Study Days at Hogwarts

After school started, Albert's life was busy and fulfilling.

In addition to showing up at the professors' club, he also went to visit Professor Flitwick to talk about the International Wizarding Duel Competition. He also sent him a few photos taken after winning the championship to express his gratitude to Professor Flitwick for his help.

Professor Flitwick was very pleased that his protégé had become the youngest dueling champion, and he would be able to brag about it with photos for many years to come.

On the night before the Saturday holiday, Albert took a few hours to give Katrina some Defense Against the Dark Arts tutorials in the Room of Requirement. The rest of the time was spent with Isobel, living a warm world belonging to the two of them.

They chatted a lot about school, spent a fairly pleasant weekend together, and the plan to brew the elixir was officially started.

Isobel became interested in the Lucky Potion. Although the Lucky Potion cannot bring real luck to people, it can greatly improve the user's abilities in all aspects. Maybe one day a flash of inspiration will break through the existing bottleneck and succeed. Already?

Unfortunately, happy times are always very short-lived. After having dinner together on the weekend, Albert kissed Isobel goodbye and returned to Hogwarts Castle.

As soon as he returned to school, Fred, George and Lee Jordan came to him immediately and talked about the changes that had happened while he was no longer in school.

Peeves repeats his old trick and takes advantage of the new professor's tableware. Umbridge vomited and had diarrhea after eating, and the situation got out of hand.

"You didn't let her fall halfway?" Albert looked at the three of them in surprise. He felt that if Umbridge fell down, pooped on her pants, and died in public, she would probably not have the dignity to stay in school and teach.

"We wanted to, but it was so sudden that we didn't have time to react." The three of them all looked a little disappointed that they missed such a great opportunity.

"Umbridge must be mad!" Albert asked with a smile as he scratched Tom's chin and the back of his neck.

"Yeah, Umbridge almost went crazy. If she hadn't held it back... she would have become the laughing stock of Hogwarts." George suppressed his laughter.

"Toad lost his temper. She suspected someone had spiked her food, but there was no proof," Fred added.

"I guess she wanted to break her head, but she didn't expect that Peeves was actually targeting her." Li Qiaodan couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

Albert calmed down Tom, who was frightened by the three people, and asked: "Who is the suspect?"

"Harry." George said in a low voice.

"Are you sure Umbridge isn't targeting Potter specifically?" Albert had a strange expression. It was really hard for him to understand what Umbridge was thinking.

"This afternoon, Peeves placed a gas egg under Umbridge's chair, locked the door to the office, and blocked the keyhole." Fred explained, "Just in time, she was Prepare to put Harry in solitary confinement. As soon as Harry sat down, the gas bomb under the cushion of the chair was crushed. Umbridge and Harry were almost smoked to death in the office. In the end, Umbridge used the explosion spell. , blew open the door of the Defense Against Dark Arts office, and the two of them escaped from inside."

"So, she suspected that Potter was up to something?"

"right."

"Harry thought it was Umbridge who was messing with him." Lee Jordan whispered, "Harry was very calm and deliberately made the matter a big deal. He even called Professor McGonagall, and finally Umbridge Gas eggs were found under the chair cushion, and it was revealed that Umbridge used dark magic items to punish students."

Everyone now knows what kind of thing Umbridge is.

"Professor McGonagall was almost furious." George said in a low voice, "I have never seen her so angry."

"Potter didn't take revenge."

"Of course, Umbridge was knocked unconscious when she left the principal's office, her head was stuffed into the toilet in the girls' bathroom, and she was accidentally discovered by a Hufflepuff girl."

Umbridge insisted that Harry attacked her and was secretly seeking revenge on her.

Miraculously, Harry was in the common room doing his homework and had a bunch of people who could vouch for him. "

"Compound potion?" Albert guessed the reason.

The three of them laughed quite unscrupulously.

Peeves undoubtedly exerted his extraordinary ability to make trouble, playing new tricks with the toys given by Albert, and tormenting Umbridge in just one week, but Potter was unlucky and was innocently affected. .

"When do you think Peeves will be able to drive Umbridge away?" Fred asked curiously.

"Shouldn't we expect Umbridge to last longer?" Albert said meaningfully, "She is a source of happiness."

The four of them looked at each other and laughed maliciously.

Yes, the source of happiness.

Naturally, Umbridge didn't know that there was a group of evil-minded guys who were ready to laugh at her joke.

Umbridge, who had been tormented by the eerie noises all night, really couldn't understand why she was encountering all kinds of strange things. Could it be that the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was at work?

You can't blame Umbridge for thinking this way. She has encountered too many unlucky things recently. Last night, for example, she remembered to close the window before going to sleep. However, when she woke up in the middle of the night, she found that the window was actually covered. The door opened, and what made Umbridge even more horrified was that terrible sounds kept coming from the window, scaring her so much that she couldn't sleep well all night. When she woke up in the morning, Umbridge came to the teacher's seat with thick dark circles under her eyes, and she could hardly maintain her usual fake smile.

The sky was gray and there were bursts of thunder, which seemed to indicate that something bad was about to happen.

Umbridge sat in her seat and looked at the things on the plate suspiciously. Ever since she had vomiting and diarrhea last time, she suspected that someone had added something to her food.

Of course, Umbridge didn't have any evidence, because everyone ate the same thing, and she was the only one with the problem.

At the teachers' table, the professors were chatting about the news of Albert's victory. Professor Flitwick's face was filled with an unconcealable smile, and he passed the photos of Albert's victory to other professors.

When Umbridge heard that the professors were going to make a photo album of Anderson's winning photos and put them in the Hogwarts trophy room to display Albert's brilliant achievements, her appetite became even worse. An urge to vomit.

"Is this really necessary?"

Umbridge felt it was very ridiculous. She carefully tasted the food on the plate and swallowed it after making sure there was nothing unusual.

Last time she vomited and had a stomachache, Umbridge was sure there was something wrong with what she was eating.

If something goes wrong next time she eats it, she must keep the food and have it tested to see if someone has poisoned her food.

If she caught the guy who poisoned him, she would have to fire him herself, break his wand, and put him in Azkaban.

Just when Umbridge was thinking about it, there was a sudden noise below. A bunch of students gathered around the long Gryffindor table, and they didn't know what they were discussing.

When Umbridge was about to go over and see what was going on, Professor McGonagall interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh, by the way, Anderson asked me to ask you a while ago if you would like to be made into a wizard card." Professor McGonagall asked when Umbridge stood up.

"What?"

Umbridge looked at Professor McGonagall warily, as the two sides had not been very happy before.

"A card game very popular at Hogwarts."

With that said, Professor McGonagall took out a very delicate card from the pocket of her robe, handed it to Umbridge and said, "That's probably what it looks like."

Umbridge looked at the delicate card suspiciously. On it, Professor McGonagall was holding several books and a wand. In front of it was a goblet turned into an owl.

"I just heard that this year's Wizarding Card Competition has been advanced?" Professor Sprout said. She has a similar wizard card that she also likes.

After all, not many wizards can be printed on chocolate frog cards.

"Do you have one too?"

"The professors at Hogwarts basically agree." Professor Flitwick explained, "No one would miss such an opportunity, right?"

Before Umbridge could answer, more than a hundred owls suddenly flew into the hall, several of which flew towards the teacher's chair and threw a large package in front of Umbridge.

Among them, several owls fluttered their wings and landed on the dining table, squeezing each other, trying to be the first to hand over the envelope, and incidentally ruined Umbridge's breakfast.

The changes in the teacher's seat quickly attracted the attention of the students below.

Umbridge got the letter from the owl and when she opened one of the letters, something amazing happened.

The letter seemed to have a mouth. It actually started to scold Umbridge, saying how she had the nerve to serve as a professor at Hogwarts. By the way, it also scolded Dumbledore, thinking that the school and the Ministry of Magic were doing this. Irresponsible to the students of Hogwarts.

Of course, before Umbridge could finish reading the letter, she pulled out her wand with a dark face and burned the letter to ashes.

However, what made Umbridge even more angry was that there was a burst of warm applause from below.

When Umbridge was furious, she was horrified to find that the envelopes actually started to burn, like howler letters.

Of course, except for a certain letter from the Ministry of Magic. After Umbridge picked the letter out of the pile of envelopes, she waved her wand and tried to explode the burning letters.

The professors around him felt bad and moved to the side to avoid being innocently affected.

In fact, they're doing it right.

The letters exploded on the table with a bang, and a black smoke began to spread around, completely covering Umbridge.

The students who were having breakfast below were all stunned by this scene. They looked at the teachers' bench shrouded in black mist in shock. Even a few professors were whispering and gossiping about what had just happened.

The black mist quickly disappeared, and Umbridge reappeared in front of everyone. Only her yellow teeth and eyes were left on her round face, and the rest of her face was painted with a layer of pitch black. Brown hair has now turned into a fluffy afro.

"Her hairstyle is really unique." Shanna glanced at the people across from her in an incomprehensible way.

"It seems that Umbridge must have offended people very badly." Angelina looked very excited. Seeing Umbridge being unlucky recently has become a source of happiness for everyone.

There were murmurs in the hall, and everyone was discussing who was teasing Umbridge.

The professors looked at their colleagues with twitching eyelids and moved away from the dining table. The packages originally placed on the table were actually trembling slightly.

As long as you have some brains, you can guess that there must be nothing good in the package.

No professor was willing to try it himself. Umbridge's embarrassed appearance reminded them that these pranks were directed at the new professor.

The next moment, the package exploded directly into the sky with a "boom" sound, startling everyone in the hall.

People were horrified to find that a large number of toads were pouring out of the package.

Some of the toads actually jumped on Umbridge.

ah!

Umbridge's screams echoed through the air.

"These toads seem to like Umbridge!"

Albert looked at the toad jumping at his feet, raised his hand and turned it back to its original shape. It turned out to be a photo of a toad cut out from a newspaper.

At this moment, Umbridge was almost swamped by toads, but no one was willing to lend a helping hand to her.

Just when everyone thought the prank was about to end, Umbridge's voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "My name is Umbridge, and I am a pink toad!"

"My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

"My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

Umbridge's voice rang a full three times. As if to verify this sentence, Umbridge, who was drowned by the toad, suddenly disappeared with a "pop".

Where Umbridge had been standing, a pink toad suddenly appeared.

Everyone in the hall was shocked again. They had never thought that their beloved Professor Umbridge would turn into a pink toad in front of them.

Oh my God!

This thing is like a dream.

"It's so similar!"

I don't know who spoke, but there was a burst of agreement immediately.

"Whose idea was this? It's so great!"

"That guy is definitely a genius."

"Hurry up and take a picture. Whoever has a camera, hurry up and take a picture."

"puff!"

"Hahaha!"

"I can't help it anymore, hahaha!"

"It's so funny, hahaha!"

"No, let me laugh for a while first, hahahaha!

After someone started to take the lead in laughing, the others finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

The hall was suddenly filled with joyful laughter.

Looking at Umbridge who turned into a pink toad, Harry stuffed several sedatives into his mouth to prevent slips of the tongue, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising. Everyone could tell that Harry Potter was in a very bad mood. good.

As insiders, Ron and Hermione naturally knew what was going on with Umbridge. In order to prevent themselves from laughing, they suppressed their laughter until they felt uncomfortable.

Fred and George didn't have such worries. They reached out and slapped the table hard, laughing extremely evilly.

"Ah! I can't, I feel like I'm going to die from laughing." In the end, the two of them slumped down on the chairs, all weak and sore.

Not even the professors stopped her, and no professor took the initiative to help Umbridge remove the transformation spell.

If it weren't for the professor's seriousness, maybe the professors would also laugh.

Professor McGonagall's face twitched, as if he was hesitating to help dispel the magic, but Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout didn't seem to want anyone to interrupt the beautiful moment, and discussed with Professor McGonagall whether they should use detectors in the future. Check students' packages to make sure there is no danger before handing them over to students.

As for Professor Snape, when he saw the pink toad jumping towards him, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He resisted himself from taking out his wand and cast a stun spell on the pink toad in front of him.

Just when Snape raised his wand and was about to help Umbridge lift the transformation spell, he suddenly heard a soft "pop" sound, and the pink toad turned back into Umbridge's appearance.

only……

Umbridge's current posture is really... a bit eye-catching.

Seeing Umbridge in a leaping frog pose in front of him, Snape was startled and took several steps back, almost knocking over the chair behind him.

The other professors were also stunned by Umbridge's eye-catching gesture. They quickly covered their mouths with their hands to prevent themselves from laughing.

The students were not as reserved as the professors. After seeing Umbridge performing a leapfrog pose in front of Snape, they burst out laughing, and a burst of cheerful laughter echoed in the hall.

After being tortured so hard, Umbridge suddenly rolled her eyes, fell into a pile of toads, and fainted.

"you……"

The muscles on Snape's face twitched wildly, and finally Professor Flitwick waved his wand to summon a stretcher, put Umbridge on the stretcher, and sent Umbridge to the school hospital for treatment by Madam Pomfrey.

However, the professors all felt that what Umbridge needed was not physical treatment, but psychological treatment.

The professors were also whispering about what had just happened. They were also curious about who was causing trouble for Umbridge.

It is not common for wizards to be able to arrange things clearly for Umbridge to this extent.

"Ahem."

Professor McGonagall coughed lightly and motioned for everyone to help clean up the mess.

Just when Professor McGonagall was about to wave her magic wand and catch the toads, she heard a series of popping sounds, and the group of toads on the ground turned into photos cut out from newspapers.

However, this photo was divided into three. In addition to the photo of Umbridge with a leaping frog, there were also photos of a pink toad and a photo of Umbridge as a black man.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the photos on the ground were flying everywhere.

After discovering the wonderful things in those photos, many students picked up the photos for their collection.

This is definitely Umbridge’s dark history.

"No, I almost died from laughing!" Li Jordan appeared out of nowhere, distributed the photos he picked up from the ground to his friends around him, and said to everyone with a smile: "I'm sure this Things can keep people talking for years.”

"Not just for many years." Albert looked at the photo in his hand and said softly, "We should let all generations of students at Hogwarts remember Umbridge's heroic deeds."