A Hogwarts dissertation guide

The death of Scrimgeour has come to an end, but the Ministry of Magic's Special Investigation Team obviously does not want to end their trip to Hogwarts. They are still stationed on the grass, even if the students and professors are full of complaints about it. , and they have no intention of returning to the Ministry of Magic.

"Are they planning to stay there forever?" Neville said, looking at the tent outside through the window.

"Apparently so." Seamus played with his wand boredly.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts course was temporarily run by Senior Undersecretary of Magic Dorelos Umbridge, who completely prohibited students from using wands in class, so Seamus could only secretly play with his wand under the desk.

Umbridge stood behind the podium, wearing the same fuzzy pink cardigan from the day before and a black velvet bow on her head.

Well, to describe it this way, it's like a big fly landing on a bigger toad.

"Students, your class has always been intermittent and unsystematic, isn't it?" Umbridge faced the whole class, crossed her fingers with her hands and placed them squarely on her chest, and then said: " Teachers are constantly changing, and there is not even one professor who can teach you for more than two years..."

"But we are only in the second year." Seamus whispered to Neville beside him, "Don't she think this is a bit ridiculous?"

"But over the years, the school has always changed the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts every year," Neville stammered. "Last year it was Professor Quirrell, and this year it is Professor Scrimgeour. Everyone says this position is cursed... ....”

"I won't believe this nonsense anyway." Seamus said nonchalantly.

In front of him were Hermione and Ron. Harry was supposed to be here, but Professor Snape insisted that his body had not recovered yet and it was best not to return to school immediately.

No matter how hard Harry argued, his own body knew best that he would be fine already.

But Snape didn't give Harry a chance to refute. He just mentioned it to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore approved Snape's suggestion.

This made Harry very depressed, but he had no choice. He could only stay with Snape in the underground classroom all day, and return to the bed in the infirmary at night.

Hermione and Ron were whispering too, not just Seamus and Neville, in fact, almost every table was whispering.

This made Umbridge very angry. She knocked on the blackboard hard, and a few lines of words appeared on the blackboard.

"The objectives of the course are: 1. Understand the basic principles of Defense Against the Dark Arts. 2. Learn to identify situations where Defense Against the Dark Arts can be used legally. 3. In practical applications..."

"Why don't you write these words down?" Umbridge asked, her voice almost boring.

The only sound in the classroom was the rustling of quills writing on parchment.

"This class is getting boring," Ron complained. "I prefer Professor Scrimgeour. At least he's willing to teach us some real skills, and there's a dueling club."

"Who says it's not," Hermione agreed, "I don't know if the Dueling Club can continue to be held without Professor Scrimgeour."

"Oh my god! No! I'm still very interested in dueling." Ron complained softly.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, almost exactly the same as Edward's action, "I think you must still remember Professor Scrimgeour's words, before you change your wand, never think of casting even a single spell in his assembly. .”

"Of course I remember," Ron muttered.

The whispers between them obviously caught Umbridge's attention. She walked up to Ron and said, "Mr. Weasley, miss, what are you talking about in my class?"

"What? Chat? Not at all!" Ron pretended to be stupid.

"I heard you clearly, Mr. Weasley," said Umbridge. "You mentioned the Dueling Club, right?"

"Oh, that's right." Ron muttered, "I think not only me, but other students must also be concerned about this matter."

"Well, let me tell you the result. According to the assessment of the Ministry of Magic's education experts, the Duel Club has caused a great negative impact, which caused one of your students to launch an attack on his classmates. After unanimous discussion, the Ministry of Magic believes that Dueling Clubs shouldn't exist at Hogwarts," Umbridge said with a chuckle.

"Can't we use magic?" Ron shouted loudly, "Even to protect ourselves with magic?"

"Oh," Umbridge said as if she heard something terrible, "Mr. Weasley, are you worried that there will be a situation in the castle that requires you to use defensive spells? You don't think that you will be in class or Were you attacked while eating?"

"But like you said, someone attacked a classmate, and we need to protect ourselves." Ron said, standing up from his seat.

It seemed that his words were recognized by most people. Even though Gryffindor and Slytherin took the Defense Against the Dark Arts course together, Slytherin had to admit that Ron's words were indeed correct.

"What terrible thing are you talking about?" Umbridge's expression changed instantly. "That was just a misunderstanding. We have investigated it clearly."

"Then what's the result?" Hermione stood up. "Malfoy opened the secret room and attacked the students. If you investigate clearly, you must know that this is the truth."

Umbridge took a small step back, "Miss, in my class, students who want to speak must raise their hands first. Are you——?"

"Granger," Hermione said, quickly raising her hands.

Umbridge forced an ugly smile, her bubbly eyes stayed on Hermione for a while, and then he said to Hermione, "Why, Miss Granger, do you have any questions?"

"Yes," Hermione said, "I would like to know the results of the Ministry of Magic's investigation. Who opened the Chamber of Secrets? Did you catch him?"

"Are you from the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger?" Umbridge asked in her sickly sweet falsetto voice.

"No, but-"

"Then, I think you are not qualified to know the results of our investigation. This is a matter managed by adults, and it is a confidential document. Before you join the Ministry of Magic, I will not tell you any information-"

"But we should know," Ron said loudly, "if we don't catch the person who opened the secret room, all of us here will be in danger, and that guy will definitely-"

"Hands up, Mr. Weasley," Umbridge said angrily.