"But I'm telling the truth!" Harry looked furious, his chest heaving violently, and for Umbridge, for a moment, Harry was disgusted to the extreme.

"Voldemort is back, you know him, Professor Dumbledore knows he'......"

"God knows, Potter!" Professor McGonagall said, arranging her glasses angrily, "Do you really know if it's true or a lie?

"Another biscuit," she said impatiently, gesturing to him the tin.

"No, thank you," Harry said coldly.

"Don't be so embarrassed," Professor McGonagall said sternly.

Harry took a slice.

"Aren't you so hard that you didn't listen to Professor Ambregi's speech at the first banquet of the first semester?"

"Listen," Harry said.

"Yes... She said... Progress would be banned or... Well, what it means is that the Ministry of Magic intends to interfere with Hogwarts. ”

Professor McGonagall stared at him for a few minutes, then took a breath, left the table, and opened the door for him.

"Well, I'm glad you listened to Van Lin. She said, gesturing to the door and motioning for Harry to leave her office.

For Harry, dinner in the hall that night was not pleasant. The conflict between him and Umbridge spread quickly at Hogwarts. As he sat down to eat among Ron, Van Lin, and Hermione, he heard whispers around him. Interestingly, no one seemed to mind if he overheard them talking about him. Instead, they seemed to want Harry to be angry and yell at them again so they could hear his story with their own ears.

There are stories about Cedric's anomaly and what happened on the night of the Goblet of Fire.

"You're so irrational, Harry. Van Lin shook his head and stabbed a small piece of beef with his fork.

"I'm just telling them the truth. Harry said angrily.

"But obviously, it's useless, we don't have facts, we can't open your head and show them all your memories and thoughts. Van Lin shook his head, "Besides, didn't you notice Umbridge's expression, she was very pleased with your performance!"

"Satisfied?" said Harry, surprised.

"How about that? I'm half mad at you? If this were Professor McGonagall, it would probably happen. Van Lin said as he continued his movements.

"What does that mean?"

"What Van Lin means is that Umbridge doesn't care what we're doing," Hermione said angrily, "There's no spell practice in Defence Against the Dark Arts class? ”

"The Ministry of Magic is just afraid of Dumbledore, afraid of Hogwarts, so he is trying to find a way to weaken Hogwarts, it doesn't take long, maybe half a year, maybe a year, wizards who can't use spells are not threatening at all, and what Umbridge wants is your reaction now. ”

"Angry, irritable, irrational, and openly confronting a teacher in a Hogwarts classroom, something that hasn't happened in decades. Van Lin said slowly, "This gives her a lot of reasons and excuses." ”

The dense discussion had not stopped for a moment since Harry sat here.

"He said he saw Cedric murdered. ”

"Didn't you become a vampire?"

"What's the difference between that and being dead, an orthodox wizard turned into a vampire?"

He thought he had fought a duel with Voldemort. ”

"Don't mention it......"

"Is he kidding?"

"Tel-Ziss"

"Actually, Harry, I don't think they believe," Hermione seemed to have endured enough, "let's get out of here." ”

She jerked down her knife and fork, and Van Lin was glad he kept eating, while Ron watched wistfully as he ate half of the apple pie, but then left. Everyone watched them walk out of the hall.

"What do you mean, you're not sure they believe in Dumbledore?"

As they reached the first floor, Harry asked Hermione.

"Look, you don't know what happened after the incident," Hermione said calmly, "and you went back to the middle of the meadow on your own, and the teachers didn't find Cedric. No one saw what was happening. All we know is that Dumbledore said that Voldemort had returned, that his companion had attacked Cedric, and that he had attacked you. ”

"This is the truth!" Harry exclaimed.

"I know it is, Harry, so please don't interrupt me?" Hermione said tiredly, "Before the facts were known, everyone went home for the summer, and after Van Lin and I returned, I spent days reading about 'You're a Madman, Dundon is Old'. ”

"It's a lot worse than you think, even Rita isn't that aggressive, and Fudge's men are ...... on top of the Daily Prophet"

Van Lin said simply, but Harry clearly didn't listen.

As they returned to Gryffindor Tower along the empty hallway, the rain hit the pane glass. Harry felt like a week had passed, and he still had a lot of homework to do before he went to bed.

He felt a slight pain in his right eye, glanced at the dark playground behind the rain-washed window, and turned into the Fat Lady hallway. Hagrid's hut still had not a glimmer of light.

Mime Blath, Mim Bretonia, Hermione answer before the fat lady asks.

The portrait moves away, revealing a hole, and four men climb into it. The common room was almost empty, and most people were still downstairs for dinner.

Crookshank Hill rose from his armchair and trotted towards them, purring loudly, Harry, Ron, Van Lin, and Hermione close to the fire.

Crookshank jumped lightly onto Hermione's knees, curled up like a fluffy, pale yellow cushion.

Harry stared at the flames, exhausted.

"How could Dumbledore let this happen?" Hermione called out suddenly, and Harry and Ron jumped to their feet. Crookshan jumped away from her, feeling offended. She slapped the handle of the chair so violently that some debris jumped out of the hole.

"How could he have let this troublesome woman teach us, especially in the year when we're going to have a regular wizard level exam!"

"We've never had a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. "You know, it's like Hagrid told us, nobody wants this job, they say it's unlucky. ”

"Yes, but hire someone who actually refuses to teach us how to use magic! What is Dumbledore doing?"

"And she's trying to get someone to watch for her," Ron said gloomily, "remember when she said she wanted us to come over and tell her when we heard about the mystery man's return?"

"Of course she's spying on us, obviously, but why did Fudge call her?" Hermione said suddenly.

"A deal, rather, it was a necessary compromise for Dumbledore. Van Lin said, "The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts is not a popular position, this is partly part, and more, this is an important means used by the Ministry of Magic to intervene in Hogwarts, I have met Umbridge at the Ministry of Magic, in fact, Fudge trusts Umbridge very much, it can be said that Fudge is a confidant, and she is also the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, so it is naturally the most suitable job for her." ”

"Alright, alright...... Harry said a little tiredly, "can't we just do our homework, not mention this." ”

A few people nodded.

They took out their school bags from a corner and returned to their seats. Everyone has just returned from dinner.

Harry lowered his head, but could still feel the gazes he had drawn into.