for this unreasonable situation: the other party is a very bad wizard, or is deliberately controlling oneself behavior.

　　As the only Hogwarts graduate with a full distinction in the past 100 years, Quirrell will obviously not be the former.

　　 Undoubtedly, this is an invisible war!

　　 Umbridge was extremely vigilant, always reminding himself that he must hold back and never fall into the trap of the other party.

　　 Of course, restraining her emotions does not mean she has to be patient everywhere.

Just like Quirinas Quirrell’s refusal, as the spokesperson of the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts, Umbridge had to find a way to demonstrate the authority of the Ministry—using reasonable and regulatory means. Take control of the initiative.

　　 "Perhaps you did not notice the supplementary explanation in the Ministry of Magic document, Professor Quirrell."

　　 Umbridge’s toad-like mouth smiled even bigger, she took out a document from her bag, and said diligently.

　　 "If the'investigator', that is me, discovers an obvious error during the audit, the professor of this course should be reminded in time to prevent the students from receiving the wrong knowledge... For example, this is the situation now."

　　 "Obvious... mistake? Do you think you understand this course better than me?"

　　Quilinas Quirrell repeated it softly, looking at the Ministry official with a playful expression.

Compared to a certain mysterious castle administrator, the resume of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor appointed by the Ministry of Magic is no secret. Umbridge emphasized her experience in Slytherin since she entered school. Those past events, and to prove the degree of intimacy between him and Hogwarts, the domineering speech can be said to be an extremely standard pure-blooded bureaucrat.

　　 And as far as Quirrell knows, pure blood, Slytherin, and the Ministry of Magic are precisely the group of people farthest from the Muggle world.

　　 "Compared to the knowledge in books, it is more accurate to say that I understand reality better——"

　　Professor Umbridge said softly, glanced at the top line of Quirrell's handout, and his eyes flashed with pride.

"I spot-checked Hogwarts' past test papers during the two days of the weekend. I was surprised to find that the teaching content of Muggle Studies at Hogwarts was so naive, backward, and full of errors, especially Professor Quirrell. After you teach, you seem to be obsessed with preaching that Muggles have magical powers comparable to wizards, and deviate from the essence of this course."

　　 "The essence of this course? Isn't Muggle Studies the study of Muggle's daily life?"

　　 Quirrell shrugged, frowned and looked at Umbridge, wondering what the witch was going to say.

As one of the elective courses at Hogwarts, Muggle Studies mainly studies and understands the daily life of Muggles, including how Muggles use electricity and technology. It is mainly aimed at those wizards who do not have much direct contact with Muggles—— Before that, if a wizard wanted to work closely with Muggles after graduation, then he had to choose this course.

　　 However, with the reform of the new curriculum standards and the promotion of professional titles, this course has gradually developed into a compulsory course.

　　 "Of course not, the most important thing in this course is to observe Muggles from the perspective of a wizard..."

　　 Umbridge sneered and said softly, with a strong tone of disgust.

"Wizards do not learn about Muggles in order to become Muggles. The reason why this course is offered is to let more wizards understand the limitations of non-magic and how to hide the mystery of magic in front of Muggles. It took too much time and energy to describe how Muggles imitated wizards, and many of them are wrong!"

　　 "I should be more clear and straightforward, Professor Quirrell."

　　 Professor Umbridge said, smiling at Quirrell in that particularly annoying way.

"You teach everyone to stay away from Muggle's large electrical appliances, and make students be wary of the cars that shuttle on the street and don't stay at the Muggle airport... These are indeed the contents of the textbook, but your reason should be ——Doing so may lead to serious leaks, rather than doing so is dangerous. You are too ignorant of the limitations of the non-magical world."

　　 "Wrong? The limitations of the non-magical world?"

　　Quilinas Quirrell grinned silently, perhaps he thought so a month ago.

But as he stayed in the institute outside of Hogwarts campus longer, he could clearly perceive how stagnant the magical world is. Many of the common sense he is talking about are outside ten years old. Something that children know.

　　 "Muggles are not insignificant, and magic is not omnipotent, Professor Umbridge—"

　　 Quirrell said bluntly, his expression gradually becoming solemn, and he waved the lesson plan impatiently.

"There are enough people in this world who uphold the supremacy of wizards and that Muggles are not worth mentioning. My purpose of this lesson is to show you how to live in a non-magical world and how to be wary of things that may harm them... If one day they Having to live in a world without magic, then they must first learn to protect themselves and how to live."

　　 "Living in a world without magic?"

　　 Umbridge raised his eyes and looked at Quirrell thoughtfully.

　　 "This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the students belong to the magic world after graduation." She said softly.

　　 "But in more outside, more expansive places, aren't there Muggles living everywhere?"

"The magical world and the non-magical world have existed for centuries without interfering with each other. A good wizard does not need and should not allow himself to degenerate to imitate the lives of Muggles, Mr. Quirrell-this is what you should tell Children’s."

　　 "Oh, is it? How long can this form exist, ten, twenty, fifty years?"

　　 Professor Qiluo snorted softly. He waved his hand irritably, and this problem also bothered him.

　　 "Wait, sorry, I might have a problem understanding..."

　　 Professor Umbridge sneered, and said in a terribly familiar voice.

　　 "It sounds like you think the magical world should be integrated with the non-magical world?"

　　 "I never think that this world is separate-it is knowledge, not magic, that determines a wizard."

　　Quilinas Quirrell said stiffly, and the lesson plan in his hand knocked **** the podium.

"If you think I have the will to violate the Confidentiality Act, or have doubts about my teaching content, you can respond to the ministry, but before the school dismissed me from my post, I was still a professor of this course. Ms. Dolores Umbridge, you have seriously affected the normal course of this course, now please go out—"

　　 While talking, he drew out his wand and quickly moved from Umbridge to the direction of the back door of the classroom.

　　As Professor Quirrell pulled out his magic wand, the whole class held their breath at the same time.

They looked nervously at Umbridge standing by the podium, seeming to be expecting something to happen, and in the last row of the classroom, Bill Weasley also drew out his wand with a wry smile, preparing to execute someone Miss's order.

　　【If there is a fight, disarm Umbridge in advance】

　　 However, Professor Umbridge did not draw out his wand **** for tat.

　　 "Oh, ok—ok—"

　　 Her gaze stayed on the dark shadow on Quirrell’s waist, UU reading www. uukanshu.com's pupils shrank slightly and quickly returned to normal.

　　 "As you wish, Professor Quirrell, I will truthfully report what I know to the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge put away her handbag and hurriedly walked out the door. Her vicious and contented expression looked as if she was the winner of the confrontation-she finally thought of Hogwarts hiding. Secret.

　　 Hogwarts, or Albus Dumbledore, is most likely planning something terrible.

Of course, maybe this is not the real plan of the old wizard, but from Quirinas Quirrell and the new professors who have just joined Hogwarts, some things that accuse them of posing a threat can definitely be searched. .

　　For example...

　　 Umbridge's eyes flickered.

　　As a half-blood wizard, she naturally knew what was appearing on Professor Quirrell's waist.

　　 Pistol-a murder weapon produced by Muggles.

　　 And this is what the Ministry of Magic is looking for, a reasonable excuse to further interfere with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

　　 Within half a minute, her footsteps disappeared outside the door.

at the same time.

"I'm lost--"

　　 Elena snapped her fingers blankly and said softly.

　　 "Burleigh, from now on, block Hogwarts and detain all owls flying out. At the same time, I told Professor Apocalis that guests from the Ministry of Magic may have seen some dirty things and are preparing to evaluate the treatment plan—"

　　 She may have found a leaker.

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Great!