Study Days at Hogwarts

"Mr. Anderson...Professor Umbridge asked me...I'll pass this...on to you."

Albert was having dinner with Fred, George and Lee Jordan. A junior girl lowered her head and handed the parchment to Albert tremblingly.

"Thank you." Albert reached out to take the parchment and thanked the other party by the way.

The girl blushed and walked away in a hurry.

"You're still as popular as ever." Fred teased.

"Shouldn't the point be that Umbridge invited Albert to tea?" George rolled his eyes at Fred and said.

"I always feel that Umbridge is uneasy and well-intentioned." Lee Jordan frowned and asked, "What do you think she wants to do?"

"Is this kind of thing important?" Albert said nonchalantly, "To put it bluntly, Umbridge is just a guy who is jumping around based on his position."

"Toad!"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed in unison.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Albert knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on time, opened the door and walked into the office with Umbridge's sharp girl's voice.

"Sit down, Mr. Anderson."

Umbridge entertained Albert "warmly", but there was no kindness in her eyes.

After Albert glanced at the Defense Against Dark Arts office, he sat opposite Umbridge.

The elderly witch in front of her said in a shrill voice, "What do you like to drink, black tea, milk, pumpkin juice or butterbeer."

"I prefer milk tea."

Albert pulled out his wand and waved it, conjuring a cup of steaming milk tea out of thin air. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, completely ignoring the change in expression on Umbridge's face.

"Okay, Professor, what do you want from me?"

"I don't think we need to have a conflict."

Umbridge stared at the guy in front of her who kept an elegant smile, and wanted to smash him in the cheek with her fist, but she held back because it would not help.

What's more, she couldn't beat Albert.

"Sorry, Professor, I didn't understand what you were saying?"

Albert looked at Umbridge with doubtful eyes, as if he was confused about the meaning of the other person's words.

"Question from Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Umbridge took a deep breath, trying to keep her demeanor and the smirk on her face.

"That has nothing to do with me." Albert shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with you?"

Umbridge repeated. Her eyes were fixed on Albert, as if she wanted to read through his thoughts.

It's a pity that Umbridge doesn't know Legilimency. Even if she knows Legilimency, she can't see through Albert's real thoughts.

When their eyes met, Umbridge flinched as if burned by flames.

"Now I just want to make good use of the books in the Hogwarts library and live out my last year of school. If you are paying special attention, I am in the library most of the time." Albert seemed to see through Um Richie's thoughts brought up a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, "Also, I'm actually very busy and I really don't have time to play house with you."

"Playing house?" Umbridge repeated with wide eyes. She never expected to receive such a review.

Are your actions as boring as a child's game in the other person's eyes?

The guy in front of her didn't take her, or even the Ministry of Magic, seriously at all.

"Isn't it?" Albert looked at the trembling Umbridge in confusion.

"I know what you want to do, but it has nothing to do with me." Albert's tone was very indifferent, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "I have my own things to be busy with, or do you think I can To have so many titles, all picked up from the ground by bending down?”

Umbridge opened her mouth, and the expression on her face was almost distorted, but she still suppressed her anger, kept her fake smile, and reminded her kindly, "With your ability, if you enter magic..."

"I'm not interested in joining the Ministry of Magic after graduation." Albert interrupted directly, "If nothing happens, I'll leave first. I have to return the books before the library closes."

Albert waved his magic wand and the finished teacup disappeared.

"If you don't want to go to the Defense Against Dark Arts improvement class, I allow you not to go in the future and go directly to the final N.E.W.T. Anyway, with your level, you should be able to pass easily." Umbridge asked Albert The main purpose was to break up the group of seventh-grade students to prevent them from continuing to fight against her. "

"Oh, that's great."

Albert guessed Umbridge's purpose, but he didn't care about the other party's tricks, because he never wanted to lead the students of Hogwarts to fight with Umbridge.

How boring that is.

The battle of wits and courage between students and Umbridge is the source of joy in Hogwarts, and there may even be more tasks.

"By the way, I'll give you some kind advice: be careful of curses."

"curse?"

"As one of the most dangerous dark wizards in the world, the curse left by the mysterious man is undoubtedly very dangerous. If you ignore it, you will definitely be in bad luck." Albert said meaningfully, "This is the result of countless professors' personal practice."

After Albert stood up and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, the fake smile on Umbridge's face finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Damn, damn Mudblood!"

Umbridge angrily swept everything on her desk to the floor, venting her inner anger wantonly. Students passing by the Defense Against the Dark Arts office could hear the sound of cursing and smashing things coming from the office.

After venting her anger, Umbridge's face became even darker, and her dislike of Albert quickly increased.

Of course, it is also related to the fact that Albert received the mission reward left over from that year.

Umbridge had nothing to do with Albert, who had already told her in a tough manner: He was not someone to be trifled with.

In fact, Umbridge had already asked other Slytherin students that Albert had indeed not united with others to boycott the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

At least the Slytherin students didn't get any news, but this incident made Umbridge even more afraid.

Especially how the large group of students in the improvement class came to be, Umbridge also knew clearly.

If it was really necessary, she believed that the seventh-grade students would not mind telling her to get out and invite Albert to come on stage to give them a lecture.

The other party undoubtedly has this ability.

student?

No, the identity of a student is simply a joke to Albert.

No one cares about his N.E.W.T. results. Even if he does make the other party miss the N.E.W.T., the finger will eventually be pointed at the Ministry of Magic.

Public opinion offensive?

Do not make jokes.

In addition to the Daily Prophet, many newspapers and magazines have reported the news of Albert winning the duel competition, which is enough to prove that he also has a strong influence on other magazines and newspapers.

Do you really think the Ministry of Magic can control all public opinion?

Umbridge isn't that stupid.