In the afternoon, in Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge looked at the "Defence Against Magic Theory" in his hand and spoke.

"Today's class task is to read the nineth, tenth, and eleventh pages of the book, [Evaluating Magical Defense in the Context of Practical Use], five times, and then transcribe them."

"Also, when class comes next week, I hope each of you will be able to recite fluently, understand?" Umbridge looked around at the audience, smiling and adding.

The Gryffindor and Slytherin wizards nodded unhappily, and one by one they opened the books in their hands and began to read them weakly.

Judging from the schedule of previous classes, everyone can guess what they are going to do this school year, which is to memorize the entire "Theory of Magical Defence Theory".

This is clearly not what everyone expects from a Defence Against the Dark Arts class, who would rather be able to practice magic with a wand or fight against dark creatures than a boring recitation in the classroom every day......

伊凡倒是无所谓，前世作为应试教育的学生，背书算是他最擅长的事情。

In addition, Umbridge is a very well-behaved person on the surface, and as long as he pretends to be a person, he can get excellent class evaluations and get a good grade point reward.

That's why Umbridge is still standing here in good shape, and hasn't been admitted to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries due to a teaching accident.

In the midst of the quiet sound of reading, Hermione uncharacteristically raised her arms, looking like she wanted to say something.

As if he hadn't seen it, Umbridge sat down on a chair on the other side of the podium and supervised the reading of the textbook with his eyelids drooping like toad.

Hermione still didn't mean to give up, and her arms were raised higher and higher, as if she was fighting to the end.

Seeing this scene, Ivan shook his head helplessly.

The little wizards in the classroom also slowly noticed Hermione's abnormality, and they all turned their eyes, and the sound of reading became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped completely.

Umbridge's endurance seemed to be reaching its limit, so much so that she had to get up from her chair and look at Hermione and ask.

"Miss Granger, do you have any questions about these two pages in the textbook, or do you have something you don't understand?"

"No, I'm not talking about books." Hermione stood up and replied.

"Then please sit down, it's class time." Umbridge pulled out a smile, revealing small, sharp teeth in her mouth. "If it's not related to the class, we can talk about it after class!"

"I have a question about the objectives of this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Professor!" Hermione said bluntly. "I noticed that you didn't mention anything related to learning defense charms in your recent class schedule...... I think this is extremely unreasonable! ”

"Learning a defensive charm? How could you think that? Umbridge was taken aback and looked at Hermione with a strange look. You don't have to use defensive magic in my class, you don't think you're going to be attacked in class, do you? Miss Granger? ”

"But what's the use of us spending an entire year memorizing the Theory of Magical Defence? It's not going to be of much use......" Hermione said aloud.

"It's going to get you through. L. Exam, Miss Granger! Umbridge interrupted Hermione, looked around at the young wizards on the field, cleared her throat, and spoke again.

"Due to the frequent changes of Defence Against the Dark Arts professors over the years, your course has fallen behind a lot and is far from passing. L. The level of the exam, so you must make up for the relevant knowledge......"

"But as far as I know, want to pass. L. In the exam, you also need to master nine protective spells, such as obstacle spells and disarming spells. Hermione stared at Umbridge without the slightest hint of backing down.

"No, the content of the exam has changed since this year, Miss Granger." Umbridge said with a smile. "All you need to do is put the principles of these spells on paper and submit a report of at least ten feet on how to prevent wizards from misusing protective magic, and then I will judge you if you can pass the exam."

"Memorizing textbooks alone won't keep us safe!" Hermione said angrily.

"Under the protection of the Ministry of Magic, you don't have to worry about your safety at all! The biggest thing you need to worry about right now is how to pass the exam! Umbridge said impatiently.

"What about Voldemort?" Harry shouted suddenly.

The classroom fell silent, and all eyes turned to Harry.

"What did you just say? Mr. Potter? Umbridge didn't seem to hear Harry's words clearly.

"I say, we're not safe right now, Voldemort was resurrected two months ago, and he's lurking in the shadows with his Death Eaters right now, and the most important thing we should think about is not exams, but learning how to fight!" Harry shouted.

"Nonsense!" Umbridge said without hesitation. "As we all know, the mysterious man died eleven years ago......"

"But I saw him with my own eyes, and on the night of the final of the Goblet of Fire, Ivan, Professor Dumbledore, and Sirius had all fought against him! In addition to this, Phoenix... And many more can testify! Harry stared at Umbridge and said nonchalantly.

"Maybe it was just a dream you're having, Mr. Potter." Umbridge said unhurriedly, "Besides, Ministry of Magic Black is a fugitive, and his testimony is not credible. As for Headmaster Dumbledore...... The Daily Prophet says he may be a little confused.

"And how do you explain the Dementor riot and the riots in the Goblet of Fire?" Hermione asked again.

"It's just a matter of personnel error, Miss Granger, the Ministry of Magic has issued an apology!" Umbridge said matter-of-factly.

Hermione didn't expect Umbridge to be so shameless, and she was so angry that she didn't reply for a while.

"Anyone else has questions?" Umbridge asked smugly.

Seeing that Hermione and Harry were choked with anger, Ivan thought about it and spoke up. "Since the Ministry of Magic can't do everything, we still need protective magic to protect ourselves, don't we?"

Umbridge shifted his gaze to Ivan's body, his eyes sharpened, and he said in an official tone. "The Aurors involved have been punished, and the Ministry of Magic will learn its lesson and provide you with the safest learning environment possible."

"Also, I heard some time ago that there was a mess in Tumbledown Alley, and you and your mother happen to live there, right? Hals? The Ministry of Magic has recently received some very bad rumors that you have been reported in Tumbledown Alley......"

Umbridge's words grew harsher, but before she could finish, she was forcibly interrupted.

"That rumor, you say? I think I've heard of it too......" Ivan had a hint of sarcasm on his face. Voldemort led the Death Eaters in an attack on Tumbledown Alley, only to be beaten and flee...... Are you referring to this? I didn't think the Ministry of Magic would believe this kind of gossip......"

Umbridge choked, and the classroom burst into laughter, apparently a lot of people had heard of it.

"You know what I'm talking about, Hals!" Umbridge said gloomily. "The Ministry of Magic has ample evidence that your mother, Althea Hals, was involved in making trouble, causing disturbances, and selling dark magic items in violation of regulations......"

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't order magical items from a dark magic shop, Professor! But I have to say that you are really imaginative, maybe when did you dream about it? Ivan said indifferently, completely ignoring Umbridge's threat.

He doesn't eat this, there is evidence that the Ministry of Magic has already done it, and it will be with himself here.

The laughter in the classroom grew louder and louder, and Umbridge glanced back in exasperation, and the little wizards all shut down in unison, and the laughter immediately stopped.

"Gryffindor deducts twenty points!" Umbridge turned his head to look at Ivan and said word for word.

"Why? Professor, am there something I'm doing wrong? I'm just answering your question, is this against the Hogwarts rules? Ivan asked innocently.

The expression on Umbridge's face froze, but soon a smile regained on her face, and she turned to look at Hermione and Harry, who were still standing stunned, and said lightly.

"Of course you have done nothing wrong, Mr. Hals! The points were deducted by Miss Granger and Mr. Porter, who seriously disrupted the class with the intention of causing panic! ”

"I've said this before, it's forbidden to ask questions that aren't related to the class during class, I hope you all keep that in mind and raise your hand to speak next time you speak!"

"Especially you Hals! Someone told me that you often make loud noises in class without your professor's permission, right? Umbridge asked.

"It's just a rumor, Professor! You should have your own judgment and believe what you can't listen to. Ivan said in a calm tone. Besides, what happens in other subject classes will naturally be handled by the professors of each subject, so you won't bother! ”

"After all, you're just a professor, not the dean, and you don't interfere with the rights of the rest of the subjects, do you?" Ivan added.

"Good, good!" Umbridge trembled with rage.

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor!" Ivan nodded slightly. "You have just arrived, if you have any doubts about the school rules, you can always come and ask me."

Umbridge's entire face contorted together, and she looked at Ivan coldly for a moment, then glanced at the young wizards who were watching the excitement. "What are you looking at me for? If someone doesn't finish the class before class, I'll have to ask him to stay in the confinement room! ”

The little wizards in the classroom shivered in unison, hurriedly picked up the books on the table, turned to the corresponding pages, and read aloud.

Umbridge held his breath and thought of a way to fix Ivan as he walked to the podium and sat down in his chair.

For some reason, just as Umbridge sat down, the two stool legs at the back of the chair suddenly couldn't bear the weight and broke, and Umbridge, who was not mentally prepared, screamed and slammed his head to the floor, rolling sideways in embarrassment before getting up.

"Who did it, stand up for me!" Umbridge completely lost his usual composure, shouting in a cloak.

The little wizards present covered their faces with books one by one, holding back their laughter very hard, and Seamus couldn't even help laughing.

Annoyed, Umbridge drew her wand and wanted to go up to the front row to confront the wizards, but perhaps her luck was too bad, and she stepped on half of the broken stool leg after taking a few steps, and the whole person fell to the ground again, and did not get up for half a while.

Looking at Umbridge's tragic situation, Ivan shook his head pityingly.

Reaching out, several insects the size of flies with hideous mouthparts landed on Ivan's palm, and then twisted back into small paper balls mixed with some sawdust......

Sure enough, protective magic is still needed in the classroom, otherwise it is easy to fall into trouble......

(PS: Concealing some key dialogues or plots and decrypting them later is a common writing technique used by angels, and you should all be familiar with the previous volumes, so don't ask the protagonist why he didn't find Malfoy's anomaly, because the information you get isn't necessarily correct.) ）