Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

In the last few hours of the night, Marx spent the old house in Black.

In order to sort out the information he got and communicate it to the members of the Order of the Phoenix who were extremely worried, he was so vocal that he only made a nap in the reception room.

Even so, he still had to rush to Hogwarts early in the morning, because the magic class had been dropped for several days.

The next morning, when the sky just showed a glimmer of light, Marx had already arrived at Hogwarts Castle.

“How is the school doing?”

Sitting in Snape’s office, Marx yawned and asked casually.

“You want to ask Umbridge the woman?” Snape squinted and dropped the book on his desk. “She got a position from the Ministry of Magic, ‘The Senior Investigator’, nothing else in the other professors. The class is so swaying, it’s annoying!”

“What did she investigate?” Marx asked with great interest.

“Look at it yourself!”

Snape picked up a copy of “Daily Prophet” from the newspaper rack behind him and impatiently reached Marx’s hand. Marx took it easy, no need to turn pages, and soon saw the Umbridge photo on the first page.

“Ministry of Magic seeks education reform and appoints Dolores Umbridge as the first ‘Senior Investigator’.”

After roughly reading the title, Marx swept the content roughly. I found out that the target points were mainly placed on the professors of Hogwarts.

Like Quirrell, who was possessed by “the person who can’t mention the name”, Moody disappeared inexplicably. Hagrid is actually a giant half-blood.

Incidentally, the abrupt leave of Marx, an “excellent teacher”, was also cited as one of the reasons.

So Umbridge’s “Senior Investigator” position was settled in Hogwarts.

In nominal terms, she is supervising the teaching of Hogwarts in place of parents, the school board, and the Ministry of Magic, and conducts a thorough and systematic survey of in-service professors.

In addition, the depth of this position is also clear to the eyes of the discerning person.

“You’d better pay attention to it too. I want to see, your Study of Ancient Runes must be ‘focus on’.” Snape curl one’s lip, reminded.

After Marx heard it, his face shrugged indifferently.

“Of course she will ‘focus on me’, who will make me hinder her hands and feet?” Marx said. “But before that, she still prayed that she could understand my class and say it!”

This is also true, the Study of Ancient Runes has always been a relatively unpopular elective. The content of the ancient runes is not only complicated, but also very professional.

For those non-professional wizards, if you just pick a class halfway, you won’t be surprised by the fog.

“Also.” Snape nodded and sneered. “I remember that the woman’s graduation results were not very good. I hope she has taken the magic class!”

“What do you say?” Marx was curious.

“It’s more interesting to know if you don’t understand it, isn’t it?” Snape still sneered, his face still showing a look of good looks.

……

At the same time, Gryffindor common room.

The rising sun has already jumped out of the hills of the East, emitting dazzling brilliance and shining the entire common room.

The slightly old sofa is bathed in the sun, giving a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The early young wizard has already gone to the auditorium, and he is used to stepping on the bed. At this moment, he is still struggling in the bed, trying to get himself out of the temptation of sleepiness.

A footstep sounded on the stairs leading to the boys’ bedroom, and the kicking and kicking sounded. After a while, I saw Harry and Ron arrive in the common room one after the other.

“It’s terrible! It’s all the old woman. If you have nothing to do, look for other professors, and the professors are in a bad mood…” Ron complained with a sleepy eye.

“Yeah! I always feel that my homework can’t be done in the past few days!” Harry was also sighed.

“You said, when do we have to endure to be liberated?”

“Who knows? At least wait for Marx to come back… Anyway, Hermione said that.”

After all, the two looked at each other and then threw their bodies on the sofa at the same time, causing the sofa under the butt to squeak.

In these few days, according to Hermione’s claim, everything is dominated by low-key. No matter how mean Umbridge is, they are observing their duty and suppressing the anger of their hearts.

If Umbridge is too much of a fire, Hermione will stand up and use a soft knife to disgust her.

In this way, Umbridge is indeed angry and there is no place to scatter, but the young lions are also uncomfortable. This can only be regarded as a method of combating one thousand and losing eight hundred.

It’s a bit hard to be able to endure this kind of yang lion that is accustomed to the past.

Just as Harry and Ron were squatting on the chair and mourning for their lives, the common room suddenly ran into a person.

“Oh! What are you guys sitting there doing? Tell you a good news, Marx is back!”

The person is Hermione, she stood at the doorway, her face was full of red light.

“Ah? What?” “Are you seeing him?”

Harry and Ron suddenly popped up from the couch and asked with their eyes glowing.

“Oh, no, I haven’t seen him yet-” Hermione shook her head, but she was sure, “But he must have been back! I just saw Filch posted a notice on the bulletin board, today Study of Ancient Runes is no longer self-study!”

“That’s great, even though I didn’t take the magic class…” Harry said, hesitating again. “But… is this a notice?”

“This shows that the school attaches great importance to Marx!” Hermione as it should be by rights. “The major event will be posted!”

“You’re right, Hermione,” Ron nodded. “Have you ever had breakfast? If you don’t have it, Marx might be there too!”

When the three men said a few words, they rushed to the auditorium. To be honest, although Marx has only been away for a few days, they have been tortured and have waited a little.

Under Umbridge’s toss, they have recently been looking forward to Marx’s early return.

Hermione’s footsteps slowed down as soon as she reached the hallway on the side door of the auditorium. Because she first saw, not the Marx she had been thinking about, but Luna standing quietly at the door of the side gallery.

“Ah!”

Harry and Ron also saw it, especially Ron, who hesitated to stop the pace after he glanced back at Hermione.

Although he is no longer attached to Hermione, when he sees Hermione stop, his heart is not a taste.

He Ron chose to give up, this is that he saw himself and took the initiative to tear his own obsession; and Hermione chose to insist, even if he knew the hope, but still encouraged himself to move forward.

Ron sincerely admires Hermione’s courage, a kind of courage that he probably can’t match in his life. It is because he has not grasped the prison, so he is more envious and more yearning.

At the same time, I also hope that Hermione will not be disappointed by her own efforts.

As for Harry, he has always been aware of his feelings, and he seems to have never understood the inner struggles of these two friends.

Stepping forward slowly, Hermione stood in front of Luna and blinked her eyes.

“Good morning, Hermione.” Luna took the initiative to open his mouth and greeted him.

Hermione groaned and then nodded a little.

“Good morning,” she said. “Yes… is waiting for Marx?”

“Hey?” Luna stunned his head in confusion. “Marx? Is he back?”

Hermione’s heart suddenly burst into a burst of unwillingness – but she knew it for the first time, but the female child who was supposed to be closer to him and more concerned with him was still ignorant.

“Yeah! He is back…” Hermione was deep took a deep breath, and the location was nodded.

The voice didn’t fall, Luna’s face showed a sweet smile, and even the shackles in his eyes seemed to have dispersed.

“Is it?” she bowed to Hermione, “Thank you.”

So, is he not in the auditorium?

“You’re welcome.” Hermione shook her head slightly. “Since you are not waiting for Marx, what are you doing here?”

“I don’t know too well… I think, I should wait here this morning, etc… There will be good things happening.” Luna thought, “The weather is good today, isn’t it?”

“Probably…” Hermione licked her lips. “At least it won’t rain.”

After that, he passed by Luna and walked step by step into the auditorium.

Ron, behind Hermione, nodded at Luna, then stunned Harry with a look of confusion, chasing Hermione’s footsteps.

Luna turned her head and looked at the back of the three men. The long hair of the light golden swayed gently in the breeze that passed through the church.

“……that’s nice.”

She licked the hair that was blown up and whispered to herself.

At this time, in the auditorium, the atmosphere in the teaching staff was somewhat polarized.

Professor McGonagall looked good. She enjoyed a refreshing breakfast while chatting softly with Professor Sprout.

At the other end of the long table, Umbridge’s face also had a sweet and greasy smile, but how the smile looked stiff.

For the return of Marx, Hogwarts is happy overall, but for our Professor Umbridge, it is simply awful.

Oh! Ok, now it should be called “Umbridge Senior Investigator”.

At this moment, Umbridge’s heart-wrenching index has broken through the sky. Although she was not in the presence of Marx, she took the time to get a name, at least not nominally Marx.

Even so, in today’s Study of Ancient Runes, she still does not want to understand what attitude should be used to attend.

To be honest, this matter has already begun to ponder from the day she received the inauguration of the investigating officer, but it is delayed, and it hurts her brain!