Chapter 861

It's something that many people can't understand.

This is the behavior difference brought about by different ideas. There is no doubt that Ernie's stand is a firm Dumbledore position, while lavender and others, more than individuals, are willing to believe in more official explanations.

This is what the Ministry of magic has accumulated over the centuries, making more wizards willing to believe what they say and decide.

Judgment is particularly important here, but people like Ernie, who don't care what others think and express their positions directly, are rare in Hogwarts.

However, today's course still needs to continue. For van Lin, this is not a wonderful experience. Most of the ordinary wizard level examination content for him needs to be filled with some theories, and Hermione, as long as he has mastered the magic spell, he can also pass the ordinary wizard level examination.

But they had to prepare for the final wizard exam.

To no one's surprise, sprout also began his class with a talk about the importance of the general wizard title examination.

In fact, Harry wanted all the teachers to stop doing it.

He is beginning to feel uneasy now. He felt his stomach twisted together and understood how much homework he had to do.

And when Professor sprout gave them a paper, the feeling deteriorated significantly.

Tired of stinking dragon dung, Professor sprout introduced a new fertilizer, and students in Gryffindor filed back to the tower.

After an hour and a half, no one said much; it was another very long day.

Harry began to starve to death. He was about to begin the first five o'clock confinement with Umbridge. Without even putting his schoolbag back in Gryffindor tower, he went straight to dinner, so that he could put aside what she had left with him.

At the entrance of the hall, a loud, angry voice sounded, "Oh, Potter!"

"What's the matter?" He complains feebly and turns to face Angelina, who looks excited.

"I'll tell you what it is now," she said, coming straight up and thrusting her fingers into his chest. "How can you be late at five o'clock on Friday?"

"What?" Harry said, "ah, by the way, the goalie trials!"

"Now you remember!" Angelina yelled. "Didn't I tell you you want to have a team test? Find someone who can work with everyone! Didn't I tell you I reserved a special Quidditch venue? And you decide not to go! "

"I didn't decide not to go!" Harry said aggrieved, was stabbed by these unfair words. "I was locked up by the woman in Umbridge because I told her the truth about the man who couldn't even say his name."

"Of course, you can go to her and ask her if she can take time off," Angelina said excitedly. "I don't care how you do it. You can tell her that the person whose name can't be mentioned is just your fantasy, but you have to come."

Angelina didn't stop too much, turned and walked away.

"What do you know?" When Ron, van Lin and Hermione entered the building, Harry said to them. "I think it's better for us to check the puddlemere League during training before the hope of solving things is cut off. Angelina will stick to her own ideas. "

"Why do you think it's difficult to take a vacation from Umbridge?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Hope is almost zero," Harry said, somewhat dejected, tapping his plate with his wand and eating.

"I'd better try, right? I don't know if there's another second incarceration or anything His mouth was full of potatoes. "I hope she won't leave me too late tonight. You know we have to write three papers, practice the vanishing spell for Professor McGonagall, the summoning spell for Professor ferrich, finish the plant atlas, and start writing professor trawley's stupid dream diary?"

"Oh, that's not much, Harry." "As a matter of fact, the four subjects are just good, and we should be glad that the magic animal protection class doesn't ask for more," Van Lin said

Ron groaned and looked at the ceiling. "It looks like rain."

"What does this have to do with our homework?" Hermione raised her eyelashes.

"It doesn't matter." Ron said, drooping his head. He was just looking for something else to vent his energy.

"Maybe..." Van Lin hesitated. "I suggest you take time to deal with Angelina, or Ron help you. Anyway, I don't think Umbridge is so easy to solve. If possible, I hope you can protect yourself and don't care about her."

"What can she do to me? Labor? Copy? " Said Harry in surprise.

"Maybe." Van Lin shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure, but it's certainly not a good thing. Anyway, she didn't invite you to tea, did she?"

"Oh, come on, I won't go if she asks me." Harry said, "if she's willing to accept me, it's too late for me.""I don't think that's true." Said Fanlin, and put away the book which Hermione had handed over.

"But I don't recommend that you fight her in her office." Hermione went on to say, "you know, the woman didn't want to be as kind as she seemed."

"Amiable?" Ron exclaimed, "the pink toad? I never found her so kind. "

"Oh, it's true, but that's what she's trying to put on, and there's no doubt that some people will believe it, just as most people would like to believe in the prophet." Fanlin said lightly.

"It's definitely something wrong with their eyes and their brains." Harry said angrily, "they don't know what happened, or what happened to you or me."

"Keep it down, Harry." Hermione said quickly, "it's not something that can be discussed in the auditorium."

"They are blind." Harry said angrily, but then Harry kept his voice down.

Van Lin is right. Now he is becoming more and more irritable. This is not a good phenomenon. Harry feels that he is not right, but this feeling

"I'm full." Harry said angrily, "Angelina, you can help me deal with it. I'll negotiate with that woman and see if I can..."

"Good luck..."

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