Chapter 857

"But I'm telling the truth!" Harry looked very angry, and his chest heaved violently. For Umbridge, in an instant, Harry was disgusted to the extreme.

"Voldemort is back, you know him; Professor Dumbledore knows he is..."

"God knows, Potter!" Professor McGonagall said, and angrily straightened his glasses. "Do you really know if this is true or a lie? Control your temper She stood up, her nostrils enlarged, her lips thinner, and Harry stood up.

"Another biscuit," she said impatiently, pointing to the tin.

"No, thank you," Harry said coldly.

"Don't be so embarrassed," Professor McGonagall said sternly.

Harry took one.

"Didn't you listen to Professor Umbridge's speech at the first dinner party at the beginning of school?"

"Listen," said Harry.

"Yes She said Progress will be banned or Well, it means that the Ministry of magic intends to interfere with Hogwarts. "

Professor McGonagall watched him for a few minutes, then took a breath, left the table and opened the door for him.

"Well, I'm glad you heard what they said." She said, pointing to the door to let Harry out of her office.

For Harry, the dinner in the hall that night was not pleasant. The conflict between him and Umbridge spread fast in Hogwarts. As he sat down to eat among Ron, van Lin and Hermione, he heard whispers around him. Interestingly, no one seems to mind if he overhears them talking about him. Instead, they seem to want Harry to get angry again and yell at them so they can hear his story with their own ears.

There's a story about Cedric's anomaly and what happened at night in the Goblet of fire.

"You are so irrational, Harry." Van Lin shook his head and inserted a small piece of beef with his fork.

"I'm just telling them the truth." Harry said angrily.

"But obviously, it doesn't work. We have no facts. We can't open your head and show them all your memories and thoughts." Vaseline shook his head. "Besides, don't you notice Umbridge's expression? She is very satisfied with your performance! "

"Satisfied?" Said Harry in surprise.

"What else? You're half mad? If it's Professor McGonagall, it's likely to happen. " As he spoke, van Lin continued his movements.

"What does that mean?"

"Vaseline means that Umbridge doesn't care what's going on with us," Hermione said grimly. "There's no mantra practice in defense of the dark arts class? It's just a joke

"The Ministry of magic is just afraid of Dumbledore and Hogwarts, so he is trying to weaken Hogwarts. It doesn't take long. Maybe half a year, maybe a year. A wizard who doesn't use a magic spell is not threatening at all. Moreover, what Umbridge wants is your reaction now."

, "anger, irritable, irrational, and openly confronting teachers in Hogwarts class is something that has never happened for decades." Van Lin said slowly, "this gives her a lot of reasons and excuses."

There has been a lot of discussion since Harry sat here.

"He said he saw Cedric murdered."

"Not turned into a vampire?"

"What's the difference between that and being dead? An orthodox wizard turned into a vampire?"

"He thought he had a duel with Voldemort."

"Don't mention it..."

"Is he kidding?"

"Ter ZIS"

"in fact, Harry, I don't think they believe," Hermione seems to have had enough of it, "let's get out of here."

She flung down her knife and fork; Fanlin was glad he was eating it all the time, while Ron longed to see him eat half of the apple pie, but left. They were watched out of the hall.

"What do you mean, are you not sure they believe in Dumbledore?"

When they got to the first floor, Harry asked Hermione.

"Look, you can't explain what happened after it happened," Hermione said quietly. "You go back to the middle of the grass and the teachers don't find Cedric. Nobody saw what happened. All we know is that Dumbledore said that Voldemort has returned and his partner attacked Cedric and attacked you

"This is the truth!" Said Harry aloud.

"I know it's Harry, so please don't interrupt me?" Hermione said wearily, "before the facts are known, everyone goes home for the summer. After van Lin and I came back, I spent days reading about you are a madman and Dumbledore is old."

"The form is much worse than you think, even Rita doesn't attack like that, and the people under fudge are on the prophet's daily..."

Van Lin said it simply, but Harry obviously couldn't hear it.As they returned to the Gryffindor tower along the empty corridor, rain hit the panes. Harry felt like a week after the day, he still had a lot of homework to do before he went to bed.

He felt a slight pain in his right eye, took a look at the dark playground behind the rain washed window and turned into the fat lady corridor. There was still no light in Hagrid's hut.

Mimbras, mimbretonia, Hermione answers before the fat lady asks.

The portrait moved away to reveal a hole, and four men climbed in. The public activity room was almost empty, and most people were still eating dinner downstairs.

Crook Hill got up from the armchair and trotted to them, making a loud grunt, while Harry, Ron, van Lin and Hermione were near the fire.

Crook Hill gently jumped on Hermione's lap, curled up like a fluffy, pale yellow cushion.

Harry gazed at the fire, exhausted.

"How could Dumbledore make this happen?" Hermione suddenly called. Harry and Ron jumped up. Crook Hill jumped off her, feeling offended. She slapped the handle of the chair so violently that some debris jumped out of the hole.

"How could he let this troublesome woman teach us? Especially in the year when we are going to have the general wizard level examination! "

"We've never had a defense against the dark arts teacher." Harry said, "you know, as Hagrid told us, no one wants the job. They say it's bad luck."

"Yes, but hire someone who actually refuses to teach us magic! What is Dumbledore doing? "

"And she's trying to get someone to watch for her," said Ron sullenly. "Remember when she said she wanted us to come and let her know when we heard about the mysterious man's return?"

"Of course she's watching us, obviously, but why did fudge call her here?" Said Hermione suddenly.

"A deal is more of a compromise Dumbledore needs." "Professor of defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts is not a popular position. This is also part of it. More importantly, it is an important means used by the Ministry of magic to intervene in Hogwarts. I have met Umbridge in the Ministry of magic. In fact, Fudge trusts Umbridge very much, which can be said to be Fudge's confidant, and she is also the Vice Minister of the Ministry of magic. This work is natural for her It's the best way to do it. "

"OK, ok..." Harry was a little tired and said, "can't we just do our homework, don't mention that."

Several people nodded.

They took out their schoolbags from one corner and went back to their seats. You've just come back from dinner.

Harry lowered his head, but could still feel the eyes he was drawing.

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