"A handsome centaur. Andrew replied with a smile.

"You think so?" said Lavender in amazement.

"He's a handsome centaur indeed—" Parvati sighed.

This morning, Ferenze was going to give them their first lesson, and at breakfast, they talked about the teacher of their new divination class.

"I don't feel much about him, just Umbridge's domineering. Hermione said gloomily.

"It happened a little suddenly. "It was a result I didn't expect. ”

"You can't think of everything, Andrew. Hermione closed the newspaper and said, "I have a feeling that Umbridge is going to retaliate." ”

"I have the same hunch," Andrew took his last sip of porridge, "I'm going to class, Hermione." ”

Hermione picked up her bag, "It's time for me to go too." ”

"Oh, Andrew. Parvati said to Andrew, "Now we're in Room Eleven. ”。

Andrew exited the auditorium and led from the foyer through a corridor to Room Eleven on the first floor.

When Andrew walked into the classroom, he found that the classroom that was not used to be used was no longer as dark and dilapidated as before. The floor of the classroom was covered with soft moss, and the trees grew from underneath it, their branches covered with luxuriant foliage, fanning across the ceiling and windows, and soft, dappled green rays poured down through the room.

Harry and Ron had arrived first, and they were sitting on a rock,

"Hey, Andrew. You're a little late. When Andrew sat down next to them, Harry said.

At this time, Ferenze motioned for everyone to be quiet, and then he said, "Professor Dumbledore is very considerate and has arranged this classroom for us, simulating an environment that suits my habits. I'd prefer to teach you in the Forbidden Forest, which – until Monday – was my homestead – but that's no longer possible. ”

"Excuse me—uh—sir—" Parvati said, holding his breath, and raising his hand, "—why? We've been there with Hagrid, and we're not afraid!"

"It's not about your courage," Ferenze said, "it's about my situation." I can't go back to the Forbidden Forest. My community has banished me. ”

"Colony?" Lavender said confusedly, unable to pull her back immediately, "Are you the only one?"

"Does Hagrid feed you like a Thestrals?" asked Dean eagerly.

Ferencze turned his head to face Dean very slowly, and Dean seemed to realize immediately that he had just said something very rude.

"I'm not—I mean—I'm sorry. By the end, Dean was already in a whisper.

"Centaurs are not human servants or pets. Ferenze said calmly. There was silence for a while. Parvati raised his hand again.

"Excuse me, sir—why did the other centaurs banish you?"

"Because I agreed to work for Professor Dumbledore," Ferenzer said, "and they saw it as a betrayal of their fellow citizens." ”

"Let's get started. Ferenze said.

I have to say that Ferencze taught them about divination quite well, at least Andrew listened carefully to him and talked about some nonsense.

In the days to come, it will be clear to everyone that the .ls exam is coming. The fifth-graders were more or less stressed, and Hannah Abbott burst into tears during her herb class, whimpering that she was too stupid to deserve the test and wanted to leave the school now, only to be the first to receive a tranquilizer from Madam Pomfrey.

At the rally, Andrew saw that everyone's faces were tired, "I found that everyone was tired. Andrew said, ".ls exams as a result." ”

"Today we continue to practice the Patronus Charm. Andrew took out his wand, "I've found that many people can already use it successfully, but —-- Qiu, please demonstrate, it's what I explained to you today." ”

"Calling the gods to protect you!" said Akichao Andrew with a sweet smile.

A silver graceful swan flew out of Andrew's wand, and with a few graceful calls, it flew around the house twice before landing on Cho's shoulder.

"We're summoning Patronuses in a brightly lit classroom and not being threatened, which is a different story when dealing with things like Dementors. So it looks easy. This spell can do a lot of things, but we'll talk about it in more detail later, so let's get a feel for the patron saint of the next autumn first. ”

"How did you learn that?" asked one man.

"Learn the spell, then choose the best memory and cast the spell. Cho said.

Everyone surrounded Qiu curiously and looked at her patron saint, and Qiu answered everyone's questions one by one.

"Okay, now you can start practicing, memorizing the mantras, the gestures, I mean, practice first, don't expect too much. Andrew said with a smile.

"I'm creating a not-so-good environment," Andrew said, "I don't want people to think it's easy——— so I'd like to simulate the scenario here——— don't cry, guys, I'm just making the atmosphere a little more depressing, a little bit of exercise——— I hope you don't have nightmares at night." ”

So Andrew darkened the whole room, and from time to time there were one or two eerie, terrifying sounds.

Many people are not comfortable with such an environment, and many people who could have summoned entities can now only breathe out clouds of white mist.

"Think of something happy," Andrew said.

"It's scary!" said Lavender, puffs of silver gas spewing from the tip of her wand, "I can't think of anything to be happy about." She added in annoyance.

Neville wasn't on his hand either. He frowned intently, but only a few thin wisps of silver smoke emanated from the tip of his wand.

"You have to think about happy things. Harry reminded him on the side.

"I was thinking. Neville said worriedly. He thought desperately, his round face sparkling with sweat.

Ginny couldn't summon her patronus, so she could only stomp her feet angrily.

Suddenly, the door to the Room of Requirement opened and closed again.

It was Dobby, whose eyes widened in horror and was still shaking. Everyone in the room was staring at Dobby. The few Patronus summoned by the people faded into a silvery mist, and with a wave of his wand, the room returned to its brightness and the sound of the screams disappeared.

"They're coming. Dobby screamed, "They've found out about you, and they're coming soon."

"Who are they?" asked Harry.

"Isn't it obvious?" said Andrew, calmly, "it's the old toad." ”

Everyone froze all of a sudden, and they looked at Andrew in a daze, hoping that he would say something.

"Quiet," Andrew said calmly, though no one in the room spoke, "Dobby, where have they been?"

"Dobby doesn't know ———"

"It's clear that they're coming. Andrew said, looking at the gate being destroyed.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Andrew said calmly, "one of the leaders, I have an obligation to ensure your safe departure. ”

He looked around, ignoring the door that was about to break, "Our classes are coming to an end today, and in the days to come, I hope you can remember every word I taught you." ”

No one was worried about the ones who were about to break, everyone looked at Andrew and applauded.

"When the gate is broken, I'll give everyone ten seconds to leave. Andrew raised his wand and pointed at the door that had cracked a gap.

At this time, Hermione whispered to Andrew, "What are you going to do?"

Andrew chuckled, "Obviously, things can't end like this, remember ——— when you run later"

"I don't run. ”

"What stupid are you talking about? Do you think Umbridge can catch me? I just have something to do. Andrew said with a shrug.

"Can I not go?" Cho smiled and put his arm around Andrew's arm, his smile was extraordinarily bright, "Especially if I leave you alone, I can't do this kind of thing." Andrew smiled helplessly.

Finally, the unbearable door slammed open, and Umbridge's face appeared, but before she could see what was inside, a dazzling white light shone out, and this white light almost blinded her eyes.

Seeing everyone outside the door covering their eyes and lying on the ground moaning in pain, Andrew smiled at everyone behind him and said, "Okay everyone, finally, I wish you all a happy Easter ——— run." ”

They all rushed to the exit at once, rushing out in a crowded and orderly manner.

"What are you going to do?" Harry saw that Andrew and Hermione had no intention of running away.

"Run, Harry. Andrew said, "We'll be fine." ”

Harry hesitated for a moment, saw Andrew's confident eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and left.

When many people regain their eyesight, they find that only Andrew and Qiu are the only two people left in the house.

"What about the others?" Umbridge said, a little hysterically, looking at Andrew and Cho.

"Who?, Professor?" Andrew asked.

"You understand, the rest, the remnants of your organization. Umbridge said frantically, because she saw that there were only two people, and there was no evidence in the room.

"What are you talking about, Professor?" Andrew said incomprehensibly, gesturing at himself and then at Cho, "It's just the two of us. ”

Umbridge grimaced, "Good, don't think I'll be without proof." She grabbed Cho and Andrew, "You guys come with me to the principal's office." ”

A few minutes later, they walked over to the stone monster.

"Honey bee candy. Umbridge said rhythmically, and the stone monster jumped aside, the wall behind it splitting in half, and they walked up the moving stone staircase to the bright gate, which had a griffin-headed knocker on it, but Umbridge didn't knock, but took a step straight in.

The office was packed with people. Dumbledore sat behind the desk with a serene expression, the tips of his slender fingers clasped together. Professor McGonagall stood straight beside him, her expression very nervous. The Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, stood by the fire, swaying slightly back and forth excitedly, clearly pleased with the situation, Kingsley Shackle and another wizard stood on either side of the gate like guards, and the freckled, bespectacled Percy Weasley walked excitedly around the wall, a quill in his hand and a thick roll of parchment, apparently ready to take notes.

Tonight, none of the portraits of the male and female old principals pretended to sleep. They were all alert and serious, watching the movement below.

After the door closed behind him, Connelly Fudge looked at Dumbledore with a gloating expression on his face.

"Yes," he said, "yes, yes, yes—"

"They were caught red-handed by me. Umbridge said. There was a very inappropriate excitement in her tone, "They also attacked me and let a lot of people go. But they didn't have time to escape. ”

"Really, really?" Fudge gave them a fierce look, "How dare you attack a member of the Ministry of Magic?"

Andrew immediately looked innocent, just like he had done before, "What did we do?". ”

"What did you say?" said Fudge.

"What ——— we ——— committed?" Andrew said word for word.

"You don't know what you did?"

"Yes, we don't know. Autumn said.

Fudge said in an unabashedly sarcastic tone, "Didn't you realize that you had broken the school rules?"

"Huh?" Andrew looked confused, "No ———, right?"

"What about the Ministry of Magic's decree?" Fudge asked angrily, changing his perspective.

"Naturally, there is no more. Andrew said with a look of course.

Fudge trembled with anger for a moment, and now his tone was full of anger, "Found an illegal student organization in this school?"

"Huh?" Andrew and Hermione looked very surprised with incredulous expressions on their faces.

"Minister, I think," Umbridge said softly beside them, "that if I bring in the whistleblower, maybe we'll move faster." ”

"Yes, yes, go ahead. Fudge nodded and said, after Umbridge left the room, he glanced at Dumbledore with bad intentions, "Nothing is a good witness, is it, Dumbledore?"

"That's right, Connelly. Dumbledore nodded, his voice low.

Everyone waited for a few minutes, and no one looked at anyone.

Then the door was opened again, and Umbridge walked into the room, led by an acquaintance——— Zacharis Smith

"Great, hello!" said Fudge enthusiastically, "Now, tell me, hurry, boy, look up, don't be shy, let's hear from you—oh my God!"

When Zachares Smith looked up, Fudge jumped backwards in fright, almost falling into the fire. He cursed and stomped on the hem of his cloak that had begun to smoke.

Zacharis Smith's face was written with a dense string of purple pus that had crawled across his nose and cheeks, taking on the word "whistleblower." He looked at Andrew and Hermione with a look of resentment,