By lunchtime, what Zhang Xu had said in Defence Against the Dark Arts class had already spread among the students.

The students agreed that Zhang Xu made Umbridge mad, because she first added 50 points to Zhang Xu, and then deducted 20 points, so that Zhang Xu made a net profit of 30 points.

In the afternoon, there was the final Defence Against the Dark Arts class of the week, and as they prepared for class, the Eagle Academy's Year 7 students began to plan how to give Umbridge another blow in class.

However, the students were destined to be disappointed, as Umbridge had been furloughed off from treatment at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries after she had suddenly suffered a serious injury to her hands at lunchtime, which had been aggravated by ineffective treatment in the school infirmary.

At the same time, Harry and the others found that the wound on their hand had suddenly healed.

And Professor Zhang, the mastermind behind the scenes, hid a few Gu puppets and hid his fame and fame, chatting with several other professors in the faculty lounge about this year's year-end award.

When it was time for dinner, the students saw that Umbridge had not returned, and they happily ate two lamb chops.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zhang Xu, who had finished talking to Furong on the phone, came out of the secret passage under the beating willow.

Without taking two steps, the Animagus detector on Zhang Xu's body called the police.

Not far away, a cat squatted on the grass, its eyes wide as brass bells, shooting lightning-fast shrewdness.

"Uh, good evening, Professor McGonagall." Zhang Xu greeted the cat in front of him.

Mai Meow nodded, then waved his paw to signal Zhang Xu to follow, and then took a step towards the lake.

Maimeth stopped in front of a set of stone tables and chairs by the lake, and then jumped onto a stone bench.

By the time Zhang Xu sat down across the stone table, Maimeow had already changed back into Professor McGonagall.

Zhang Xu took out the tea set from the treasure bag as usual, and then brewed a stream of Tieguanyin.

When Zhang Xu handed Professor McGonagall tea, he found that Professor McGonagall was a little haggard today.

"I have been teaching at Hogsmeade for thirty-nine years," said Professor McGonagall in a deeper voice than usual, "I always thought that in caring for and loving my students, I would not be weak in my life. But this time I lost, to Professor Babling and you, and even more to myself. ”

"We sometimes have all kinds of concerns when we do things." Zhang Xu said, "Umbridge came to Hogwarts on behalf of the Ministry of Magic, on behalf of the Minister of Magic, Fudge. ”

"As the Deputy Headmaster, it's understandable that you have concerns when dealing with matters involving the Ministry of Magic."

"So there are things that can be done by those of us who don't have any worries."

"Like Mundungus Fletsch, there are things that Professor Dumbledore can't do, but Fletch can do easily."

"Hogwarts is a big family, some things don't have to be taken care of by yourself, isn't the family just helping each other?"

"Worried?" Professor McGonagall sighed and said, "yes, it's because of my concerns that I asked Harry and Neville to stop clash with Umbridge. It is precisely because of the concerns...... So...... I ...... with Doug."

Professor McGonagall's voice grew lower and lower, and Zhang Xu used tea to hide the gossip on his face as if he had smelled some dangerous smell.

After a while, Professor McGonagall continued, "I wouldn't have known about Professor Barbling's efforts if it weren't for an old friend from Magic Magazine writing to inquire about the situation this afternoon. ”

"What you said in class today is exactly what I wanted to say."

"And I, as the head of Gryffindor, don't have the courage of the two Ravenclaws."

"We're not courageous, we're just fearless." Zhang Xu shook his head and said, "If the Ministry of Magic punishes Professor Babling for a research paper, I'm afraid Fudge will receive several dozen yelling letters the next day, and those old pedants don't have a good temper." ”

"As for me, I'm just gambling. I'm betting on whether the forces behind me can get Fudge to make some concessions. Even if I fail, I will lose my position as acting professor at best. And writing a thesis as a student is much easier than revising it as a professor. ”

"Compared to us, Harry and Neville, who were the first to stand up, were the Gryffindors with great courage."

Not only Harry and Neville, but many of the students at Hogwarts were poisoned by Umbridge this time, and Professor McGonagall felt guilty for not being able to stand up for his students publicly.

Originally, she wanted to go to Professor Barblin and thank her for everything she had done to her students, but Professor Barbling, who had been staying up late to write her dissertation for several days, hurriedly went back to the dormitory after dinner to catch up on sleep.

So she caught Zhang Xu, who had gone out to call Furong every night since the beginning of school.

Under Zhang Xu's persuasion with chicken soup, Professor McGonagall untied the knot.

After a few more conversations, Professor McGonagall felt better.

"If only you were a student at our academy." Professor McGonagall said.

"I heard you almost got sorted into our Ravenclaw Academy?" Zhang Xu asked curiously.

"Yes." Professor McGonagall replied, "Whether to sort me into Ravenclaw or Gryffindor, the Sorting Hat was thinking for a long time. ”

"It's the same with Professor Flitwick, when the two of us almost switched houses."

"In that case, then you're our Ravenclaw Headmaster, and Professor Flitwick is Gryffindor's Headmaster." Zhang Xu said with a smile.

Zhang Xu suddenly thought about whether the sorting hat would be directly covered by Professor Flitwick, who was only eleven years old, when he put on the sorting hat.

Unfortunately, this idea of death cannot be verified.

And what Professor McGonagall looked like when she first entered school at the age of eleven...... You'd have to trick Professor McGonagall into drinking a large glass of shrinking potion to see it.

It's more fatal than asking Professor Flitwick what he looked like when he wore the Sorting Hat.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two ended their conversation and returned to Hogwarts Castle.

Professor McGonagall turned back into Meow and ran to the castle first.

Zhang Xu slowly walked towards the castle.

As soon as he walked into the foyer of the castle, Zhang Xu heard a noisy sound coming from the stairs.

In a few moments, several boys in pajamas hurried down with a man in their arms, and behind them was Professor McGonagall, who had just returned to the castle.

"What's going on, Ron?" Zhang Xu asked Ron, who was lifting one leg.

"It's Harry, he just suddenly had a terrible headache, and then he suddenly collapsed, and then he became like this." Ron said anxiously.

Then Zhang Xu followed them to the school doctor's room, and after putting Harry, who was unconscious and steaming all over his body, on the hospital bed, Madam Pomfrey, who was wearing pajamas, also heard the news.