Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The environment of the Study of Ancient Runes classroom is as good as ever, clear and transparent, and the sun is everywhere.

Of course, because of the excellent ventilation of this classroom, it is still a bit cold if you don’t cover the window when you encounter the windy weather.

However, today after all is the day when the magic class continues to speak, even the notices are posted on the bulletin board, so it is also full of students for a long time.

This person is a lot more, as if the temperature in the room is much higher.

The young wizards ran here early, whether it was an elective or a student, sitting on a chirp chirp twitter twitter and it looked like a very lively atmosphere.

It’s just that among these students, there is a female child who seems to be a little bit sloppy.

“No, I should be more happy. I have to raise a few more hands later!” Hermione took her eyes back from Luna’s back, and some of them absently flipped through the textbooks.

“And, Umbridge will definitely come over today… I can’t mess with Marx, pay attention when answering questions.”

“No, no, is it better to not raise your hand?”

Her heart was in a mess, the pages of the book were turned to the end, but even a word could not be read.

“Lu, Luna…”

On the two side-by-side seats in front of the window, Luna and Hannah Aibo sit side by side.

“What does this ‘n’…what means? Why does it mean ‘oppression’ and ‘power’?”

Although Hannah grew up a lot more than when she first entered school, she even had a lot of changes. It’s just that her somewhat introverted but rash character is still the same as her two golden hairpins.

Right now, she is pointing at the Nirvana character in her book, and she is inquiring about the new friend Luna.

Luna hearing this, looking down from the bright sunny blue sky behind the window, looking down at his senses.

Thick books and slightly sloppy pages seem to be difficult to see under the sun.

She reached out and covered the shading line, and the warm and hazy sun smudged on the back of her white, soft hand, and even the extremely fine hair was full.

“Marx explained it in class… ‘n’ stands for ‘oppression’ and ‘constraint’, so there is a feeling of ‘disappointment’. Only under pressure can there be ‘potential power’.”

Luna softly explained that a slight voice like a warm wind wraps around Hannah’s ear, making her feel itchy, subconsciously shrinking her neck.

“Oh, the word “potential” is missing from your notebook.” Luna glanced at Hannah’s hand and snorted.

“Ah!” Hannah nodded after knowing it, “Thank you, Luna.”

Luna hearing this, a smile appeared on the face, just like melting in the sun is generally delicate and soft.

“Nothing.” She shook her head.

By the way, Harry and Ron both want to come, but they have to go to Divination in this class. Although they are not happy at the bottom of their hearts, they can choose their own, no, right?

At this moment, the bell rings from the class, and it will take a few minutes.

Suddenly, the buzz in the classroom slammed silently. The young wizards, who originally focused on books or outside the window, looked up, but did not find Marx’s silhouette.

Probably the number of recent occurrences is too much, so when everyone did not see Marx, they habitually turned their heads and looked at the last side of the classroom.

Sure enough, Umbridge is here.

She is still wearing the “pink and tender” costume that only the young girl will choose, and her face still has a “sweet and greasy” false smile.

At this moment, she was sitting down on the last chair, and then put the tablet that had been brought around for a few days on the legs that were close together.

Considering that this small classroom is already full of people, the chair under her buttocks may still be brought by herself.

When she found that almost all of her students turned her back to her, she did not care to expand her smirk, and let the screaming young wizards rush back.

To say that Umbridge’s ability is still there, at least now every time she goes to a place, the young wizards will subconsciously avoid it.

Although the “charm” of her disgusting person is really unappealing.

Umbridge’s presence, as Hermione had expected, seemed to have poured a basin of ice water into the classroom, leaving the original buzzing atmosphere disappearing.

“Marx hasn’t arrived yet? Or is it hidden like the first lesson?” Hermione couldn’t help but feel worried. “It’s definitely not a good idea to play a trick… that guy must be prepared.”

Marx certainly didn’t have the interest to come again. He just simply… stepped on the ring into the classroom.

“dīng líng líng -“

In the sound of the bells, everyone suddenly felt a shock, and everyone’s eyes gathered at the door of the classroom.

“pa ta.”

At the moment when the ringtone will disappear, one foot stepped on the floor of the classroom. Then, in everyone’s gaze, Marx walked through the door with a hint of smile and walked to the back of the desk.

He gently placed the textbook in his hand on the desk of the desk, and then naturally looked around the classroom.

“Isn’t you seen it for a few days, everyone is doing well?” Marx greeted. “I remember that I had let Filch post a notice before I took time off, so that everyone would not be self-study?”

“Of course, even when I was writing this textbook, it was already very subtle. In order to limit the length of the text, there is always a detailed…”

“So, let’s take a look at the next lesson!”

Having said that, he paused a little and was about to start the lecture. Umbridge, who can be behind, has been lightly coughed and stood up.

“McLorne, cough, Professor McLorne…”

Umbridge reveals the softest smile that he thinks is self-righteous.

“Maybe you wouldn’t mind me reminding you? As a professor at Hogwarts Magic School, especially a ‘excellent teacher’ like you, not only do not apply in advance, but also let students study by themselves…”

“… Is this something irresponsible?”

Marx didn’t even change his expression. He just smiled and pointed nodded to Umbridge, then shook his head again, making people completely unable to guess what he was thinking.

“Professor Umbridge -“

“I am now here as a ‘Ministry of Magic Special, Hogwarts Senior Investigator’.”

Just after an opening, Umbridge was rudely interrupted, but Marx did not think so. He nodded again, and the smile became a bit more meaningful.

“Is it? Senior investigator?” His eyebrows revealed some inconvenience, “What is the investigation?”

“In fact, the content of the work is quite a lot!” Umbridge suddenly changed into a squeaky voice, so that the young wizards erected a goose bump. “For example, the background of Hogwarts’ teacher, the level of education.” Whether the content of the class meets the corresponding standards… and so on.”

“Oh! This is really good. Our Ministry of Magic seems to care about the next generation of learning and growth!” Marx said, and looked at Umbridge again and again, “but -“

The topic is coming!

Umbridge reacted the first time and immediately concentrated his attention, always ready to deal with Marx’s next rhetoric.

“But Umbridge is high…” Marx almost forgot like it, paused continued. “Ah! Senior investigator, um… I am not questioning you… I just want to know, you are qualified Is the teacher’s teaching level?”

When Umbridge licked his eyes, the smile on his face was a bit more pleasing than before.

“If you want to study in-depth academic research, then of course I don’t have this qualification!” She was a little embarrassed, shyly stroking the hair of her ears. “You can teach children magic in school.” Knowledge of course ‘must’ is ‘limited’, is an enlightenment and guidance…”

“Don’t look at me like this, I also graduated from Hogwarts and passed the NEWTs exam. If it is ‘the content that should be taught in school’, I think I should understand it, isn’t it?”

Her words were obviously prepared, not only well-organized, but also aggravated a series of keywords.

To be honest, there is nothing wrong with her views, and people who want to pick a thorn can not pick it up.

The more active students in the classroom also saw the spark of the collision between the two professors. They absolutely support Marx, but they can’t help but sweat at this time.

“Of course, of course.” Marx nodded. “But the ‘magic knowledge’ is deep and shallow, and it’s not good! Just like the ‘fire spell’ that everyone has learned in First Year, it can also Yes–“

“Incendio.” “bang!”

Marx wand pointed out the window, and a dragon made up of flames swept past a row of windows. The young wizards were shocked at first, but then they all got excited.

“…this can be the case,” Marx said with a smile.

“Also please…cough cough… Also note,” Umbridge’s face was white. “Isn’t this the content of the Study of Ancient Runes?”

“Although you are not really right… well, I just give an example.” Marx shrugged, it doesn’t matter. “Since you don’t like the ‘fire spell’, then I will change the culture with more ancient runes. Example!”

“Just say…”

When it comes to this, Marx doesn’t go back to the blackboard behind him with wand, but for a moment, a big character appears immediately above it.

“…Do you know ‘it’?”