Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 368 The Expelled Professor
In the Hogwarts auditorium, Mike was enjoying rare leisure time with Benjamin and others.

Mike's first class a week ago was relatively satisfactory except for the unpleasantness when he announced the curse at the end.

After that, Mike, Harry and the others discussed and made a detailed schedule, requiring members of the DA Army to attend classes in the Response Room at 1:3 p.m. on the first, third, and fifth of each week. two hours.

At the beginning, Mike actually wanted everyone to come to class every day, because after observing the first class, Mike found that the group of members headed by Qiu Zhang had worse spell talent than those in the Mutual Aid Club. If Without more effort, these people are likely to achieve nothing.

However, because Hermione felt that staying up late every day to make up lessons would affect the normal study the next day, she finally adopted a three-day class system per week.

The result of this was exactly as Mike had expected. By the end of the first week of all courses, the senior members of the Mutual Aid Society had fully mastered the 'Safe Guarding' and 'All Protection', while Qiu Zhang and others except Ha Except for the three of them and a few students of higher grades, there are not many people who can perfectly release the protection spell.

But Mike didn't really care much about it. He didn't expect the outstanding performance of the twenty or so people at the beginning.

In his opinion, the learning achievements of these few people are not important, and Mike's main focus of work is still on the mutual aid club.

Over the past week, Mike began to woo members frantically, and even lowered the threshold for borrowing.

However, while new members enjoy a lower loan threshold, they must also accept stricter contract restrictions. At this point, Mike has fully learned Hermione's spirit and directly attached the new member's contract to the new members. Curse, and its effect is much stronger than Hermione's.

Many people complain about this.

"Mike, do you really think that's a good idea?" Benjamin asked with an unnatural expression, "I'm talking about the new student aid plan. Don't you think that such a low loan threshold and such a heavy punishment mechanism Is it too unreasonable? There will definitely be many people who will not be paid because of this.”

Everyone who was drinking tea turned their attention to Mike's direction. Many of them, like Benjamin, were also beneficiaries of the original student loan plan. At that time, the student loan of the Los Santos Group had extremely strict loan conditions. , so the people who applied for the loan at that time were those who really needed the money.

But now the Los Santos student loan has changed, and the low threshold makes many people who just want to satisfy their own vanity also start to borrow from Mike.

After that, they used the money to spend a lot, buying new clothes, new toys, new brooms...

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

If you are in Muggle society, this is absolutely not feasible, because you have no effective means of collecting debts.

But here is the wizarding society, and the curse that Mike added to the contract will force those who have not paid the money to be forced to obey the orders of the mutual aid society, thus becoming slaves of the mutual aid society.

Such a move is indeed beneficial to the Mutual Aid Association in the short term, but it will undoubtedly make the Mutual Aid Association lose its original meaning. This is something that people like Benjamin who came from the Mutual Aid Association and have special feelings for the Mutual Aid Association do not want to see it.

And for all of this, Mike actually knew it well, he put down his teacup, turned his head to Benjamin and said:
"First of all, you have to understand that although the punishment mechanism we have set is harsh, our interest rate is not high. Those who have not paid the money do not deserve our sympathy, because they either did not plan to pay it back from the beginning, or It’s just that there is something wrong with the brain. Such a person is not qualified to be a member of the mutual aid society.”

"But……"

"Okay, don't say any more." Seeing that Benjamin was going to continue, Mike waved his hand, "This is the best way to quickly increase our strength now, I can promise you that after this time passes, I will put some of these It's all corrected."

It was said that Benjamin stopped talking, but judging from his expression, he was still very concerned about this matter.

But Mike didn't pay any more attention to him, but turned his attention to Franklin in the corner.

At this moment, Franklin was no longer as lively as before, and he collapsed on the chair as if he had lost his bones. If it wasn't because his eyes were still blinking, Mike would even suspect that he was dead.

He has been in this state for two full days. Umbridge's club ban order has been very effective. Now all clubs 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 teams of various colleges. Training hard, in order to be able to achieve a good result in the next Quidditch league and win glory for the academy, but now Umbridge is about to shut down their team with a single order, how can this be tolerated?

So a large number of resistance movements began, and members of the various Quidditch school teams, including Harry and Franklin, all united and began to submit an application to Umbridge to restart the Quidditch school team.

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

She acted as if she didn't take the students' needs into consideration at all, which depressed Franklin and Harry, especially the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor. Lying in the dormitory without getting out of bed for three days.

"Don't be so sentimental, Franklin."

Mike said to Franklin helplessly, or shook his head when he heard the words:
"No, you don't understand. Quidditch is to me like a propeller is to an airplane. They are indispensable!"

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

And at this moment, a low-grade Ravenclaw student suddenly ran over, gasped and said:

"Senior Townley, no... not good! Professor Trelawney has been fired by Umbridge, and they are kicking her out now!"

Hearing this, Mike frowned instantly, and Franklin, who was still like a dead dog beside him, immediately regained his spirits, got up and said excitedly:
"Doesn't that mean we don't have to take that damn divination class, and we don't have to make up all kinds of stories to pass the exam!"

Mike glanced at him angrily, got up and said:

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

……

Ten minutes later, Mike and others came to 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 others arrived, a large number of people had already gathered in the divination classroom. Obviously, most of these people came to watch the fun just like Mike.

"Damn it! You can't do that! That's my ancestor's crystal ball! Oh! Oh! That can't be moved either! It's the 'chi point' of the whole room, and if it changes it will..., Merlin! You really Move it! You are finished, the curse has attached to your body, and you will die soon! A miserable death..."

The sound of cursing endlessly came 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 stared at the stairs curiously, wishing they could go up and see for themselves.

After a while, however, Umbridge came down.

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

And beside her, there were two tall Slytherin students, who watched the surroundings vigilantly like Umbridge's bodyguards.

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

After saying that, Umbridge walked down the stairs, and the two Slytherin bodyguards beside her dutifully separated the surrounding students for her, so that she had more room to stand.

Filch's reply and Professor Trelawney's miserable cry came from the small attic above the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, Filch's thin figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes. He was hunched over with a huge suitcase on his back.

The suitcase looked heavy, because Filch's legs were shaking constantly, and one could not help but worry that he might fall down the stairs because of his unsteady footing.

And following him was Professor Trelawney, who was holding 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 is stretched like dry grass, and tears are constantly flowing from her red eyes with thick lenses. Terrible.

There was bursts of laughter from the crowd of onlookers, and Professor Trelawney also noticed the students in the classroom at this time.

Seemingly in order to maintain her image as a professor, she immediately let go of her hands after spotting her classmates and began to wipe away her tears.

However, just letting go gave Filch a chance. He jumped with a big suitcase on his back, fell to the ground and fell into the mud.

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

"This must hurt!"

Franklin whispered to Mike, who nodded quickly.

After struggling for a long time, Filch finally got up with great effort. He first smiled at Umbridge in a flattering manner, and then said:

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

"Throw me this stinking trash out of Hogwarts!"

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

Hearing the words, Filch quickly said yes, and squeezed out of the crowd with a hunched body and a limp.

The way he walked looked ridiculous, but Mike and others couldn't laugh. On the contrary, the two senior Slytherin bodyguards beside Umbridge were laughing.

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

As if to maintain her face as a professor, she walked down the stairs slowly towards Umbridge like a queen with her head held high.

However, the two bodyguards beside Umbridge were not vegetarians. They stopped Trelawney when she was about to enter a meter from Umbridge.

"Umbridge, you vicious bastard!" Trelawney seemed to be unable to control her emotions, the muscles on her face were twitching constantly, and turbid 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 more than happy to give you a kiss of death!"

"That's enough, I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore!" Umbridge frowned, and said to a Slytherin beside him, "Get her out of here!"

Hearing this, a Slytherin next to him immediately stepped forward and grabbed Trelawney's arm, while the latter broke free fiercely, glared at the Slytherin and Umbridge fiercely, and said angrily:

"I'll go by myself!"

Seeing Trelawney being escorted out of the classroom, the surrounding students looked at each other in blank dismay, many of them had expressions of panic on their faces.

Umbridge obviously noticed this too. She let go of her hand covering her mouth and nose, and she looked at everyone with a self-confident smile and said:
"Everyone, please listen to me. In the last review of Professor Trelawney, we found that she is completely incapable of teaching students, so for our students to learn really useful knowledge instead of wasting time on Inventing all sorts of unfortunate little stories, we have decided to expel Professor Trelawney.

In the coming time, we will try our best to find new divination professors for you.Before that, the divination class and related exams were temporarily cancelled.I hope everyone can focus on their studies so that they can achieve better grades! "

After finishing speaking, Umbridge nodded towards everyone, and then left the classroom without hesitation, leaving the students to discuss with each other while glancing at each other.

"Has Umbridge gone mad?" whispered Franklin. "Isn't she afraid?"

Mike shook his head.

Umbridge's recent behavior is indeed somewhat abnormal, not at all like what a person who has just received death threats can do.

But from the fact that Umbridge often turned her head very vigilantly to observe the bodyguards with her when she spoke just now, it doesn't look like she didn't care about the 'death threat' at all.

Wait, bodyguard?
Those Slytherin bodyguards!

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

(End of this chapter)