Hogwarts Card Drawer

"Did you know? Cronos. Professor Umbridge has been recognized as the senior investigator at Hogwarts." Draco walked to Corot with a copy of this morning’s Daily Prophet in his hand. North's side said.

"I didn't know just now, but now I know. But what does that have to do with me?" Cronos shrugged indifferently. His top priority now is how to explain the thesis in the Potions class for a while.

"How come it doesn't matter?" Draco said gloomily, "Fudge gave him the right to censor all the teachers at Hogwarts. And you, the professor of the Magic Circle class."

"It doesn't matter, if he removes me from my post, I will just take a break." Cronos showed no concern about this matter.

Before Cronos had finished speaking, a paper full of his fonts was slammed on his head viciously.

"If you hand over something like this in the O.W.L. exam, the grade I give you is what you will get." Professor Snape said viciously.

Then he walked briskly among the class and returned homework to them, "This should give you a clear understanding of what will appear in the exam."

Professor Snape walked to the classroom and turned to face the classmates.

Cronos took a look at the grade on his homework, which was an "A", which was just a pass.

"What's yours?" Cronos stretched his neck to look at the grades on Draco's homework.

"It's also A." Draco smiled and showed Chronos the other side of the parchment.

"The overall level of homework this time is terrible. If it were the exam, most of you would not have passed. I hope that in this week's essay on various types of antidote, you can work harder, otherwise I have to call those idiots of D into confinement."

"Does anyone get D? Ha!" Draco sneered softly.

"I guess if I were not O, Professor Snape would not let me go." Cronos put his homework in his school bag depressed.

After the potions class is the defense against the dark arts class, or with the classmates of Gryffindor. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students hurriedly packed their bags and rushed to the next class location.

Senior wizard Griselda Marchbanks. "Professor Umbridge said calmly, "I am here to teach you how to use Ministry-approved, but it does not include introducing certain points of view to students, because those things do not need to be understood too much. The teacher who taught this course before may allow you Doing so, but I am different from them. Perhaps Professor Quirrell is an exception. He at least allows his courses to be free of age restrictions, which will be tested by the Ministry of Magic.

"Quelow is a good teacher," Harry said loudly. "He just made a small mistake and was under Voldemort's control." As soon as Harry finished speaking, the whole classroom fell silent. Chronos realized that Harry was still stunned.

Then, "I think you need another week of confinement, which is good for you, Mr. Potter." Professor Umbridge said calmly. The scar on Harry's arm hadn't fully healed yet, and the wound was about to bleed again the next day.

In the confinement at night, he no longer complained about anything. He decided not to let Professor Umbridge succeed. He wrote this over and over again that I can’t lie. The room was quiet except for his pen rustling, and, Every time he writes, the wound deepens.

The lunch time at noon is one of the few rest times for the students of Cronos and his grade, and they can't breathe because of the mountain-like homework.

"What class do you have in the afternoon?" Cronos asked after cutting a piece of lamb chops.

"Two transgender classes and a magical animal protection class." Daphne had already memorized the course schedule, and she didn't need to look through her schoolbag to read it.

During one hour of lunch, Cronos and the others said these two things. Everyone closed their mouths tacitly, and chose to rest for a while.

In the afternoon, Professor Umbridge followed Chronos and the others into the transgender classroom. It seems that she is going to exercise the power of her senior investigator.

On time and on time, Professor McGonagall strode into the classroom. Judging from her expression, she didn't seem to know the existence of Professor Umbridge.

"Okay," she said, and the classroom fell silent immediately, "Mr. Slughorn, please come and post your homework, Miss Astoria, please take this box of mice down, don't be so stupid. Girl, they won’t bite you. Give each classmate one."

Chronos felt that Professor McGonagall's worry was unnecessary, at least Chronos did not see the slightest fear from Daphne's face.

When sending out his homework, Cronos paid attention to his grades. Still "A", completely acceptable.

"Cough~www.NovelMTL.com~Cough." Professor Umbridge coughed, which was the stupid light cough she used to interrupt Dumbledore on the first night of school. Professor McGonagall pretended not to see it.

Professor Umbridge looked like he had been slapped in the face. But he didn't speak, just sorted out the parchment on the clip, and then violently jotted down something on it.

But Professor McGonagall looked extremely cold and just continued to teach his class.

‘Like what I said earlier: the vanishing spell becomes more complicated when used to vanish animals. Invertebrates like snails do not provide you with enough difficulty; while mammals like mice are slightly more difficult. But you can't practice well before dinner because of this. Now let me check your spells so that I can determine how far you are...’

‘How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts? Asked Professor Umbridge.

When they walked out of the classroom, Draco insisted on pulling Chronos Sedaphni to eavesdrop behind the door.

‘It’s been thirty-nine years in December this year’ Professor McGonagall said suddenly after closing her bag.

Professor Umbridge made a note.

‘Very good’ she said, ‘you will receive the results of the test within ten days. ’

‘I will wait seriously. "Professor McGonagall said in a cold voice that was different from usual, and strode out the door.

"I don't know if she would ask Professor Snape in this tone." Draco had a feeling that the excitement was not too much of an issue.

"Don't worry, she will." Cronos satisfied his curiosity in advance.

"Why are you so sure?" Draco asked puzzled.

"I guess." Chronos smiled.

"You two, better hurry up." Daphne couldn't help kicking Chronos' ankle. "We're going to be late."