Chapter 872

In fact, Umbridge is not all a soft egg. In the next few days, Umbridge seemed to find Harry's abnormality. Maybe the black quill didn't play a role, but surprisingly, Umbridge didn't point out this matter. However, in the last day, the enhanced version of the quill made Harry's back of the hand add new scars.

"This way," Hermione said nervously, putting a small bottle of yellow liquid in front of Harry, who had just returned to the lounge. "Put your hand in it. It can dissolve your wound. It's a painkiller. Vaseline just made it. It should work. Put your hands in."

Harry revealed the wound, put his hand close to the bottle, and felt the pain completely relieved.

Crook's mountain was tucked around van reen's leg, whirring, then hopping on Harry's lap and rubbing it gently.

Thank you Harry said gratefully, touching the crook mountain ear with his left hand.

"I still think you should plead." Ron said in a very low tone.

"No, I can't..." Harry said feebly, "McGonagall will go mad if she knows..."

"Well, she might..." Harry was silent for a moment, then dropped his head.

Harry didn't make it clear that "Umbridge issued an order that anyone who complained would be dismissed immediately."

Ron opened his mouth but didn't say a word. After a while, he closed it again, showing helplessness.

"She's a terrible woman!" Said Hermione in a very low voice.

"It's terrible. You know what? When you first came in, I was telling Fanlin that we should do something to her, but there seems to be something wrong with Fanlin. Maybe someone sent something to him..."

"It doesn't matter In fact, I recommend poison. " Ron said cruelly, obviously, Ron has been disgusted with Umbridge to the extreme.

"No I mean, she's a very bad teacher, and we didn't learn anything about defense from her Hermione said

"so, what can we do?" Ron yawned and said, "it's too late, isn't it? She's got the job. She's staying here. Fudge has made the affirmation. "

"Er..." Hermione said hypothetically, "you know, I'm thinking today..."

Hermione looked at Harry and said, "I think - maybe we have time for us to do - do our own thing."

"What do we do for ourselves?" Harry said suspiciously that he still put his hand in the prepared potion.

"Well, we'll learn how to defend ourselves against the black magic." Said Hermione.

"Stop it..." Ron moaned bitterly, "do you want us to do extra homework? Didn't you notice that Harry and I were buried in our homework the next week? "

"But it's more important than homework!" Hermione said Harry and Ron looked at her with wide eyes.

"I don't think there's anything more important than doing homework." Said Ron.

"Don't be silly, of course." Hermione said Harry looked at it with a sense of danger, and her face showed the passion she had when she started the house elf protection society.

"It's about preparing ourselves, as Harry said, when Umbridge had her first class, she asked us to do it over there. We have to make sure we can protect ourselves. "

"We can't do a lot for ourselves..." Ron said in a defeated tone. "I mean, we can find them in the library and practice them, and I think -"

"no, I agree, we can find them in books and practice them ourselves," Hermione said. "But we need a teacher, one that suits us, who can tell us how to use them and how to correct them when we do something wrong."

"If we talk to lupin..." Harry hesitated and said.

"No, no, we're not going to talk to lupin," Hermione said. "He's too busy organizing. I found out there that he often can't stop on weekends."

"So, who?" Harry frowned at Hermione and Hermione sighed deeply.

"It's not obvious?" Said Hermione.

"You mean Fanlin Harry hesitated. "Oh, Vaseline is really suitable. In fact, his defense against the dark arts is more powerful than the ordinary Auror."

"He can, but we have to consider that we can not all use the magic spell of any forest. Of course, his ability can teach us. After all, he has always done this, but he alone is not enough." Hermione said, "in fact, he's more suitable for private tutoring, finding the best fit for one or more people..."

"What do you mean..." Harry was silent for a moment. Except for Vaseline, he didn't expect

"We're talking about you, Harry." Hermione said suddenly.

Then there was a silence. In the fireplace under the window behind Ron, the charcoal "boo, boo" sounds.

"What about me?" Harry asked."I think you should teach people how to resist the black magic."

Harry stares at Hermione. And then Hermione turned to Ron, as if Hermione was doing something like the house elf protection society. But Harry was even more surprised that Ron didn't mean to be unhappy at all. He frowned and seemed to be thinking. And he said, "it's an idea!"

"What idea?" Harry asked in disbelief.

"You and van Lin, you two together..." Ron said, "teach us."

"But" Harry suddenly laughed. It must have been the two of them shaking his legs.

"But I'm not a teacher, I won't What's more, I think that Fanlin can do a good job! "

" Harry, you're the best person to teach defense against the Dark Arts in this grade other than van Lin. " Hermione said, "me?" "No, I'm not. You beat me every time you take a test."

"actually, I'm not." Hermione said calmly, "you are taller than me in the third year It was the only year in which we both sat and had a teacher who knew the subject to teach us. I didn't tell you my grades that time, Harry. That time you did it

"What do you mean?"

"You know, I don't know what bad people can teach me." Ron said with a smile, turning his face to Harry. "Let's think about it," he said, putting his face on Goyle. "The first year - you saved the Sorcerer's stone from the mysterious man."

"But it's just luck," Harry said. "It doesn't mean strength. I couldn't release a magic spell at that time. If it wasn't for Vaseline who was in charge..."

"The next year," Ron interrupted, "you killed the Basilisk and destroyed Riedel."

"Br >" > "last year, you and I were lucky enough to fight with a few hundred people, and it was the third time that you and I fought with each other," br > "but it was the third time that you and I got away with the ghost ——”

"listen to me!" Harry said angrily, because Ron and Hermione were laughing smugly. "Just listen to me, will you? It sounds like this, but all the factors are lucky - I didn't do anything half the time, I didn't plan anything, I didn't even think about it, I just got help every time - "

Ron and Hermione were still laughing, Harry was even more angry, but he didn't even know why he was so angry. "Don't just do it here and laugh. You know you can do better than me," he said angrily. "I don't even know what happened. I just got there. It's not that I'm very good at defending against the dark arts - I'm just breaking in - don't laugh!"

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