Umbridge reacted even faster than Kyle had expected.

Friday afternoon was sixth year Defence Against the Dark Arts, and his original plan was to learn new spells before Sirius was taken away.

But now the professor has changed.

By the time Kyle and Connor walked into the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium, still wearing her ugly, fluffy pink cardigan.

The class was silent, and Kyle didn't speak, just casually found a seat in the back row.

It's just that even if he sits further back, he will inevitably be troubled by Umbridge.

First of all, there are some hard and fast rules.

She asked everyone to answer her question by adding 'Professor Umbridge.' ’

For example, 'Okay, Professor Umbridge' or, 'No, Professor Umbridge'.

Everyone did so, but Kyle ignored her as if he hadn't heard.

Umbridge noticed, so unsurprisingly, she called Kyle's name directly.

"Why don't you do what I ask," she said, in a snarling voice, "is it that a few trivial honors make you arrogant enough to ignore the professor?" ”

"I'm sorry, Ms. Umbridge." Kyle said, "If the Second Order of the Order of the Merlin Regiment is considered 'insignificant,' I think you must have a lot of them, so how about showing them up." ”

Umbridge's face darkened instantly...... If she had the Merlin Medal, would she still use Kyle? It's been a long time since I got dressed!

"No, you won't have it." Kyle said in an exaggerated tone, "You don't even have this 'insignificant' honor, why are you embarrassed to be a professor, or do you give the principal Segallon?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Kyle immediately became the focus of everyone.

Everyone thought it was unbelievable, and they had the impression that Kyle had always been a standard Hufflepuff.

Gentle and polite...... Why has it suddenly changed now? It's even like a different person.

After all, even the most reckless Gryffindor couldn't say that kind of thing.

Umbridge was also trembling with anger.

"Presumptuous!" She screamed, "How dare you talk to me like that. ”

"Oh, well, you didn't Segalon." Kyle casually said, "Maybe you're using Sico, it will make the money bag look a little bigger." ”

Umbridge's face turned blue and red, and then, she seemed to think of something.

"Well, I'll admit, you do have a bit of a commendable honor."

Her voice was the same tone as before, fake and contrived.

However, that doesn't mean you can lose even the most basic politeness.

"Dumbledore didn't ever correct you, and he did a terrible job at this point, which is understandable.

"I think everybody here knows that he's been getting more and more irrational lately, and he's always saying ridiculous things, isn't it?"

No one answered.

But they also knew that Umbridge was talking about what had been reported in the Daily Prophet...... That is, at the end of the last school year, Dumbledore said the same words about the resurrection of the mysterious man.

"I think that's what you think too." She looked at Kyle again, a flash of ill-will in her eyes, "I think what Dumbledore said is ridiculous, and he himself is getting more and more confused." ”

"Dumbledore isn't confused." Someone couldn't help but say.

"In my class, students must raise their hands before speaking, you are ......"

"Justin Fenrieri."

Umbridge's gaze lingered on him for a moment, then turned to Kyle again.

"So what do you think?"

"I think ......," Kyle said, spreading his hands, "he's at least a lot smarter than you." ”

"So you think he's right?"

"Of course." Kyle said, "I believe in Professor Dumbledore, and I believe he saw it with his own eyes...... Voldemort. ”

There was a sudden inhalation and uncontrollable screams in the classroom......

"Hufflepuff 20 points!"

Umbridge showed a look of success and said triumphantly, "As punishment for your nonsense, and confinement, tomorrow morning at eight o'clock in my office."

"I also want to warn you that if you spread this nonsense again, the Ministry of Magic will take back your medal on behalf of the Order of Merlin."

"Ah, I'll remember." Kyle said.

Then, in the incredible eyes of everyone, he pushed the door directly and left the classroom.

Umbridge on the podium smiled even more, and she took out a piece of parchment from her handbag, wrote something on it, and sealed it with magic.

"Connor......" Mikel asked in a daze, "what the hell is wrong with him, could it be someone who drank the polyjuice potion, pretending?" ”

"It's not." Connor shook her head, in fact she was a little confused.

In this way, time passed little by little, and it was finally time for class to end.

Connor was the first to burst out of the classroom and found Kyle playing with Sniff in the Hufflepuff common room.

She ran over and sniffed closely around Kyle.

"What are you doing here?" Kyle couldn't help but ask.

"Look for the flavor of the polyjuice decoction," Connor said, "Well, no ......"

Then she sat down in an armchair next to her.

"What the hell happened to you?"

"Find a way to keep her locked up with me." Kyle said, "I had several plans ready, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. ”

"You want Umbridge to lock you up, so you want to stimulate her?" Connor didn't understand it even more.

"yes." Kyle nodded.

"Okay." Connor said that she was slightly relieved to know that it was Kyle's intention, "No wonder, I've never seen you that ......"

She paused and didn't continue.

"You're trying to say, mean, right?" Kyle laughed and said, "I learned it from Professor Snape, and it worked so well, didn't she, she got angry right away."

"But this is normal, after all, when it comes to vitriol, the professors and students of the entire school together are not as good as Professor Snape."

"What do you say?" Connor glared at him angrily.

"But it's true." Kyle muttered quietly, but looking at Connor's angry appearance, he quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, the 'vitriol' I mean here, really." ”

Seeing Kyle's sincere face, Connor reluctantly believed him.

"But I don't understand why you want to be locked up."

"Because it's more convenient." Kyle mumbled.

……

The next day.

In just one night, news of Kyle slamming the door and leaving in Umbridge's class spread, which was surprisingly fast by Hogwarts standards.

"Did you really leave halfway through?" Fred asked, sitting at the Hufflepuff table.

"Didn't give Umbridge any face?" George also asked on the other side.

As they spoke, their eyes flashed with a look of adoration that they had never seen before.

Yes, worship.

Whether it's Kyle receiving the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award or the Merlin Medal, they're just happy.

It's the first time I've been so excited as I was today.

"You all know?" Kyle asked casually.

"Ho......" George let out a strange laugh. Do you think it's a question you answered in class? ”

Slamming the door in the middle of the day can become a hot topic at Hogwarts on anyone, let alone Kyle, who has always been excellent.

"Did you take a Defence Against the Dark Arts class?" Kyle asked rhetorically.

"Nope." Fred shook his head.

"You'll know why I'm doing this when you're done." Kyle said.

He looked at the time, stood up and said, "I have to go to confinement."

"By the way, Cedric, I'm not sure when this confinement will end, so I'll wait for the Quidditch selection later......"

"It's okay, just leave it to us." Cedric said, looking at Kyle with some concern.

"It's okay, it's just a confinement, it's not a big deal." Kyle said.

Then, as he left the auditorium and went to Umbridge's office on the fourth floor, he knocked on the door, and a sweet voice came from within.

"Come in."

Kyle pushed the door open and walked in.

After six owners, this office has now become a different style.

Everything was topped with lace tablecloths, and several vases with dried flowers, all placed on separate small cushions.

On the wall hangs a set of decorative plates, each of which also contains a large cat with a brightly colored bow and a different bow.

"Good morning." Umbridge looked at him with a smile.

"Good morning." Kyle also responded enthusiastically, and he naturally walked to a sofa next to him and sat down, "Is there any black tea, no sugar, thank you, I feel that the apple pie for breakfast is a little too sweet." ”

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Kyle to be so bold, obviously he was locked up, and he actually wanted black tea.

Who does he think he is, the waiter with three brooms?

The smirk on Umbridge's face was a little uncontrollable, she enjoyed the feeling of being respected and flattered, but Kyle didn't take her seriously at all.

And it didn't matter if it was at St. Mungo a few years ago, or at the Ministry of Magic before, or now.

"There's no black tea here, and even if there is, I won't give it to you." Her voice grew sharper and more vicious.

"Because you spread evil, vile, sensational lies, and now, I am going to punish you for writing a few sentences...... Not with your pen, of course, but with this. ”

She pulled out a long, slender quill with a particularly sharp tip.

"If I'm not mistaken...... Kyle said, "there seems to be some kind of dark magic in there." ”

"Dark magic? No, no, it's just a punishment for you. That grinning smirk appeared on Umbridge's face again.

"Whatever excuse you use, Professor Dumbledore will not approve of your use of dark magic items in school."

"Dumbledore can't take care of the Ministry of Magic!" Umbridge said viciously, "And he won't know, at least no one will know about this until your punishment is over." ”

"That's right......" Kyle nodded.

He slowly pulled out his wand and waved it casually.

The next second.

"Smack!"

As if he had been slapped by an invisible giant, Umbridge flew out uncontrollably and slammed into the table next to him with a muffled thud.

The vase on it staggered to the ground and shattered.

It was only then that Kyle smiled and said:

"Really, why didn't you say it earlier, since no one knows, I'm still talking nonsense with you."

(End of chapter)