HP Magic Biography

"But I'm telling the truth!" Harry looked very angry, his chest rising and falling violently. For Umbridge, Harry was disgusted to the extreme in an instant.

"Voldemort is back, you know him; Professor Dumbledore knows he is..."

"God knows, Potter!" Professor McGonagall said, and angrily adjusted his glasses. "Do you really know if this is true or a lie? Control your temper!" She stood up, her nostrils enlarged but But his lips thinned, and Harry stood up.

"One more biscuit," she said impatiently, and pointed to the can.

"No thanks," Harry said coldly.

"Don't be so embarrassed," Professor McGonagall said harshly.

Harry took a slice.

"Are you so hard not to hear Professor Umbrich's speech at the first banquet of school?"

"Listen," Harry said.

"Yes... she said... progress will be forbidden or... well, it means that the Ministry of Magic intends to interfere with Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall stared at him for a few minutes, then took a breath, left the table, and opened the door for him.

"Well, I'm glad you listened to Fanlin and the others." She said, pointing her finger at the door, motioning for Harry to leave her office.

For Harry, the dinner in the hall that night was not pleasant. The conflict between him and Umbridge spread quickly at Hogwarts. When he sat down to eat among Ron, Fanlin, and Hermione, he heard whispers around him. Interestingly, no one seemed to mind him overhearing them talking about him. Instead, they seemed to want Harry to get angry again and yell at them so they could hear his story for themselves.

There are stories about Cedric's anomaly and what happened on the night of the Goblet of Fire.

"You are so irrational, Harry." Fanlin said, shaking his head, and thrust a small piece of beef with a fork.

"I'm just telling them the facts." Harry said angrily.

"But obviously, it's useless. We don't have facts. We can't open your head and show them all your memories and thoughts." Fanlin shook his head, "And, you didn't notice Umbridge's Expression? She is very satisfied with your performance!"

"Satisfied?" Harry said in surprise.

"Otherwise, how? You are half to death? If this is Professor McGonagall, it is very likely to happen." Fanlin said as he continued his hand movements.

"What does it mean?"

"What Fanlin meant was that Umbridge didn't care what happened to us at all," Hermione said grimly. "There is no spell practice in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class? It's a joke."

"The Ministry of Magic is only afraid of Dumbledore and Hogwarts, so he is thinking of ways to weaken Hogwarts. It doesn't take long. Maybe half a year, maybe a year, without using magic wizards. There is no threat at all, and what Umbridge hopes is your current reaction."

"Angry, grumpy, irrational, openly confronting the teacher in the Hogwarts class, this has never happened in decades." Fanlin said slowly, "This gave her a lot Reasons and excuses."

The dense discussion hasn't stopped for a moment since Harry sat here.

"He said he saw Cedric being murdered."

"Don't you be turned into a vampire?"

"What's the difference between that and death, an orthodox wizard turned into a vampire?"

"He thought he had fought Voldemort."

"Don't mention it..."

"Is he kidding?"

"Tell-Zes"

"Actually, Harry, I don't think they believe it," Hermione seemed to have endured enough, "Let's get out of here."

She put down her knife and fork abruptly; Fanlin was glad that she was eating all the time, while Ron watched eagerly at his half-eaten apple pie, but then left. Everyone watched them walk out of the hall.

"What do you mean, you're not sure they believe Dumbledore?"

When they reached the first floor, Harry asked Hermione.

"Look, you don't know what happened after the incident happened," Hermione said calmly. "You went back to the middle of the grass. The teachers didn't find Cedric. No one saw what happened. We only know. Dumbledore said that Voldemort has returned and his partner attacked Cedric and attacked you."

"This is the truth!" Harry said loudly.

"I know it is, Harry, so please don't interrupt me?" Hermione said wearily. "Before the facts are known, everyone goes home to spend the summer. After Fanlin and I come back, I Spent several days reading about "You are a lunatic, Dumbledore is old."

"The form is much worse than you think. Even Rita didn't attack that much, and the people under Fudge were on the Daily Prophet..."

Fanlin said briefly, but Harry obviously couldn't listen.

When they returned to the Gryffindor Tower along the empty corridor, rain water hit the panes. Harry felt like a week had passed from this day, and he still had a lot of homework to do before going to bed.

He felt a slight pain in his right eye, glanced at the dark playground behind the rain-washed window, and turned to enter the fat lady corridor. Hagrid's cabin still lacked a trace of light.

Mimbras, Mimbretonia, Hermione answered before the fat lady asked.

The portrait moved away, revealing a hole, and four people crawled in. The common room is almost empty, and most people are still eating dinner downstairs.

Crookshanks got up from the armchair, trot to them, grunting loudly, and Harry, Ron, Fanlin and Hermione were near the fire.

Crookshanks leaped gently onto Hermione's knee, curled up like a furry, light yellow cushion.

Harry stared at the flames, feeling exhausted.

"How did Dumbledore make this happen?" Hermione called out suddenly, and Harry and Ron jumped up. Crookshanks jumped off her, feeling offended. She slapped the handle of the chair so hard that some debris jumped out of the hole.

"Why would he let this troublesome woman teach us? Especially in the year when we are going to take the ordinary wizard rank exam!"

"We have never had a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher." Harry said. "You know it's like Hagrid told us. No one wants this job. They say it's unlucky."

"Yes, but hire someone who actually refuses to teach us how to use magic! What is Dumbledore doing?"

"And she is trying to get someone to watch for her" Ron said gloomily~www.wuxiaspot.com~Remember when she said that she wanted us to come and tell her when we heard the news about the mysterious man's return? "

"Of course she is watching us, it's obvious, but why did Fudge call her?" Hermione said suddenly.

"It would be better to say that this is a necessary compromise for Dumbledore," Fanlin said. "The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts is not a popular position. This is part of it, and more. Yes, this is an important method used by the Ministry of Magic to intervene in Hogwarts. I met Umbridge at the Ministry of Magic. In fact, Fudge trusted Umbridge very much. It can be said that she is Fudge’s confidant, and she is also the Ministry of Magic. As the deputy minister, she will naturally do the most suitable job."

"Okay, okay..." Harry said tiredly, "Couldn't we just do our homework, let alone this."

Several people nodded.

They took out their school bags from one corner and returned to their seats. Everyone has just returned from dinner.

Harry lowered his head, but he could still feel the eyes he attracted.