When Professor Dolores Umbridge returned to his office, the expression on his face felt like he had eaten.

"Anything else, Patrick?" her lips quivered, and she asked coldly.

Jon wasn't unobservant, and quickly nodded and said, "It's okay, Professor Umbridge...... Why don't I go back first?"

Umbridge didn't answer, her eyes fixed on the wall covered with cat plates.

Jon stepped back cautiously and retreated to the doorway, "Farewell, Professor Umbridge." ”

Fleeing Umbridge's office in a panic, Jon apparently noticed the appearance of the Hogwarts High Inquisitor...... He didn't want to be shocked by the aftermath of the other party's anger.

One last look after leaving here, Jon noticed that Umbridge was packing his things...... She had all her papers, luggage, and cat trays in her suitcase with a wand......

"That's miserable!" Jon spoiled.

......

Professor Newt Scamander has moved to the Defence Against the Dark Arts section office on the fourth floor.

Umbridge, who moved out, was going to find a classroom or office in the castle and live in it first...... But Professor Minerva-McGonagall regretfully told her that every office or classroom in the castle had its purpose, and that there was no way to vacate an empty room anytime soon.

The moment Professor McGonagall refused, the expression on Umbridge's face looked like he could turn his back on it at any moment.

In the end, poor Professor Umbridge had to learn from the previous Mad Eye Moody and set up a tent outside the castle.

Of course, there aren't many compassionate students like Jon at Hogwarts.

Most of the students secretly made fun of Umbridge behind their backs.

The Weasley brothers of Gryffindor and Lee Jordan even secretly threw a few large dung eggs into Umbridge's tent - and the scene was too beautiful to watch......

......

The course taught by Newt Scamander, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, was naturally very popular.

It's a pity that Jon's next Defence Against the Dark Arts class is on Friday, two days later.

But on Thursday morning, there was a lesson on protecting magical beasts.

Most of the students are still looking forward to the return of Professor Rubeus-Hagrid...... After all, they've had enough, and Umbridge used to teach them how to deal with werewolves, centaurs, fishmen, and other orcs in every class, just like a repeater.

On Thursday morning, Hogwarts had its first light snow of the term, and the castle was white.

Jon and the others were all tightly wrapped, and after more than two months, they were once again near Hagrid's hut.

The Gryffindor students came a little earlier than they did.

Students like Ginny Weasley, who had a good relationship with Hagrid, had a worried look on their faces...... Apparently, they feared that Umbridge, who was already angry, would turn his anger on Hagrid.

After all, the High Inquisitor at Hogwarts had never concealed his dislike and discrimination against a half-blood giant like Hagrid.

However, to everyone's surprise, Dolores Umbridge did not show up in class for the Conservation of Magical Beasts class until the class bell rang.

......

As the bell rang, Jon saw the big Professor Hagrid, carrying several large cardboard boxes, walking towards him, his obnoxious hound "Tooth Tooth" barking softly after him.

"Come here...... Come and see!" Hagrid said with an enthusiastic expression.

Despite the enthusiasm, Hagrid seemed to be in a worse state than he had been yesterday morning.

His hair was messy and bloodied, his left eye was swollen and blue and purple, and his face and hands were scarred and bleeding. In addition, he was very careful in his movements, and it was very likely that he would break a rib in this way......

"What's wrong with you, Hagrid?" asked Ginny Weasley with a look of concern.

"Nothing...... Falling...... I stumbled last night...... "Hagrid diverted the subject: "The content of today's lesson is very, very interesting...... Come and have a look!"

Jon walked in and looked closer into the box, only to see that there were a lot of fluffy black creatures inside: they had long snouts, and their front paws were flat, like shovels, very strange.

These mole-like, fluffy little creatures looked up and winked at the class, and seemed a little confused in the face of so many people's attention.

"These are ......," Hagrid seemed pleased with their curious expressions.

"It's sniffing!" Astoria exclaimed in surprise, "Professor Hagrid, where did you get that?"

"Hey...... Not me. Hagrid smiled and touched his head: "Professor Scamander raised him, he asked me to take care of the little ones for him, and then I asked him if he could bring it to class for the students to learn, and Professor Scamander agreed to me......"

"They're usually found in the mines, and they like shiny things...... Hagrid continued.

Jon heard Astoria whisper to Selwyn over there, "Sniff is very, very rare magical creatures, I didn't expect to see them in class." ”

Tiffany Selwyn glanced at the mole-like little ones in the cardboard box with some contempt.

Then, a sniffer suddenly jumped up, and it looked like it was trying to bite off the watch on Selwyn's wrist, and Selwyn screamed in terror and backed away.

"However, this also means that they are likely to wreak havoc if left unattended indoors, but overall, sniffing is not harmful, and they are very gentle magical creatures......"

"If you want to get close and sniff, you'll have to get rid of all the shiny things on your body......"

Some of the bold students are already taking off their bracelets, watches, or necklaces and other accessories and are starting to get close to the sniffers.

Jon thought for a moment, glanced at the iron ring in his hand again, and decided to take a few steps back.

It would be embarrassing if a sniffer swallowed his iron ring.

......

While the other students watched and sniffed, Hagrid strode over to Jon.

"Hey, boy, have we seen each other in Beauxbatons!" Hagrid hurriedly asked, "What's your name?"

"Yes, Professor Hagrid, my name is Patrick and Christopher-Patrick!" Jon said quickly.

"I didn't expect you to come to Hogwarts, Patrick, it's amazing!" Hagrid patted Jon on the shoulder enthusiastically, almost slapping half of Jon's body into the snow......

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