There was a thud.

It's harder than the wind and snow outside the castle.

"Scrimgeoiar?" Sirius turned his head to look, "What are you going to do?" ”

The head of the Auror Office took a deep breath: "Sirius, I'm sorry, but I still want to inform you that according to the relevant laws of the Ministry of Magic, the Auror Office is going to arrest you now. ”

His words fell, and the whole classroom fell into an eerie atmosphere.

Arrested?

Sirius looked at him incredulously, "Scrimthour, are you crazy?" You're going to arrest me? ”

He is now a professor at Hogwarts.

"Orders from the Ministry of Magic, they think you might still be involved with the Death Eaters." Scrimgeour spread his hands and uttered something unbelievable.

Sirius' tone was even more terrifying: "Are you really crazy, me?" Death Eaters? ”

Scrimgeour shook his head: "Of course I don't believe it either, but this is an order from above, and I can't help it." ”

As he spoke, he paused, "Sirius, for the sake of our acquaintances and Harry's face, so I'm here and I hope you can cooperate, of course. Of course, the Ministry of Magic will soon clear your name. ”

"You're making me believe in the Ministry of Magic?" Sirius sneered, "Scrimthour, are you naïve than I am?" ”

Scrimgeour opened his mouth, and he was about to speak.

Harry stood up, his eyes cold and his tone calm, "Mr. Scrimthour, we're in class now. ”

"It's a 5th grade Defence Against the Dark Arts class, you know what that means."

"Get out."

Several Aurors subconsciously exited the classroom, their feet trembling.

Scrimgeour took a deep breath, "Harry, I know you've always disliked the Ministry of Magic, but this time it was different. ”

"It's not just me."

"Minister Hinkenes is also here, it's wartime, and all uneasiness must be removed."

Harry nodded to the table, "Mr. Scrimthour, don't you understand what I'm saying?" ”

"Get out."

Scrimgeour gritted his teeth, "But I'm going to take Sirius." ”

"I don't think you can't." Harry shook his head.

"Dumbledore will agree." Scrimgeour whispered, "Minister Hinknis has rushed to convince Professor Dumbledore. ”

"At this morning's regular meeting, the Ministry of Magic has voted that during the special period, the Ministry of Magic will control Hogwarts, Sirius is just the beginning, in fact, every professor in Hogwarts will be interrogated by the Ministry of Magic, but those who are involved with Death Eaters will be the first"

"Really?" Harry asked him rhetorically, "But now, get out." ”

He raised his hand and punched out the seal.

Alder gushed out gently.

Pushing Scrimgeour and the Aurors behind him out of the room, he slammed his wand shut.

"Class." Harry looked at Sirius, who hadn't reacted yet, and reminded him.

Sirius suddenly.

He nodded and began his normal lesson.

Defence Against the Dark Arts was the last session on Monday, and when it was over, the young wizards walked out of the classroom, just one floor down the hall to make it time for dinner.

"What does the Ministry of Magic think?" Ron frowned, "Or is Sirius actually affected by something?" ”

He was referring to the "Defence Against the Dark Arts curse in class".

Of course

The students at Hogwarts didn't know if this rumor was true, but they had always said it - after all, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professors had always been plagued by many disasters, and this was the case for a long time, especially over the years, and it was changed every year. Obviously, among these subjects at Hogwarts, the most dangerous is the Magical Beasts Protection class.

But in the past few decades, there has only been one professor.

Defence Against the Dark Arts replacement professor can be pulled out to play a Quidditch World Cup.

"I don't know if Snape was approached by them." Harry looked up at the faculty seat, where none of the professors had arrived.

Ron's face suddenly turned wonderful: "Professor Snape is much more difficult to deal with than Sirius. ”

"I wish Scrimgeour had found him sooner."

"Professor Snape is so wrong today, I feel like if I do, I'm going to be in big trouble."

Harry picked up the pumpkin juice and took a sip, "Hand, he took it back." ”

Ron was stunned.

After thinking about it carefully, I reacted, yes, hand! More than a year later, they were all used to Snape with only one arm, and they thought that he would never connect that arm, but they didn't expect that more than a year later, he still put it on, but if so, he would directly connect his arm at that time

Wait a minute

"Harry, could it be that he went to see him?" Ron thought of it, his expression suddenly panicked, and he leaned his head over and lowered his voice, "Although, although you have always believed in Professor Snape. ”

"But don't you think it's weird?"

"He hasn't taken an arm in over a year, Harry, he must go see his master again, you have to."

In his words, he pointed to two people.

Hermione understood what Ron meant, and looked at Harry with the same concern.

"I know." Harry's face remained unchanged and he nodded, "Don't worry." ”

Ron tilted his head, struggling to understand.

Hermione knew something.

Outside the foyer, the sound of hurried footsteps came, and there was a beating, very scattered, some familiar and some relatively unfamiliar.

Harry looked up.

In a field of professors, a pink toad is clustered.

Dumbledore walked beside her, talking to her.

Hogwarts meals, excluding feasts, are usually served during a single time slot, with some preferring to eat earlier and others preferring to be late - if you miss this slot, you have to learn how to find a kitchen, and if you can't find a kitchen, you have to go hungry.

Today is an exception.

The four deans gave extra notice and asked every student to rush over.

Wait until six o'clock, and all the students will arrive.

Dumbledore stood up and pushed his glasses, "I'm sorry, but on Monday when everyone was at their hardest"

His opening remarks weren't finished.

Ahem, ahem!

A sweet cough interrupted him.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, let me tell you." The Pink Toad woman stood up, a little shorter than when she sat down, and she quickly realized this and sat down again, "After all, you are the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and the next series of orders are from the Ministry of Magic. ”

Dumbledore didn't speak, just waved his hand, "Okay, then Miss Umbridge, please." ”

Umbridge pulled out his wand and pointed it to his throat, "Hello everyone, we're meeting again." ”

"I think a lot of people have an impression of me, and we met them just last year, when I was a referee in the Triwizard Tournament."

"Now I'd like to introduce myself to the new students, I'm Dorelos Umbridge, Senior Deputy Minister of Magic, and—" She said this, laughing happily in an unincomprehensible tone, "High Hogwarts Inquisitor. ”

"You can call me Ms. Umbridge, but I would rather you call me Professor Umbridge."

She paused, as if expecting the students' reaction, but the young wizards all looked at him with blank expressions, and many of the Gryffindors frowned.

This guy.

How to be more verbose than Professor Dumbledore.

And the sound was so ugly - Professor Dumbledore's voice was good.

"You seem surprised." Umbridge found a look of expectation on the faces of several first-year wizards, and smiled lightly, "Aren't the Hogwarts professors full?" Why is there a new professor? ”

"I'm sorry to inform you."

"Your Professor Black, because of his suspicion of Death Eater involvement, will be temporarily detained and interrogated, and I will take over as Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, so."

Harry stood up, "Dumbledore, you agreed?" ”

"Mr. Potter, I understand," Umbridge said sweetly.

"Shut up, I didn't talk to you." Harry interrupted him forcefully with a wave of his hand, his gaze resting on Dumbledore.

"Harry, come to my office later." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "We'll talk about it then." ”

Harry scoffed and looked at Umbridge, "I didn't agree to change the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. ”

"Mr. Potter, deduct fifty points." Umbridge grinned, smiling a little happily, "Because of contradicting the professor and ignoring the orders of the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Potter, you are just a little wizard."

"Really?"

Harry looked at her calmly.

"Perhaps, you remember my name."

"Perhaps, do you remember what title the Ministry of Magic once gave me?"

"Ms. Umbridge, do you think I have the qualifications?"

Umbridge didn't speak, he kept a dead toad's face and gritted his teeth, not daring to look at Harry, only staring at the hat around his waist that symbolized Gryffindor and Hogwarts.

"I don't care what Albus thinks, and I don't care." Harry waved his hand and patted Hermione on the shoulder, "But Hogwarts is not only him, but also me, give you time to repent." ”

"Don't provoke me again and again."

"Albus's face is running out."

Hermione stood up.

Ron also stood up.

They made their way to the grand staircase.

"Potter, are you going to oppose the Ministry of Magic, against the unanimity of the entire wizarding world?" Umbridge rebuked loudly and shouted out.

Harry didn't reply, "You came first." ”

He waved his hand and left.

The Gryffindors sat silently, wondering why Harry and Umbridge were suddenly in such tension, but soon the scales began to shift. They didn't like this toad-like woman, and Professor Blake, though a little reckless, was a good professor.

What's more, it's Harry.

The little lions were silent, got up one by one, and left the auditorium without a word.

This is Gryffindor, who voted against, and of course the lions will follow the lion king.

The Hufflepuffs were in a commotion.

Someone tried to get up and leave.

(End of chapter)