Harry Potter and the Old Ones

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"Tiera spoke so well!"

That night, when they walked out of the Room of Requirement in separate waves, Hermione was as excited as a little groundhog. If it wasn't because it was too late, she was afraid of disturbing the dormitory manager Fitch, and Hermione would have been eagerly pulling Ha at this time. Leigh and Ron discussed.

"Yes... that's a good point..." Ron said weakly, "but why leave us homework!"

"Forget about leaving homework, why leave us math homework?" Ron said hysterically. "Does he think we're not busy enough? Just dealing with Umbridge's copying homework is troublesome enough. With math, we probably won't even have time to sleep!"

"Didn't you listen to what Tiera said in class just now?" Hermione asked back, "The physical three-dimensional, length, width and height can be observed with the naked eye, but the magical three-dimensional, matter, spiritual and Spiritual dimensions are something we cannot observe, they are like oceans and we are like fish, we live in them, so we can only imagine their existence in their form, and mathematics—"

"Math is a tool that can regularize and visualize this kind of imagination." Ron interrupted in annoyance, "For Tierra's sake, I didn't get distracted in a class at all."

"But what about our transcription assignments?" said Ron.

"Tiella took that into consideration," said Harry. "Didn't he just teach us how to make an automatic copy pen? We just need to write all twenty-six letters and give it a book, and it That will help us get all the transcription work done."

"But only if we can do it!" Ron said desperately, "Look at those math formulas!"

"Stop complaining!" Harry patted Ron on the shoulder. "It's better than before, let's work together."

In the two weeks after that, Harry felt as though he was wearing a talisman on his chest, a warm secret propped him up through Umbridge's class, and even the toad was much more pleasing to the eye.

Led by Tierra, he and Dumbledore's Army resisted Umbridge right under Umbridge's nose, doing what she and the Ministry feared the most.

Whenever Umbridge asked to read Wilbert Slinka's book in her class, Harry would go to recall what Tiera's class was about, even when Umbridge wasn't around, ha Li also secretly calculates by pressing the scratch paper under the book—

Harry knew that the same was true of most of the rest of Dumbledore's Army classmates.

Although most of the classmates were quite critical of Tiera's teaching methods at the beginning, especially in terms of mathematical calculations.

But during the first Defence Against the Dark Arts practical class, when the little wizards who had completed the magic configuration were able to easily cast spells they had never practiced before, the voices of these murmurs became quieter. a lot.

As the learning process progressed, when Neville Longbottom used a perfect "handling weapon" spell, this criticism completely disappeared——

All of them began to complete the mathematical calculations that Tiera had arranged, completely voluntarily.

Of course, it's impossible for them to completely hide from Umbridge's eyes and ears with their operations involving a large number of people.

So Tiera used her authority a little—

Created a dream.

All theory classes will be taught in Dreamland.

At the same time, when they needed to take a practical class on Defense Against the Dark Arts, Tiera would open a door of space and send them in batches to the giant tapestry of Barnabas on the eighth floor.

Of course, with the intensive training of Dumbledore's Army, the Ministry of Magic is also stepping up the erosion of Dumbledore's forces——

The first is that after a conflict caused by a Quidditch match, Umbridge took the opportunity to announce "Education Order No. 25" -

The Senior Inquisitor shall henceforth have the highest authority over all matters of punishment, sanctions and disenfranchisement involving Hogwarts students, and to amend such punishments, sanctions and disenfranchisement by other faculty members.

Signed: Cornelius Fudge.

The reason is that after an extremely tragic Quidditch match, Slytherin Academy lost badly. Draco Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were angry, but they directly insulted Harry and Ron's parents——

"I've never seen such a stinky goalie, but he was born in a dumpster. Are you right, Potter?" Draco Malfoy shouted to goalie Ron after the loss.

"Ignore them." Angelina, the captain of the Gryffindor team, grabbed Harry and Ron and said, "They are just red-eyed after losing, the little **** who can't afford to lose—"

"You all live in pigsties, don't you, Ron?" Malfoy yelled again. "You like the Weasleys, don't you? They smell like Muggle pigsties like your mother. taste!"

After that, Harry rushed up with his broom.

Dolores Umbridge, who got the news, immediately rushed to McGonagall's office and showed McGonagall her proud "Education Order No. 25".

Umbridge still held the parchment education order in his hand, and looked at Harry Potter with a weird smile.

"So...because of Mr. Potter's misdeeds and the safety of the other students...I think I have to ban these two from playing Quidditch again." Her eyes moved back and forth between Harry and George.

Harry felt the Snitch struggling frantically in his hands.

"Forbid, forbid us?" His voice was strangely distant. "Again, again, play again?"

"Yes, Mr. Potter, I think a lifetime ban would be more appropriate," Umbridge said, smiling even more as he watched him struggle to understand her words. "You and Mr. Weasley. I think, for the sake of To be safe, this lad's twin brother should also be banned...if his teammates hadn't stopped him, I'm sure he would have attacked Mr. Malfoy as well. I'm going to confiscate their broomsticks and keep them safe with me in my office to make sure no one violates my ban. But I'm not being unreasonable, Professor McGonagall—"

She turned to Professor McGonagall, who was glaring at her like an ice sculpture. "The rest of the players can keep playing, I don't see them being violent. Well, good afternoon to you—"

"Please wait a moment, Ms. Umbridge—" At this time, Dumbledore's bell-like voice interrupted Dolores Umbridge's triumphant voice.

Dumbledore appeared in Professor McGonagall's office, and no one saw how he came in. Mingming Dolores Umbridge, and her gang all blocked the door one by one.

But Dumbledore just appeared, in the very center of McGonagall's office.

"Professor Dumbledore~www.NovelMTL.com~ I--" As soon as Harry saw Dumbledore appear, it was as if he had seen the backbone.

"Don't waste time, I already know." Tiera said while rubbing her eyebrows.

He had just been preparing for his next lecture on the theoretical knowledge of Defence Against the Dark Arts, when he saw Dolores Umbridge again holding a Cornelius Fudge-approved arrow.

So Tiera put down the lesson plan and hurried over.

Tiera waved—

"Education Order No. 25" was held in Tiera's hand, and then divided by two, "Education Order No. 25" became a pile of waste paper in Tiera's hands.

"Sorry, I didn't pass the Education Order No. 25." Tiera said calmly, then threw the waste paper in her hand to the ground.

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