Chapter 327： new means

There was a commotion in the auditorium because of Umbridge's words, and Professor McGonagall on the teacher's table stood up angrily.

"Professor Umbridge! I don't think there's anything wrong with my approach!"

Umbridge turned his hands together, nodded slightly, and said in that disgusting tone: "Of course, Professor McGonagall, but I think it's still a little unfair - the minister told me that I can deal with Huobi as I see fit. Professor Dumbledore did not object to the affairs of Gwarts."

After speaking, she turned her head to look at both Osman and Jorrisson.

"The story of what happened is very clear, and I won't repeat it. Obviously, it is very irrational and stupid to have a cursed fight in Hogwarts, and for this, you both must be punished."

"Mr. Jorrison," Umbridge looked at the Gryffindor students first, "you'll get a two-week confinement for this incident, and you'll need to clean the first floor every afternoon after classes are over. to the bathroom on the fourth floor. And every weekend night, you have to come to my office for another little punishment."

Jonathan's breathing suddenly became heavier, but he managed to hold back in the end.

"And you, Mr. Osman," Umbridge looked at the Snake House, "it's also a two-week confinement, and you're cleaning the bathroom in the Slytherin common room."

With a gloomy face, Osman waited for the next sentence, then was surprised to find that Umbridge stopped talking.

That's it?

Dissatisfied voices resounded in the auditorium.

There are only two bathrooms in the Hogwarts common room, and students mostly solve their personal hygiene problems in the bathroom near the classroom and in the fixed public bathroom.

From the first floor to the fourth floor of the castle, Slytherin's common room, the workload of these two places is completely different!

And Osman didn't have to accept special punishment? !

This is totally discriminatory treatment!

Johnson had already shown an unbelievably angry expression, and he couldn't help but say, "He was the one who was rude to my family first!"

Umbridge gave him a smirk. "No, no, no, Mr. Jorrisson, you have to understand. As young people, I can understand your arrogance, and it is normal to have some arguments. But who first Whoever does it should bear the severer punishment!"

On the other side, Osman showed the triumphant smile of a victor.

Umbridge completely ignored this point, instead she looked down at Jorrison's information: "Fifth grade, in last semester's final exam, only one class was excellent, the others were good, tsk tsk, even potions. I didn't pass the class."

As she said that, she deliberately showed a look of sudden realization: "Born from a Muggle family... Well, Mr. Jorrisson, instead of worrying about your parents' situation, you might as well worry about your own studies first."

This attitude directly made Jonathan angry: "Madam, please pay attention to your words, you are discriminating against wizards from Muggle families!"

Umbridge covered his mouth and smiled: "I bet you didn't read the order posted on the notice board, Mr. Jorrison, because of your slander against the senior investigator of the Ministry of Magic, the punishment time has been extended for another week, right, Magic is not allowed."

"you!"

The Gryffindor students held on to the angry-faced Jorrison, who might have to deal with bathrooms all term, even though there was anger in their eyes.

Umbridge ignored Jorison directly, she turned to Osman, and her words were already a lot kinder: "Mr. Osman, please complete your confinement well, I believe that an excellent wizard like you will not let me down. - If the completion is good, I will give you a lighter punishment as appropriate."

Osman nodded smugly: "Yes, ma'am."

"Very well, then this matter is dealt with, and the justice of Hogwarts has been upheld again - please continue to enjoy breakfast, and remember not to be late."

With that, Umbridge swaggered out of the auditorium—she'd been eating only the food she'd brought with her lately.

As soon as she left, the auditorium exploded. Umbridge was already showing favoritism to pure-bloods. The Muggle-born Qorison suffered an obvious injustice!

On the long table in Slytherin, Osman sneered and raised his brows provocatively at Jorrisson, then sat down easily and made a pleasant chat with his friends.

"Umbridge is discriminatory!" Hermione said angrily.

"But she didn't show it directly, and it was indeed Jorrisson who did it first, and the Ministry of Magic, which can sanction Umbridge, obviously would not respond." Sean said sternly.

This is obviously not something that a fool like Umbridge can come up with. It is most likely from Little Aiken.

He did not choose to divide the students as Umbridge had done before, but chose to stimulate the original contradiction - the wizarding blood.

Even in the current wizarding society, Muggle-born wizards and pure-blood wizards have the same rights and interests on the surface, but the reality is that there has always been a contradiction between these two groups.

The small society of Hogwarts is no exception. When a wizard from a Muggle family who is already vulnerable is subjected to such injustice, the emotions in his heart will be infinitely magnified.

And for some pure-blood wizards in Slytherin and other colleges, this treatment is something they like.

After all, human beings are selfish animals. Spirit can bring people together, but interests are what most people are good at pursuing. Those with vested interests will not easily give up their privileges.

The Hogwarts students, who were originally united because of Sean's actions, had just appeared in a few minutes.

And this crack comes from a natural contradiction, and it is not something that Sean can make up for with some means.

Hermione was so angry that she couldn't eat her breakfast. She folded her arms in annoyance and couldn't help complaining, "What the **** is Professor Dumbledore doing, isn't he coming out to stop Umbridge?!"

Who knows what Dumbledore is planning...

Sean shook his head and began to think about the next countermeasures.

For the rest of the day, Jorrison expressed his dissatisfaction with his classmates because of Umbridge's injustice. And in the afternoon, after a spell class in fifth grade, Umbridge waited in the corridor with little Aiken.

In the name of "for your own good", she reprimanded Jorison again, almost irritating the boy to do it directly.

Then, she deliberately picked a few people's thorns. Although there was no way to put them in confinement directly, she still scolded those students, just because their robes were loose.

The students were all from Muggle families.

The sharp difference is that, including Osman, several Slytherin students laughed at the side.

In the end, instead of reprimanding them, Umbridge praised them for their excellent performance in the class—they never even got bonus points from Professor Flitwick.

"You have the future of the magic world on your shoulders, don't let me down." She said this to a group of pure-bloods before ignoring the other students and leaving.

Although he was treated by Sean and poisoned by Snape, a senior investigator from the Ministry of Magic still had a lot of weight.

Many pure-blood students have automatically drawn a line from some of their classmates because of the importance of big people-they originally looked down on this group of mudbloods.

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In just one day, the unity created by Sean was on the verge of falling apart.

Disgruntled words had already emerged among the Gryffindor students.

"What are those Slytherin guys proud of?"

"It's arrogant and disgusting to look at."

"Sludge always likes to hang out with toads."

And Sean found Malfoy alone.

Being alone in a room with Shaun, a violent man, still made Malfoy a little nervous. He maintained the style of the young master, but his voice was not so confident.

"What are you looking for me for?"

"Draco," Sean put his hand on Malfoy's shoulder quite intimately, "we're friends, don't be so nervous."

Seeing the sincerity in Sean's eyes, Malfoy finally relaxed a little, he glanced at Sean and said.

"I know what you want me to do, but it's not realistic You should understand."

"No, Draco, I want to ask you a question." Sean smiled.

"what?"

Sean sat down, folded his hands, and stared into Malfoy's eyes: "Draco, do you despise the Mudblood in your mouth?"

The question troubled Malfoy, who hesitated, his fingers tangled subconsciously.

It would be a lie to say that there is no discrimination, he had been brought up that way - pure blood was born noble, especially the old Malfoy family.

Speaking of discrimination, I might be beaten by this kind-hearted boy in front of me...

And, let's ask ourselves, Malfoy's inner thoughts are actually a little shaken.

The Sean in front of him, although born in a Muggle family, has far exceeded Malfoy's imagination.

His grades are quite good in the academy, but what about him?

He can manipulate magical animals that his father can't deal with, endlessly difficult spells, and even his financial resources are not inferior to himself...

Sean has the prestige, ability, and friends—those friends around him, although Malfoy hates them to the extreme, are really much better than Goyle and Crabbe to say the least.

Sometimes he would toss and turn on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. He is also a wizard. Crabbe and Goyle's bloodlines are obviously more noble. Why is the gap so big?

Malfoy felt that he actually admired Sean a little bit... this wizard from a Muggle family, and even a little envious of him.

Looking at the silent Malfoy, Sean smiled: "I think I already know the answer."

"No, Sean, listen to me..." Malfoy faltered.

Sean waved his hand indifferently: "For me, it's not a problem."