Slytherin prefect.

If it weren't for Umbridge's reminder, he would have almost forgotten who he is.

Umbridge glared at Draco incredulously.

What's going on

Even Slytherin abandoned himself?

Draco straightened up his shabby school robes, looked at her politely, and smiled slightly, "Professor Umbridge, I hope you realize what you're doing." ”

He bowed his head in greeting, turned and walked out of the office, raising his hand just as he was about to take off his prefect's medal, when his fingers touched the cold edge and stopped.

There's nothing bad about this thing to wear.

He has always been proud to be a Slytherin.

Thinking of this, he straightened his back and strode towards the Slytherin common room.

Tonight, the fight is more lively.

Madam Pomfrey was almost wounded.

With a wave of his hand, Umbridge issued two more education orders.

"Education Order No. 26: The Senior Investigator has the power to dismiss any professor who has been assessed and is not qualified to serve as a professor."

"Education Order No. 27: Groups of three or more persons are prohibited, and all gatherings of three or more persons must be reported to the Senior Investigator and approved (including Quidditch teams)."

However, her new order did not receive any reaction.

No one cares about her.

Except for the Slytherin Quidditch team, who really went to Umbridge and asked for her approval, the other three houses didn't take her seriously.

Even the professors.

Except for Trelawney, who has a similar relationship with Harry and really knows that he really doesn't have any real skills, even Hagrid doesn't panic.

All the way to the new week.

Monday night.

Umbridge was resting in her office, holding her kitten in her arms, and in front of her spread out a row of photographs of Hogwarts professors, which she had collected from various magazines.

"Who's going to leave this week?" She squinted, pondering.

Eyes wandered over Trelawney and Hagrid.

A thin-looking, bully-looking Trelawney who has a better reputation among students than herself.

A half-blood giant who has disobeyed his will, but he has not even realized that he is a half-blood giant.

The two of them were Umbridge's first choice.

Just when she was making a move.

There was a knock on the office door.

Umbridge didn't react, she was used to making some noise at the door during this time, and was pushed away violently, since arriving at Hogwarts, except for the first few days, she had not been respected.

Knock Knock –

There was another knock on the door, and the sound was hurried.

Only then did she realize that this was a knock on the door, and normal people would knock on the door before entering.

"Come in." Umbridge cleared his throat and shouted sweetly, waving his wand and opening the door.

A Slytherin rushed in in a panic: "Professor Umbridge, it's not good. ”

"Potter, and a bunch of Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs in the Great Hall!"

"More than three people."

"All the students in grades one through fifth went to go."

Colony!

The education order was issued by himself.

This word made her stand up suddenly.

These damn little wizards!

But "Porter", at the beginning of this sentence, has the two-syllable word "Porter".

crushed her shoulders and made her sit back down.

"Potter too?" Her voice stiffened.

Slytherin nodded.

Umbridge took a deep breath and waved his hand, "I see." ”

Slytherin poked his head out, "Professor, aren't you going to stop them?" I saw that some of the Slytherins seemed to have gone as well. ”

Umbridge took another deep breath and glared at him viciously, "I'll go later, and I still have to make some preparations." ”

"Then I'll wait for the professor here." The young Slytherin wizard nodded, and instead of leaving, he walked into the house.

Umbridge slapped the table: "No! ”

"You go back first, I know the way."

The little wizard of Slytherin left aggrieved, and he was obviously very considerate of Professor Umbridge, but why did he still receive this treatment.

It's not fair!

Umbridge took a deep breath and picked up the quill heavily, he wasn't completely without someone who could support him.

in the auditorium.

The long table was removed, and the little wizards of the four houses were there.

"Malfoy?" Ron keenly caught the glaring green, "Why are you here?" ”

Slytherin has the least number of people.

Combined, the five grades are not yet twenty, only sixteen.

Malfoy glanced at him and slowly pulled out a bag of Galleons, "Professor Umbridge's content doesn't make any sense, and of course we're hungry for better knowledge." ”

"If you accepted the commission from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, why not from Slytherin?"

Ron didn't answer, looking back at Harry.

Malfoy shook the pocket in his hand: "Of course, we are also ready to entrust the payment, two Galleons per person, which should be far more generous than theirs." ”

He threw himself forward and embraced Ron.

Ron flicked his wand, and the levitation charm caught it with precision.

"Of course there is no problem." Harry nodded.

Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief.

The other Slytherins were undisguised and breathed a sigh of relief.

Slytherin had always been at odds with the other three houses, they were used to being ostracized, and now they were afraid of being ostracized again.

Thankfully not.

Harry didn't speak, stepped aside, and handed the stage to Neville, for today's lesson, Neville had been preparing for a long time, asking Hermione many times, and even Professor McGonagall for advice, and when Professor McGonagall knew that Harry was going to let him teach a fifth-year wizard, McGonagall's face was full of surprise.

Neville stammered, stammering.

Several times I almost bit my tongue.

It was a terrible performance, but it was useful for the young wizards to be able to distinguish what was coming out of Neville's mouth, not to mention that Harry was still sitting on the sidelines, not knowing what was writing and drawing on the parchment, and they didn't dare to complain too much until the dissatisfaction had accumulated to the limit.

Regardless of whether the young wizards took the initiative to show this tolerance, this inclusive atmosphere still brought Neville a lot of motivation after all.

His words became more and more fluent.

The back is also getting straighter and straighter.

The content of the speech has also become more and more organized.

Forty-five minutes passed, and the class ended.

Neville's wrist ticked, and he let out a long sigh of relief and clapped his hands gently, "Okay, the first class is over, let's rest for ten minutes, and after ten minutes, we'll continue with the second period." ”

He stomped his foot heavily and hurriedly stepped down from the teacher's seat.

In the corner, a cat that made Crookshan dare not approach nodded in satisfaction.

Putting aside the stammering style of speech and the danger Neville had created for himself on several occasions, like falling on the ground or something, it was a good lesson.

Ten minutes later.

Just before the second class was about to start.

Bang bang -

The door to the auditorium was pushed open, and Umbridge walked in with a group of Aurors, and the closest to the pink toad was an old acquaintance, Scrimgeur.

Umbridge never felt that the only people who could support her were Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sprout and other professors, she always remembered very well that her most important identity was the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, and it was obvious that the one who could support herself the most was the Ministry of Magic.

She was triumphant and swaggering.

"Potter, your dream is over!" As soon as Umbridge entered, he shouted, "Now stop your gatherings and ask me for mercy." ”

"You've broken too many education orders!"

"Also, Miss Granger, leave Mr. Porter, I said, I mean, that the Education Order states that healthy relationships between men and women should be kept six inches away."

All the little wizards looked at her.

Someone noticed the Aurors, and their eyes turned terrified.

Someone took a deep breath and breathed nervously, like Cedric, already holding his wand tightly in his hand.

Harry stood up, didn't speak, and looked at Scrimgeour.

Umbridge followed his gaze and fell on Scrimgeur, even more proud: "See, Potter, if you disobey my orders again, it will be disobeying the current trend of the wizarding world against the Death Eaters, you are delaying our fight against evil."

She didn't finish her words.

Scrimgeour tucked his wand back into his pockets and held his hands high, "No, Harry, I'm not here to be your enemy. ”

Umbridge was stunned, her eyes about to pop out.

Wait a minute

Aren't you here to support yourself?

Why didn't Potter say a word, and you surrendered first?

Scrimgeour didn't even look at Umbridge: "I just came here to collect her body, I don't think you would want to leave such a shady thing at Hogwarts." ”

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Other than that, I have some things to say to you and Dumbledore." Scrimgeour looked serious, "Very important. ”

"Trust me, Harry, I've always been your friend."

Harry nodded, waving his hand.

Scrimgeour stepped aside.

Harry walked slowly towards Umbridge.

The pink toad was frightened, alone, and stepped back, pulling out his legs and about to snatch the door.

With a bang, the door slammed shut.

"You seem to be getting a little too carried away." Harry looked straight at her and said in a calm tone, "Is it because of your position as Deputy Minister of Magic?" ”

Umbridge almost subconsciously retorted.

Say the phrase "a senior deputy minister, not a deputy minister".

"Or do you think the Ministry of Magic can decide everything?" Harry continued.

"Or do you naively think that the premise of 'dealing with the Death Eaters' will restrain me in the same way that you restrain Dumbledore? ”

At this, Harry paused.

He glanced back, his gaze swept over Draco, Cedric, Goldstein, Ron, smiled slightly, and whispered, "I didn't deal with it before because the timing wasn't right. ”

"Thank you so much for coming over now."

"Otherwise, I'll have to wait until Friday to get you here."

"So. Vote now. ”

Harry raised his wand and spewed out a huge Hogwarts crest that floated in the middle of the Great Hall, but it was colorless, white and dim.

There's another chapter in the evening, don't worry!!!!! Tonight!!!!!

(End of chapter)