Chapter 939

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"Unusual things?" Harry was puzzled. He shook his head.

Somewhere above them, a woman began to scream again.

Snape strode to the door, wand in hand, and rushed out. Harry hesitated and followed.

The scream did come from the hall, and it was even louder as Harry ran up the steps of the dungeon. When he ran to the top, he found that the hall was full of people, all the students at dinner came out to see what was going on, and some were huddled on the marble stairs.

Harry squeezed out of several tall Slytherin students and saw everyone in a circle. Some looked shocked, while others were frightened.

Professor McGonagall was standing opposite Harry. She looked very uncomfortable. Professor Trelawney stood in the middle of the hall, with his wand in his hand and an empty wine bottle in the other hand. He looked very crazy. Her hair is messy, her glasses slide to one side, and one eye looks bigger than the other. Her shawl and scarves were dragged from her shoulders to the ground, giving the feeling of complete collapse.

Two boxes lay on the floor next to her, one upside down, as if it had fallen off the stairs.

Professor Trelawney's eyes were straight and he was obviously frightened. There was something by the stairs, but Harry couldn't see clearly.

"No!" She screamed, "it's impossible, it's impossible, I refuse to accept it!"

"Don't you understand?" A high, girlish voice that sounded gloating. Harry leaned to the right and saw that Professor Trelawney's frightening expression came from Professor Umbridge.

"You can't even predict the weather tomorrow. From my report, you should understand that your poor performance is not good enough to get you fired because of a total lack of improvement?"

"You don't - you can't!" Professor trawley screamed, tears streaming down behind the lenses. "You can't - you can't fire me! I've been here for 16 years! Hogwarts is - it's my home

"It used to be your home," said Umbridge, and Harry looked at her toad face in disgust, with a happy expression on it. He watched Professor Trelawney cry and look at one of her boxes.

"An hour ago, the Ministry of magic issued your dismissal order. Now please get out of here. You make us feel ashamed. " But she still stood and watched, looking satisfied.

Professor Trelawney wept, trembled, and staggered back toward her box, grieved. Harry heard a muffled cry on his left. He looked back. Ravend and Parvati were quietly weeping and holding hands with each other.

Then she heard footsteps, and Professor McGonagall stepped out of the crowd, walked straight up to Professor Trelawney, patted her heavily on the back and drew a large handkerchief from her robe.

"Here, Sybil, stop crying and blow your nose. It's not as bad as you think. You don't have to leave Hogwarts. "

"Oh, really, Professor McGonagall?" Umbridge said defiantly, taking a few steps forward. "What right do you have to say that?"

"I authorized her." Said a deep voice. The oak front door opened. The students made way and Dumbledore appeared at the door. Harry didn't know what he was doing outside, but he was standing in the doorframe, against the foggy night, giving some impression. He came through the door, through the crowd, to Professor trawley.

She was sitting on the box with tears on her face and a slight shiver, next to Professor McGonagall.

"Your authorization, Professor Dumbledore?" Umbridge was smiling disgustingly. "I don't think you understand the situation. I have this - "she pulls a roll of parchment out of her robe" - a dismissal order signed by me and the Ministry of magic. According to Education Act No. 23, the senior investigator has the power to conduct an investigation and, based on the results, dismiss the teacher she - that is, I - does not meet the requirements of the Ministry of magic. I don't think Professor trawley is qualified at all. I've fired her

To everyone's surprise, Dumbledore was still smiling. He looked at professor trawley, who was still sitting on the box crying.

Dumbledore said, "of course you are right, Professor Umbridge. As a senior investigator, you have the right to fire my teacher. But you have no right to drive them out of the castle. I'm afraid, "he said, bending politely," only the president has the power, and I hope professor trawley will remain at Hogwarts. "

"No - no, I'll go - go, Dumbledore! I'd better leave - leave here and go somewhere else for luck - "

" no, "Dumbledore said quickly. "I want you to stay here, Sybil." He turned to Professor McGonagall. "Professor McGonagall, can you accompany Sybil up the stairs?"

"Of course," Professor McGonagall said. "Come on, Sybil."

Professor sprout ran out of the crowd and took his other arm. They took her, passed Umbridge together, and went upstairs.

Then Professor flyaway ran over with his wand in his hand and said, "the box floats!" Then Professor Trelawney's box went up and followed him up the stairs, followed by Professor flyaway.Professor Umbridge stood motionless, staring at Dumbledore, with that dissatisfaction on his face, but still with a fake smile, the latter still smiling kindly.

"Well," she whispered, and the whole hall heard, "what do you do if I hire a new prophecy teacher and need to live in her dorm room?"

"Oh, that's not the problem." Said Dumbledore happily. "You see, I have found a new prophecy teacher who would like to live on the ground floor."

"Have you found it?" Umbridge said harshly, "have you found it? I want to remind you, Dumbledore, that under Education Act No. 22 - "

" the Ministry of magic has the right to appoint the right person if - only if - the principal cannot be found, "Dumbledore said. "I'm glad I found it. May I introduce you? " He turned his face to the door. The mist was flowing in the night. Harry heard a scream.

The people in the hall immediately murmured in surprise, and those near the door stepped back in fear, and some hastily made way. A face appeared in the mist, and Harry had seen him in the dark forest on a dark and dangerous night. Silver white hair, blue eyes, head and upper body is a man, lower body is a horse. "This is franzer," Dumbledore said to the shocked Umbridge. "I think you'll find him suitable."

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