People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

The students at Hogwarts are already very familiar with this scene.

Ever since Umbridge became a professor at the school, she has always caused some quarrels and dissatisfaction.

However, just when everyone thought that the matter would end like before, the Daily Prophet published an article.

Ministry of Magic seeks education reform

Dolores Umbridge appointed first High Inquisitor

Fred dropped the half-eaten bread from his hand. He frowned and looked at Afro, "Senior Investigator? What do you mean?"

Hermione was unhappy that he interrupted her reading. She glared at Fred and continued to read the article on the white paper aloud with a stern face.

After Hermione finished reading, Avro looked across the table at Harry and Ron, her face more serious than ever before, "Now that Umbridge has been given power, she will only make the school even more chaotic."

"This is absolutely shameless!" Hermione said angrily, her eyes sparkling in the sun. "I can't believe the Ministry of Magic is so bold!"

"It's shameless indeed, but at least some of the things she did are pleasing to the public." Harry looked up at Flint's left hand placed on the table, where there were still faint scars on the skin.

Everyone was despairing about Umbridge's investigation into the school, but Ron was happy.

"I can't wait to see Snape's interrogation!" Ron said with a mischievous smile.

Fred and George grinned as they snatched the last of the bacon from his plate and handed him a piece of purple candy.

"Little Ronnie, your hopes may be dashed," said George.

"However, you can choose to give this candy to Umbridge." Fred continued after taking a bite of bacon.

"If you change the packaging to pink..." Afro said, jumping up, "she might be able to accept it. After all, she is--"

"Pink Toad!" said Fred and George at the same time.

"Oh, we have to go." Hermione said to them hurriedly, looking at her watch. "If she is checking Binns' class, we can't be late."

Unfortunately, Umbridge did not examine History of Magic. And Ron's most anticipated event did not happen, as Umbridge was not in Snape's dungeon.

"Strange! Didn't they say they were here to check on the teaching?" Ron muttered unhappily when he saw the long, pointed D on Harry's homework.

Snape sneered as he walked quickly among the students, handing out homework to them. "This should give you a clear idea of ​​how you will perform in the exam."

Harry stared at the D on the parchment, feeling that Snape was mocking him alone.

This semester, relations between Slytherin and Gryffindor have become more strained.

Even Draco, who was as arrogant as ever, had to reduce the chances of getting close to Aphrodite to prevent Umbridge from catching anything wrong with the girl.

Therefore, Snape's Potions class became the only opportunity for them to interact openly.

Draco and Theodore took advantage of the practical time to try to move closer to Aphrodite.

Afro read the instructions on the blackboard several times before lowering his head and starting to operate.

"Umbridge and Fudge are planning to take over Hogwarts." Theodore manipulated his men's stirring rods to add ingredients to the smoking cauldron.

"What?" Afro couldn't hear clearly what Theodore said because of the sounds of magic reactions in her ears.

Theodore smiled and shook his head, and Draco was kind enough to repeat it for him.

But he added a lot of his own seasonings, and Afro couldn't help laughing after hearing it.

"What are you laughing at?" Theodore asked in confusion.

"I was afraid she wouldn't understand, so I added some things."

Theodore glanced at him and said unhappily, "Then you must have added too much."

As she stirred the liquid in Aphrodite's cauldron, it slowly turned into a clear emerald green that looked like Harry's eyes.

She carefully placed the enhancer into a crystal bottle and snapped on the cork.

"Are you all free tonight?"

Draco and Theodore looked towards her upon hearing the sound.

"I have something to tell you tonight, at 8 p.m."

Theodore didn't even think about it and nodded in agreement, "Okay, where shall we meet?"

Afro thought for half a minute and thought of a place that Umbridge would never find. "There is a portrait of a troll in the corridor on the eighth floor. We will gather there."

For the first time this term, Harry filled a vial with samples and placed it on Snape's desk.

Although his potion was not turquoise like Aphrodite's, it didn't look as weird as Neville's pink either.

But blue enhancers are also uncommon.

At lunch, Hermione, Fred, and George were discussing what each grade in the exam meant.

Afro took two bites of bread, then looked around the auditorium, as if looking for someone.

"Baby, what are you looking at?" Fred soaked the whole bread in the soup, then stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

"I have something to ask Neville." Afro answered absentmindedly.

Fred and George looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Sweetheart, you can tell me and I'll pass it on to you." George put his arm around her shoulders and squeezed it hard.

Afro looked at him, hesitated for a long time, and then said helplessly, "This is a secret, I can't tell it."

George raised his eyebrows and stretched out his tone, "Oh~ it's a secret."

"Don't interrupt." Afro pinched his cheek unhappily and pulled him out twice, "Eight o'clock in the evening, eighth floor."

"You two together," she added.

Fred and George looked at her thoughtfully, with ambiguous smiles on their faces.

"Well...baby, what happened before school started was ours...you are still too young...it's not good for your health." Fred frowned and said hesitantly.

She raised her hand and slapped each of them on the head, "There are others!"

"Afu sweetheart, you actually..." George widened his eyes in disbelief, "In fact, we can find another time..."

Afro:?

She was amused by the two people's train of thought, "I have something important to say, it's not what you two think!"

"Oh~"

Fred and George's faces told her they didn't believe it.

Such a straightforward look made Afro's thoughts begin to go astray.

The lunch break was over quickly, and Afro finally gained their "trust" by exchanging two kisses.

In the afternoon, Umbridge brought in a tape measure during Flitwick's class and asked Trelawney to make a prediction during Divination.

Trelawney tensed up and trembled all over, as if she couldn't believe her ears. "I don't understand what you mean..."

Umbridge smiled delicately and said, "I hope you can make a prophecy for me."