[HP] The Curse of Harry Potter and Slytherin

"She's going to get revenge on Professor McGonagall!" said Hermione worriedly.

They had just come out of the Transfiguration classroom and walked through the crowded crowd.

The battle between Umbridge and Professor McGonagall was almost at a fever pitch. She was staring at Professor McGonagall like a tarsus maggot, and the two of them fought each other without missing a beat.

Umbridge looked at Professor McGonagall with increasingly resentful eyes, and Harry felt that she wanted to bite off a piece of meat from Professor McGonagall.

"She can't catch Professor McGonagall again," Ron said with a happy smile, "Look at Umbridge's face just now, haha! It's like stinking shit!"

"Professor McGonagall is too tough," Harry was also a little worried, "Umbridge hates her now."

But if Professor McGonagall can get rid of her tough temper, she will not be the most serious, serious, rather than bent, the dean of Gryffindor House that all students respect from the bottom of their hearts. Telling Professor McGonagall to learn to bow their heads is no different than calling a fire-breathing dragon It is easier to learn to be kind.

And they didn't have much energy to worry about Professor McGonagall, because the OWLs exam was imminent.

The weather is getting warmer.The slightly boozy warm wind blew across the smooth satin-like surface of the lake, creating ripples; blew through the green and downy grass, creating ripples; blew through the tops of Harry and the others' hair, making them drowsy.

But no one was going to sleep, everyone was racing against the clock, and there were blank-eyed, muttering, occasional fifth graders waving their wands.Teachers no longer assign homework to them, and all class time is spent on guessing questions and reviewing every knowledge point that may appear in the exam.

This restless, focused atmosphere would last until the end of the exams, and it was a good thing Harry found he had little time to tangle with Snape and Umbridge now.

Another big event happened a week before the exam.

Umbridge got the news from nowhere that she discovered the source of the fireworks that had shamed her, captured the Weasley twins, and threatened to teach them a lesson.Filch had already excitedly fetched the whip and chains.

"Professor Umbridge, it's all here! I oil them every day—" He rattled the dark chains with his bony hands, staring at the twins with malevolent eyes, "You nasty little bastards deserve a real treat - so no one thinks they can do whatever they want at school, don't they?"

"I don't think so—"

"We've always followed the law—"

"Never act recklessly—"

They stood in the foyer, the twins laughing and singing nonchalantly, the surrounding students watching them worriedly, Umbridge with a cruel smirk on his face.

"Gentlemen, no matter what you say, you will still be punished," she said in a sweet voice, "Today you have to confess in front of the whole school, and I will let you know that you insulted Hogwarts. Senior Inquisitor and Headmaster—"

"You're not going to let us know anything. Listen, George—"

Fred whistled and tilted his head to his twin, and George made a cooperative gesture of listening.

"George," said Fred, "I think we've grown out of full-time education."

"Yeah, I've always thought so," said George cheerfully.

"Why listen to an ugly old hag babbling all day long? We might as well—"

"Exactly, time to test our talents in the real world, man."

The two of them were back to back, raising their wands at the same time.

"Flying broom!"

Before Umbridge could utter a word, he had to duck and duck, screaming.The surrounding students let out a burst of exclamation.

Fred's and George's broomsticks whizzed down the corridor towards their respective owners, and flew over Umbridge's head, and Filch tried to grab them, but was brought to the ground and turned somersaults.

"We won't see you again." Fred made a face at Umbridge, and stepped on his broom.

"Yeah, don't bother keeping in touch," George said with a laugh.

"If anyone is interested in our products, please come to No. 93 Diagon Alley - Weasley's Magic Joke Shop," Fred floated on a broom and circled over the hall, "That's our shop site!"

"If you use our products to entertain old hags, you can enjoy half the price!" George shouted loudly above people's heads.

"Stop them!" Umbridge screamed, but it was too late.

George and Fred had already turned their heads to the enthusiastic applause of the students below, and rushed out of the open front door into the beautiful sunset outside.

The good mood brought to Harry by Umbridge's successive deflation only lasted until the astronomy exam - which was also the last subject of the OWLs exam.

They need to board the astronomy tower at night, set up their own telescopes, and wait for the examiner to issue an order to fill in the blank star chart sent to them in detail.

As Harry marked out the constellation of Orion, he was distracted to see half a dozen long shadows walking past the castle's front door and across the illuminated meadow.Then the gate was closed and the grass was plunged into darkness again, but Harry still recognized the chunky figure in the front and the huge bow pinned to his head.

Why did Umbridge walk outside in the middle of the night?Do you need five or six people to accompany her?

Harry held his pen and looked down in puzzlement. The examiner, Professor Tofty, coughed behind him, and he suddenly remembered that he was still taking the exam.He moved his eyes back to the binoculars, but couldn't concentrate.

Then there was a knock on the door from a distance across the empty grounds, and there was a muffled bark of a dog, which Harry recognized as Fluffy's barking, and looked up, his heart beating violently.

Hagrid's window was lit, he opened the door, and a huge figure stood on the doorstep.

In the light, Harry saw one of the six figures in front of the door stepping forward, holding a long piece of parchment in his hand and reading something, Hagrid looked like he was stunned.After reading, the leader waved his hand, and the other four figures stepped forward to grab Hagrid, and Umbridge's shadow trembled, as if laughing.

"No! No! I'm not! He's not dangerous, he can already speak a few words of English—I'm not going to Azkaban! I'm not going!" Hagrid suddenly struggled desperately, and his shout pierced the silence. In the night sky, the lights in the castle came on one after another, and the students who were taking the exam craned their necks to look over in surprise, "I didn't break the law! I didn't attack anyone, and neither I nor Glop—"

Yaya barked wildly.The men surrounded Hagrid, shooting thin red lights at him, probably trying to stun him with Stunning Charms, but for some reason, the spells bounced off Hagrid.

Fang tried to defend Hagrid, but it was immediately knocked to the ground with a stunning spell.With a roar, Hagrid lifted the murderer and threw him ten feet away.

The candidates gasped in panic.

"My God, my God! There's still a test, boys!"

The gray-haired examiner, Professor Mabanqi tremblingly reminded them, but no one continued to stare at the sky, and everyone was paying attention to the battle below.

The castle door opened, and a figure hurried across the grass to Hagrid's hut.

"How dare you!" she yelled as she ran, "how dare you! Hagrid, get out of the way! I'll take care of—"

Four or five flashes of red light shot at the figure, and she soared into the air halfway between the cottage and the castle, and fell hard to the ground, the tortoiseshell glasses slid from her face.She tilted her head, her hands fell limply beside her, and she remained motionless.

"Professor McGonagall!" Many people screamed, and several girls burst into tears.

"My God!" shouted Professor Tofty, who also seemed to have forgotten about the exam, "even if the Auror team can defend themselves, warning others like this--it's too much! It's too cruel! Not to mention Saying she didn't attack them at all—"

There are still 15 minutes until the end of the exam, but no one cares about the astronomy exam anymore.Even Parvati and Lavender, who admired Professor Trelawney the most, handed in the papers in a hurry, and rushed down the spiral staircase to the place where Professor McGonagall was stunned.

The people from the Ministry of Magic failed to catch Hagrid and Grapp, and they were kicked out of the school by angry Hogwarts teachers and students.Hagrid took advantage of the chaos and escaped with Momo in a coma. Before leaving, he knocked out another Auror. They had to carry the man on their shoulders like a sack, and left Hogwarts in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall's life is not in danger, but she is old after all. Madam Pomfrey is powerless after being hit by four or five stun spells at the same time. Professor McGonagall must be sent to St. Mungo's for the best treatment immediately. .

"This vicious woman!" When everything calmed down, they walked back to the castle, Hermione was shaking with rage, and it was difficult to speak, "Maybe this is her purpose, to get rid of Professor McGonagall by dealing with Hagrid." I thought she didn't notice Glop - she's saving it for when she needs to! Whoever's gone is something to be happy about!"

"She's going to be crazy now that they're both gone," said Ron dejectedly.

"Why?!" Hermione was so angry that she almost lost her mind. She gritted her teeth and said loudly, "Why is Umbridge still in good shape now?! Merlin, hurry up! Isn't there a Defense Against the Dark Arts subject? Cursed? I really, really want her to hurry up - burnt to death, lost her memory, lost her job, kissed by a dementor - whatever! I really - can't take it -"

"Granger," they were startled, and looking back, Draco Malfoy was standing a few steps behind them triumphantly with Crabbe and Goyle, "cursing the senior investigator and the headmaster, and cursing maliciously ——Come with us, I think you need to pay for your words and deeds.”

Harry and Ron drew their wands angrily, and stood in front of Hermione.

"I'll go to Umbridge's office by myself," said Hermione, holding them by the shoulders, preventing them from arguing with Malfoy again.She looked at Malfoy contemptuously, like a slug under her feet, "You can see if I will give in. As for you—"

Hermione coldly pointed at Malfoy, causing Malfoy to jump back, as if recalling some frightening memory.

Hermione smiled, beautiful but ironic.

"I don't even bother to hit you, you make me sick."

She turned and walked away without looking at Malfoy again.

"It should be in confinement." After they all left, Harry suppressed the anxiety in his heart to comfort the flustered Ron.

"Umbridge will probably let her write sentences," he showed the back of his hand to Ron. "It hurts a bit, but Hermione will definitely be able to bear it. You can prepare some Mortra rat antennae juice, which can effectively relieve the pain." Pain, I was in Sri Lanka..."

Harry stopped talking.He remembered sadly that he hadn't seen Snape for a long time again.Voldemort seemed to be summoning Snape more and more frequently these days, and he had been away from school a lot lately.

Thinking about it now, those brief happy moments in Snape's office, holding him and putting his hand in the concoction, seemed like 1 years ago.

He really wanted to see Snape, to lean against his chest and draw a little strength from that reassuring black figure.Keep him strong.

"...Anyway, let's prepare some Mortella tentacles juice," Harry shook his head to temporarily forget about Snape, trying to get his voice back to normal, "I'll wait with you for Hermione to come back."

They waited until dawn in the Gryffindor common room, however, before Hermione returned.