Chapter 340

Marca spent the last hours of the night at Black's old house.

In order to sort out the information and convey it to the worried members of the order of the Phoenix, he spent so much time that he just took a nap in the reception room.

But even so, he still had to rush to Hogwarts early in the morning, because the magic text class had fallen behind for several days.

The next morning, just when there was a glimmer of light in the sky, Maka had arrived at Hogwarts castle.

"How are things at school?"

Sitting in Snape's office, Marca asked casually while yawning.

"You want to ask that woman Umbridge?" snape grimaced and threw his book on the table. "She got a position of 'senior investigator' from the Ministry of magic. It's annoying to wander around in other professors' classes if she has nothing to do!"

"What did she investigate?" asked Marca with great interest.

"See for yourself!"

Snape picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet from the bookshelf behind him and threw it impatiently to Maka. Maka took over without turning the page, and soon saw the picture of Umbridge on the first page.

"The Ministry of magic sought educational reform and appointed Dolores Umbridge as the first 'senior investigator'."

After roughly reading the title, Maka roughly scanned the content again. It is found that the focus is mainly on several problem professors in Hogwarts.

For example, Chilo was possessed by "someone whose name can't be mentioned", moody disappeared for some reason, and Hagrid was actually a giant hybrid.

Incidentally, Maka's abrupt request for leave as an "excellent teacher" was also regarded as one of the reasons.

So Umbridge's post of "senior investigator" was settled in Hogwarts.

Nominally, she is replacing parents, the school board and the Ministry of magic to monitor Hogwarts' teaching and conduct a complete and systematic survey of in-service professors.

But in addition, the profound meaning of this position is clear to the discerning.

"You'd better pay attention, too. Let me see. She must take 'key care' of your ancient magic class," snape said.

When Maka heard this, she shrugged indifferently.

"Of course she'll take care of me. Who let me get in her way?" Marca said. "But before that, she'd better pray that she can understand my class!"

In fact, the ancient magic literature course has always been a popular elective course. The content of ancient magic writings is not only complex, but also highly professional.

For those non professional wizards, it's strange that they don't listen at a loss if they just pick a class on the way.

"Yes," snape nodded and sneered. "I remember that woman's grades when she graduated were not very good. I hope she took magic lessons!"

"What do you say?" Marca said curiously.

"Half understanding is more interesting, isn't it?" snape still sneered, and his face showed an expression of watching a good play.

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At the same time, Gryffindor common room.

The rising sun has jumped out of the mountains in the East, emitting dazzling brilliance and shining the whole lounge.

The slightly old sofa chair is bathed in the sun and exudes a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The little wizard who gets up early has gone to the auditorium for dinner, and those who are used to getting up at one o'clock are probably still struggling under the quilt, trying to get rid of the temptation of sleepiness.

There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the boys' bedroom. After a while, Harry and Ron came to the lounge one by one.

"It's terrible! It's all the old woman who goes to pick on other professors when she's free, which makes the professors in a bad mood..." Ron complained, rubbing his bleary eyes.

"Yes! I think I can't finish my homework these days!" Harry sighed.

"You say, when on earth can we be liberated?"

"Who knows? At least wait until Marca comes back... That's what Hermione said anyway."

After that, they looked at each other, and then threw their bodies heavily on the sofa chair at the same time, making the sofa chair under their hips creak.

In these days, according to Hermione's opinion, everything was low-key. No matter how mean Umbridge was, they kept their duty and suppressed their anger.

If occasionally Umbridge went too far, Hermione would stand up and disgust her with a soft knife.

In this way, Umbridge really had no place to breathe, but the little lions also felt uncomfortable. This can only be regarded as a way of fighting to hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred.

It's really a little difficult for these little lions who are used to indomitable to be patient.

Just as Harry and Ron were powerlessly paralyzed in their chairs and mourning for their lives, a man suddenly ran into the public lounge.

"Oh! What are you two sitting there in a daze? I'll tell you good news. Maka is back!"

The visitor was Hermione. She stood at the entrance of the door, her face flushed with excitement.

"Ah? What?" "did you see him?"

Harry and Ron suddenly sprang up from the sofa chair and asked with bright eyes.

"Oh, no, I haven't seen him yet -" Hermione shook her head, but her face was sure, "but he must have come back! I saw filch put a notice on the bulletin board just now. Today's ancient magic class is no longer self-study!"

"That's great, although I didn't take magic class..." said Harry, hesitating again. "But... Does it need to post a notice?"

"This shows that the school attaches great importance to Maka!" Hermione said naturally. "Notices will be posted on major events!"

"You're right, Hermione," Ron nodded. "Have you had breakfast? If not, let's go. Marca may be there!"

The three said a few words and rushed to the auditorium with one interest. To tell the truth, although Maka has only been away for a few days, they have been tortured and can't stand waiting.

Under the toss of Umbridge, they all look forward to Maka's return as soon as possible.

But as soon as she got to the corridor by the side door of the auditorium, Hermione slowed down. Because the first thing she saw was not the Maka she had been thinking about reading, but Luna standing at the side porch door looking quietly.

"Ah!"

Harry and Ron also saw it, especially Ron, who hesitated to stop after looking back at Hermione.

Although he was no longer attached to Hermione, he felt a little bad when he saw Hermione stop.

He Ron chose to give up, which is that he saw himself clearly and took the initiative to tear up his obsession; Hermione chose to insist, even though she knew that there was little hope, she still encouraged herself to stride forward.

Ron sincerely admires Hermione's courage, which he may not be able to achieve in his life. It is precisely because he has not grasped firmly that he is more envious and yearning.

At the same time, she also hopes that Hermione will not be disappointed by her efforts.

As for Harry, who has always been aware of his feelings, it seems that he has never understood the inner struggle of the two close friends.

After walking slowly forward, Hermione stood in front of Luna and blinked gently.

"Good morning, Hermione." Luna offered to say hello in a trance.

Hermione was stunned and nodded slightly.

"Good morning," she said. "Yes... Are you waiting for Marca?"

"Huh?" Luna tilted her head suspiciously. "Marca? Is he back?"

Hermione's heart suddenly filled with discontent - she knew it for the first time, but the girl in front of her, who should have been closer to him and more cared for by him, was still ignorant.

"Yes! He's back..." Hermione took a deep breath and nodded numbly.

Before the words fell, a sweet smile appeared on Luna's face, and even the trance in her eyes seemed to disperse.

"Really?" she nodded to Hermione. "Thank you."

So he's not in the auditorium?

"You're welcome." Hermione shook her head slightly. "Since you're not waiting for Marca, what are you doing here?"

"I'm not sure... I think I should wait here this morning... Something good will happen." Luna thought, "the weather is good today, isn't it?"

"Probably..." Hermione pursed her lips. "At least it doesn't seem to rain."

With that, he brushed past Luna and walked step by step into the auditorium.

Ron, who followed Hermione, nodded to Luna, then dragged Harry with a puzzled face and chased Hermione's steps in.

Luna turned her head and looked at the back of the three people. Her long light blond hair swayed gently in the breeze passing through the hall.

"... that's nice."

She stroked the blown hair and whispered to herself.

At this time, in the auditorium, the atmosphere on the teaching staff was somewhat polarized.

Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a good mood. She enjoyed a refreshing breakfast and chatted softly with Professor spraot next to her.

At the other end of the long table, although Umbridge also had a greasy smile on his face, how stiff the smile looked.

Hogwarts was happy about Maka's return, but it was terrible for our professor Umbridge.

oh Well, it's time to call her "Umbridge senior investigator".

At this moment, Umbridge's boredom index has broken through the sky. Although she took advantage of Maka's absence to get a name, she was not afraid of Maka in name at least.

But even so, in today's ancient magic writing class, she still didn't want to understand what attitude she should use to listen in.

To tell the truth, she has been thinking about this matter since the day she received the appointment of the investigator, but she can't decide for a long time. It's a headache!