The slender quill pen turned in his hand, and John's fingers gently rubbed the feather, and said lightly, "Interesting prop." ”

He had no intention of writing, instead staring at Umbridge's somewhat stiff face.

"There is no precedent at Hogwarts for using dark arts to punish students."

With his slender fingers between the barrel of the pen, John looked at Umbridge playfully and said, "What do you think would happen to the Ministry of Magic if you used dark arts to punish students outside?" ”

Umbridge giggled and said in a sinister voice, "I'm just teaching disobedient students a lesson." ”

"Why don't I give you a chance?" John put the pen on the table and pushed it towards Umbridge, and said meaningfully, "Copy, or I wouldn't mind having the Ministry of Magic withdraw your position." ”

Umbridge smiled, and she looked at John like a spoiled child, and pushed the pen back.

"Kid, the outside world isn't Hogwarts."

"Really?"

John raised an eyebrow, leaned back in his chair, and playfully announced a string of names: "Draco Malfoy." ”

"Pansy Parkinson."

"Millicent? Bosted. ”

"Theodore Knott."

"Daphne Greengrass."

“……”

One by one, the names of the Slytherin students were pronounced, and at first Umbridge was absent-minded.

But gradually, her smile couldn't be maintained.

John's fingers were crossed against his chin, and those deep eyes made people feel invisible pressure.

"I don't understand what you mean by that?" Umbridge coughed twice and forced a pretentious smile.

"Don't understand?" John smiled heavily and joked: "What do you don't understand behind these people's surnames?" ”

"Some of them are the descendants of Hogwarts school trustees, the sons of high-ranking officials, the nephews of celebrities, the daughters of wealthy businessmen......"

Raising an eyebrow, John chuckled, "As long as we want, it is not a difficult problem to have these people jointly fire an investigator." ”

Umbridge was already smiling, her face was ugly, and she wanted to save face and whispered, "That's them, not you." ”

"Wrong," Johanna returned to her back in her chair, her eyelids slightly raised, like a stunned emperor, her voice not loud but audible, "it's us." ”

"Boom!"

The not-so-sturdy wooden door was smashed open by two big men.

Malfoy walked to stand behind John under Umbridge's astonished gaze.

This was followed by Daphne, Pansy, Theodore......

The green of Slytherin took over the office, and they were silent, their cohesive power like glass, and the light shone on it, reflecting a bright light that made the eyes swell.

The pink cat plate on the wall was blocked by the students, and John was huddled in the crowd.

"You, you!" Umbridge snapped.

The only thing that responded to her was a pair of fanatical eyes, either unruly or gloomy.

John got up and straightened his wrinkled sleeves, "We're Slytherins, shrewd and calculating, and strength reigns supreme. ”

"Weak people, look up to us, remember our strength, remember our posture.

Fear us, mighty, remember our cohesion, remember our pride.

God's gift will bring you to your knees, and we ......"

The corners of John's mouth went up, and he pushed the quill forward again.

Met the feverish gaze of the Slytherin student, there was a magic in his voice that could not be refused, "Will make you stand up." ”

Umbridge slumped in his chair, chest heaving violently.

She wanted to, wanted to expel this Muggle-born student.

But she ...... Can't.

Slytherin walked out of the office with his head held high.

They won.

No one can make their king apologize.

They are united and full of spikes.

Stupid rumors must not hurt them in the slightest, and they grow up in gossip.

The weak seek refuge from the strong.

And Slytherin......

It's a strong one.

Either turn a blind eye and put the Slytherin affair behind.

Either that or just wait for a Slytherin comeback and lose your position.

John gives Umbridge a choice.

It is true that he can do it himself, but isn't it better to do it that way?

Ambition, shrewdness, glory.

Victory goes to Slytherin.

No one can shake it.

...

No one but Slytherin can reproduce this operation.

Because they are not united enough.

The brave lion, the lonely eagle, the indisputable badger.

None of them work.

The weak make up the majority, and they are weak.

The brave lion can't stand a little gossip.

John came out of Umbridge, and Ron, who was still a little gloating, was dumbfounded.

Harry rubbed the back of his hand, not understanding that John didn't seem to be doing anything.

"You should know it wasn't John who snitched," Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and said viciously, "if it was him, how could he have been called over by Umbridge." ”

Ron felt that Umbridge was biased towards Slytherin.

He didn't know what was going on, he just felt that Umbridge was from Slytherin, too eccentric.

Angelina was a good talker to keep the Quidditch reorganization unaffected.

Malfoy was proudly telling John how he had slammed the door open.

John glanced at him and said, "How can I see that Goyle and Crabbe collided." ”

"Ahem, that's the kick you didn't see me kick, and the contribution is the greatest."

John had a hard time believing this nonsense.

He placed his right hand on the table, his fingers tapping on the tabletop.

The greatest strength of students is unity, and it's a shame that other colleges never think about this.

They turned to the professor for help and wanted Dumbledore to intervene, but they didn't know that as long as they united, even if Umbridge was the Minister of Magic, they would not dare to expel all the students at once.

A student is not just a student, but also a son and a daughter.

The family connections behind those are their strength.

If he understood this, Umbridge would not be so terrible.

"Keep the momentum going, and soon Dumbledore's complaint letter will be filling a box."

Smiling, John sees Malfoy being called away by Monty.

Presumably a matter of preparing for Quidditch.

Quidditch was squeezed out of the Triwizard Tournament last semester, and now that Monty is nearing graduation, he needs to keep himself from being the worst Quidditch captain in Slytherin for the next decade.

Slytherin's winning streak was broken before it reached his hands.

"Cedric Diggory and Cho Chang seem to have a problem with their relationship." Pansy and Daphne gossip.

Pansy said, "He was so busy when he became the student council president that Cho Chang felt left out in the cold. ”

When John heard this, he thought to himself that it was no wonder that Cho Chang appeared at the pig's head bar, it turned out that it was because of this.

As for whether the two will break up, it has become a talking point for the majority of Hogwarts girls.

Cedric wasn't as stilted as Percy, he was the student council president and mild-mannered, and he was the top spot in the Triwizard Tournament.

He is handsome and speaks well.

Who doesn't like such a person, it can be said that most of the girls in the school are waiting for them to break up and then come to a seamless position.

Pansy, the biggest melon eater, secretly bets that they won't make it this Christmas.

John also asked about this in the Star Society, and Cedric smiled bitterly, "You know, because of some things, I may be busy. ”

Cedric said, "But Autumn just thinks she's bored and she needs some friends. ”

"It's nice to have them together, and it can improve their grades, isn't it." Cedric looked very open, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with going to the Defence Against the Dark Arts special training class in the autumn.

He and John had the same idea, it would be good to let Qiu stay there and learn some self-defense techniques.

As for the Stars Society, he didn't think about letting Qiu Zhang come over.

Because he knew what he and others were doing, and that kind of thing was too dangerous.

"Your business ......," Cedric asked John without a word.

John nodded and said calmly, "I'm in the making, and I won't take any risks until I'm sure." ”

Cedric breathed a sigh of relief, he was now the oldest member of the Stars Club in the school.

He was also the most exposed to some things, and naturally knew how dangerous John's thing was.

After the conversation, Cedric had to get back to dealing with the student council.

...

Some people died, but not completely......