Chapter 242 Sacre

He picked them up casually and scanned the spines. "Catherine, Correspondence as an errand boy, The Experience of Barry Lyndon, The Virginian, Essays of Beating Around the Corner, Children of Troubled Times... Kate, there are 24 literary works here, and they are Muggle literature from the last century. What are you ordering by mail?"

"I'm suddenly very interested in Thackeray's works." Kate looked at Chen Bin expectantly, as if she expected him to like the author's works. At least, that's what Chen Bin saw.

"Thackeray?" He muttered the name several times, and then asked in confusion: "Who is more famous, him or Lockhart?"

Kate's expectant expression collapsed instantly. "Forget it, I'll take the books back to the office first, and we'll talk about it later."

Chen Bin saw her disappointed back, and felt helpless.

Kate has never been a literary youth, and Chen Bin doesn't like reading novels very much, but likes reading history and biographies. Now, Kate seems to want to share his hobbies with him, and Chen Bin began to struggle whether to cater to him?

Below the stage, Hermione's Daily Prophet was delivered to the long table, and the front-page news was - a large number of prisoners died tragically in Azkaban.

She spread the newspaper on the table and pointed to the ten black-and-white photos that filled the front page, the faces of nine wizards and one witch, and their evil deeds below. It was not that they were killed, but that only these ten people escaped.

The article mentioned that Voldemort's forces broke through the defenses of Azkaban and planned to rescue his subordinates trapped here. However, the great Minister of Magic had long known their plan and had already transferred the ten Death Eaters. The attackers could not save them, so they vented their hatred on the remaining prisoners.

Antonin Dolohov, a pale, twisted long-faced wizard, was accused of killing Gideon and Fabian Prewett.

"They are my uncle and aunt. It turns out that they were members of the Order of the Phoenix before we were born." Ron's face suddenly darkened when he saw this description.

The adjacent photo was of August Rookwood, a pockmarked man with greasy hair. He was accused of leaking Ministry secrets to Voldemort, but Harry's eyes were drawn to the witch - Bellatrix Lestrange. In the original destiny, she tortured the Longbottoms, causing them to be permanently disabled; now the crime announced was torturing a couple of Aurors whom Harry did not know.

Hermione had also heard the summary of the prophecy revealed by Harry, and of course knew that the report was not like the result of the original destiny. They should have been rescued by Voldemort, but the reality was that these ten people received the Dementor's Kiss at the end of last semester, which could be said to be brain dead, and even no soul was left.

This kind of confidential content can only be known by the highest level of the Ministry of Magic, but Dumbledore told Harry, and Harry told Hermione and Ron.

"Fudge saw through the trick of the mysterious man? If he really saw through it, would so many prisoners die?" Ron sneered after reading the news.

Hermione guessed: "The You-Know-Who couldn't detect this level of secrets, and still chose to rescue the Death Eaters in Azkaban according to the original destiny, and ended up falling into the trap set by Dumbledore."

"At least Fudge won't put the blame on Sirius for this incident." Harry said while eating bread.

Hermione continued to flip through the newspaper, and did not find any news that was different from the original destiny. Harry looked around the hall, but found that other students seemed to be panicking, which was not like the plot described in the prophecy!

He told the two of them his observations, and Ron answered first: "In the prophecy book, the students didn't believe that the man had been resurrected, so they were naturally not afraid, but now all of Europe is ready for war, it would be strange if the students didn't panic."

"You say, is this reaction a good thing or a bad thing?" Harry was confused again.

"It depends on what you are pursuing? Do you want to live in a false prosperity or a cruel reality?" Hermione was still reading with her head down, but her words choked Harry.

He looked at the staff table. Dumbledore was not talking to Professor McGonagall. Professor Sprout was concentrating on reading the headline. Professor Umbridge on the other side of the table was still drinking oatmeal porridge, glancing maliciously at Professor Dumbledore from time to time.

"It still happened." Hermione sighed and handed the newspaper to the two of them.

The text on page 10 was: Ministry of Magic staff died.

Ministry of Magic staff Broderick Bode died in a bed at St. Mungo's Hospital, and the cause of death was still strangled by a basin of devil's snare.

"Why did Dumbledore and Bin know this result, but still let it go?" Harry was immediately filled with surprise when he saw that the text was exactly the same as what was mentioned in the prophecy.

Ron hesitated, and finally said: "He works in the Department of Mysteries... Well, I think they should be following the guidance of the prophecy to lure that person to the Ministry of Magic to get that thing. If Mr. Bode is saved now, fate may be changed..."

"But this is too cruel..." Harry wanted to refute, but Hermione said first: "Harry, the prophet has no obligation to save anyone. If saving him causes the death of someone who is not dead in the original fate, will you condemn the prophet for interfering with fate?"

Harry was choked by Hermione again and could not refute.

He only cared about the people who were destined to die, but ignored that changing fate might cause a chain reaction, just as many people died every day in the current Muggle society because of the change of fate.

"Hermione, you've changed." Harry said suddenly.

Ron nodded in agreement.

"Is it useful to be a silly little girl? Can passion change the future?" Hermione was indifferent to the reactions of the two and took out the textbook to read.

Harry and Ron were also confused. Is the original Hermione really good? Is the current Hermione really too realistic? Or, are they still stuck in the thinking of fifth graders and can no longer catch up with Hermione's psychological age?

The two exchanged glances for a moment, but still got no results.

After leaving the hall, they met Hagrid. He did not follow Madame Maxime to find the giant, so there were no scars on his body. As for whether he had a half-brother, the three did not dare to ask.

"Hello?" he said happily.

"What makes you so happy, Hagrid?" Harry asked after him, and he walked heavily behind the students of Ravenclaw.

"Very good, very good," Hagrid said happily, "I passed the test and can continue to teach my class."

"Shouldn't you be on probation?" Ron asked loudly, and many students looked back curiously.

"What nonsense?" Hagrid was confused by the question and asked back, "Will Dumbledore approve of this result? No more chatting, I have to take care of the salamanders, goodbye."

Ron and Harry looked at each other, and their fate changed unconsciously. However, annoying things don't necessarily change.

The next morning, Hermione, Harry and Ron met McGonagall, Flitwick and Sprout gathered outside the "Charms" classroom.

"Umbridge has introduced a new education order." Hermione said.

Harry smiled bitterly: "Education Order Article 26?"

A new notice was posted on the college's notice board:

Hogwarts Senior Inquisitor Order

Teachers are prohibited from providing students with any information unrelated to the subject they teach.

The above regulations comply with Article 26 of the Education Order

Signature:

Senior Investigator

Dolores Jane Umbridge

That same night, Harry saw blood on the back of Lee Jordan's hand. The reason was that this little expert in committing suicide pointed out to Umbridge today that according to the new law, she could not blame Fred and George for playing crackling cards in the back.

No matter how arrogant Umbridge is, her perverted law will not fall on Harry, Ron and Hermione. Ron is now studying "Charms" all day long, and even if he wants to do something illegal, he has no time; Hermione is based on the idea that if others don't offend me, I won't offend others, and it is Umbridge's honor not to cause trouble; Harry is also trained and abused by the Aurors every day. Even if Umbridge wants to cause trouble for him, he will not be seen.

Hagrid was spared the outcome of being retained for probation, but Trelawney was not as lucky as him. Now in every class of "Divination", Umbridge will stay by her side and write something on the writing board.

Finally, today is the first class of Divination after Catalina returned from vacation.

Umbridge has not evaluated her yet, so this class has another pink witch with a writing board.

"Hem-Hem..." Umbridge walked into the room at the top of the tower when the bell rang, and said seriously: "Professor Namar, I think you have received my written notice. From this class, I will perform the job of teaching evaluation."

Harry and Ron sat in the front row and had been looking forward to this day. Hermione almost overturned this pink witch, so what about Catalina, the young lady of Namar?

She sat in the chair, nodded slightly to Umbridge, and said politely: "Come in, Madam Inquisitor."

Umbridge was slightly startled, obviously not expecting her to be so easy to talk to.

Harry and Ron saw the expression of the witch, and thought of Chen Bin's famous saying in their hearts: Too many people are too many people.

Umbridge summoned a chair as usual, sat behind the professor and held the writing board to prepare to write.

However, Katerina had been organizing the lesson plans on the table and had not started the lesson yet.

"Hem-Hem..." Umbridge looked at her watch, made a few strokes on the writing board, and reminded: "Professor Nama, your class should start."

"Start now, are you sure?" Kate looked at her watch and also wrote a few strokes on the paper on the table.

"I'm sure." Umbridge was a little impatient, and the students could hear it from her "girly voice".

Kate deliberately glanced around the classroom, tilted her head and said puzzledly: "But, I waited for five minutes, and I haven't seen a qualified "Divination" investigator come to my class."

"What do you mean by this?" Umbridge certainly understood her words, and her eyes became dangerous.