Chapter 871

But the next day, van Lin was still reprimanded. Naturally, it came from Professor McGonagall's care and love, although Harry thought it was terrible.

The next day or the same, after a period of adaptation, Umbridge has a good grasp of all the courses taught.

In fact, when Fanling took Hermione down in front of her, Professor Umbridge was already sitting in a small corner of the classroom with her notebook, which surprised Fanling. You know, this is Professor McGonagall's course. As the dean of Gryffindor and the vice president of Hogwarts, it needs the board of directors to put Professor McGonagall More than two-thirds agreed.

This is not a good goal.

As they sat down, Ron murmured, "great, let's see what Professor Umbridge is going to face?"

Obviously, everyone has a lot of confidence in Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall is obviously disgusted with Umbridge.

Professor McGonagall walked straight into the classroom, and there was no sign that she knew that Professor Umbridge was in her class.

"And then, Miss McGonagall, don't come back here, professor. Don't look silly," said Mr. Brown. "Take your homework back here, professor. ——Give each student one - "

" Er, er, "Professor Umbridge pretended to cough a few times as she interrupted Dumbledore last time. But Professor McGonagall ignored her.

Susan gave Harry his homework. Harry took it up to his comfort that he got an e, thanks to vaseline and Hermione's homework grading, as Ron did.

"All right, pay attention, listen carefully! Thomas, if you move that mouse again, I'll put you in jail. Most people have been able to make your snails disappear. Those who will leave some shells need to grasp the key points of the mantra. Today, we're going to -- "

" Er! " Professor Umbridge then coughed.

"Who?" Professor McGonagall looked around and frowned.

"Professor, I want to know if I have received my note and I want to check you -"

"yes, of course. But now, you have to obey my classroom discipline. " Professor McGonagall turned. Professor Umbridge looked as if he had been slapped in the face. But he didn't say anything. He just sorted out the parchment on the clip and wrote down something on it.

But Professor McGonagall looked so cold that he just went on with his lessons.

"As I said just now, the vanishing spell becomes more complicated when it comes to vanishing animals. Invertebrates like snails don't give you enough difficulty; mammals like mice are a little more difficult. But you can't practice well before dinner. Now let me examine your mantras, so that I can determine how far you are

"How did she forget Umbridge in her lecture?" Harry laughed and muttered to van Lin in a low voice, and Professor McGonagall's anger was dispelled by what he had done.

"You should know one way."

Umbridge did not visit the class with Professor McGonagall as he did in traney's class, and perhaps he realized that Professor McGonagall would not allow her to do so.

But anyway, she sat in her little corner and wrote more, and when Professor McGonagall told her she could leave, a look of horror appeared on Umbridge's face.

"Well, here we go." Ron said, holding the rat's tail and putting it back in the box next to lavender. And then he poked it with his wand.

The mouse was shining, and the color was obviously lighter. However, this obviously did not affect Ron's good mood. Everyone was very happy to see Umbridge eat flat.

When several of van Lim's men came out of the classroom, he found Umbridge very close to the teacher's desk; he touched Harry lightly, and Hermione and Ron on the other side, all four of them carefully listening.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" Asked Professor Umbridge.

"This December will be thirty-nine years." Professor McGonagall said suddenly after closing her bag.

Professor Umbridge took a note.

"Good!" Umbridge said grimly, "you'll get the results in ten days."

"I'll wait carefully." Professor McGonagall said he strode out of the door in a different, icy voice.

"You three, come on." Professor McGonagall suddenly added, glancing at Harry, Ron, vaseline and Hermione in front of her.

Harry didn't even give Professor McGonagall a normal smile, and of course he didn't get anything in return.

Harry was thinking that maybe the next time he saw Umbridge it would be the next time he was in jail, but soon he found out he was wrong.

As they walked across the grass for a magical biology conservation class, they found Umbridge standing next to Professor grabland, with her clip in her hand."You haven't taken this class before, have you?" When Harry and they went to the platform and saw the bowls lying in the sawdust like a bunch of twigs, they heard Umbridge ask.

"Quite right." Said Professor grapram, with his hands behind him, and his feet playing with the ball on his feet. "I came instead of Professor Hagrid."

Harry looked at Van Lin and Hermione with an uncomfortable look.

Malfoy is also whispering with Clara and Goyle.

"He certainly enjoyed the opportunity to spread rumors about the Ministry." Harry said in disgust that, in fact, Malfoy did not say anything good about Hagrid.

"Well," said Professor Umbridge, lowering his voice, although Harry could still hear clearly.

"I thought - the headmaster seemed reluctant to give me information about these things - could you tell me the reason why Professor Hagrid didn't come?"

Harry saw Malfoy draw nearer to ambridge and Professor grabland with a wistful eye.

"Maybe I can't," Professor grabland said with a relaxed smile. "I'm not much more than you know. I just received an owl from Dumbledore asking if I could take a few weeks of teaching, and I accepted it, and that's all I knew. So can I start the class? "

"Yes, please," Professor Umbridge said, beginning to record in her notebook that Umbridge seemed to have changed the direction of inquiry between the class and the students. Start asking students questions about magical creatures. Most of the students answered very well.

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