Study Days at Hogwarts

Chapter 998 The Abandoned Defense Against Dark Arts Class

In the short few days since school started, everyone has figured out Umbridge's character. She is a hypocritical, self-righteous, unreasonable, and controlling old woman.

None of the prefects who had ever interacted with Umbridge liked her.

I don’t know which prefect secretly leaked the contents of the conversation with Umbridge. Now it has begun to spread in the school that Umbridge wants the prefects to be her spies and monitor the students of Hogwarts.

The Deputy Minister of Magic obviously mistook Hogwarts for the Ministry of Magic, and actually played a trick of intrigue, preparing to divide and destroy the students' trust in their prefects, and trying to win the prefects to his side.

As soon as the news spread, the whole school almost exploded, and the prefects scolded Umbridge countless times.

In order not to be isolated by the students, they began to spread the news they got from Umbridge, and for a while, negative rumors about Umbridge were flying everywhere.

The most exciting news for everyone is that Umbridge finally hit a snag with Albert and was so angry that she smashed up the office.

At that time, many students heard the sound of smashing things and cursing coming from the Defense Against Dark Arts office.

Everyone was gloating about this. They didn't dare to ignore Umbridge like Albert did, but they were still extremely excited when they saw the old woman deflated.

Unfortunately, no one knows what Albert and Umbridge actually talked about.

Even if they knew it, they couldn't learn it.

Because Albert can basically ignore the results of N.E.W.T. Even without that transcript, no one will doubt his true level.

The dazzling world-class championship title is undoubtedly the best proof, and Albert seems to have no intention of entering the Ministry of Magic after graduation.

Since the two sides have nothing to do with each other, why should they be indifferent to Umbridge?

Therefore, the Hogwarts genius simply ignored the Deputy Minister of Magic and spent most of his time in the library, studying something unknown.

Soon after, news came out in Hogwarts Castle that Umbridge had allowed Albert to skip the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

For this reason, many seventh-grade students came to ask Albert about this.

Without Albert to bear the pressure from the front, Umbridge would have quickly broken down their resistance, and everyone would undoubtedly face Umbridge's revenge.

Albert stopped going to Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, and everyone's resistance to Umbridge collapsed instantly.

Those seventh-grade students who didn't care about the rumors were immediately given a blow.

They originally wanted to find another student union president to fight Lei, but Katrina seemed to have received some news and stopped coming to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

For a moment, the seventh-grade students suffered an unimaginable disaster. They remembered the rumors about Umbridge. Everyone was in danger and could feel that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's revenge was coming.

After sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Fred, George and Lee Jordan decisively made excuses to leave.

Who made them Albert's roommates and friends, so they could be easily affected by the innocent.

"Umbridge is angry," Angelina warned. "You'd better be careful."

"It doesn't matter, we are going to apply to Professor McGonagall to give up the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Fred said disapprovingly.

"So, even if she is angry, what can she do to us?"

The three of them were not afraid of Umbridge at all. If the woman dared to try to imprison them, they would have a way to deal with her.

"You guys really gave up."

The girls were all surprised. They didn't expect the three of them to give up the Defense Against the Dark Arts class decisively.

Fred said with a smile: "We don't plan to rely on N.E.W.T transcripts to find jobs in the future, so why do we have to put up with that old woman Umbridge?"

"Umbridge will take revenge on the others soon. Don't forget about the first period." Lee Jordan reminded, "She may not be able to do anything to Albert, but she can find ways to torment you."

"So, you ran away when you saw the situation was bad."

"You can also run away together and not go to her improvement class." George said with a smile.

"What about N.E.W.T?"

"According to the Curse Law of Hogwarts, Umbridge will definitely not be able to survive this semester smoothly. You can just participate in N.E.W.T. by then." Fred pointed out with a smile: "You should also learn from Albert I copied the review outline there, so as long as you study those things on your own, it won’t be a problem.”

"No, I mean..."

Before Angelina could finish her words, she was interrupted by Fred.

"Do you think the theoretical knowledge you have learned from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is really useful?"

"It makes sense." Shanna nodded in agreement: "Let's study on our own, or we can form a dark magic defense interest group when the time comes, and everyone can communicate with each other and make progress."

"I don't think this possibility is high." Aaliya frowned and looked at the three people in front of her. There were too few bold guys like Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

"Count me in. Anyway, I plan to become a Quidditch player in the future." Angelina didn't value N.E.W.T. results.

"Albert is writing a book on Defense Against the Dark Arts. It is almost completed. Maybe we can put it to use." George suddenly said: "I believe that book is definitely countless times better than "Defense Against Magic Theory"."

When she learned that the seventh-year students in her college were planning to give up the Defense Against the Dark Arts class en masse, Professor McGonagall's face suddenly fell. What made her even more distressed was that these people just came to inform her of the dean on a routine basis.

"Why give up Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Professor McGonagall had to spend a lot of time interviewing several people.

However, she got a unified message:

"Sorry Professor, our time is precious and we don't have time to play games with Umbridge..."

"The results of N.E.W.T. are actually not very important to us..."

"We can also learn Defense Against the Dark Arts by ourselves..."

"Umbridge only teaches theory in her class. Theory alone cannot help us get excellent results in N.E.W.T...."

"Why do we have to waste time with her and look at her face?"

Professor McGonagall had no choice but to ask Albert for help.

"Umbridge allows me not to go to class and go directly to the exam at the end of the semester. I think this is good." Facing the somewhat annoyed Professor McGonagall, Albert's tone was very calm.

"Everyone is complaining about Professor Dumbledore. I don't understand how he would allow a "layman" like Umbridge to come to Hogwarts to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"There is no doubt that this has directly deceived the fifth and seventh grade students in this class. If you are paying attention, there are many people who are dissatisfied with this."

"But even if you are dissatisfied..."

"The curse has always existed." Albert said meaningfully.

No one expected that the seventh-grade Gryffindor would be so stubborn that he gave up the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Such a coquettish move really shocked the entire Hogwarts students.

Umbridge was almost driven mad.

She probably didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Put them in confinement?

Umbridge really didn't dare to do that, at least she didn't dare now, because she found that this group of people was more united than expected, especially several of Albert's roommates, as if you dare to mess with me, everyone will be together Damn it, we don’t need any N.E.W.T transcripts anyway.

What made her even more distressed was that as long as she dared to ask other people alone, other people would appear outside her office with wands in hand, as if they were ready to rush in and give her a good look when they heard the noise.

Not to mention, they were really prepared.

Even the forgetfulness potion is ready.

Soon after, students from other colleges followed suit and dropped the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

The reason is actually: everyone thinks that she will die from the Defense Against the Dark Arts curse before graduating this semester, and she can just participate in N.E.W.T. by then.

After hearing the news, Umbridge's face became angry.

"We need to face N.E.W.T this year." A student who asked not to be named said, "We don't believe that the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam will have a written test. According to Umbridge's teaching method, there may be very few candidates who can pass and get excellent results. Not much."

"I can't believe that the education reform the Ministry of Magic is seeking is to make Hogwarts fail Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"It turns out that the Ministry of Magic has never thought about doing a good job in education, otherwise it would not send Umbridge, who knows nothing, to be a professor at Hogwarts... As far as I know, most of the people in the Ministry of Magic The employee can't even recite the Iron Armor Mantra well..."

Sirius's smooth, charismatic voice came from the radio over the fireplace.

This radio will be turned on on time every day and automatically play the broadcast from the wizard lookout station.

Although some students felt irritable, most were willing to calm down and listen to the content on the radio.

Rumors spread for a time, and many students questioned Umbridge's teaching level.

Dumbledore was also unlucky and received a large number of letters of complaint from students as soon as the school year started.

I don’t know who said it was useless to complain to Dumbledore, so the students started writing letters to the Ministry of Magic to complain.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan even encouraged a group of people to submit news to various newspapers and magazines.

However, those letters seemed to sink into the sea without making any waves.

No one really cared about these things.

This is why the Wizard's Lookout broadcasts are so popular.

After Sirius's voice fell silent, Hermione's angry voice suddenly came from the common room, attracting the attention of the students who had just listened to the broadcast.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked worriedly.

"We are going to take the O.W.Ls exam this year!" Hermione seemed to vent her anger and hit the armrest of the chair hard. "How could Dumbledore let this happen?"

"Calm down Hermione, take a tranquilizer." Harry took out a bottle of pills from his pocket and poured one for Hermione.

"How do you want me to calm down?" Hermione reached out to push away the pills handed over by Harry and growled in a low voice, "What are we going to do about this year's O.W.Ls exam?"

Ron looked at Hermione, who was a little out of control, at a loss.

"Perhaps, we can ask Anderson to teach us. He has tutored students of the same class before." Harry threw the tranquilizer into his mouth and suggested.

"He's not free. I've asked him and he said he's very busy this semester." Hermione covered her forehead with her hand and said weakly, "The O.W.Ls exam is very important and related to our future!"

"Harry, are you carrying that thing with you now?" Ron tried to change the subject.

"After I experienced the benefits of a calm mind during my trial." Harry put the pill bottle back into his pocket and said calmly, "I knew I needed this."

"Give me one." Hermione said suddenly, "I need to calm down."

Harry took out the medicine bottle and poured Hermione a tranquilizer.

After swallowing the pills, Hermione's mood became much more stable. She took a deep breath and said to Harry and Ron beside her, "We need to save ourselves, form a Defense Against the Dark Arts study group, and learn Defense Against the Dark Arts ourselves." Knowledge and skills.”

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Finally, Harry lowered his voice and said, "I will take the time to contact Sirius tonight to see if they can help us."

"Harry... do you want to join us?" Fred came out of nowhere and put his hand on Harry's shoulder.

"What's up."

"We are going to give Umbridge some surprises." George said with a smile.

"You really don't want to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"Going to Umbridge's class is a complete waste of time. Do you think the N.E.W.T exam will test theory?" Fred asked.

"Hermione, face the reality and stop fooling yourself."

"If mother knew, she would be mad at you." Ron said quietly.

"You forgot, she promised not to care about us anymore last year." Fred reminded.

"What surprise?" Harry asked, "Albert's idea?"

"No, he is very busy."

"What on earth is he up to?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know." George shrugged.

"What are you going to do?" Harry became very interested in this.

"We plan to..." George trailed off.

"Can it really be done?" Ron asked with wide eyes.

"Let's try it first, and if it doesn't work, we'll ask for technical support." Fred said without hesitation.

"Count me in," Harry said. "I'll contact Sirius tonight to see if he can give us some advice."

"Hermione, if you want to pass the O.W.Ls exam, there is actually a very simple way." George suddenly said mysteriously.

"What can I do?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I can help you borrow the Defense Against the Dark Arts notes from Albert. As long as you study them clearly and learn some of the spells well on your own, it's actually very easy to get excellent results in the O.W.Ls exam."

In fact, it was Hermione who was too excited to think about it, otherwise she would definitely not refuse to ask Albert to borrow notes.

"Okay, count me in." Hermione agreed to join. She also hated Umbridge very much and was willing to see the other party suffer misfortune.

"Welcome."

Fred and George looked at each other with a satisfied smile.

In Albert's absence, they needed a thoughtful person to ensure that the entire plan was foolproof.

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