Ryan felt very happy for the rest of the weekend, mainly because he couldn't afford a house in his last life and he could actually buy a commercial and residential dual-use house in the bustling business district. So Ryan, who was in a good mood, began teaching coma spells to some of the faster learners at a book party. The difficulty of the spell added another layer, and no one learned the magic until the end of the party. Even Justin, who had been clamoring to learn more powerful magic before, shouted.

But this good mood lasted only one day. When he got up to go to class the next day, he saw a large notice posted on the bulletin board in the Gryffindor common room, which was too big to cover everything else on the bulletin board. ——

Senior investigator Hogwarts Lingzi disbanded all student organizations, associations, teams and clubs. It is hereby defined that organizations, associations, teams and clubs refer to the regular assembly of more than three students. A senior investigator (professor Umbridge) can be requested for reorganization. Without the approval of senior investigators, no student organizations, associations, teams and clubs may exist. If a student is found to have formed or participated in any organization, association, team, or club without the approval of the senior investigator. Get fired immediately.

"Ryan, what about our book club?" At this time several Gryffindor members of the book club came together, and Neville asked Ryan directly. He really liked the organization that gave him a lot of help, and he didn't want to stop his activities because of this stupid education order.

"It's okay, I went to Umbridge to ask for a reorganization. After all, our organization has been for several years, and she has no reason to stop us." Ryan comforted Neville, who seemed a little flustered.

Went to the restaurant to eat, Ryan found Harry, Ron and several students gathered to whisper. It seems that they are wondering if someone has whistled the Umbridge with yesterday's meeting.

In the history of magic, Harry suddenly inexplicably asked for leave and ran out, as if holding something in his hand. After the course, Harry stopped Ryan on the road: "Ryan, there is something I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Ryan asked when he came to a corner with few people. "Do you need anything for my help?"

"I can ask you, have you and the twins been searched when you sent your parcel to your shop?" Harry asked, staring at Ryan's eyes.

"Yes." Ryan nodded. "Since three days ago, the shop staff found that the things we sent were touched. So a few days ago, we all saved a new batch of mail to Hogsmeade to go to town It was sent by the post office. Did your mail also be searched? "Ryan asked, pretending not to know.

"Not only that, they also hurt Hathaway." Harry looked angry. Because Hathaway was already like him to his family, it was unacceptable to be injured in this situation.

"It can only be said that Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic on her behalf have completely blocked Hogwarts. In this case, they certainly will not let go of the fireplace. I personally recommend that you contact Sirius when they contact them. The Phoenix Society must not be exposed. Once these things are known by Fudge, it is not a good thing. "

"I understand." Harry nodded, then whispered to Ryan. "Oh, Ryan, do you know of a place where twenty-eight people can practice black magic defense without being discovered by the teachers."

"Just say you don't know that pink old toad." Ryan smiled. "You are wise, I guess your defense team will definitely not pass Umbridge's censorship. With her attitude towards you, even if you eat with a knife and fork, he can compose your violent lies."

"Don't gloat over." Harry looked a little unhappy. "If it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll ask the twins again."

"Don't say it, I really have such a place." Lane said slowly. "On the eighth floor, there is a house called the" responsive house "across the tapestry of Barbara, where the monster sticks and plays silly. It is sometimes absent, and only when a person really needs it, can he enter. It just meets the needs of help-seekers. Just concentrate on the venue you need, and walk through the wall three times, and a very smooth door will appear on the wall to enter the house of request. "

"I heard Nick tell me when I was in the second grade, and every Saturday morning, as long as it was okay, I would practice fighting there with Hermione. The twins told us that the people who entered would not be marked, even if they saw it on their map. No one to see in. "

"Thanks." Harry thanked very sincerely, "I also wish you a smooth review of that toad today."

Harry's blessings are very sincere, but still let Ryan shudder. If you want to be in a room with a girl's voice pink toad, think about this kind of thing will be covered with goose bumps.

But this matter is inevitable, so after the class in the afternoon, Lane went to Umbridge's office alone to prepare to get permission for club activities.

Ten minutes later he appeared in Umbridge's office, bearing the discomfort in his heart and looking at Umbridge sitting across the table. Even if he had seen it in the movie before, but when he actually saw this pink office, he still had a strong discomfort in his heart.

To tell the truth, this office is not ugly. It can be described as cute with plates decorated with kittens. But this style is really not suitable for a toad, if you can change a cute little girl to stay in it will be much more harmonious.

Just as Lane thought of all kinds of things in his mind, Umbridge on the opposite face smiled and asked, "Are you here to apply for your study club permission?"

"Yes." Ryan nodded with a polite smile.

"Very good, I'm willing to help the motivated classmates." Umbridge said with a smile. "Mr. Liang, what would you like to drink? Coffee, tea, or pumpkin juice?" When she said each drink, she gently waved her wand, and the tea cup or glass with the drink appeared On her desk.

"Thank you, but I'm not thirsty for now." Ryan politely refused.

"I wish you could have a drink with me. Choose one." Umbridge's voice was raised slightly. "Okay, then give me pumpkin juice." It seems that this drink is not acceptable today Too.

Umbridge stood up and added some honey to his back in a pretentious manner. Then she walked around the table with pumpkin juice, with a sinister and intimate smile on her face. "Hey, you better drink them now."

With twelve points of vigilance, Ryan found at the entrance of pumpkin juice that it contained ingredients that were not part of the drink ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I think it should have been added with veritaserum. However, these things will not have any effect on Ryan's current alchemy level. After running the runes in my mind a little bit, the ingredients of these authentic agents are immediately decomposed.

Watching as Ryan drank a whole drink, Umbridge showed a big smile. "Okay, can you tell me what your reading club does?"

"Mainly to be able to complete the homework of the professors and to better grasp the knowledge in the classroom. At the same time, I also know more people. I know that many of the members of the reading club and my parents are not wizards. Meet some local humans who do not discriminate against us. "

"So what are you doing at a party at a book club recently?"

"Complete the homework, endorse, write the thesis, and finish the homework assigned by the professors. That's all. Our party has always been like this."

"Then do you do something illegal? For example, learn some spells that you are not allowed to use."

"No, absolutely not. Every spell we practice is requested by professors, such as Professor McGonagall's disappearance spell or something." Ryan shook his head and said,

"Very well, then I agree to the operation of the book club." Umbridge looked at the documents submitted by Ryan in the past. "However, any additional members will be subject to my approval in the future."

"It's finally settled." Ryan thought when he walked out of the office door, "It's really a person who does things by any means by actually using spitting agent!"

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