v2 Chapter 935： Gryffindor buckle is very

"But, Professor, the overall goal of Defence Against Dark Arts should of course be to practice defensive spells." Hermione interrupted her.

"When I talk, please don't interrupt. Also, since you mentioned the overall goal of Defence Against the Dark Arts, are you an education expert trained by the Ministry of Magic, Miss Granger?" Professor Umbridge uses her. The sweet and greasy fake voice asked.

"No, but..."

"That's good, then I think you are not qualified to judge the overall goal of any class. Our latest study plan is designed by a much older and smarter wizard than you, I am in the morning. There was no doubt when I was in class. I can say clearly that you will learn defensive spells in a safe, risk-free way..."

"What use is that?" Harry asked loudly, interrupting Umbridge again, and he was even more angry when he thought that Evan had compromised Umbridge in the morning. "If we are attacked, then Definitely not a kind of..."

"Quiet!" Umbridge said in a singing voice. "I said don't interrupt me, Mr. Potter, and please raise your hand."

Harry hurriedly held his hand high and Umbridge repeated himself.

She immediately turned her face to look elsewhere, but now several other students raised their hands.

"What is your name?" Professor Umbridge asked Dean.

"Dean Thomas."

"Let's talk, Mr. Thomas."

"Well, as Harry said, isn't it?" Dean said. "If we are attacked, it is impossible without risk."

"I will say it again!" Professor Umbridge said, taking a deep breath and smiling at Dean in a particularly annoying way. "Do you think you will be attacked in my class?" ”

"No, but --"

"Enough, I have to say that your class is the most problematic in all grades. Apart from personal factors, the basis of these problems is in the school itself. To be honest, I really don't want to criticize some of the school's ways of running. "The voice of Professor Umbridge overwhelmed the voice of Dean. She had a false smile on her face, and made the wide mouth bigger and gave a shrill sneer. "But in this class." You have contacted a few very irresponsible wizards, and it is really irresponsible, let alone a particularly dangerous half-human and half-beast."

"If you are referring to Professor Lu Ping," Dean said angrily. "He is the best teacher we have ever met. The Hogwarts Magic newspaper he and I now run is also my favorite newspaper." ""

"Raise your hand, Mr. Thomas! About the newspaper, I will talk to Mr. Mason, let him choose his staff and what should be published. As for this course, as I said, the magic they introduced to you. It's very complicated, it's not suitable for your age, and it has great potential harm. Look, you are scared and insane, and you think that you will be attacked by black magic in three days. ..."

"No, we don't," said Hermione, whispering, and Harry, beside him, couldn't breathe. "We are just..."

"Don't interrupt me, Miss Granger, and, you didn't raise your hand!"

Hermione raised her hand, and Harry lifted his hand high, and Professor Umbridge turned his face.

"In addition to the dangerous half-human and half-beast and a fugitive who escaped from Azkaban, I think that my predecessor, the madman, not only applied illegal spells in front of you, but also applied these spells to you."

"Professor Moody is the best, we learned a lot from him!" Harry exclaimed angrily. "And, Sirius is not a fugitive of jailbreak, you smashed fifteen years ago. he……"

"You didn't raise your hand, Mr. Potter!" Professor Umbridge said in a trembling voice, the smile on his face faded away. "I don't want to argue with you about the crazy things my predecessor made here. This is not What we should discuss in this lesson, and your understanding is quite one-sided. Well, the Ministry of Magic believes that theoretical knowledge can help you pass the exam more effectively. After all, it is the purpose of the school to pass the exam. What is your name?"

She stopped and asked Parvati, who had just raised her hand.

"Pavati Petille, Professor, is there a practical content in our Defence Against the Dark Arts exam? Should we show that we do apply spells and other magic?"

“Well, as long as you learn the theory very solidly, there is no reason not to cast a spell under strictly controlled test conditions,” Professor Umbridge said scornfully. “If you can’t do it, it’s obviously yours. s reason."

“Do you need to practice beforehand?” Parvati asked in disbelief. “Don't you mean that the first time we applied those spells is at the time of the exam?”

"I repeat, as long as you learn the theory very solidly..."

“What is the use of theory in the real world?” Harry lifted his fist high again and asked loudly.

His voice was loud and almost burst out.

Professor Umbridge raised his gaze and said in a word, "This is the school, Mr. Porter, not the real world."

"So we don't need to be prepared to meet everything waiting outside?"

"There is nothing waiting outside, Mr. Potter, your thoughts are dangerous."

"Oh, is it?" said Harry.

His anger was tumbling in his heart all day, and it was nearing the explosion.

No, it happened when he made up his mind to question Umbridge.

"Keep a little more, Mr. Potter, who will come to attack children like you?" Professor Umbridge asked with a terrible voice from his relatives, without any smile on his face.

"Well, let me think about it..." Ha said in a pretentious tone, "Maybe, Voldemort?!"

"Hey!" The class took a breath of air, and with the screams, Neville even fell from the bench.

However, Umbridge did not show fear, as if he had just heard an ordinary name.

She doesn't seem to be as afraid of the name as everyone else, afraid of Voldemort.

She just stared at Harry, her face showing a disgusting expression of satisfaction.

"Gryffindor is very decent, Mr. Potter."

There was silence and silence in the classroom, and everyone either stared at Umbridge or stared at Harry.

Harry was angry, Hermione hurriedly stopped him, and prevented him from rushing. She suddenly understood the meaning of what Evan said when she left at noon. Why did she want to watch Harry, not with Umbridge? In the conflict, she regretted why she didn't do what Ivan said.

Harry is almost exactly the same as the previous Sirius, a gunpowder barrel that explodes with a touch of it...