Unlike usual, after the divination class, Professor Trelawney did not give everyone homework, and she left the classroom in a somewhat lost spirit. Of course, it should be the one when Umbridge left, "I'll let you know in the near future." "I'm scared.

"Professor Trelawney looks so pathetic. The little maid looked at the divination professor who had left the classroom with some sympathy.

"Yes, her class is quite interesting. Louis agreed.

Although Professor Trelawney's class was basically just a random prediction of something, at least Louis had never seen her make a real prediction after so many classes. But it is undeniable that Professor Trelawney's class is more interesting than a boring course like 'History of Magic'. Of course, as long as you don't have the mentality of learning divination knowledge, then you can still have fun, after all, there are still a lot of tricks in divination classes.

"Master, what do you say Umbridge will do?" asked the little maid.

"It's not clear for the time being, after all, no one knows what kind of rights this so-called 'High Procurator of Hogwarts' has. "But I think poor Trelawney will be the worst of all, for Umbridge doesn't seem to be the kind of person who likes to joke with prophecies." ”

"But she should know it's not true, right?" asked the little maid, confused.

Umbridge was from the Ministry of Magic, and she should know how difficult it was to make a true prophecy.

"It's because she knows Trelawney is just talking nonsense, that's why she's doing that. "After all....... No one wants to hear someone curse themselves, do they, even if they know it's impossible. ”

"I really wanted to get rid of her, she was just an eyesore at school. The little maid said angrily.

"Don't worry, don't forget that the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at this school hasn't been able to stay for a full year. Louis said with a smile.

"Okay........." said the little maid, looking a little depressed, and then she looked at the class schedule. "Young Master, it's time for us to go to the next classroom. ”

"Let's go, I think Professor McGonagall's transfiguration class?" Louis asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, young master. The little maid said after packing her school bag.

When they walked to the transformation classroom, they found that the students had almost arrived. Umbridge, on the other hand, sat in a small corner on the side, this time holding something like a notebook.

During class, Professor McGonagall walked in through the doorway, and she didn't even say hello as if she hadn't seen Umbridge.

Professor McGonagall glanced around the students in her seats and said, "Mr. Finnis, please come here and get your homework homework." Miss Bernath, come here to get a box of mice. Divide them among all the students.......... Oh..... Don't be so stupid Miss Bernath...... They won't bite your ......"

"Ahem......" Umbridge pretended to cough twice, as if she had interrupted Dumbledore's speech.

Professor McGonagall didn't know if she hadn't heard Umbridge's cough or if she really thought she wasn't admitting defeat, so she ignored her completely. Fennis and Bernath did as Professor McGonagall had said, handing out homework and rats, respectively.

"Alright, now please listen carefully to what I have to say. Oh...... Daniel, if you move that rat again, I promise you'll be locked up today. Professor McGonagall warned Daniel, who had been poking the rat with his wand.

"Ahem......" Umbridge coughed louder this time.

"What's wrong?" Professor McGonagall asked, frowning, apparently unhappy that someone had interrupted her class.

"Professor McGonagall, I think you should have been notified yesterday that I will check ........ while you are in class"

"I know, but when I'm in class, please follow the discipline of my class. Professor McGonagall interrupted Umbridge without waiting for her to finish, then turned around and scribbled some class notes on the blackboard.

Umbridge looked like she was being choked by the neck, and her face looked a little swollen. She looked very angry and opened the magnificent-looking notebook in her hand, and then frantically wrote something on it.

After class, Umbridge walked up to Professor McGonagall.

"How long have you been at Hogwarts?" Umbridge looked like a journalist with a notebook in one hand and a quill in the other.

"We will turn 39 years old in December this year. Professor McGonagall pushed her glasses and replied calmly.

Umbridge took notes, then turned to Professor McGonagall, "You'll receive your results in ten days." ”

"I'll wait for it. Professor McGonagall put away her textbook and looked at Umbridge without showing any hint of weakness.

It's her home turf, and no one has been at Hogwarts longer than she's been there, except for the unexpected.

Seeing that he didn't take advantage of it, Umbridge snorted coldly and left the classroom.

Professor McGonagall calmly watched Umbridge leave her classroom, then looked at the door with some distraction.

"Professor, are you alright?" Louis asked, walking over to Professor McGonagall.

"Oh...... Yes...... Of course. Professor McGonagall looked a little absent-minded.

"Are you worried about the inspection? If you're worried..........

"No, Luis, no. Professor McGonagall suddenly put away her usual serious look and looked very mild, like an ordinary grandmother next door. "I'm just nostalgic, I'll be at Hogwarts for almost forty years in the blink of an eye.........."

"Don't you regret it?" asked Louis earnestly, "with your level, I'm more than happy to accept you everywhere." If you join the Ministry of Magic, you only need to commute to work every day, and you don't have to worry about it at all like you do at school. If you don't want to go to the Ministry of Magic, we at Pendragon are more than welcome, after all, a Transfiguration Master is rare. ”

"Little Louis, are you digging into Dumbledore's corner?" Professor McGonagall asked with a smile.

"If you think so. Louis replied with a smile.

The biggest difference between wizards and Muggles is that Muggles are less able to handle things as they get older, while wizards become more experienced as they get older. Professor McGonagall's decades of experience are a great intangible asset.