Hogwarts Reading Days

Not long after Umbridge promulgated the new education order, new rumors spread in the school that their divination professor Trelawney was actually detained in school for observation.

Many students were very surprised that the old crooks were placed on probation rather than expelled outright.

Some people say that Umbridge is afraid that Professor Trelawney's prophecy will come true, so he tries to decipher the prophecy in this way. Some people say that Umbridge has not found a divination professor who can replace Trelawney.

Anyway, their Divination professor is still at Hogwarts temporarily.

As soon as the news spread in the school, some students questioned Trelawney's prophecy, thinking that the original prophecy was indeed a trick used by an old liar to avoid being expelled.

However, Professor Trelawney didn't seem to care about these things, and still taught the students on his own, completely unaffected by outside gossip.

Ok!

It is obviously false to say that Professor Trelawney is not affected. Her mentality is a little broken. Fortunately, there are tranquilizers to help stabilize her emotions, so that she can always keep calm in front of the students.

"Umbridge hasn't found the right man yet."

In the divination class, Trelawney did not shy away from mentioning that she was detained for observation, and said to everyone in an extremely flat tone, "You may not know that the British wizarding community is good at divination, and it meets the requirements of the Ministry of Magic. They don’t have any required wizards, and they can’t just find a wizard who doesn’t understand divination to give you a divination class, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will become a laughing stock, even though the Ministry of Magic is almost becoming a laughing stock now.”

"Professor, who do you think will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"It's not human anyway." Professor Trelawney didn't want to mention it, she hated centaurs.

"A ghost?"

"No, you will know later."

"Maybe a vampire will come."

"A few days ago, I saw the new education order again. I heard that Umbridge successfully prevented Dumbledore from forming his army with the help of that thing." Professor Trelawney opened the "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" and looked at the corner. Harry Potter, who was snickering to Ron, said: "Don't laugh at Potter, you won't be able to laugh soon."

"What?" Harry was a little dazed, not understanding why he was lying on the gun.

"You'll be suspended soon," Trelawney said, looking away. "Turn to page 32."

"Professor, do you predict that Porter will be suspended?" Parvati Patil asked curiously.

"Prophecy, sort of." Professor Trelawney said casually: "As we all know, Harry Potter is notorious in the British Ministry of Magic, second only to your Headmaster Dumbledore, and now Umbridge has made a The new education order, it means that the guy is going to use that education order to do something, and the Quidditch match is approaching recently, as long as these things are combined, it is not difficult to guess who Umbridge wants to target. So Potter, you have to be careful gone."

The students in the divination classroom all started whispering, feeling that what the old liar said made sense, and all looked sideways at Harry, as if Harry would really be suspended by Umbridge.

"Okay, turn to page 32 of the "Guide to Interpreting Dreams", we..." Professor Trelawney began to give a divination lesson to everyone.

During lunch, Hermione frowned and asked when Harry and Ron mentioned what happened in the divination class, "Is that what the old liar said?"

"Yes, she did say that." Harry bit the sandwich in his hand, looked at the somewhat abnormal Hermione, and asked puzzledly, "Is there any problem, Hermione?"

"Didn't you say she was an old liar?" Ron was also very different. He also thought that Hermione would dismiss Trelawney's prophecy.

"No, it's different now." Hermione put down the slice of bread, she always felt that someone was playing tricks on the old liar's side, at least at the moment her behavior was too abnormal.

"Something's different." Harry thought Hermione might know something.

To be honest, he was actually very annoyed by this kind of thing, and always kept one by one intentionally secretive. I really didn't know what they were thinking.

"I remember you hating her," muttered Ron.

"I just think she's a real liar." Hermione really didn't like Trelawney.

"Albert admits that she has prophetic powers," Harry reminded.If he hadn't personally experienced Professor Trelawney's prophecy, Harry would not have believed it.

"Albert is also good at lying." Hermione quickly wiped out the slice of bread covered with blueberry jam in her hand.

"I don't think he likes to lie."

In Harry Potter's impression, Albert is not a person who likes to lie, because most of the time he would directly refuse instead of lying.

The only thing about the guy that Harry hated more than anything was that he was always cryptic.

"No, that's because you don't know which of his words is a lie."

Both Harry and Ron looked at Hermione in surprise, as if it was hard to imagine that Hermione would say what he just said.

"Because he seldom lies, you don't even know if he's lying." Hermione made herself some boiled potatoes, and after noticing Harry and Ron's eyes, she explained, "Don't do that." Look at me, that's not what I said."

"What's wrong with you, Angelina?" Harry looked at Angelina who was coming with a gloomy face.

"The application to reorganize the Quidditch team is stuck, and Umbridge said she still has to consider it." Angelina said angrily: "Toad let the Slytherin Quidditch team continue to operate, but our application is still pending." To consider?"

"Perhaps, you can consider telling Toad that Potter isn't on the team, so I don't think she needs to think about it." Harry wasn't impressed that Umbridge would target the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Unexpectedly, that guy was targeting him a lot. Even though Harry had restrained himself, he was still an eyesore to some people.

Harry actually knew that Toad wanted to find a chance to expel him, break his wand, and drive him out of Hogwarts.However, since Dumbledore was still there, she really couldn't find a suitable reason.

"I've already gone to Professor McGonagall." Angelina comforted, "The professor said she will take care of it."

"I dare say Professor McGonagall can't convince Umbridge unless she makes Dumbledore..." Harry's gaze met someone in the distance who turned him off, and he looked away in disgust.

"It seems that the Gryffindor team can't continue activities." Malfoy raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and deliberately raised his voice to let everyone hear clearly, "Umbridge asked the Slytherin Quidditch team to continue activities, no Any obstacles, because she knows my dad very well, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team is probably going to be disbanded."

"You're disgusting," Angelina said sharply, glancing at Malfoy.

"You shouldn't pay attention to him, it's just Mr. Ferret's impotent rage." Harry took out a bottle from his pocket, poured himself a tranquilizer and threw it into his mouth. After swallowing, he looked at Malfoy with contempt , "Those bastards in the Slytherin team have never beaten us on the Quidditch pitch, so they have to figure out something else now, am I right, Mr. bum."

"how dare you……"

Malfoy's eyes were fixed on Harry, with a malevolent gleam in his pupils.

"According to my limited recollection, the Slytherin Quidditch team has not won against the Gryffindor team since I entered school." Harry turned his head and asked Ron beside him: "I should remember correctly Bar?"

"No." Ron couldn't help but burst out laughing, "If you don't tell me, I really didn't notice that only trash can helplessly say that he is not trash."

"What are you talking about Weasley?" Malfoy glared at Ron.

Gu Yan</span> "Don't be angry, Ron is just telling the truth, it seems that you accidentally poked your pain point." Harry patted Ron's shoulder and said, "Let's stop provoking him, you see Mr. Trash is about to bury his face in his ass in shame."

Hahaha!

A series of laughter sounded on the long table of Gryffindor.

"I'm even more curious about how he buried his face in his ass."

"Harry, let's go."

Hermione reminded Harry that enough is enough, it is easy to lose out against Slytherin now, Umbridge can't wait to catch Harry.

"Goodbye trash."

Ron wiped out the food on his plate and walked away with Harry and Hermione.

Malfoy looked at the back of the three leaving, with hatred in his eyes.Goyle and Crabbe beside them both clenched their fists and walked out of the hall with Malfoy, preparing to give Harry a hard lesson.

As soon as he entered the hall, Malfoy drew his wand and jinxed Potter.

However, Malfoy's sneak attack was unsuccessful, and the wall next to him was overturned and a hole was blasted by the spell.

The slight explosion instantly attracted the attention of other students around.

"what!"

When Harry heard the voice and turned his head, he saw Malfoy holding his wand, subconsciously pulled out his wand to prevent Malfoy's sneak attack.

"Magic is forbidden in the corridors, I remember you are a Slytherin prefect."

A familiar voice sounded in the foyer, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Albert walking towards this side with a blank expression.

"Put away your wand and come with me to see Snape." Albert frowned, and said to the students watching the excitement around him, "Don't crowd here, they're all scattered."

"Didn't you hear me, put away your wand, and you Potter, don't let me see anyone using jinxes in the castle indiscriminately." Albert gave Malfoy a hard look, "Need me to catch you!" with you?"

"No need." Malfoy stared at Albert tremblingly, his lips trembling, he didn't know what to mutter.

"If you want to curse me to death, I suggest you speak louder, I didn't hear clearly." Albert's calm words elicited a burst of laughter.

"Who knows where Snape is?"

"Professor Snape is eating in the hall," Hermione reminded.

"Remember, don't make trouble for me. Even if you want to make trouble, don't do it under my nose." After Albert warned Harry and Ron, he was going to take Malfoy to find Snape in the hall.

"What are you doing here?"

Umbridge's voice came from the end of the corridor, Malfoy seemed to hear the voice of the savior, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and stared at Albert with hatred.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Umbridge walking towards him with a smirk on his face.

Disgust was on people's faces, they knew Malfoy would get away with it.

"Mr. Malfoy was using jinxes indiscriminately in the corridor, and I was planning to take him to find Snape." Albert said calmly, looking at the toad with a smirk on his face.

"Mr. Anderson, according to education..." Umbridge hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

"The ground is very slippery in this kind of weather, so walk slowly." Albert looked at the fainted Umbridge, and shook his head, "It's the first time I've seen you knock yourself out, who can help me?" Take her to the school hospital."

As he said that, Albert took out his wand from his pocket, waved it lightly, conjured up a stretcher out of thin air, put Umbridge who fell unconscious on it, looked around at the stunned onlookers, and said to Ron and Hermione Said: "You help me take her to the school hospital."

"Us?" Ron asked, pointing at himself blankly.

"Of course it's you. You are the prefects here. If you don't go, who will?"

"It's enough, I can knock myself out even after walking, and they all like to cause trouble for me." Albert turned to look at Malfoy, who was also stunned, "Let's go, how long do you want to stand here?" .”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Albert led Malfoy towards the teachers' bench.

"Albert, what's the matter?" Professor McGonagall put down his knife and fork, looking at Albert and Malfoy behind him.

"I'm looking for Snape." Albert nodded slightly to Professor McGonagall, and said to the Potions Professor, "We'd better find a place to talk."

Snape glanced at Malfoy, then at Albert, his face gradually darkened, and he swallowed back the original "that sentence is fine here".

Under everyone's gaze, the three walked into the compartment next to the hall.

"Tell me, what is it?" Snape said coldly, looking very dissatisfied with Albert's attitude.

"Mr. Malfoy used a jinx to attack Mr. Potter in the corridor." Albert ignored Snape's gloomy expression and said softly, "I remember he was a Slytherin prefect."

"Is what he said true, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape glared at Malfoy.

"Potter insulted me first," Malfoy gritted his teeth.

"I don't want to care about the messy things you have with Potter." Albert interrupted impatiently, "As a prefect, you take the lead in violating the rules and attacking students. This is an extremely bad thing."

"That's my student." Snape glared at Albert angrily, "Where..."

"I know," Albert interrupted rudely, ignoring the angry Snape, "That's why I brought him to you instead of Dumbledore."

"I don't care what punishment your dean gives you, just copy all the education orders that Umbridge posted outside ten times, and hand them over to me tomorrow. I hope this will help you get rid of this bad habit." Albert said indifferently Staring at Malfoy intently: "Don't forget, you don't want to know the consequences of forgetting."

"Are you threatening my students?" Snape's cheeks were almost completely contorted with anger, and Albert Anderson had completely dismissed him.

"If your prefect takes the lead in violating school rules and attacking students, I doubt he is a prefect, or a villain trying to imitate a dark wizard." Albert exuded an aura no weaker than Snape, "You know, I'm standing here talking to you about it, not outside. And I can see farther than you, know what he's going to do in the future, educate your students well, understand Severus Snape?"

"If you have a problem with me, go to Dumbledore and talk to me."