Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 208 Pink Terror ([-])
The waiting time was excruciating, but it was also full of anticipation. Harry and the others were eager to see Umbridge's reaction when he saw the article published in "The Quibbler".

That must be wonderful.

This is really the only thing worth looking forward to in the near future, and the rest is terrible.Such as the epic defeat of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

It's not how many points they lost, but the powerlessness shown in the match against Hufflepuff.If Harry and the twins hadn't been suspended, Hufflepuff, who had lost Cedric, could actually win a crushing victory, but now even if Ginny finally got the Golden Snitch, Gryffindor still lost by [-] points. .

The tragedy of the Bulgarian Quidditch World Cup was repeated. It was desperate and heartbreaking. Fortunately, it didn't last long.

On Monday morning, as Harry sat at the long table with Ron and Hermione enjoying breakfast, a swarm of owls flew straight at him, dropping letters one after another.This group of guys couldn't wait any longer, and even fought, just to deliver their letter to Harry first.This noisy scene attracted almost everyone's attention.

"What's the matter? What happened?" Ron, who was still a little sad because of the Quidditch loss, asked in surprise. He reached out to take one, but was pecked hard.

"I know!" Hermione was very happy, she put her hand directly into the flock of owls fighting fiercely, and grabbed an owl with a big long tube from it. I rolled my eyes.

He took the package casually, opened the cover, and took out a tightly rolled newspaper from inside. It was the March issue of "The Quibbler".

"Sure enough! Look!" Hermione handed Harry the Quibbler. As a result, Harry saw his own photo at first sight, and there was a line of big blood red characters on it:

"Harry Potter Finally Tells the Truth: The Night I Witnessed the Resurrection of You-Know-Who"

The night I turned to the article, I read it hastily. It was rare for Rita not to use her unique writing skills to whitewash it too much, which was exactly the same as what he said that day.

It's not Rita, it's Hermione...

"It's great, isn't it, Harry?" Luna floated over from the Ravenclaw long table, her voice was still very ethereal, "It just came out yesterday, I'll ask Dad to give you a copy... It looks like Readers have responded very well."

Harry nodded, with a smug smile on his face, and opened the letter happily with Hermione and Ron, followed by the twins.

There were all kinds of things in the letter, some thought that he had a brain problem and needed treatment; some were very confused, believed what he said but did not believe that the mysterious man had really returned.But that was only half of it, and the rest was thanks to Harry for telling them the truth.

"What happened?" Just when several people were opening the letter happily, a cloyingly sweet voice sounded above Harry's head.

Harry froze, still clutching a handful of letters.Looking back, it was Umbridge's hideous face, and there were more spectators behind her.

"Answer my question, why are there so many letters?" Umbridge said slowly, his voice still sweet but depressed.

"I did an interview, and now it's in the newspaper, and these are the thank you letters people wrote to me." Harry knew that this matter couldn't be suppressed, so he simply told the truth.

"Interview? You..." Umbridge said, looking at the messy desktop in front of Harry.Without delay, Harry reached out and took out "The Quibbler" from inside and threw it to Umbridge.

She caught it, and her face turned ashen instantly.

"You... what did you do! When did you do it!" Umbridge's voice was trembling, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear or anger.

Harry didn't care, and replied directly: "The last time I went to Hogsmeade."

Hearing this, Umbridge lost his temper and pointed at Harry, but his voice became softer: "You are forbidden to go to Hogsmeade again, Mr. Potter..."

"I taught you again and again not to lie, don't lie, but you obviously ignored it..."

She took a deep breath to calm herself a little.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor, plus a week of lockdown!"

As soon as the words fell, Umbridge stepped on her high-heeled shoes and hurried away, still clutching the copy of "The Quibbler".

Harry just shrugged his shoulders at this, probably because he was locked up by Umbridge too much, he didn't think it was a big deal at all, but he was very curious about what Umbridge would do next.

Before noon, huge notices were plastered all over the school. "The Quibbler" was listed as a banned book by Umbridge, and students would be expelled immediately if they were found to be carrying it.

"It's a good thing!" Hermione whispered, "She's helped us a lot! If there wasn't this announcement, there might still be many people who haven't read your article, but now I promise, everyone will know!"

If Harry has any experience in the nearly five years of school life, then "Hermione is right" must be the most important one.

This was indeed the case. At night, although there was no sign of "The Quibbler" in the entire castle, everyone had watched it, and it became the hottest topic in the next few days.They discussed during class, during meals, and even when they went to the bathroom.

Not only that, the professors had obviously read it, and even their attitude towards Harry changed a lot.Professor Sprout just gave him twenty points for passing a teapot in class, and Professor Flitwick gave him lots of delicious little treats, even though he had been saying in class that he was going to suffer Professor Trelawney also changed his tune, saying that he would live a long life, become the Minister of Magic, and be full of children and grandchildren.

This feeling is very good, Harry is already a little smug, and even Ron is happy all day long, because most of Professor Flitwick's snacks have entered his stomach.Only Hermione has been frowning these days, looking worried.

"It's not normal, Harry," Hermione said when asked. "She didn't just ban The Quibbler. Obviously, something more serious must happen."

Hearing this, Harry also put away the pride in his heart.According to Hermione's first law, this matter is basically doomed, and it is.

A few days later, when Harry was continuing to learn Occlumency with Snape, he suddenly heard a piercing scream outside the door, loud and noisy.Out of curiosity, the two went out, but saw that everyone was walking along the corridor to the outside of the castle, and the outer hall was full of people.

He squeezed his way in with difficulty, and saw Professor Trelawney standing in the middle, holding a wand in one hand and an empty sherry bottle in the other.She was in a mess, her eyes were crooked, her hair was messed up, and the decorations on her body were also messy.At the foot, a box stood upside down, as if being thrown from above.

"No! No! That's impossible!" screamed Professor Trelawney. "I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

"Nothing is impossible." Umbridge stood opposite Professor Trelawney, still with the same cloyingly sweet voice, "Every class of yours is terrible, with this performance, Firing is inevitable."

"You can't fire me!" cried Professor Trelawney, tears streaming from his eyes. "I've been here for 16 years! This is my home!"

"Just once..." said Umbridge calmly, "You no longer belonged here when the Minister for Magic signed your dismissal order an hour ago..."

"Now, please leave!"

(End of this chapter)