Chapter 12: Umlich's Lesson

In the defense against the dark arts class for the new school year, the Snake Courtyard and the Lion Courtyard were separated together again without suspense.

Daphine didn't have a class for the first time that afternoon, so she went back to take a nap after lunch and came to class refreshed. And Harry's Harry, who had just finished his divination class, looked a little sluggish. Daphany guessed that he and Ron must have made up some more ways to die in class.

If you summarize the death methods made up by the two of them in the previous two years and write a book, I don't know if it will become a recommended reference reading for Hogwarts divination class! Daphne thought to herself, and thought it was funny.

Ron's expression wasn't as exaggerated as Harry's, and Daphany guessed it had something to do with Lavender, who was laughing next to him.

It's so nice to be a naΓ―ve child! Daphany was a little envious of Lavender, who didn't know anything, or felt that he had little to do with her.

"Hi Daphany!" Lavender saw Daphany and greeted happily. Since listening to Daphany's words, Lavender has obviously felt that Ron's attitude towards him is better!

"Good afternoon, hurry up and get in, it's not early!" Daphany smiled and pointed to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Defense Against the Dark Arts is compulsory, at least in fifth grade. So the Gryffindor and Slytherin students were all there. Draco and Pansy apparently hadn't gone to take a nap in the afternoon, so they arrived a little early. When Daphany and the others entered the classroom, they were already sitting in their seats and greeting them!

Umlich had also arrived in the classroom, and it seemed that he had arrived early. She was still wearing the fluffy pink cardigan she had worn before, and she looked at Daphany with a greasy smell. What's even more terrifying is that she actually carried a black butterfly spirit on her head. Daphany remembered Harry's description of it as if a big fly had landed on a larger, pink toad.

Well, it's no wonder that Harry's Transfiguration class has always been pretty good, and his imagination is well developed! If you don't say it, you don't think it's like it!

Daphany and the others arrived late, and most of the students had already arrived. Daphany glanced at the seats and pulled Hermione, who had wanted to move forward, into a middle and back seat.

"Hey, Daphany, what are you doing?" Hermione asked in a disgruntled whisper, "I'm going to sit in the front, it's not convenient to listen here." ”

"Trust my darling!" Dafanie rubbed Hermione's soft little hands, her heart was full of dirt, but her face was very serious: "You'll know after a while that this position is very high!" ”

Hermione didn't know why, but Daphany had been the more reasonable party most of the time, and Hermione chose to trust Dafanie for the time being. Anyway, it's a big deal to sit in the front of the next class, and the seats are not fixed.

After another two or three minutes, the students were almost there. Daphany noticed that even Neville had arrived, so there shouldn't be anyone else who was late.

Umlich seemed to count them, and when he was sure there were enough of them, he waved his wand slightly. The door to the classroom slammed shut, startling a few students who were still whispering. At about the same time, the melodious class bell rang.

The class was silent, and everyone looked at Umlich, wondering what the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was. What's the difference compared to the previous one.

"Good afternoon, students!" Ms. Umlich said her voice was still goosebump-inducing, shrill and high-pitched.

Several students replied weakly, "Good afternoon." ”

"Tsk, tsk," said Umbridge, visibly dissatisfied, shaking her head, "that's not going to work, is it?" I want you to answer something like, "Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge."

'Please do it again. Good afternoon, students! β€œ

As she spoke, the butterfly on her head shook and shook, and Daphne thought it was more like a fly!

"Good afternoon, Professor Umlich!" The other students were apparently not as big-hearted as Daphany, and all answered loudly. Even Hermione next to Daphine, as well as Harry and Ron sitting behind her, were no exception. Although their first impression of Umlich was not good.

"It's so much better!" Umbridge had a satisfied look on his face and smiled slightly, "It's not too difficult, is it?" Put away your wand and take out your quill pen. ”

The students all had depressed expressions on their faces, and many of them even exchanged colors. As a rule of thumb, any lesson where you put away your wand and take out a quill is boring. For example, the history of magic, such as the Defence Against the Dark Arts when Rocky and Lockhart taught.

Although it was not pleasant, the students did as Umlich said, except for Daphany.

She rested her arms on the table and looked at Umlich with her chin propped up, as if she were watching a show. Umlich frowned, but finally decided to pretend not to see it.

Although it was a short time since the opening day, it was enough time for Umlich to know from the students and other faculty members what it was like to be at the Academy. Umlich would love to make an example of the monkey, but it didn't seem like an ideal target.

As if to vent his anger, Umlich tapped his wand on the blackboard, and two lines immediately appeared on the blackboard:

Defence Against the Dark Arts

Back to basics

Sure enough, it's this routine! Daphany listened to Umlich on the podium as she made her point, and a mocking smile curled into her mouth. She really couldn't understand why Fudge would make such an idiot a henchman. Or do Europeans just don't have the brains to play tricks? If you want to set up a blank wizard to gain the support of Hogwarts, shouldn't you win over the students? What is the purpose of making such things that obviously upset students and even teachers?

Look at the learning objectives on the board:

1. Understand the fundamentals of the Defence of Magic Song.

2. Learn to discern when you can legitimately use Defence of Magic.

3. Evaluate Magical Defence in the context of practical use.

The disdain on Daphany's face grew even heavier.

Umlich began to ask the students to read their textbooks, but at this moment, Hermione, who was sitting next to Daphany, raised her hand.

Umlich doesn't seem to want to deal with Hermione and chooses to turn a blind eye, but Hermione is a very persevering lion cub. She kept holding up her hand until all the students noticed.

When all the students weren't reading their textbooks and were all looking at Hermione, Umlich couldn't focus on seeing anymore.

"Do you have any questions about the content of this chapter, my dear?" Umlich pretended to have just noticed Hermione.

"No, it's not about the content of this chapter." Hermione said.

"Oh, we're reading now," Professor Umbridge said, baring his small, pointed teeth, "and if you have any other questions, we'll talk about it when class is over." ”

"I have a question about your course goals." Hermione said.

Professor Umbridge raised an eyebrow, and it was obvious that she was upset. She was upset, and Daphany found it funny!

"What's your name?" She asked, frowning.

"Granger, Hermione Granger." Hermione replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Well, Miss Granger, I think the course objectives are very clearly written, as long as you read them carefully from beginning to end." Professor Umbridge said in an unwavering tone.

"But I don't think so," Hermione said bluntly, "there's not a word on it that mentioning the use of defensive spells. ”

There was a brief silence, and many students in the class turned their heads to look at the three lesson objectives still written on the blackboard.

"Using defensive spells?" Professor Umbridge pretended to be relaxed and repeated with a little laughter, "Gee, I can't imagine a situation in my class that would require you to use defensive spells, Miss Granger. You don't think you're going to be attacked in class, do you? ”

"Can't we use magic?" Ron shouted.

"In my class, students have to raise their hands if they want to speak, and you're-"

"Weasley." Ron said, quickly raising his hand.

Professor Umbridge smiled more kindly, turning his back to Ron. Harry and Hermione immediately raised their hands as well. Professor Umbridge's loose bubble eyes lingered on Harry for a moment, then she said to Hermione, "What, Miss Granger?" Do you have any other questions? ”

"Yes," said Hermione, "the overall goal of Defence Against the Dark Arts should certainly be to practice defensive spells, right?" ”

"Are you a specially trained education specialist for the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger?" Professor Umbridge asked in her sweet, faux voice.

After that, Umlich and the students got into a series of arguments, but she insisted that it was the Ministry's decision, and kept swapping concepts with words like "Do you think you're going to be attacked in my class?"

"Maybe not in class, but what about other places!" Harry asked angrily and loudly.

"Raise your hand!" Umlich replied viciously: "I can't imagine anyone attacking a few children who are still students on what occasion." ”

According to normal development, Harry would have said Voldemort's name without thinking, and then provoked Umlich's complete rage, after which he would be punished bitterly. But this time, apparently, something has changed.

"Actually......" Before Harry could speak, Daphany spoke first. She didn't raise her hand, still holding her chin, and said in a feeble tone, "When Harry and I were in our first year, we were attacked by the Dark Wizard Quirrell; When I was in the second grade, I was attacked by a basilisk; In third year, we were attacked by Peter Pettigrew the Dark Wizard because of the stupidity and inaction of the Ministry, and oh, and because of the Ministry's bad control, we were attacked by Dementors on trains and on the Quidditch pitch! ”

With every word Dephany, Umlich's face turned ugly. However, Daphany was not finished yet.

"Unfortunately, Harry and I participated in the International Confederation of Wizards last year, which included the British Ministry of Magic's joint tournament. And it has achieved results that are still in the past. During this time, we have been attacked by magic more than once. In fact, there was a dark wizard named Barty Crouch Jr. who was killed by the Dementors, when he could have revealed more important information! By the way, a little over a month ago, Harry was attacked by two Dementors who were supposed to be completely obedient to the Ministry of Magic! ”

Speaking of this, the mockery on Daphne's face was particularly strong: "The decision of the Ministry of Magic is not a big deal, and you don't do stupid things once or twice!" As for whether or not you'll be attacked by magic, I think I've just given enough examples! ”