Chapter 362： Expelled professor

|　|　|　　->　->　　 In the Hogwarts Auditorium, Mike is enjoying a rare leisure time with Benjamin and others.

Mike's first class a week ago, except for the unpleasantness when the curse was announced at the end, overall it was quite satisfactory.

After that, Mike and Harry and others also discussed and made a detailed timetable, requiring that the members of the da army must come to the responsive room at 10 pm on 1, 3, and 5 every week, and the class hours are Two hours.

At first, Mike actually wanted everyone to come to class every day, because after the first class observation, Mike found that the curse talents of the members headed by Qiu Zhang were a bit worse than those of the mutual aid association. If Without stepping up efforts, these people are likely to achieve nothing.

But because Hermione felt that staying up late every day to make up classes would affect her normal study the next day, she eventually adopted a three-day class system.

The result of this is the same as Mike expected. As of the end of the first week of all courses, the senior members of the mutual aid association have fully mastered the "safe guarding" and "all care", and Qiu Zhang and others except Ha Apart from the three Li and the few higher-grade students, few people have managed to release the protection curse perfectly.

But Mike didn't really care much about it. He didn't expect the two dozen people to perform well.

In his opinion, the learning results of these people are not important. Mike's main focus is still on the mutual aid association.

Over the past week, Mike has begun to woo members frantically, even lowering the threshold for borrowing.

However, while the new members enjoy a lower borrowing threshold, they must also accept more stringent contract restrictions. At this point, Mike has fully learned the spirit of Hermione and directly added to the contract with the new members. Curse, and its effect is much stronger than Hermione's.

Many people complain about this.

"Mike, do you really think that is a good idea?" Benjamin asked unnaturally, "I mean the new student aid program. Don't you think that the loan threshold is so low and the punishment mechanism is so heavy? Is it too unreasonable? There will be a lot of people who don’t have enough money to do this."

Everyone who was drinking tea heard the words and turned their attention to Mike's direction. Many of them, like Benjamin, were also beneficiaries of the initial student aid program. At that time, the Los Angeles Group’s student loans had extremely stringent loan conditions. , So the people who applied for the loan at that time were the people who really needed the money.

Now the Los Angeles student loan has changed, and the low threshold has made many people who just to satisfy their vanity begin to borrow from Mike.

Then they used the money to spend lavishly, buying new clothes, new toys, new brooms...

The result of this is that a large number of bad debts will be generated, and even many people have borrowed money and are not even prepared to pay it back.

If you are in a Muggle society, this is absolutely unworkable, because you have no effective debt collection methods.

But this is the wizarding society. Mike's curse on the contract will force those who don't have money to obey the orders of the Mutual Aid Society and become slaves of the Mutual Aid Society.

Such a move is indeed beneficial to the Mutual Aid Association in the short term, but it undoubtedly makes the Mutual Aid Association lose its original meaning. This is something Benjamin, who comes from the Mutual Aid Association and has special feelings for the Mutual Aid Association, is unwilling to see.

And for all of this, Mike actually knew it well. He put down his teacup, turned his head and said to Benjamin:

"First of all, you have to understand that although the disciplinary mechanism we set is strict, our interest rate is not high. Those who do not have the money are not worthy of our sympathy, because they either did not intend to pay back from the beginning, or There is a problem with the brain. Such a person is not qualified to be a member of the mutual aid association."

"But..."

"Okay, no need to say it." Seeing Benjamin, he would continue to say, Mike waved his hand, "This is the best way to quickly strengthen our strength now. I can promise you that I will wait for this time to pass. All corrected."

Hearing that Benjamin stopped speaking, but judging from his expression, he was still very concerned about this matter.

But Mike didn't pay much attention to him, instead he cast his sights on Franklin in the corner.

Franklin at this moment did not see the liveliness of the past, the whole person collapsed on the chair as if he had no bones, and if it were not because his eyes were still blinking, Mike even suspected that he was dead.

He has been in this state for two full days. Umbridge’s community banning order has been very effective. Now all the communities in Hogwarts, including Quidditch, have been shut down.

There are not many entertainment activities in Hogwarts. Umbridge’s move immediately caused complaints in Hogwarts Castle, especially the members of the Quidditch school teams of the various colleges. They have been lucky since the beginning of school. Training hard, in order to be able to achieve a good result in the next Quidditch league to win honor for the academy, but now Umbridge has ordered their team to be shut down. How can this be tolerated?

Then a large number of resistance movements began. The members of the Quidditch school team including Harry and Franklin all united and began to submit an application to Umbridge to re-launch the Quidditch school team.

However, no matter what method was used, Umbridge remained indifferent.

She went her own way as if she didn’t pay attention to the needs of the students at all. This made Franklin and Harry down, especially the Quidditch Captain of Gryffindor, who had heard the news. Lying in the dorm for three days without getting out of bed.

"Don't be so sad, Franklin."

Mike said helplessly to Franklin, or shook his head when he heard the words:

"No, you don't understand. Quidditch is placed on me like a propeller is placed on an airplane, it is indispensable!"

A black line crossed the faces of everyone present, and everyone felt a little speechless about Franklin's metaphor.

And just at this moment, a lower grade Ravenclaw student suddenly ran over, panting and saying:

"Senior Tomley, no...it's not good! Professor Trelawney was fired by Umbridge, and they are driving her away now!"

Hearing that Mike's brows frowned instantly, and Franklin, who was still like a dead dog beside him, immediately became energetic and got up and said excitedly:

"That doesn't mean that we don't have to take that **** divination class, and we don't have to make up various stories to deal with the exam!"

Mike cast him angrily, got up and said:

"Anyway, let's go see it first."

……

Ten minutes later, Mike and others arrived at Trelawney’s office.

It is located above a small staircase in the divination classroom. Since Trelawney is homeless, this small attic is not only Trelawney’s office, but also Trelawney’s home.

When Mike and the others arrived, there were already a large number of people in the fortune-telling classroom. Obviously, most of these people were just like Mike to watch the fun.

"Damn! You can't do this! That's the crystal ball of my ancestors! Oh! Oh! That one can't move either! That's the'gas point' of the whole room, once it changes... Move it! You're done, the curse has been attached to you, and you will die soon! Die miserably..."

Constantly cursing sounds continued from the attic above the divination classroom, which was accompanied by the sound of many things being turned over and the sound of empty wine bottles being knocked over.

Mike and the others all stared at the top of the stairs curiously, wishing to go up and see in person.

However, Umbridge walked down after a while.

I saw her frowning, her right hand still covering her mouth and nose, as if she had just left some dirty environment.

By her side, there were two tall Slytherin students who were watching the surroundings vigilantly like Umbridge’s bodyguards.

"Hurry up and throw all her things out!" Umbridge said dullly, "I really can't imagine that someone can survive in such a terrible environment!"

After saying this, Umbridge walked down the stairs, and the two Slytherin bodyguards next to her were very responsible for separating her from the onlookers, so that she had more room to stand.

And from the small attic on the stairs, Filch's answer and Professor Trelawney's miserable cry were heard.

Immediately afterwards, Filch's thin figure appeared in front of everyone, and he was crouched, with a huge suitcase on his back.

The suitcase doesn't seem to weigh too much, because Filch's legs are constantly trembling, and people can't help but worry about whether he will fall off the stairs because of his instability.

and he was followed by Professor Trelawney, she dragged Filch tightly, trying to prevent him from taking things out of the attic.

At this time, Professor Trelawney is no longer the usual mysterious look, her hair stretched like hay, tears constantly flowing from her red eyes with thick lenses, it looks like Terrible.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly heard bursts of laughter, and Professor Trelawney also noticed the classmates in the classroom.

seemed to be trying to maintain her image as a professor. After spotting her classmates, she immediately released her hand and began to wipe her tears.

But just letting go of his hand gave Filch a chance. He leaped forward with a large suitcase on his back, and fell directly to the ground and fell into the mud.

Mike and others were so close to the stairs, they could even hear the painful moan from Filch's bones.

"This must be painful!"

Franklin whispered to Mike, who nodded quickly.

After struggling for a long time, Fairy got up with great effort, first smiled flatteringly at Umbridge, and then said:

"Professor Umbridge, do you have any more orders?"

"Throw me these smelly garbage out of Hogwarts!"

Umbridge was still covering his mouth and nose, and waved at Filch in disgust.

Filch quickly said yes when he heard the words and limped out of the crowd.

The way he walks looks ridiculous, but Mike and the others can't laugh. On the contrary, the two senior Slytherin bodyguards beside Umbridge laughed forward and backward.

On the stairs of the classroom, Trelawney, who had already wiped her tears, took a deep breath.

seemed to be trying to maintain her own face as a professor, but she saw her with her head held up and her waist up, and she walked slowly down the stairs to Umbridge like a queen.

However, the two bodyguards beside Umbridge are not vegetarians. They stopped Trelawney when she was about to enter one meter near Umbridge.

"Umbridge, you vicious bum!" Trelawney seemed to be unable to control her emotions. The muscles on her face kept twitching, and dripping muddy tears kept falling from her eyes. "I have seen your future! Soon! Soon you will be dragged to hell! And the devil inside will be very happy to give you a kiss of death!"

"Enough, I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore!" Umbridge frowned, and said to a Slytherin next to him, "Kick her out!"

A Slytherin on the side immediately stepped forward and grabbed Trelawney's arm, while the latter broke free and gave the Slytherin and Umbridge a vicious look, and said angrily:

"I will go by myself!"

Seeing Trelawney being escorted out of the classroom, the onlookers looked at each other, and many people showed panic on their faces Umbridge obviously noticed this too, she Released the hand covering his nose and mouth, he showed a self-righteous smile and looked at everyone, saying:

"Everyone, please listen to me. In the last review of Professor Trelawney, we found that she did not have the ability to teach students at all, so for our students to learn really useful knowledge instead of wasting time In making up all kinds of unfortunate stories, we decided to expel Professor Trelawney.

In the coming time, we will try our best to find a new professor of divination. Prior to this, divination classes and related examinations were temporarily cancelled. I hope everyone can put their minds on their studies so as to achieve a better result! "

After saying this, Umbridge nodded at everyone, and then left the classroom without his head, leaving only the classmates to discuss with me.

"Is Umbridge crazy?" Franklin whispered, "Is she not afraid?"

Mike shook his head.

Umbridge’s recent performance is indeed a bit abnormal, not at all something that a person who has just received death threats can do.

But when Umbridge was just speaking, she always turned her head very vigilantly and looked at the bodyguards she was carrying by her side. It didn't seem that she didn't care about the death threat at all.

Wait, bodyguard?

Those Slytherin bodyguards!

Mike's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he seemed to vaguely think of something very important!