Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

Zhang Xu, who returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed, muttering "I really want to be a salted fish" and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xu met Professor Babling on the way to the cafeteria.

Professor Babling's spirit didn't seem to be very good, and the two dark circles were about to catch up with Zhang Xu's Animagus form.

"Good morning, Professor Babling." Zhang Xu said hello, "Why didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Good morning, Zhang." Professor Babling said, "I didn't sleep last night. I have already written the paper."

After speaking, Professor Babling handed a roll of parchment to Zhang Xu.

"You have to pay attention to rest, it won't be good if you fall asleep in class." Zhang Xu said jokingly.

As Zhang Xu said, he scanned the paper on the parchment.

The paper is written... Zhang Xu couldn’t understand everything...

In the research of black magic, Zhang Xu's level is not enough.

If Zhang Xu wants to fully understand the paper, he has to go to the library to look up the materials and read it.

If you just look at the conclusion, you can see that this magic is evaluated as extremely vicious black magic in the paper.

Zhang Xu’s attention was not on the paper itself. He saw that the pictures of the wounds in the paper were all written with the names of the mice, and he knew that if the paper was published, this alone would be enough for the British magic. It's a frying pan.

Zhang Xu handed back the paper that he had read to Professor Babling. Professor Babling said while receiving the paper: "I will send the paper to the "Magic" magazine now. I greeted them before. They reserved a high position for me, and the latest issue will be released the day after tomorrow. I have to hurry."

When Professor Babling walked by Zhang Xu, Zhang Xu heard Professor Babling whisper: "I just use my own way to guard my students."

"Go to the Owl Post Office in Hogsmeade, I'm afraid the school's owl room has been monitored." Zhang Xuchuan said to Professor Babling.

Zhang Xu did not expect that the first person to stand up in this matter was not Professor McGonagall and their deans, and Professor Babling, who is usually not unremarkable.

In the magic world where knowledge is power, researchers like Professor Babling have a high status.

With Professor Babling's reputation in the circle of researchers in the magic world, the resources she can mobilize are terrifying.

Just think about it, if the Druid Yuan said to a farmer, "The rice your family grows is not delicious", then that family will have to plant sweet potatoes instead.

Professor McGonagall's long-term administrative management work may have taught them to compromise and yield.

But the relatively simple Professor Babling does not have so many worries. She uses her best efforts to help her students purely out of love for the students.

Perhaps her combat effectiveness is not so high that Zhang Xu ignored her existence before.

But I have to say that Professor Babling is the purest and one of the most respectable professors in the entire Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. When the students were hurt and the other professors were indifferent, she was the only one who stood up.

When Zhang Xu came back to his senses, he had finished his breakfast and sat in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Zhang Xu suddenly found that the atmosphere in the classroom was a little strange. It was not so much about preparing for class as it was about preparing to go to the battlefield.

And the classmates kept turning back and looking at themselves sitting in the last row with "waiting for you" eyes.

Many classmates who walked in behind Zhang Xu patted him on the shoulder while passing by him, and at the same time used words such as "Come on", "It's up to you", "Don't lose to Gryffindor" encourage him.

Zhang Xu wanted to jump up and point to their noses and asked, "You guys don't think it's too big to see the excitement, and drinking my wedding wine is not too much of a bride, right?"

Why do both of you think that I will make trouble today!

Although I am not afraid of Umbridge, it does not mean that I will take the initiative to pick things up.

And classmate Anthony Goldstein, you are the prefect, what does it mean that you go first, and it's up to me in the end? Are you going to do "Umbridge is not miserable"?

Before Zhang Xu could react, the class bell rang.

Umbridge walked into the classroom, and she could see that she was in a bad spirit, her dark face looked angry and nervous at the same time.

Professor Zhang understands her mood quite well. Everyone is a professor, and think about it. The students have been stunned for a week from the first class. No one is in a good mood.

Umbridge finished her teaching philosophy with a stern face, then arranged the reading task, and then stared at the students in the class, seeming to be waiting for some students to come forward and make trouble.

The students of the Eagle Academy did not live up to Umbridge's expectations, and Terry Bout was the first to raise his hand.

"Do you have any questions about the text?" Umbridge asked Terry after he stood up.

"Yes, Professor Umbridge." Terry said, "Do we need to practice using spells?"

"Obviously," Umbridge replied as calmly as possible, "we will learn defensive spells in a safe and risk-free way."

"I see, thank you Professor Umbridge." Teri bowed slightly to Umbridge and sat down.

Such an obedient student made Umbridge feel a little uncomfortable for a while, and she was stunned for a while after Terry sat down.

Immediately afterwards, Michael Kona raised his hand.

After Umbridge asked him to ask questions, Michael stood up and said: "Professor Umbridge, in the first book of "Standard Spells" written by Miranda Gosak, he emphasized that spells must be practiced repeatedly to master them proficiently. . Then we don’t practice using mantras, so how do we master them proficiently?"

Umbridge’s face suddenly darkened, and she replied: “The Ministry of Magic believes that theoretical knowledge can help you pass the exam more effectively. In the final analysis, letting students pass the exam is the purpose of the school. So you only need to master The theoretical content will be fine."

After thanking Umbridge, Michael also sat down.

Seeing that the students in this class did not seem to be as rebellious as other classes, Umbridge also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then it was Kevin Entwistle's turn to raise his hand.

Kevin asked: "Professor Umbridge, what should we do if we are in danger? Take "Magic Defense Theory" and open the relevant chapter, and then tell the other party that we are going to do this, so please hurry up Do you want to catch it?"

The students in the class burst into laughter, and Zhang Xu also laughed.

And Umbridge's face, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, became darker and darker.

"I don't think you will be attacked in my class," Umbridge said. "You don't think you will be attacked during class."

Anthony raised his hand at this time, and it took him two minutes to get Umbridge's permission to ask a question.

"I'm sorry ~www.readwn.com~Professor Umbridge." Anthony said with an uneasy expression. "In our first grade, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was a dark wizard who sneaked into Hogwarts. . In the second year, our Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor released the basilisk in the castle. In the fourth year, our professor was a Death Eater posing as a Death Eater. In four years, we met three people who had caused us It’s a dangerous defense against the Dark Arts class professor, so please forgive us for our concern about this matter. After all, less than a week after school started, several classmates were seriously injured because of your confinement."

The students in the class kept nodding their heads with a "yes, yeah" expression.

At this moment, the Wizard of Umri knew that the students who asked the question had played with her together. Looking at the students nodding together in their seats, it seems that the whole class has a share.

Umbridge blushed, the blue stripes on his forehead bloomed, and he argued, "I am a professor designated by the Ministry of Magic, and it is impossible for me to intentionally hurt a student...injured!...The matter of confinement can be considered as deliberate injury. Huh?"

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