Chapter 187 Umbridge and Professor McGonagall
"Okay, Professor Umbridge."
Townsend didn't show any signs of disgust on his face, but took a few steps forward, pretending to admire the layout of the room, and calmly avoided Umbridge's intention to shake hands.
"This is my first time coming to Hogwarts. I heard that there is a powerful magic spell in the Hogwarts castle?"
Umbridge didn't notice Townsend's disdain, and just thought that the other party was impatient because of curiosity. So she covered her mouth, laughed a few times, and said: "Since this castle was founded thousands of years ago, it has been destroyed one after another. Professors and students have continued to cast various spells, and now no one knows how many secrets are hidden in the castle."
She walked to the tea table and asked, "Black tea?"
Without waiting for Townsend to answer, she poured the tea on her own and continued: "There is no doubt that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a treasure of the British wizarding world and the common property of all British wizards. But now, someone Trying to take everyone's common property as his own, and even threaten the status of the Ministry of Magic."
She placed the black tea in front of Tang Sen and said, "Of course this is intolerable, and it's why I'm here."
At this time, the fireplace lit up with green flames again, and Percy Weasley walked out of it.
"Professor Umbridge." He lowered his head, trying not to look at the cat dishes that made people feel irritated, and handed over a document: "This is what the minister asked me to bring over."
Umbridge's eyes lit up, she walked over with small steps, and opened the seal of the document.
"Oh, what a good news." She quickly scanned the title of the document and smiled so hard that her features squeezed together: "I finally don't have to see that scheming liar in Hogwarts. I want to be Drive her out in front of all the students to establish her authority."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the Ministry of Magic first." Percy Weasley said uncomfortably.
"Mr. Weasley, say hello to Minister Fudge for me and tell him that I am very satisfied with the new Divination professor."
Tang Sen held the black tea cup next to him and pretended to take a sip.
Like other Ministry of Magic officials, Umbridge didn't care whether she knew divination at all. The so-called interview was just a formality, and everyone understood it.
The only thing that surprised Townsend was that he didn't even give Umbridge a single Knut. He didn't know that the other party was too excited to actually drive away a professor and forgot to collect the bribe. Or because he is too loyal to Minister Fudge.
In short, after Percy Weasley left through the fireplace, Umbridge couldn't wait to wave the document in her hand and said: "Mr. Tang, we had a pleasant meeting. Your entry procedures will be completed in the near future. Of course, You'd better submit a list of required textbooks for each grade at a later date."
"Okay." Tang Sen nodded.
"Now, you can enjoy black tea in my office, or casually stroll around the castle. As a professor of divination, you have this authority."
"I would love to visit Hogwarts." Townsend said.
"Very good." Umbridge opened the door to the office and said with a proud smile, "My suggestion is that you can take a stroll around the auditorium and the foyer on the first floor. There will be some fun there soon."
She walked away excitedly with small steps, even forgetting to close the office door.
It was still class time, and most students were staying in their classrooms. The corridor seemed empty. Tang Sen walked out of the office and saw various portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor.
These portraits began to speak only after Umbridge's figure disappeared, and those muffled voices echoed in the corridor, all of which were filled with complaints and insults about Umbridge.
Umbridge had been at Hogwarts for less than half a year, and not only the students and professors, but also the ghosts and portraits hated her.
"I entered Hogwarts through the Ministry of Magic. In the eyes of students and professors, I was naturally on Umbridge's side."
Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "This is not conducive to my future plans."
"However, I haven't received my professional title yet, so I have to keep a low profile for the time being."
He walked slowly through the corridor and came to the patio of the stairs, and finally saw traces of some students. They were all wearing fitted magic robes, some were only eleven or twelve years old, and some were almost adults.
All the stairs in the patio move irregularly. If you are not very familiar with Hogwarts, it is obviously not an easy task to find the way down to the first floor. If you are unlucky, you may even be trapped on the stairs for a long time.
Whenever school starts, there are always senior students who happily watch the lost freshmen for fun.
Obviously, many students noticed this unfamiliar face they had never seen before, and some of them even stopped, snickering and whispering to each other.
Townsend could easily see that these students were expecting this stranger to be trapped on the stairs. Everyone who has been trapped on the stairs will have this bad taste.
He smiled at the students who were most blatantly discussing him in the corridor opposite, then took out a gold galleon, walked to a staircase, and threw it up gently.
The divination omen shows that it is not suitable to set foot on this staircase at the moment.
So he stood there and waited quietly. Sure enough, within a few seconds, the stairs vibrated and separated from the originally connected part, sliding to another section of the stairs.
He tossed the coin again, confirmed the result, and stepped onto the stairs.
The regretful boos from the students reached their ears, and they could see that Tang Sen had chosen the right path.
Tang Sen ignored them, tossing coins again and again, slowly but accurately walking through the complicated staircase and patio, and finally stepped onto the first floor corridor.
Then he waved to the students at each entrance to the courtyard with a smile, adjusted his hat, and walked away along the corridor.
"I'm sure it's not his first time at Hogwarts."
A student looked at Tang Sen's retreating back with disappointment and said firmly: "No one can find the right way here the first time."
"But he looks very similar." Another student said, "Besides, Easterners are rare. I have only seen one in my life."
"You mean Qiu Zhang from the sixth grade? I understand. He should be Qiu Zhang's family member."
"Without a special reason, even parents are not allowed to enter Hogwarts, let alone wandering around alone." The student retorted.
"Otherwise? He can't be the new professor, right? I mean, maybe Umbridge suddenly fell ill and couldn't teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, so someone was replaced."
"I really hope your nonsense becomes reality, but this is obviously impossible. I just saw Umbridge. She looked very happy. I am sure that someone must be unlucky today."
The two students looked at each other, instinctively shrank their necks, and quickened their pace.
At this time, Tang Sen was stopped by someone.
The other party was wearing a traditional dark green magic robe, his black hair was meticulously tied up, and his whole person looked serious and meticulous.
"I received no notification of visitors to Hogwarts."
The witch stared at Tang Sen sternly, pointing her wand at the ground in front of Tang Sen's feet, "Who are you?"
"You must be Professor McGonagall, right?" Townsend was not frightened by the other party's guarded posture. Instead, he showed a friendly smile: "I heard Professor Flitwick mention you, the Vice Principal of Hogwarts, Griffin. Dean of many colleges, Professor of Transfiguration, Ms. Minerva McGonagall.”
Professor McGonagall did not relax her vigilance, her brows were still furrowed, and her tone was firm: "Even guests invited by Professor Flitwick need to apply to enter Hogwarts, and they are not allowed to leave unaccompanied." Walking alone in the castle without any problems."
"Enter Hogwarts without applying, I will treat it as an intrusion."
"Sir, I warn you again, pick up your wand upside down with two fingers, place it on the ground, and then tell me your origin and purpose."
She emphasized: "Be careful, any dangerous move may send you to Azkaban."
Tang Sen spread his hands and said: "Relax, Professor McGonagall."
"I don't know why you didn't receive the visitor notification. In fact, I came to Hogwarts for an interview on the recommendation of the British Minister of Magic."
"Interview?" Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment: "I haven't heard any news from Dumbledore about recruiting."
She thought for a moment, and then her face became even more ugly: "Your interviewer won't be Professor Umbridge, right?"
"The written notice I received is indeed like this." Tang Sen looked puzzled and said: "Is there any problem with this? Forgive me for not knowing much about the British magical world, but based on my usual experience , since it is a document signed by the Minister of Magic, then my behavior should be reasonable and compliant."
"This is not the British Ministry of Magic, but Hogwarts!" Professor McGonagall said angrily, but she still put down her wand. Out of politeness, she tried not to show her dissatisfaction and cleared her throat. , asked:
"Even so, you do not have the authority to move freely within the castle until your position is confirmed."
"Besides, there is no shortage of professors for any course in Hogwarts. What position are you interviewing for?"
"I am a Divinationist, so, of course, I applied for the position of Professor of Divination." Townsend showed a helpless expression: "I'm sorry that I'm not familiar with the rules here. Professor Umbridge thinks I can free time--"
Obviously, hearing this name made Professor McGonagall frown hard, and she raised her voice: "There is already a professor in the Divination class, she——"
The words were interrupted by a scream, and the two of them, as well as the students in the corridor, heard the chaotic sounds coming from not far away.
Professor McGonagall pursed her lips into a thin line, turned around quickly, and said, "I have to go take a look. Follow me, fortune teller."
"You can't leave my sight until I figure out the situation!"