[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Amy still didn't sleep well that night, but she was still energetic the next day. There was no pressure in the spell class and herbal medicine class in the morning.

However, in the afternoon there was actually a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Umbridge had already taught Gryffindor and Slytherin a lesson in the morning, and heard that something unpleasant had happened.

"As Ravenclaw students, you should know that the content in books is very important! And as Hufflepuff students, you should know that solid study of book knowledge is much more important than practice! Learning these will allow you to pass the exam safely without encountering any danger! Now put your wands away and copy the third to eighth paragraphs of the first lesson five times!" Umbridge said, While walking around among the desks, she squeezed out a smile that made people uncomfortable.

Amy almost wanted to throw the book down, and weakly whispered: "Okay! I'm going to fail the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam this year again! She's actually trying to teach exams... She reminds me of my high school teacher..."

"What high school?" Joey heard the suspicious words.

"Nothing, nothing!" Amy waved her hands quickly, then took out her quill, dipped it in ink and started copying honestly.

Joey looked even more puzzled: "I thought you would stand up and refute her... Look! Everyone is waiting for you to take action!"

Amy quietly looked at the expectant eyes of the classmates around her and shook her head: "I'm not stupid! My arms can't twist my thighs. There are only two consequences for trying to talk sense to her! One is that I don't win and I get scolded. The second is to win, and then be punished... In short, none of us should ask for trouble, just do whatever she asks!"

Joey couldn't help but snickered: "You look very experienced!"

Amy suddenly showed the attitude of someone who has come before: "Ha~ This is a lesson learned in blood and tears..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Angela at the next table raised her hand high.

Umbridge flipped through the roll call book, confirmed Angela's seat number, and then asked: "Any questions, Miss Tonks?" Although her tone was gentle and there was still a smile on her face, Amy could tell , her eyes showed displeasure.

Angela asked loudly: "Professor, if we just copy the text without trying to wave the magic wand, can we learn the real knowledge of defense against the dark arts?"

Umbridge still showed her teeth-itching smile and said: "The Ministry of Magic believes that you don't need to learn that knowledge at all! Because no one will use black magic to attack you! Who will use black magic to deal with you? Where is the child?" She seemed to have told a very funny joke and started laughing first, and wanted others to laugh with her.

"Death Eaters will do it!" Angela insisted: "The mysterious man has been resurrected, and Death Eaters may break into our homes at any time and torture or kill our family members! We must learn how to protect ourselves, and Don’t waste your time copying books here!”

The classroom fell silent, and after a few seconds they started whispering.

Amy couldn't help but admire: "Angela is becoming more and more courageous! But..."

Then I vaguely heard Safra, who was sitting in the front row, say: "Humph~ I'm in the limelight..."

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, and it could be seen that she gritted her teeth bitterly, and then continued to say in a coquettish voice: "Miss Tonks, you must have been deceived by Dumbledore's lies, right? Magic The Ministry of Magic believes that the mysterious man died more than ten years ago, and he will not come back! Now we are very safe! Those Death Eaters are all unemployed wizards pretending to be! The Ministry of Magic has reason to suspect that there must be someone among them. Sirius Black who escaped from Azkaban, and that werewolf Remus Lupin!"

Amy choked on these words all of a sudden. She felt so uncomfortable that she almost wanted to insert the quill in her hand directly into the toad's mouth.

"What the hell is going on here? Are you still making sense?" Amy lowered her voice to make sure Umbridge wouldn't hear her. However, the lower her voice got, the more aggrieved she became, her heart burning and her lungs about to explode.

Angela continued to say loudly: "No! He is really back! Aurors..."

"Shut up!" Umbridge suddenly shouted at Angela.

Amy quickly shouted to Angela: "Angela, shut up!" Then she raised her hand and said to Umbridge: "Professor, don't worry! She has a brain problem and often talks nonsense. We Usually I ignore her!”

"Miss Tonks! I think you should be detained! On Friday night, with Gryffindor Potter!" Umbridge still forced a ferocious smile on her face, trying to cover up the troubling expression on her face. A murderous scowl. Then he stared at Amy again: "Miss Li! Although you raised your hand, but you spoke without my permission... you will also be detained!"

Amy just opened her mouth to argue something, but immediately swallowed all the words, gritted her teeth, and said to her heart, "I love you so much!" If you look for reasons to excuse yourself now, you may be punished even more severely by this unreasonable old woman, and the gain outweighs the loss.

She finally saw that this unreasonable old woman would only use the Ministry of Magic as a backer, only act according to her own wishes, and would severely punish anyone who looked displeased with her.

This time Angela was caught in the crossfire, while Amy failed to save others and was dragged into the water together.

……

On Friday night, Amy and Angela went to Umbridge's office together. No one could imagine how Umbridge would punish them.

"I'm sorry, Amy!" Angela's face was full of apologies: "I caused you trouble!"

Amy waved her hand, yawned, and said: "Let's not talk about this for now! I'd better remind you again. Don't talk about the resurrection of the mysterious man and the gathering of Death Eaters in front of this toad! You should have figured it out, she won't believe it no matter what, no matter how many times you say it, it won't work! I hope you will learn a lesson after this confinement and stop trying to wake up people who are pretending to be asleep!"

Angela nodded and whispered: "I understand! My mother also said that the Ministry of Magic does not want to believe that the mysterious man is resurrected because they have no way to deal with the mysterious man. If it spreads, it will cause trouble in the magic world. □□. In order to keep his position, the minister had to insist like this. In fact, I think they are just afraid!"

Amy still nodded, but she couldn't say anything anymore because they had already walked outside the door of Umbridge's office.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and Umbridge's delicate voice came from inside: "Please come in!"

When they pushed the door open, Harry was already sitting at a table inside, holding a strange-looking pen and about to write something.

This is not the first time for Amy to come to this office, but the walls and furnishings inside suddenly turned into pink and tender colors, with bows... Amy swore that she would never buy pink clothes and clothes again. Decorated! For the first time, she discovered that pink can make people so depressed and disgusting!

"You guys should also find a chair and sit down! Take my special pen!" Umbridge also handed the strange-shaped pen to each of Amy and Angela, and gave each of them a piece of sheepskin. Paper.

The two girls, who still didn't know the seriousness of the matter, were a little happy. So it turned out that the solitary confinement was just a punishment for writing a self-reflection? That's so easy!

After they sat down, they heard Umbridge say: "Miss Tonks, just like Mr. Potter, write 'I can't lie'! Miss Li, write 'I must learn to respect the professor'!"

"How many times should you write it?" Angela asked innocently.

Just like when Umbridge answered Harry, she said: "Write until it is unforgettable!"

"Where's the ink?" Amy asked.

"This pen requires no ink!" said Umbridge.

Amy also muttered: "There are gel pens in the magic world too? Can you write without ink?"

However, when they wrote the words they should write on the parchment in front of them, there was a huge pain on the back of their left hand, as if it had been scratched by the tip of a knife.

Amy, who was still a little confused, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and became extremely sober. She clearly saw that the words she wrote on the parchment were being engraved on the back of her hand one stroke at a time. It was as deep as the skin, but no blood was seen flowing out.

Where's the blood?

Of course it was transferred to the tip of the pen using some kind of magic, and then used as ink to write words on the parchment.

Angela was already sobbing, and she must be regretting saying those words in class now.

Amy gritted her teeth tightly and slowed down her writing speed very, very slowly. The pain on the back of her left hand made her want to shed tears.

"This old woman is so cruel... You must not confront her head-on... unless you can kill her with one blow!!" Amy said secretly in her heart.