Chapter 282 280 Professor Umbridge

Feeney didn't notice the reluctance between him and Dumbledore when they said this.

Perhaps Dumbledore and Nico have long been his relatives and elders in Finny's heart.

Feeney only has one class in the afternoon today, and coincidentally it is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the newly appointed Umbridge. Feeney, who knows the original story, naturally knows what Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class is like. , so I didn’t have any illusions,

I don’t know if it’s because God is saddened by the separation between people.

After Sirius and Hagrid left Hogwarts, it began to drizzle, and it tended to get heavier and turn into a heavy rain.

The little wizards gathered in twos and threes in the corridor next to the courtyard, raising the collars of their robes and wearing scarves to resist the cold wind in November. At the same time, they talked about their academic problems and new insights. Of course, the biggest The main topics of conversation were Dumbledore's declaration the night before, the return of the mysterious man, and the attitude of their parents.

When Feeney walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium, still wearing the fluffy pink cardigan from the night before and the black velvet sweater on her head. The bow is like a large mosquito landing on a pink toad.

The little wizards who had this class today all walked in, but no one made any sound. In the past two months, Umbridge had been in the classes of various subjects at Hogwarts as the senior investigator of Hogwarts. The performance is obvious to all, so the little wizards can fully imagine how strict and unreasonable she is in discipline in her classroom.

"Good afternoon, classmates."

When everyone sat down, Umbridge was the first to speak,

However, her greetings were obviously ineffective. Only a few little wizards muttered in reply,

"good afternoon."

Most of them chose to remain silent, watching Umbridge's next reaction and the development of the matter.

"Tsk, tsk."

Umbridge was obviously not very satisfied with this situation;

"That's not okay, is it? I want you to answer this. Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge, so please do it again, good afternoon, classmates!"

Her voice was still sharp and greasy, full of affectation, but out of respect for the professor, the little wizards still answered according to her instructions,

"Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."

After hearing the answer she wanted, Umbridge laughed happily and continued in her tinny voice,

"That's not hard, isn't it? Please put away your wands and get out your quills."

Even Finny, who knew what would happen, couldn't help but frowned when he heard this. Not to mention, the little wizards who didn't know what would happen all showed doubts and confusion. Depressed mood.

The little wizards put away their wands, stuffed them into their robes, put them into wand protective cases, or put them into their schoolbags, and then took out their quills, ink and parchment.

Umbridge then tapped hard on the blackboard with her short and thick wand, and two lines of words appeared on it:

Defense Against the Dark Arts course,

Back to basics.

"Students, your teaching of this course has always been intermittent and unsystematic,"

Umbridge turned to face the little wizards with a proud expression, crossed her hands and fingers on her chest,

"Teachers are constantly changing, and many of them do not seem to be teaching in accordance with the curriculum standards approved by the Ministry of Magic. This makes you unfortunately far from the level you should achieve in your fourth year, especially when your O.W.L year next year will be even more difficult. under urgent circumstances.”

"However, you will be happy to know that these problems will be corrected. This year, we will be studying a carefully planned, theory-centered, Defense of Magic course approved by the Ministry of Magic. Please copy these words Come on."

As she spoke, she tapped the blackboard again, and the original two lines of words on it changed again, replaced by something called course objectives.

1. Understand the basic principles of magic defense

2. Learn to identify situations where magical defense can be used legally

3. Evaluate Defense Against Magic in the context of its actual use.

Immediately, the classroom was filled with the rustling sound caused by the friction of the quill writing on the parchment. Two or three minutes later, when every student copied down the three course objectives required by Umbridge, she continued,

"Does every classmate have a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "Theory of Magical Defense" by his side?"

Immediately, there was another murmur of affirmation in the classroom. The little wizards' respective answers caused a commotion in the classroom, so Umbridge spoke again,

"I think we should do it again. When I ask you a question, the answer I want to get is: yes, Professor Umbridge, or no, Professor Umbridge. Again, no? Every student has a copy of Wilbert Slinka's "Theory of Magical Defense"?

"Yes, Professor Umbridge,"

Even though they were helpless, the little wizards still answered according to her request,

"Very good, now let's turn the book to the fifth page and read the first chapter of the Basic Principles of Getting Started. Remember not to whisper while reading."

With that said, she left the blackboard, came to the chair behind the podium and sat down, staring at everyone with her two big eyes with droopy eyelids.

Feeney frowned. Sure enough, Umbridge's class was more rigid and boring than he imagined.

However, this is okay, the respective reading environment gave him enough freedom,

Thinking of this, Feeney gently tapped the "Magic Defense Theory" in front of him with his gloved left hand.

When I opened it again, it was no longer the content of the book "Magical Defense Theory" but one of the alchemy notes Nico left for Finny.

Unlike other young wizards who read boring textbooks, Feeney read with gusto, nodding from time to time, affirming the theories Nico left behind, and making hypotheses and virtual experiments in his mind.

A few minutes passed, and the classroom was still silent, but many little wizards had begun to wander away, absentmindedly playing with the objects around them.

Different from the original work, Finny and the others do not have a kind and silly little wizard like Hermione in this school year. No one will take the initiative to provoke a professor who is obviously intervening in Hogwarts on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, let alone oppose it. Her teaching style,

The wizards of Slytherin have rich enough families. Even if they don't learn anything at Hogwarts, they can still get enough education and training from their families. As for Hufflepuff, who attends classes with Finny and the others, They don't care, they really don't care. The future plans of these little badgers are not in the direction of combat. For them, the content of the Defense Against Dark Arts course is very good for them. If they can't learn it, it's not a loss.

Therefore, such a boring environment was maintained in harmony. It was not until the bell rang that Umbridge stood up again and announced that the get out of class was over.

Feeney put the quill, ink, parchment, and books in front of him into his schoolbag, and was about to leave the classroom, but was stopped by Umbridge.

"Mr. Black, wait a minute."

Finny turned back to Umbridge and asked,

"Professor Umbridge, what's wrong?"

Umbridge asked in a seductive and casual voice,

"Oh, it's nothing. I just want to know why your brother, Mr. Sirius Black, resigned from the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Finny shrugged, smiled at Umbridge and said,

"Professor, he is my brother, not I am his brother. There is no need to tell me from what angle he came to the conclusion. However, I think he may be because of the position of Professor of Defense Against Dark Arts. A curse, it’s very possible, isn’t it?”

Umbridge's face suddenly turned ugly. Officials from the Ministry of Magic did not believe that an ordinary position had any curse. In their view, Hogwarts changed its Defense Against the Dark Arts professor every year. It's just because of some of Dumbledore's conspiracies.

"Mr. Black, I'm talking to you about business, please don't make jokes!"

Feeney shrugged and said,

"Professor, didn't you tell the joke first? Whether or not Sirius will resign, how he resigns, and why he resigns is not what you should care about, right? Or, it's not you who cares but Fudge's?"

"You should have said Secretary Fudge!"

"That's your minister, not mine!"

Feeney refuted Umbridge's words without hesitation,

"I am different from other little wizards. After graduating from Hogwarts, I will directly enter the Presbyterian Church. Oh, Professor, do you know the Presbyterian Church? It is the Presbyterian Church where the Selwyn family belongs!"

When Finney said this, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile was a kind of mockery for the witch in front of him who had a little inferiority and always used his own voice and posture to demonstrate. Smile.

"Mr. Black, I'm going to put you in confinement!"

Feeney shrugged and said with a smile,

"Professor Umbridge, please understand that I have not violated any Hogwarts school rules. Isn't your Ministry of Magic the most concerned with written rules? If you confine me without reason, then you are denying your ministerial order." I will definitely tell Fudge about this."

"It's Minister Fudge!"

"It doesn't matter. Is there anything else, Professor Umbridge?"

In the end, Umbridge let Finny go. Just as Finny said, the Ministry of Magic had no deterrent effect on Finny, and Finny's actions were still within the rules. This made Umbridge Richie couldn't even attack him if he wanted to. This situation made the toad very angry.

Unlike Finny and the others, Harry and the others encountered some trouble in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It was caused by Hermione, a clever little girl. Harry caused minor troubles. The final result was that both Harry and Hermione was imprisoned,

When Feeney got the news, everything became a foregone conclusion, which made Feeney very confused. To be honest, he was not surprised that Harry would be detained. After all, Harry's temper was, how should I put it, brave? , which is sometimes called having no brains. Doing things without using your brain, doing things according to your temper, without caring about the results.

But that's not the case with Hermione. Feeney didn't believe that Hermione wouldn't be able to hear that Umbridge represented the Ministry of Magic's interference in Hogwarts when school started. Two months had passed, even if Hermione was If she didn't understand, she would understand now. Under such circumstances, she would not be stupid enough to cause such a big trouble. Therefore, Feeney finally came to the conclusion that Umbridge was targeting Hermione.

But what's the reason? She can't just attack the people around her because she doesn't give her face, right?

A few days later, Feeney confirmed his idea. Draco and Astoria were punished by Umbridge one after another. Point deductions were certain, and Astoria was even placed in solitary confinement.

Thinking of Umbridge's confinement in the original book, Finny became a little worried about Astoria, so he found Astoria who was reading in the library.

"Lea, please come out. I have something to ask you."

Finny said to Astoria, and then led the little girl to the blanket in the corridor on the eighth floor.

After thinking about her bedroom in her mind and walking in front of the blanket three times, Finilla opened the door to the Room of Requirement and walked in with Astoria.

"What's the matter, Feeney? You're in such a hurry to see me."

Astoria asked Finny as soon as she came in,

Finny turned around and stared into Astoria's eyes without saying a word.

After a moment, Astoria twisted her head unnaturally to avoid Fini's sight, and her white and slightly baby face also turned a little rosy because of Fini's sight.

"What,,,,what's wrong,,,,,this,,,,,,look at me like this,"

Astoria was a little stumbling when speaking because she was shy.

Feeney asked,

"You were detained by Umbridge?"

Astoria nodded,

"Yes,,,,,yes,"

Feeney continued,

"do not go!"

“Why,,,,, why?”

"Umbridge is targeting me by confining you. She has nothing to do with me, so she will take action against you. Harry and Hermione are both in confinement. I don't know if you saw the tattoo on the back of Hermione's hand. scar,"

Astoria gritted her teeth and said,

"I,,,,I'm not afraid,,,,,I'm not afraid of pain!"

Finny frowned and said,

"Of course I know that you are not afraid of pain. You have endured the pain of burning your body. Umbridge's punishment is naturally just a drizzle to you. But, Leah, you have to know that your body is like a drizzle." It’s not optimistic, it will take time to recover completely,”