Chapter 134 Correct

Chapter 134 Correct

At noon, a new type of huge notice was hung on the originally smooth wall of the main hall of the auditorium without any warning. The new notice was printed in large bold letters, with a formal seal at the bottom and a neat cursive signature next to it.

Education Order of the High Overseer of Hogwarts.

Filch was still staring at the nail with selflessness and difficulty, turning a blind eye to the crowd that was gradually gathering. This was probably the most enjoyable job he had done since working at Hogwarts.

The people who gathered here were not here to study the so-called education order, let alone to watch him hammer nails.

Umbridge's pink cardigan is too eye-catching and doesn't look right next to Professor McGonagall. She is also a head shorter than Professor McGonagall and looks more like a pink frog.

She also realized this, so she took another step, until she was able to look down at Professor McGonagall who turned pale with anger before she cleared her throat with satisfaction: "You have no right to question my decision, Minerva, even You are also in the inspection period now."

Professor McGonagall sneered and pointed at the notice: "Inspecting teachers, supervising students beyond the dean, and observing and approving, these are of course your rights, but the last one is to establish a special one. The investigation team has more power than the prefects and male and female student chairpersons. This is a rule that only the principal can change."

Before Professor McGonagall could finish, Umbridge burst out laughing and interrupted her: "Unfortunately, it will happen soon. There will be. Times are changing, and schools are already making changes. It's time for Hogwarts to keep pace with the times. "

Those who stood closer could clearly see when Umbridge said the second half of McGonagall's words. The professor's hands were unconsciously tangled, and his whole body was shaking. It took him a long time to say: "You have to understand, Dolores, Hogwarts will never become the Durmstrang it is now..."

She dared to be angry. Not daring to speak is what makes Umbridge enjoy the most. She has always been good at grabbing happiness from other people's pain. She was about to use the topic to say something more, but a sudden voice completely terminated the conversation between her and Professor McGonagall.

"At least you don't have this power now, Professor Umbridge."

Dumbledore appeared on the higher step. If Umbridge looked like a pink frog in front of Professor McGonagall, then she looked more like a reptile under Dumbledore's gaze. No matter how imposing he was, he always seemed particularly humble in front of Dumbledore.

He didn't scold him, and his words were full of etiquette.

"No one can hold power forever, and the rules will not remain unchanged." He spread his hands, obviously agreeing, but it was more embarrassing than opposing, "So to a certain extent, you are right."

From the moment he appeared in the main hall, The buzzing discussion ceased. Dumbledore seems to have his own magic power. This kind of magic is the biggest provocation to Umbridge.

As if he just happened to be passing by, Dumbledore floated past her as soon as he finished speaking, blocking all the rebuttal words in his throat. Even Professor McGonagall no longer paid attention to the extremely angry Umbridge. , followed Dumbledore and left.

Umbridge had to stand on the highest level to regain some dignity among the students.

She cleared her throat louder, and her words became sweeter: "Recruitment for the Special Investigation Team has begun. Aspiring students can come to the office to sign up."

The group headed by Draco Malfoy was stronger than ever . All are arrogant. Malfoy responded to her loudly: "Of course, Professor."

His performance made Umbridge feel a lot more comfortable, and she finally had the time to turn her extra eyes to Daphne, who was standing with Astoria: "Remember me "Discuss your questions in the office, Miss Greengrass."

Astoria obviously didn't know what happened during class, and almost blurted out: "Sister, you..." She quickly realized the situation and cleverly made it redundant. The words were swallowed.

Daphne also held her hand. After Umbridge triumphantly twisted her waist and left, and the crowd dispersed, she walked up to Mu Yu who was still looking up at the giant notice: "You She didn't want to let us go."

She was too calm, without complaining or begging for mercy. She was very different from the girl who was panicked just because Sirius Black broke into the tower a year ago.

Mu Yu didn't pay much attention to Daphne. She had been looking at the rules on the notice attentively, and occasionally glanced at Theodore Nott, who was also stopping under the notice: "I didn't do anything, Xiaodi. It's just that Mr. Greengrass came to me to seek a deal." She glanced at Astoria, "How can the contract signed in the business cooperation be changed at will?"

She said she was not going to let them go. It would be better to ask their father and Maurice Bernard to secretly communicate with each other. Have you ever thought about your family?

She planned to leave. Reading a bunch of rules for a long time would inevitably become boring. Theodore Nott seemed to be fixed in front of the notice and had no intention of leaving.

"The Special Investigation Team can also get extra credits, which is quite suitable for you, Theodore," Mu Yu didn't take it seriously and said very softly when passing by him, "You can go to Umbridge tonight. Professor, sign up."

As for the rule that the distance between men and women should not be less than one foot in the new school regulations, it is no different to her.

Hearing this, Theodore Nott was shocked and instinctively covered his left arm, but Mu Yu walked away. Most of the time, all she left him with was this back view.

The brightness clearly visible in the flickering candlelight last night was a fantasy he could never reach.

He looked at Daphne imperceptibly, lowered his head and left without saying a word.

The two sisters were the only ones left in front of the notice.

Astoria looked anxious when there was no more people around. She didn't ask Daphne what she did in class. Obviously, no matter what he did now, the so-called professor was determined to find trouble: "You can't really go to her. She looks difficult to deal with. I'll go find Qitong. She will definitely have a way to fool you."

She couldn't help but break away . Sister Kai ran out of the main hall, and Daphne was unprepared and had to run a few steps with her, shouting behind her: "Come back!"

After so many years together, Daphne had never spoken to her in such a serious tone. Astori Ya paused, stopped and turned around to look at her sister aggrievedly.

Her grievance and confusion did not make Daphne give in this time. Instead, she looked straight at her without flinching. Unable to put on the posture of being about to talk to the dean, she repeated: "Come back."

Astoria reluctantly went He took a few steps back.

Her sister used to be so weak that she was out of breath even if she ran a few steps. Now she is just like an ordinary girl.

This kind of health was obtained in exchange for the devil.

Waves of sourness surged up, making her eyes feel warm, but she smiled gently at Astoria, not intending to show her timidity in front of her sister: "Do you know what the situation is in the East now?"

Astoria Ya shook her head in confusion. A lot of miscellaneous information had been pouring into her crazily in the past few days. Until now, she had not been able to fully digest what her father had concealed for so many years. How could she understand such a distant thing again?

"There is a high probability that Kunlun will be with them. The entire southern Muggle world has fallen, and the team actually controlled by her is still trying to advance to the north. Once the capital cannot be defended, the east will become that person's first foreign territory." Daphne rubbed Astoria's cheeks Head, calming the latter's doubts and fears, "And the nominal leader of that team is Qitong's grandfather. She shoulders a burden that we can't imagine. Leah, don't bother her with my trivial matters."

Yu A For Storia, this moment was extremely unfamiliar. For the first time, she realized that her sister, who had always been tolerant of her and not very concerned about foreign affairs, had undergone earth-shaking changes in just a few nights. She didn't even know how long Daphne had been paying attention to the news.

"They, that person..." Astoria couldn't help trembling when she mentioned that person, "How could there be so many..."

Daphne interrupted her and asked a question that had nothing to do with what she just said: "Leah, as Slytherins, how many labels have others put on us?"

Before Astoria could adapt to the jump in the topic, she asked and answered herself: "Ambition, arrogance, cunning, evil, pure blood, Just go with the flow and hesitate," she laughed at herself a little, "Maybe some people think that we are a group of noble and inviolable young masters and ladies who have high aspirations."

Thinking of the first and second graders, she actually told Mu Yu about the pure-blood family with pride. Her so-called arrogance mocked Gryffindor's recklessness, and she even looked down on herself.

"Some of us have attached the label to our bones and blood, and we do have sweet dreams about young masters and young ladies all the time. I don't deny it, Leah, I have had such dreams before. But you saw that when we were still When you are in a dream, someone has learned to weave dreams for others." She stroked her sister's hair, "The labels are all fake and can fall off at any time, but you have to remember that we are all human beings. They all have their own thoughts and things they want to protect. There is no difference between people."

Astoria looked at Daphne, as if she had a clear premonition of her sister's choice for the first time.

"Maybe I can't be a Gryffindor, I can't understand their courage, let alone deny Potter's recklessness." After stroking her hair, she hugged Astoria again, "But I am a human being, and so are you. , we are all upright and upright, standing equally in front of the homeland we must guard together."

Her eyes were full of light: "I will go to Umbridge's office after dinner. If you need help from others for such small things, then what I just said. It's all empty talk. She won't do anything to me, after all, I'm not Potter."

After taking a final look at the new regulations on the wall, she left Astoria alone and went deeper into the corridor.

Astoria was still holding back in front of her sister, and tears came out of her eyes only when the lonely but upright back was only a blur of light.

That was the sister who depended on her for life and looked up to her like jewels. She could hardly believe that the sister who had no ambition in the past and could only muddle along in her studies would one day say these words and resolutely choose this path at such a moment. .

The sister stood in front of the family. But she didn't want to stand behind her sister.

"I'm with you!" She tried her best to control her sobs and shouted to the disappearing figure, "We..."

After a moment's hesitation, the figure disappeared, and she had to lower her voice and repeat the unfinished words: "Everything will be fine. "

The Defense Against the Dark Arts office has been renovated to the point where it doesn't even look like an office anymore. Everything was covered with lace dropcloths and tablecloths when Daphne entered. There were also several vases filled with dried flowers, each placed on its own little cushion. Hanging on one wall is a collection of decorative plates, each featuring a large, brightly colored cat with a different bow around its neck.

This room, like Umbridge herself, was disgustingly boring.

She is not alone. When they came in, Potter was already sitting on a chair, and the old god Umbridge was drinking coffee on the soft chair: "Good evening, Miss Greengrass."

Daphne didn't care what happened to Potter, and lowered her eyebrows. He greeted her politely and showed the utmost respect: "Good evening, Professor Umbridge."

"Sit down," this was especially helpful to her. She pointed to the chair next to Potter and explained to her with a disgusting grin, " Potter is here tonight to be punished for spreading evil, vile, sensational lies. Oh, don't be nervous, good boy. Potter, you can start copying sentences. "

Daphne can see Bo. The veins in Te's hands are throbbing. There is a slender black quill pen with a sharp tip on the table. The first time she saw this thing, she felt uncomfortable all over.

"You didn't give me ink."

"Oh, you don't need ink." Umbridge always said with a smile.

Potter began to write on the paper. The sudden breath of cold air shocked Daphne. From her angle, she could clearly see that the words on the paper were written in bright red ink. Correspondingly, this line of words also appeared on the back of Potter's right hand. on, deeply engulfed in flesh and bone.

There's something wrong with that pen.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Umbridge's greasy face, who obviously wanted this kind of shock effect: "Now we can discuss what is right, Miss Greengrass. You learned it from our class "What?"

What did she learn? What could she learn in class?

"Please forgive my ignorance, Professor..."

She had no choice but to choose the most conservative apology, but Umbridge did not let her finish, still crossing her arms and smiling. Groaned: "You just need to tell me what I did wrong. Even children can apologize, Miss Greengrass."

The pain seemed to intensify, the gasping sound next to her became louder, and the red letter on the parchment also became louder and louder. Eye-catching.

She just asked a perfectly normal question.

"Professor, please..." She lowered her stance.

Umbridge enjoyed her plea, and an identical piece of paper and pen suddenly appeared in front of her: "Don't ask questions, don't question, this is the most basic principle of the correctness of thinking." The smile on her face was so distorted that it was disturbing, "Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"No, no, no, you don't understand yet, child," she said coquettishly, "We need another way to deepen our memory. Copying the word correctness, like Potter, until It goes deep into your blood."

Daphne grabbed the pen and almost dropped it. In this alarmingly pink office, this so-called senior inspector sent by the Ministry of Magic revealed his ferocious face for the first time.

Only then did she realize firsthand the weight of what she said to Astoria today.

Forcibly holding back all her feelings, she picked up the pen and wrote on the parchment. Just like Harry, every time the pen tip landed on the paper, there was a stinging pain on the back of her hand. The bright red characters were engraved on the skin, and the wound reappeared a few seconds later. Heals quickly. The area with the words is just a little red.

Writing that word again brought healing over and over again.

Umbridge's pretending to be delicate voice still came from above her head: "The second rule of correct thinking is to make friends with the right people. As a smart Slytherin, Miss Greengrass should understand what kind of people are suitable for friends. ," she also deliberately leaned closer to appreciate the word she was copying, "otherwise, I will copy more than one word next time."

The room was extremely quiet for a while, and the subtle sound of the quill scraping against her skin sounded to Umbridge. It is the most beautiful symphony. She leaned back in her chair, sipping the sweet coffee and listening to the most beautiful music in the world.

No one dared to ask how long it would take to stop. The cats on the wall stood in the picture frames as if they were petrified.

Mu Yu had a clear view of all the scenes in the office, including every slight inhalation caused by pain and every scraping sound. The wall full of cats was completely transparent in front of her, allowing her to see every detail in the room clearly.

She did not indulge in enjoyment like Umbridge, she just leaned on the soft rocking chair and read the heavy book in her hand with the firelight of the fireplace next to her and the sound in the room.

The fire crackled and burned more and more fiercely, until a vague head emerged from the flames. She raised her head, glanced at the room as if unintentionally, and turned the page with a clatter: "They never learn well."

The head became clearer and clearer, and it was clear that it was Barty Crouch Jr.'s original face. For a moment, I didn't know who she was sighing to.

She indifferently withdrew her gaze from the punishment that was still going on in the room, and turned to the fire with only a few sparks left: "Long time no see."

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