Chapter 346： Brand new Office of Defense Against the Dark Arts

"You probably haven't taken her class yet?"

Harry and the others nodded one after another. They really hadn't taken a new Defense Against the Dark Arts class in Gryffindor's fifth grade.

"Umbridge's education method is very strange. She does not teach you any practical defense skills, but pure theoretical knowledge. She also said that this can effectively improve our OWL test scores." Mike sighed. "I quarreled with her because of this. You also know that that person has returned, and we are now in a very dangerous moment. In order to better protect ourselves from the next crisis, We need stronger defense against the dark arts. But Umbridge..."

Mike didn't say the next thing, just shook his head and sighed.

And Harry and the others on the side were also silent. They knew that Mike was right. If Umbridge was exactly what Mike said, then they would never accept it.

"Perhaps...perhaps she just did this to fifth graders. After all, we are going to take the OWL exam this year, and some of us have really poor theoretical results (Hermione looked at Harry and Ron when she said this, It's self-evident who said it. Hermione said, "and students in other grades can still receive education normally."

"You are wrong." Zhou Hong shook his head and said, "The second grade is the same. It has nothing to do with the grade. The old witch simply wants to teach us to be a trash."

Hermione bit her lip, Zhou Hong's words completely shattered her last expectation.

And Harry on the side also looked anxious, frowned and asked Mike:

"Then what should we do? If we really don't learn any new defenses this year, how should we face Voldemort."

heard the name again, Ron's body trembled again, but he quickly recovered and agreed:

"Yes...yes!"

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone present fell on Mike. In their concept, Mike can always stand up to solve the problem at the most critical moment.

Looking at the expectant faces in front of him, the smile on Mike's face flashed away, and he waved his hand to appease:

"Don't worry, everyone. Now that things are not irreversible, I will have a good chat with Umbridge tonight. It would be best if she can change her mind. But if she is obsessed, then we I can only think about other methods."

Hearing this, Harry, Hermione and others nodded, but the worry on their faces became more intense, and Zhou Hong beside him was even more excited. He pulled Mike's sleeve and said:

"You must be careful! That old witch is broken! I heard that she and Filch colluded together. The instruments of torture that Filch hid in the warehouse are with her, maybe she will treat you Perform physical punishment!"

Ron's body trembled again. Even though he hadn't seen those torture instruments himself, he had heard a lot of his two naughty brothers, and Ron had a long nightmare just listening to the description of them.

"Mike, don't go, those torture instruments are really scary!"

Mike smiled and shook his head, then refused:

"Someone has to stand up, right?"

Harry and others Qi Qizhen's eyes widened. At this moment, Mike looked like the heroes in knight novels who feared sacrifice in their eyes!

……

At night, in front of the office of the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts on the fourth floor.

"Mike, you will yell once that old witch tortures you, we are ready to break in at any time!"

Ron spoke to Mike with a serious face, while Harry at the side curled his lips when he heard the words, and said unconfidently:

"Uh, I think that might not be a good idea. We'd better go and tell Professor Flitwick."

"That's too late!" Ron glared at Harry and said, "Mike would have been tortured by the time the professor came over!"

Harry didn't speak now, but the rolling eyes on his picnet showed that he still didn't think breaking in was a good idea.

"Okay, I see." Mike smiled and shook his head, and said to the two little friends who insisted on coming to accompany him in front of him, "You should go back first, there will be nothing wrong with me."

"No way!"

Harry and Ron shouted in unison.

Seeing this, Mike didn't intend to persuade him anymore, nodded and opened the door of the office and walked in.

The Office of the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, this is definitely the most interesting professor's office in Hogwarts, because the position of the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts is constantly changing every year, so this office The decoration inside will also undergo a big change every year.

Mike is very familiar with this place. Since the first grade, he has visited several times a year, so he is very familiar with the decoration changes in this office over the years.

That’s good for the last owner here, Moody’s. At that time, the office was completely transformed into a fortress with a lot of magic used to detect misconduct and hiding places. Props, and some very dangerous magic prohibitions.

Mike even felt that the security level of this office was even higher than that of the principal’s office.

The decorations of the other three former owners are also very unique. There were often many animal cages or boxes in Lupin’s office, which contained many very interesting evil creatures.

In Lockhart’s era, the walls of this office were filled with portraits of him with a smile on his face, and most of these portraits were still low-level magical portraits. Those portraits were as stinky as him and arrogant and would often say a lot of compliments. Lockhart liked to listen to this, he listened to it all day long.

There is nothing to say about the last Quirrell era. In addition to the smell of garlic all over the room, the most in his office are all kinds of small exotic things.

I have to say that the former owners of these classrooms are all talents, and their offices have a strong personal style, which is very interesting.

But compared with the present one, they are all a little under-sighted.

That's right, the office that appeared in front of Mike now is definitely the least office-like place Mike has ever seen.

I saw pink wallpaper on the surrounding walls, and everything in the room was covered with lace cover cloth and table cloth. There are also several vases filled with dried flowers, each on a small cushion. A group of decorative plates hung on one wall. On each plate was a brightly colored cat with a different bow around their neck.

Mike couldn't help but swallowed. This room made him feel so girly, it was pink and tender like a 17-year-old girl's room.

If he didn't know that this was a middle-aged woman's room, Mike believed he would be happy to be here as a guest, but now...all Mike can feel is the chills.

Just as Mike was looking at the decoration of the room, a sweet voice suddenly came over from the side.

"Good evening, Mr. Tangli. How is my office? Not bad, right."

When Mike heard about his reputation, he saw Umbridge sitting down at a small table with a small lace.

At this moment, Umbridge is no longer wearing the pink woolen coat in the afternoon, but a dazzling red print dress, which seems to have changed clothes specifically to receive Mike.

However, the pattern on her long printed dress blends perfectly with the tablecloth on the desk behind her, and she is not tall, so Mike did not find her the first time after coming in.

"Good evening, Professor Umbridge," Mike said after looking up and down, "Your office is very nice, but... I really didn't expect you to like such girly things."

"Hehehe, because they always make me think I'm still young." Umbridge covered his mouth and laughed, then pointed to the small round table in front of him and said, "Okay, come sit down."

A ceramic teapot and a three-tiered tray shaped like a cake tower are placed on the small round table. On the bottom of the three-tiered tray, which is also the largest in area, are placed several sandwiches of different colors. The top layer is scones, butter and jam, and the top layer is filled with delicate and lovely desserts.

Mike understood at a glance, this is the standard configuration of English afternoon tea.

Coupled with the extremely magical decoration in this room and the two gorgeous chairs beside the small round table, Mike has the feeling of a tea party in a classic fairy tale.

But, what afternoon tea did you drink this evening?

Umbridge seemed to see Mike's doubts, but she obviously had no idea to explain to Mike, she smiled and picked up the teapot to pour a cup when he saw Mike sitting down.

To Mike's surprise, what was poured out of the teapot was not black tea, but rich and mellow hot chocolate.

"Drinking hot chocolate at night will help you sleep." Umbridge explained, and then pointed to the desserts on the top of the three-tier tray, "Oh, you must try this. This is a new product from Duke Bee. I love her so much!"

After all, Umbridge did not follow the British afternoon tea tradition to eat the bottom sandwich first, but directly took a mini castle-shaped pink cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Looking at Umbridge in front of him, closing his eyes and groaning contentedly, Mike looked disgusted. This scene was really too spicy.

And Umbridge took his finger after eating the cake.

Seeing that Mike didn't even want to taste it, he asked strangely:

"Aren't you going to eat it? Dumbledore told me that you like sweets the most. I thought I had found a favorite."

Mike looked at her blankly without answering.

Umbridge, who was under Mike's gaze, obviously didn't have any interest in continuing to eat. She took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, keeping a smile and asking with that sweet to greasy voice:

"Then let us get it right. Mike, I heard that you have a club called Los Santos Mutual Aid Association, which is dedicated to doing things for you, right?"

"To be precise, there have never been any mutual aid associations. They are just the beneficiaries of the'Los Santos Educational Assistance Program'." Mike lifted his legs and looked up at Umbridge. The'Learning Plan' is a purely charity plan. My purpose is to help the poor students and provide them with a relatively comfortable learning environment. I have never asked them in return, but they don't think so. They are always trying their best to do things, hoping to repay my kindness with this."

Hearing that Umbridge lowered his head and said nothing, the whole office fell into silence, only the clock not far away was still ticking the sender's voice.

After a long time, Umbridge raised his head and said:

"Mike, I don’t think Hogwarts has students in need of relief. You must know that the funds allocated to Hogwarts by the Hogwarts school directors and the Ministry of Magic each year should be enough for all students to enjoy free. Teaching."

"Hogwarts is indeed a free board and lodging school, and even if students don't have the money to buy books, the school will give some old books and school supplies donated by seniors, but this is not enough." Mike said, "old ones." After all, it is old, and there is definitely no new in quality. People always have a psychology of comparison. Although such a move allows poor students to go to school, it also hurts their hearts seriously. They also I want a new flying broom, I also want a variety of exquisite notebooks, and I also want to be able to go to Hogsmeade for a sweet drink on the weekends like other students. And these needs, the total need to meet Isn't it?"

Even if Mike's face has long been tempered as thick as a city wall but when he said this, he couldn't help but feel a little blush.

These words are really shameless.

To be reasonable, Hogwarts’ various policies toward poor students are already very conscientious. If Mike’s words reach the ears of the people of those developing countries, they will surely be blown to death.

How dare you dislike such favorable conditions? It's really Dou Mien's revenge!

But here is a high-welfare country. Many people who grow up in this high-welfare society are extremely leftist. Many of them have exactly the same ideas as Mike.

is weird, right?

But this is reality. People who grow up in different environments have completely different three views!

And Mike didn’t plan to stop, he paused and then said:

"Also, these subsidies become more and more stretched after the senior grades. Take the potions courses at that level as an example. The free materials provided by Hogwarts in the classroom are very poor. If you rely on those free Materials, except for a few geniuses, no one can pass the exam at all. This causes students to purchase extra course-related materials by themselves, and you know the price of those potion materials."

Mike’s words made the smile on Umbridge’s face disappear. She frowned and said coldly:

"This is not right, I have calculated the amount of funds allocated to Hogwarts each year. With such a large amount of funds, there shouldn't be such a situation as you said. Unless someone embezzled the money!"