Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"I just want to know if you have received my note, and I have notified you of the date and time when you investigated your class..."

"I obviously received it, or I will ask you to go to my classroom to do something." Professor McGonagall said bluntly.

Many students exchanged the eyes of joy. This is Professor McGonagall.

Umbridge can't get any benefit from him. It would be better if he turned her into a beggar!

"Okay, today we are going to start learning the vanishing charm. The vanishing curse is simpler than the summoning curse that you usually practice when you reach the nets level, but it is still the hardest magic that will appear in your 0ls exam, we... ..."

"Cough, cough."

"I don't understand," Professor McGonagall said to Umbridge, with anger and coldly said, "If you keep interrupting me, how can you understand my usual teaching methods? You know, I When you talk, you are generally not allowed to speak."

Umbridge looked like a slap in the face. She didn't talk, but she was on the parchment on the writing board. She wrote it with anger and anger. The pen was very hard. Everyone heard the tip of the feather pen. the sound of.

Professor McGonagall said that he didn’t care. He once again said to the class, "I just said that we have to practice the disappearance of the disappearance spell in this lesson. This spell will become more and more complicated as the animals that need to disappear. Class, we only use snails, it is an invertebrate, the challenge is not very big. Well, please line up the team to come to me to lead the snail."

"She still taught me and Ai Wen should not lose her temper to Umbridge!" Harry said, lowering his voice to Ron.

A few minutes later, each of them was assigned a snail, and Professor McGonagall explained the spell in detail.

Harry found that the disappearing curse was so terrible that until the end of the deformation class, no one in the entire class let the snail used for practice disappear. Only Hermione was an exception. She just tried it for the third time and succeeded in making her The snail disappeared.

Therefore, Professor McGonagall won a great reward for Gryffindor College. Only she alone does not have to do homework, and everyone else must practice this spell overnight, ready to try on the snails in the next section of the morphing class.

Umbridge sat in the corner and wrote to the writing board. When Professor McGonagall finally asked the class to pack up and class, she stood up, and a face was scary and went to the podium.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at each other and deliberately left behind to eavesdrop.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" Umbridge asked.

"It’s been thirty-nine years until December of this year." Professor McGonagall replied bluntly, closing the bag with a slam.

“Very good!” she said. “You will receive the results of your investigation within ten days.”

"I can't wait." Professor McGonagall said in an extremely cold voice, striding toward the door. "Hurry, you three."

She said, pushing Harry, Ron, and Hermione to move forward.

Harry couldn't help but show her a faint smile, and he was sure that Professor McGonagall also smiled at him.

Ai Wen didn't find the evidence he needed at the Umbridge office, but he felt he could come here for a walk.

He took the black feather pen back to the common room and briefly studied it.

This is the magic that he has not touched before. The magic reaction on the quill is also very strange. He has not waited until Colin called him to go to the divination class.

Ai Wen felt that he needed some help. He was going to write a letter to Ravier asking about the principle of this witchcraft.

When he came to the dim divination classroom, he was still thinking about this.

Professor Trelawney looks as before, like a gleaming cockroach.

“Classmates are good!” she said in her vague, dreamlike voice. “Welcome to the divination class. Of course, I have been paying attention to your destiny throughout the summer and seeing all of you. I am very happy to return to Hogwarts safely. Because, I know that you will all come back. This semester, I will study with you the stars, the movement of the planets and the mysterious signs they show, only..."

She suddenly stopped, and along her line of sight, everyone turned their heads and saw Umbridge daring out of the trapdoor on the floor, with a deliberate smirk on his face, and the sound of the classroom. Quietly quiet.

"Professor Trelawney!" Umbridge said with a smile. "I believe you will receive my notice, which says the time and date of your class."

He didn't seem to find that Ai Wen had broken into her office and didn't even look at him.

Ai Wen remembered that she saw a letter from Fudge to her at Umbridge's desk. She asked her to use a senior investigator to get rid of a professor as soon as possible. If there is anyone in the school who has this possibility, then non-Terry Professor Laughy is none other than.

Before entering the real prophetic state, she was an old liar, or not much convincing.

It’s the worst professor in the school, so you don’t have to spend time evaluating it, as long as you can’t see it.

Evan hopes that Professor Trelawney can perform better and don't give Umbridge a handle.

"I know!" Professor Trelawney nodded his face and looked very unhappy. She continued to use the ethereal voice to say, "The movement of the planet and the mysterious signs it displays are only those who understand the rules of the sky dance dance. People, talent..."

"Cough, cough!" Umbridge interrupted her, and she did not have much scruples about Professor Trelawney.

"I'm sorry, can I talk to you before the start of the course? You know, my time is limited and I can't stay here all the time!" Umbridge said, standing up from the chair.

Obviously, rejecting her directly is the best choice, but Professor Trelawney just nodded very annoyed.

"Very good, how long have you been in this position, exactly?"

Professor Trelawney glared at her, crossed her arms and shrugged her shoulders. She seemed to want to protect herself from such rude investigations. She paused a bit and seemed to conclude that the problem was not so In the abruptness, she had no reason to ignore it. She said in a very angry voice, "It’s been almost sixteen years."

"Time is not short, sixteen years..." Professor Umbridge said, and wrote a few more words on her writing board. "So, is Professor Dumbledore acting as the principal before you hired you?"

“Yes,” Professor Trelawney said simply.

"Oh!" Professor Umbridge wrote a few notes. "I heard that you are the grandson of the famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney?"

Cassandra Trelawney is a well-known diviner and occultist in the history of magic. His ancestors are said to have prophetic origins, active in the late Middle Ages and early Renaissance, and was one of the most well-known prophets of the entire European region at the time. , and France's Nocha Danmas.

She once used her own power to disintegrate the prosperous Pharaoh and reconstitute the current Ministry of Magic. This famous prophecy was repeatedly mentioned in the history of magic.

In addition, she also predicted the arrival time of the end of the world.