Magic Journey from Hogwarts

The missing body also felt the power of the sheep spell, and a strange look appeared on his face, "The impeccable soul, the ability to attack spirit bodies, and...construct dreams and even spiritual space."

"Not only that, we will be strong enough in the future, and we can even turn fiction into reality." Aaron laughed loudly, "This magic point is not a loss."

"The only shortcoming is that this ability needs to be continuously developed by oneself." The missing body said, "If we want to reach the last step, we are still far away, at least we need to have god-level magic power to support it."

"But it can be considered that the future is promising, and the future is bright." Aaron was in a good mood, and then began to refresh the blank product column, and did not stop until the horse charm appeared.

After that, he added all the remaining four hundred magic points to mana. Although it only shortened the gap with the middle-level great magister in general, it was enough to make him and the missing body go further. Become an intermediate magister.

"Although the magic points are cleared, the harvest is quite fruitful!" Aaron stretched in satisfaction, and was ready to continue today's magic circle practice.

At this time, the prophecy suddenly spoke, "Umbridge finally stretched out her evil fangs and attacked the Hogwarts teachers' team."

"speak English."

Aaron and Sishen cursed in unison.

During this period of time, they have figured out how to use the book correctly. Although they are loyal to him and have their own thoughts and tempers, they are just a little lazy.

That is to catch fish as much as you can, and some prophecies can really be fooled if you don't ask them clearly.

"Okay, my dear master.

To put it bluntly, Umbridge will fire a professor today, whose name seems to be..." The old man's face on the cover of the prophecy showed a tangled expression, and he continued after thinking for a while, "Sybill Trelawney, yes, Trelawney.

A poor child, although he has the blood of the prophet, but his ability is very limited, and he cannot control the prophetic ability that is very accidental.

Her teaching level is average, and her sense of presence in Hogwarts is very low. Perhaps the master will be the student she is most proud of in her life, and the only one who can do it well..."

"It's almost done." The missing body interrupted, and then looked at Aaron playfully, "How is the divination class?"

"So-so!" Aaron waved his hand indifferently, "I'm not very interested in other divination methods except the crystal ball, and most of them are self-study from textbooks."

"That's the master's excellent talent, Trelawney is only playing a guiding role." The prophecy said, "The master's current divination ability is definitely much stronger than her."

"So...don't care?" The thought body asked meaningfully.

Aaron nodded after thinking for a moment, "Maybe she really doesn't have the ability to teach me, but she still has the necessary respect for the teacher."

"I knew it."

"Nonsense, my thoughts are your thoughts." Aaron said angrily, "But the question is how to manage it?

We can ignore Umbridge, but behind her stands the Ministry of Magic. "

"Speaking as if you put Fudge in your eyes."

"He is the Minister of Magic after all, we can despise him, but there is no need to offend him.

I don't want them to focus on me, it's too much trouble. "

Chapter 479 Umbridge is completely defeated, we have a traitor

hall.

The students who finished dinner crowded here, forming a big circle.

Professor Trelawney stood in the middle in embarrassment. Apart from the deep humiliation on his face, there was also obvious panic and horror.

Several large wooden boxes were crookedly placed at her feet, as if they had been thrown from upstairs.

"Sixteen, 16 years, I've lived and taught here." Professor Trelawney looked sad and aggrieved, "Hogwarts is my home, you can't do this."

"It used to be your home." Umbridge proudly took out a piece of paper, "The Minister of Magic signed your dismissal order an hour ago.

Now please get out of the lobby and don't embarrass me please? "

Professor McGonagall couldn't stand it any longer. She went straight through the crowd to Professor Trelawney, took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears.

"All right, all right, Sybil."

"Do you have anything to say?" Umbridge asked flatly.

"Oh! I do have a few things to say. Trelawney is not leaving Hogwarts."

"Who approved it?"

"I."

A muffled voice sounded, and Dumbledore appeared at the door.

"Dumbledore, I want to remind you that according to the relevant details of Education Order No. 20 No. [-] promulgated by the minister himself, the senior investigator has the power to inspect, retain, inspect and dismiss any teacher who he believes does not meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic."

"Of course you have the right to fire my teachers, but you don't have the power to expel them from the school, only the principal has that power.

Therefore, Professor Trelawney has the right to continue living at Hogwarts. "

Professor Trelawney burst into tears, sobbing, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you, Professor Dumbledore.

But I have to go, I'm leaving Hogwarts to make a living elsewhere. "

"No, I want you to stay, Sybil." Dumbledore said seriously, "Professor McGonagall, take Sybil back to the room first."

"Wait a minute." Aaron walked over quickly, and then looked at Professor Trelawney meaningfully, "If you want to make a living elsewhere, I can help a little.

I still have a store in Diagon Alley, Professor, you can go there and help me look at the store. "

"I..." Trelawney hesitated to speak.

"You can rest assured that the work is easier there, Harry Potter has been an intern.

But as I said before, the salary may be lower than that of Hogwarts professors, so you have to be mentally prepared.

After all, I'm not doing charity, so I can stay there temporarily with food and lodging until I teach you to come back again. "

"Mr. Gaius, what do you mean?" Umbridge frowned. She came to Trelawney today to make an example of others, and to scare those teachers who were dissatisfied with her.

But Aaron arranged a retreat for Trelawney in a blink of an eye, so the effect of killing chickens and monkeys would be somewhat reduced.

"It's nothing interesting, just treat it as a student's respect for the teacher!"

"But the dismissal order has just been approved."

"Does the senior investigator still care about the employment situation of the dismissed professor?" Aaron asked rhetorically, "Don't say it has just been approved, even if it has not been approved, it will not prevent Professor Trelawney from finding a new job. !"

The corners of Umbridge's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

The privileges that Fudge gave her were limited to Hogwarts, and her powers would be greatly reduced outside of Hogwarts.

Professor Trelawney struggled for a while, and said awkwardly but politely: "Thank you very much for your kindness, Mr. Gaius, but I still want to stay at Hogwarts."

"Are you sure?" Aaron was a little caught off guard. He said clearly just now, go to him to avoid the limelight, and she can still return to school when the time is right.

Professor Trelawney nodded hesitantly. Of course she knew that she was not suitable to stay at Hogwarts now. As long as Umbridge was still a senior investigator, her life would never be easy.

Once Umbridge finds a way to bring down Dumbledore, she will still face the dilemma of being expelled.

But after all, Dumbledore took her in for 16 years. If she just left like this, she would feel uneasy. Although her prophecy ability is not effective from time to time, it is still possible to help him.

"Okay! Now that you have decided, I can only wish you good luck.

But if you really can't stay any longer, you can still come to me. "

"Thank you very much." Professor Trelawney said sincerely.

"Thank you for your trust, Sybil." Dumbledore said with emotion.

"Let's go upstairs first."

Professor McGonagall helped Professor Trelawney up the marble stairs, and Professor Flitwick waved his wand, floating the boxes in mid-air, and followed them.

Umbridge watched this scene helplessly, until Professor McGonagall and the others left her sight, she barely recovered.

"Dumbledore, I will appoint a new professor of divination, and her room will still be vacant by then."

"You don't need to worry about this, I have already found a suitable candidate, and he is willing to live on the first floor."

"What did you say?" Umbridge shrieked, feeling overwhelmed.

She thought that expelling Trelawney would kill two birds with one stone. First, she could make an example of others, and second, she could put her own people in the position of professors, so as to increase her control over Hogwarts.

But I never expected that Dumbledore not only kept Trelawney, but also arranged for a new professor. Her calculation today has become a joke.

"Dumbledore, I have to remind you."

"You don't need to remind me. Those educations make me more familiar than you." The old god Dumbledore said with a smile, "When the headmaster can't find a suitable candidate, the Ministry of Magic has the right to appoint a teacher."

The voice fell, and the sound of hooves getting closer reached everyone's ears.

A centaur walked in through the gate, and the students all exclaimed and gave way to the road.

"Fierenze?" Aaron frowned slightly, and said in surprise, "You actually invited him here?"

"Very suitable!" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, can he say it's inappropriate?

The study of astrology by the centaurs surpassed that of any wizards, and they were second in divination, and no one dared to be the first.

Umbridge stared at Firenze dumbfounded, and besides anger, there was also a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

She knew that the centaurs were much more difficult to deal with than Trilawney, and it was almost impossible to find fault with the teaching level.

And even if she could pick out the fault, she couldn't attack Firenze in a short period of time. If she targeted the divination professor twice in a row, it would also affect her reputation if it spread.

......

Because Firenze had seamlessly transitioned to the position of divination professor, Umbridge's actions ended hastily and did not have any impact on the students.

It is inconvenient for the horses to go up the stairs, so the divination classroom is assigned to NO.11 classroom on the first floor.

Dumbledore used magic to change the classroom into a forest environment, and the ceiling became a clear night sky, which was convenient for Firenze to explain the astrology.

However, divination is an abstract subject after all, even if it is replaced by a more professional teacher, it will only make this class more interesting, and there are still very few people who can really understand it.

As the OWLs exam approaches, the pressure on fifth-year wizards is increasing.

Aaron, the prefect, is also a bit too busy. The fifth grade Slytherin would come to him to ask questions from time to time, and he would patiently answer them one by one.

However, there are twelve courses to be tested in the exam. In addition to the required courses, there are also elective courses. The combination of various questions makes him feel very annoying.

In addition to his duties as a prefect, he is also responsible for the teaching duties of the DA.

After several months of training, some students can summon physical patron saints, which makes the Room of Requirement very lively, with white swans, minases, skunks, rabbits and other patron saints running around in the room.

And those who are worse can only summon a cloud of white mist, barely able to spell out an illusory shield.

Aaron looked at the training of the students below on the podium and nodded with satisfaction. In addition to the sense of accomplishment, he was more relaxed.

During this period of time, he has taught everything that should be taught, and the rest is to train well.

And he handed over the task of supervising training directly to Harry Potter. He didn't want to do this job, but Harry never tired of it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a burning sensation coming from his pocket, and couldn't help frowning.

"Stop training, all stop training." Aaron said loudly with the amplifying spell, and his expression became extraordinarily dignified.

More than thirty students stopped what they were doing and looked at Aaron in confusion.

"Something happened and I have to announce that DA is officially suspending classes today."

"What's the matter?" asked Fred and George.

"Sorry, but there is a traitor among us."

After the voice fell, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

They have been training in the Room of Requirement for half a year, and there has been no problem. The word 'traitor' was so sudden that they were caught off guard.

"Where's Malfoy?" Ron searched around unabashedly, "Is he not there?

I've known he must have been the snitch, ever since Harry accused his father in The Quibbler..."

"Shut up, Weasley," Draco said viciously.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Ron's face, "You are here!"

"What? Let you down?"

"Uh... You can't say that you didn't tell the secret here." Ron said boldly, and many people looked at Draco with unkind eyes.

It was rude, but the person most likely to betray in this room was Malfoy.

"It's not him." Hermione quietly tugged at Ron's sleeve, and reminded in a low voice, "I'm sure it's not him, I added magic to that list."

"I didn't have any disgusting bubbles on my face, did I!" Draco sneered meaningfully.