"I just want to know if you have received my note informing you of the date and time of the investigation into your class......"

"I obviously got it, or I'd have asked you what you're doing in my classroom. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Professor McGonagall said unceremoniously.

Many of the students exchanged joyful glances, and this was Professor McGonagall.

Umbridge doesn't get any help from him, and it would be better if he turned her into a toad!

"Alright, today we're going to start learning the vanishing charm. The Vanishing Charm is a bit simpler than the summoning spell you usually practice when you reach the NE.w.Ts level, but it's still the hardest spell you'll 0.w.Ls come up with on the exam, we'......"

"Ahem, ahem. ”

"I don't understand," said Professor McGonagall angrily at Umbridge, "how can you understand my usual teaching methods if you keep interrupting me? ”

Umbridge looked like she had been slapped in the face, and instead of speaking, she straightened the parchment on her clipboard and scribbled in annoyance, writing so hard that everyone heard the tip of the quill scratch.

Professor McGonagall looked indifferent and said to the class again, "As I said, we are going to practice the vanishing spell in this class, this spell will become more and more complex with the animals that need to disappear, and as the first lesson, we will only use snails, which are invertebrates, and it is not very challenging. Alright, please line up to come to me to get the snails. ”

"She's also taught me and Evan not to lose our temper with Umbridge!" Harry said to Ron in a low voice.

A few minutes later, each of them was assigned a snail, and Professor McGonagall explained the spell in detail.

Harry found the Vanishing Charm to be a terrible thing, and by the end of the Transfiguration class, no one in the class had made the practice snails disappear, with the exception of Hermione, who had just made her snail disappear after the third attempt.

As a result, Professor McGonagall has earned a very strong reward for Gryffindor House. She was the only one who didn't have to do homework, and everyone else had to practice the spell overnight, ready to try it on the snails in the next Transfiguration class.

Umbridge sat in the corner and jotted down the clipboard, and when Professor McGonagall finally told the class to pack up and get out of class, she stood up, her face frightening, and walked to the podium.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron glanced at each other, deliberately staying at the back to eavesdrop.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" asked Umbridge.

"By December of this year, it will be thirty-nine years old. Professor McGonagall replied stiffly, shutting the bag with a thud.

"Very good!" she said, "and you will receive the results of your investigation within ten days." ”

"I can't wait. Professor McGonagall said in a tone of utter indifference, striding towards the door, "Hurry up, you three. ”

She spoke, shoving Harry, Ron, and Hermione forward.

Harry couldn't help but smile faintly at her, and was sure Professor McGonagall smiled at him as well.

Evan didn't find the evidence he needed in Umbridge's office, but he felt he could have visited the place more.

He took the black quill back to the common room and studied it briefly.

It was magic he hadn't been exposed to before, and the magic reaction on the quill was unfamiliar, and there was no progress until Colin called him to take a divination lesson.

Feeling that he needed a little help, Evan prepared to write a letter to Lavier asking about the principles of this witchcraft.

When he arrived at the dimly lit divination classroom, he was still thinking about it.

Professor Trelawney looked the same as before, like a large glittering dragonfly.

"Hello classmates!" she said in her usual murky, dreamlike voice, "welcome back to your divination class, and of course I've been watching your fate very carefully throughout the summer, and I'm glad to see you all return to Hogwarts safe and sound." Because, I know you'll all be back. This semester, I will study with you the stars, the movements of the planets and the mysterious signs they show, only ......"

She stopped suddenly, and following her line of sight, everyone turned their heads to see Umbridge emerge from the trapdoor on the floor with a deliberate smirk on her face, and the chattering in the classroom was instantly quiet.

"Professor Trelawney!" said Umbridge, with a smile on his face, "I'm sure you've received a notice from me to check the time and date of your class." ”

He didn't seem to notice that Evan had broken into her office, and he didn't even look at him.

Evan remembered seeing Fudge's reply in Umbridge's desk, asking her to use her as a senior investigator to get rid of a professor as soon as possible, and if there was anyone in the school who had the best chance of doing so, it was Professor Trelawney.

Before entering the state of true prophecy, she was an old liar, and she was still not very convincing.

Completely the worst professor in the school, you don't have to spend time on evaluation, as long as you are not blind, you can see it.

Evan hoped that Professor Trelawney would behave better and not give Umbridge a handle.

"I know!" Professor Trelawney nodded with a straight face, looking displeased, and continued in her ethereal voice, "The movement of the planets and the mysterious signs they reveal can only be ...... by those who know the rules of the Skyrim Dance."

"Ahem, ahem!" Umbridge interrupted, she didn't have much to say about Professor Trelawney.

"I'm sorry, can I have a few words with you before the class starts? You know, I don't have a lot of time to stay here forever!" Umbridge said, getting up from his chair.

Obviously, rejecting her outright was the best option, but Professor Trelawney just nodded in exasperation.

"Very well, how long have you been in this position, exactly?"

Professor Trelawney glared at her fiercely, crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders, as if trying to protect herself as much as possible from this crude and rude investigation, and she paused slightly, as if to conclude that the question was not so abrupt that she had no reason to ignore it, and said in a very angry tone, "Almost sixteen years. ”

"It's not a short time, sixteen ......years," Professor Umbridge said, scribbling a few more notes on her clipboard, "So, Professor Dumbledore appointed you after he became Headmaster?"

"That's right. Professor Trelawney said crisply.

"Oh!" Professor Umbridge made a few strokes, "I heard that you are the great-great-granddaughter of the famous prophet Kassandra Trelawney?"

Kassandra Trelawney is a very well-known soothsayer and occultist in the history of magic, whose ancestors are said to be prophets, active in the late Middle Ages and early Renaissance, and was one of the most famous prophets in all of Europe at that time, along with Nocha Danmas in France.

She single-handedly dismantled the once powerful Pharaohs and reorganized the current Ministry of Magic, a famous prophecy that has been mentioned repeatedly in the history of magic.

In addition, she predicted when the end of the world would come......