In fact, Umbridge wasn't all soft, and in the days that followed, Umbridge seemed to have noticed Harry's anomaly, perhaps the black quill didn't help, but surprisingly, Umbridge didn't break it, but on the final day, the enhanced quills still added new scars to the back of Harry's hands.

"Here," Hermione said nervously, and placed a vial of yellow liquid in front of Harry, who had just returned to the common room, "put your hand in, it can dissolve your wound, this is the pain relief potion, Van Lin just configured, this should work, put your hand in." ”

Harry exposed the wound and placed his hand close to the bottle, feeling the pain completely lessen.

Crook Hill hunched around Vanlin's lap and made a whirring sound, then jumped onto Harry's knee and rubbed it gently.

"Thank you!" Harry said gratefully, stroking the Crookshank Mountain ear with his left hand.

"I still think you should plead. Ron said in a very low tone.

"No, no......" Harry said weakly, "McGonagall would go crazy, if she knew......"

"Well, she might ......" Harry was silent for a moment, then hung his head.

Harry said indistinctly, "Umbridge has issued an order that anyone who complains will be fired immediately." ”

Ron opened his mouth but didn't say a word, and after a while, closed it again, showing a kind of helplessness.

"She's a terrible woman!" Hermione said in a small voice.

"That's bad, you know what, when you first came in, I was telling Van Lin that we should do something to her, but Van Lin seems to have something, maybe someone sent him something......"

"It doesn't matter...... In fact, I recommend using poison. Ron said cruelly, it was clear that Ron had become extremely disgusted with Umbridge.

"No...... I mean, she was a very poor teacher, and we didn't learn anything about defense from her at all. Hermione said

"So, what can we do?" Ron said with a yawn, "it's too late, isn't it? she's got the job, she's already here." Fudge has already made a difference. ”

"Uh......" Hermione said hypothetically, "you know, I'm thinking about ...... today."

Hermione looked at Harry and said, "I think — maybe we'll have time for us to do — do our own thing." ”

"What are we doing about ourselves?" said Harry, skeptical, still placing his hand in the potion that had been prepared.

"Then we ,—— learn how to resist the dark magic ourselves. Hermione said.

"Don't talk about it......" Ron groaned in pain, "you want us to do extra homework? didn't you realize that it's only been the second week that Harry and I are already buried in our homework?"

"But it's more important than doing homework!" said Hermione, Harry and Ron staring at her with wide eyes.

"I don't think there's anything more important than doing homework. Ron said.

"Don't be stupid, of course there is. Hermione said, Harry watched, with a sense of danger, and her face flashed with the enthusiasm she had when she first started the House-Elf Conservation Society.

"It's preparing for ourselves, like Harry said, when we had our first class at Umbridge, she asked us to do it over there. We have to make sure we can protect ourselves. ”

"We can't do much for ourselves......" Ron said in a defeated tone. "I mean, we can find them out in the library and practice them, I think-"

"No, I agree, we can take it out of the book and practice it ourselves," Hermione said, "but we need a teacher, one that works for us, who can tell us how to use it and how to correct it when we do it wrong." ”

"If we talk to Lupin......" Harry said with a moment's hesitation.

"No, no, we're not going to look for Lupin," Hermione said, "he's so busy with the organization that I've found over there that he often can't even stop on weekends." ”

"So, who?" said Harry, who frowned at Hermione, who sighed deeply.

"Isn't that obvious?" Hermione said.

"What do you mean...... Van Lin?" Harry hesitated, "Oh, Van Lin is suitable, in fact, his Defence Against the Dark Arts is even more powerful than the average Auror. ”

"He can, but we have to take into account that not all of us can use Van Lin's spell, of course, he can teach us with his ability, after all, he has always done it, but he alone is not enough. "In fact, he's better suited to private tutoring to find the best ...... for one or a few people."

"Then what do you mean......" Harry was silent for a moment, he couldn't think of anything but Van Lin......

"We're talking about you, Harry. Hermione said suddenly.

Immediately afterward, there was silence. The charcoal in the fireplace under the window behind Ron's back was 'poof, poof'.

"What about me?" asked Harry.

"I think you should teach everyone how to fight the dark arts. ”

Harry stared at Hermione. Hermione then turned to Ron, as if Hermione was working on some kind of unrealistic plan like the House-Elf Conservation Society. Harry was even more surprised that Ron wasn't upset in the slightest. He frowned, looking thoughtful. Then he said, "It's an idea!"

"What's the idea?" asked Harry, incredulous.

"You, and Van Lin, you two ...... together," Ron said, "teach us." ”

"But," Harry laughed suddenly, it must have been the two of them shaking his legs.

"But I'm not a teacher, I won't...... And, I think, Van Lin can do very well!"

"Harry, you're the best person to teach the defense of the dark arts in this grade other than Van Lin. Hermione said

"Me?" Harry said, smiling even harder, "No, I'm not, you beat me every exam—"

"Actually, I'm not. Hermione said calmly, "You're taller than me in your third year...... That was the only year where we both sat on the exam and that year we had a teacher who knew the subject to teach us. I didn't tell you my results that time, Harry. You did it that time!"

"And what do you mean?"

"You know, I don't know of any bad people who can teach me. Ron said with a smile, turning his face to Harry. "Let's think about it," he said, putting on a face like Goyle, "the first year - you saved the Philosopher's Stone from the mysterious man. ”

"But it's just luck," said Harry, 'it doesn't mean strength, I couldn't cast a spell at the time, if it weren't for Van Lin's command, ......"

"The next year," Ron interrupted him, "you killed the basilisk and destroyed Riddle." ”

"Yes, but it was Fawkes and Van Lin who helped me, I-"

"In the third year," Ron said in a loud voice, "you've defeated hundreds of Dementors at once—"

"You know it was a fluke, if that time turner—"

"Last year," Ron almost shouted, "you fought the Mystic again and escaped-"

"Listen to me!" Harry said angrily, as Ron and Hermione were smirking smirked. "Just listen to me, okay? It sounds like that, but all the factors are luck - I didn't do anything half the time, I didn't plan anything, I didn't even think about it, I just got help every time-"

Ron and Hermione were still laughing, and Harry was even more angry, but even he didn't know why he was so angry. "Don't just laugh here, you know you can do it better than I do," he said angrily, "I don't even know what's going on, I just happened to be there, it's not that I'm very good at defending against the dark arts—I just happened to break in- don't laugh!!"