Magical Studies at Hogwarts

As if to vent, Snape's teachings this time were more stringent than before, and the power of Legilimency was much greater. When he was finally allowed to leave, his mind was in unprecedented confusion and drowsiness.

After sitting on the sofa for a long time, the pain stopped.

This period of time was really terrible for Harry. As the OWLS exam approached, all fifth grade students were under unprecedented pressure, and some even collapsed in class. Compared to others

, Harry also had to endure Umbridge's intense attention and Snape's special teachings.

To be honest, if it weren't for D.A, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to survive.

The progress of d.a is still very gratifying. They have the gold coins that Hermione has cast. They have always been safe and they have been very careful when practicing. Now they have begun to practice the Patronus Charm, and some have even been able to successfully summon their own.

Patronus. And by the last class before Easter, everyone except Neville had basically succeeded.

"You have to think about happy things." Harry reminded as he looked at the Patronus that was about to appear on the tip of Neville's staff.

"I was just thinking about it." Neville was a little annoyed. His head was covered with sweat and veins were popping out, but the silver light on the tip of the staff just couldn't take shape.

Harry shrugged and said nothing more. Neville had already worked hard enough. All he needed was an opportunity, a very trivial one.

Walking in the Room of Requirement, the sky is filled with the patron saints summoned by everyone. Fred and George's are magpies. They have perfectly inherited the personality of their owners and fly non-stop in the air, very lively.

Seamus's is a fox, Luna's is a hare, and Ron's is a beagle, which is very cute. Stuart, Terry, Anthony and Michael are respectively a fox, a Scottish shepherd, a Dalmatian and a Dalmatian.

German Shepherds, except for Stewart who is more lively, the others all stay beside their owners.

This scene made Harry very happy. He felt that his efforts had been very well rewarded, and he kept saying words of encouragement, which attracted a lot of praise from everyone.

Suddenly, the door opened and closed quickly. Harry looked back but saw nothing. Before he took two steps, he found that everyone had stopped practicing, and his pants seemed to be being pulled wildly by something.

.Looking down, it was Dobby.

"Hey, Dobby, what's up?" Harry asked.

Dobby's eyes were wide open, his whole body was shaking, and everyone's attention was on him.

"Mr. Harry Potter, Dobby has a message for you..." Dobby said sharply, "But the house elves have been warned, and were attacked by a terrible..."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Harry quickly grabbed Dobby's arms and asked, in order to prevent him from hurting himself.

"She...she..." Dobby was incoherent and just kept repeating the word "she", which made Harry very anxious. Hermione on the side was thoughtful and suddenly said: "Umbridge? It's her.

Really? She discovered us and is coming?"

Seeing Dobby's momentum that seemed to be about to knock off his head, everyone was stunned. This time, Harry's reaction was very fast. Before Hermione could say anything, he shouted: "Run!"

The door was opened, and everyone ran out in a swarm, fleeing in all directions. Some ran to the dormitory, and some went to the library, toilet, and classroom. They were already panicking and just wanted to escape Umbridge's capture.

Harry's goal was the men's room, which he remembered was not far ahead. He ran very fast, but suddenly something seemed to trip his feet, and he fell straight down, sliding forward on the ground.

For a long time, he heard a very familiar voice.

"Hahaha, Potter, leg tripping curse!" Malfoy said, "Professor, I caught it!"

Harry's arms were covered with scratches. He endured the pain and turned over, and at a glance he saw Umbridge's face full of disgusting smiles.

"Great! Well done, Draco, fifty points to Slytherin!" Umbridge pulled Harry's arm fiercely and pulled him up from the ground, "Keep going and see if you can

You can't catch a few more, Draco!" Umbridge was very happy, "Look in the library, classrooms, and auditoriums, and look for those who are out of breath!"

She pushed Harry roughly and arrived at the principal's office in a few minutes. After giving the password, the stone monster stepped out of the way and went up the spiral staircase, and they walked directly into the office.

It was crowded with people. Dumbledore was sitting behind the table with a very calm expression. Professor McGonagall was standing next to him, but his face was full of worry. There was also Minister Fudge, who was sitting on his chair shaking excitedly, obviously very satisfied.

.Harry also saw Percy, who was standing next to Fudge with a quill and a thick roll of parchment, ready to record at any time.

"He was on his way back to the Gryffindor common room when the Malfoy kid blocked him," Umbridge said in her high-pitched voice.

"Really, really?" Fudge was very excited and kept rubbing his hands, "Potter, I think you know why you are here..."

Harry wanted to answer "I know" directly, but when he saw Dumbledore behind the table, he shook his head slightly and changed his words: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Fudge glanced at Umbridge in confusion, then looked at Dumbledore who was there, and then asked, "You really don't know why Professor Umbridge keeps you here.

?Don’t you know that you have violated school rules?”

"No!"

"Where is the decree from the Ministry of Magic?"

"No."

Fudge's face became visibly ugly. He sat up straight, stared at Harry and said, "So, you are saying that you don't know that there is an illegal student organization in this school?"

"Yes. Why, there is an illegal student organization?" Harry looked in disbelief, as if it was the first time he heard about this.

"Minister, I think bringing the whistleblower will make everything go more smoothly." Umbridge said with a smile.

"Informer? Okay, okay, bring her here." Fudge agreed, and Umbridge immediately left the office, and soon dragged someone in. Harry recognized it at a glance, it was Stuart and the others.

Marietta, a sixth-year Ravenclaw, was introduced. She was wearing a big cloak, her hands were hidden in the sleeves, and she was covering her face.

"Don't be afraid, dear." Umbridge patted her back gently and said to Fudge, "Minister, she is the daughter of Mrs. Acmore, administrator of the Floo Network of the Department of Magical Transportation."

"Great!" Fudge said enthusiastically, "Come on, tell us about that illegal student organization... Don't be shy, raise your head... Oh my God! Merlin is on top!"

Marietta kept covering her face, no matter what Fudge said, she still covered her face, which made Umbridge a little impatient. She roughly dropped Marietta's hand, but everyone saw that face.

Finally, they were all frightened, and Harry even took a few steps back. It was only Professor McGonagall who held him up from behind that kept him from falling.

What a face that is! Marietta's face is covered with pimples the size of fingernails. They are getting bigger and bigger, and some have even turned into a strange purple color. The lines of "traitors" are very...

It moved rhythmically across her face, as well as her arms and hands.

She screamed, then spit out a mouthful of blood, and a few teeth fell to the ground among them. Although Marietta quickly hid herself in the cloak, everyone looked at her hair.

It fell off, but curved hair grew on the face and neck.

Those hairs seemed to be very hard, and as soon as her hand covered it, it was pricked, leaving drops of blood, and soon the cloak was dyed red in a large area.

"Oh my God, what is this!" Fudge was really frightened. He shouted loudly, "Who did this? Who did this?"

"Hermione!" Marietta's miserable voice sounded. She didn't know what happened again, and her blood flowed even more.

Suddenly, she stopped hiding it and revealed all the tragedy.

She stared directly at Harry, her eyes full of hatred.