"What's going on here?"

Said a hypocritical, sweet, girlish voice. Harry looked up, his hands full of letters. Professor Umbridge stood right behind Fred and Luna, her bulging toad-like eyes sweeping over the large pile of owls and letters on the table in front of Harry.

Behind her, he saw a lot of students looking eagerly.

"Why do you have so many letters, Potter?" she said slowly.

"Is this also illegal, Professor Umbridge?" said Van Lin blandly, "just because of the letter?

"Be careful, Al, or I'll keep you in lockdown," Umbridge said.

"But in fact, Professor Umbridge, anyone at Hogwarts can receive an owl letter at any time except during class hours. ”

"I'm asking, Al!" Umbridge said impatiently, "if you're going ......"

"I'm just reminding you that the professor's ......," Van Lin said, "is that there are always some consequences to be borne by someone. ”

"You're threatening me?"

"It's just a kind reminder, Professor......"

"Thank you for your concern, but this sentence should be given to you alive, then...... Potter?"

Harry hesitated, but he couldn't keep it a secret, and soon Aumbrigi would find a copy from Wizarding Weekly.

"People wrote to me because I had an interview. Harry said, "About what happened last June." For some reason, he glanced at the faculty desk as he said this.

Harry had a strange feeling that Dumbledore had been watching him just before, but when he looked at the Headmaster, he seemed to be engrossed in talking to Professor Flitwick.

"Interview?" Umbridge repeated, her voice thinner and higher than usual, "what do you mean?"

"I mean, a reporter asked me some questions and I answered. Harry said, "Right here—" He tossed Wizard Weekly to her, and she grabbed it and glared at the cover. Her pale face turned an ugly purple.

"When did you do this?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"Last Hogsmeade weekend," Harry said. She looked at him with a feverish rage, and the magazine shook between her thick, short fingers.

"You can't go to Hogsmelew again, Potter," she whispered, "how dare you, how can you ......" she took a deep breath, "I told you again and again not to lie, and apparently you didn't listen at all. Fifty points from Gryffindor, plus a week's confinement!"

As she spoke, Umbridge seemed to remember something, "And you, with Potter, a week of confinement." ”

She walked straight away, clutching the magazine tightly to her chest, and the students were watching her from behind.

"What is she, angry?" Hermione said in disgust.

"Sort of......" Harry said indifferently, "but why are you provoking her?"

"She'll see it sooner or later anyway, so the punishment will definitely fall on you, though, I think we can try something new. ”

"Something new?" said Harry, somewhat confused.

"The rebound curse, always have to teach Umbridge some lessons, I didn't use it before because I didn't have a chance, but now it seems that we can give it a good try......"

In fact, Umbridge's reaction was strong enough.

Before the morning, the school was full of notices, not only on the college bulletin boards, but also in the corridors and classrooms.

The order of the Hogwarts High Investigator is that any student in possession of Wizarding Weekly is to be expelled, and the above is signed by Education Order 27: Dorelos Jane Umbridge, Senior Investigator.

For some reason, Hermione was happy every time she saw the notice.

"What are you happy about?" Harry asked her.

"Oh, Harry, didn't you see that?" she gasped, "If there's one thing she can do to make sure every student in this school goes to see your interview, it's to ban it!"

Hermione seemed right. By the end of the day, even though Harry had never seen so many Wizarding Weekly stories in the corners of the school, interviews were circulating throughout the campus.

Harry heard them whispering while standing in line outside the classroom, at lunchtime, and on their way back to class. Hermione even said that when she went to the girls' bathroom before ancient poetry class, it was discussed in every cubicle inside.

Then they saw me, and apparently they knew I knew you, so they went all over the place asking me questions, and Hermione told Harry, her eyes shining, "Harry, I think they're all believing you, really, they're all going to believe you in the end!"

At the same time, Professor Umbridge walked around the school, casually drinking and stopping the students, making them open their books and pockets. Harry knew she was looking for Wizarding Weekly, but the students were actually moving faster than she was.

The page with Harry's interview was enchanted and looked like an excerpt from a textbook, and everyone else looked blank and only they could read it. So everyone in the school read the article.

According to Decree No. 27, the teachers were of course also forbidden to bring up the interview, but they all expressed their opinions in the same way.

When Harry handed Professor Sprout the kettle, she rewarded Gray with twenty points, and a beaming Professor Flitwick shoved a box of squeaky candy rats into him at the end of the spell lesson, and ran away saying "Shhhhhh Professor Trauney wept hysterically during the prophecy class and announced to the shocked class that, contrary to Professor Umbridge's opinion, Harry would not die early at all, but would live a long life and would become Minister of Magic, along with twelve children.

There is no doubt that Dumbledore's inaction made the professors in the school feel very depressed, and when someone did stand up against it, it naturally catered to everyone.

No doubt it would have brought Harry more attention, but it was also a good thing, at least, the Ministry of Magic wouldn't let Harry suddenly disappear from its sight.

And Van Lin's approach was not stopped by Dumbledore, with Dumbledore's ability, he could completely make this radical text disappear completely, which is probably a kind of acquiescence, as long as there is no public confrontation, all this is no problem.

And by the way, the windfall also solved Harry's troubles, and on the way to the Transfiguration class, Qiu Zhang stopped him.

Before Harry knew what was happening, he felt his hand hold on to her, and the breath in her ear, "I'm really, really sorry, that interview was so brave that I cried." ”

Of course, after Cho kissed Harry's face in front of a bunch of people, Harry's whole body felt like he was about to float.

Is this an encouragement of love?