Chapter 454 Umbridge, Who only Teaches Theory, Bowtruckle (1/2)

Chapter 454 Umbridge, who only teaches theory, Bowtruckle

"Do you think you will be attacked in my class?"

"No, but..."

"You should raise your hand, Mr. Thomas." Umbridge interrupted, "I have to say that your class has come into contact with several irresponsible teachers.

A half-human, half-beast, is dangerous, and the knowledge he teaches you is extremely complicated."

"Professor Lupin is the best teacher we have ever met." Hermione said angrily.

"Raise your hand, Miss Granger." Umbridge emphasized, "As for my predecessor, it was even more exaggerated. He actually gave you the three unforgivable curses and experimented on you."

"Later, it was found that he was a lunatic, wasn't it?" Dean raised his right hand this time, "But then again, we learned a lot from him!"

Hearing this, Umbridge's eyes rose with anger, but she quickly covered it up.

"That's what the Ministry of Magic thinks." Umbridge forced a exaggerated smile, "Mastering theoretical knowledge is enough to cope with various exams.

Of course, aren't you here for exams?"

Parvati raised her right hand, "Isn't there any practical content in our Defense Against the Dark Arts exams?"

"As long as you learn the theory very well, there is no reason not to cast spells under strictly controlled exam conditions."

Puff!

Aaron sneered. He didn't care about this course at all.

You teach yours, I learn mine, and we don't interfere with each other, but I couldn't help laughing when I heard such a ridiculous statement.

If learning magic was as easy as she said, he wouldn't have drawn magic circles for four consecutive years.

Umbridge frowned slightly and asked with a fake smile, "Mr. Gaius, is there any problem?"

"No problem, no problem at all." Aaron waved his hand and said, "I just thought of something funny just now, and it has nothing to do with the professor."

Umbridge wanted to curse in her heart, but when she thought of her boss Fudge's instructions, she still put on a fake smile on her face, "Then study hard."

"Professor." Parvati continued to ask, with disbelief in her voice, "You didn't mean that the first time we cast those spells was during the exam? Don't we need to practice in practice?"

"I say again, as long as you learn the theory well..."

"How can you fight against the threats outside with theoretical knowledge alone." Harry couldn't help interrupting.

"There is no threat outside, dear.

Who do you think will attack children, such as you?"

"Oh! I don't know, maybe... Voldemort!" Harry said lightly, but there was an uproar in the classroom.

Many students were very afraid of Voldemort, and even when they called him, they only dared to cautiously say the three words "You-Know-Who". Harry directly called out Voldemort's name, which was no less than dropping a depth charge.

Umbridge's face twitched, and the fake smile on his face became very stiff. "Let me make it clear to you. Someone told you that a certain dark wizard was at large again. This is a pure lie."

"This is not a lie. He is really back." Harry said angrily.

"Gryffindor, deduct ten points.

This is nonsense, Mr. Potter."

"It's not, I saw him with my own eyes."

"Put him in detention for a week." Umbridge said coldly, "Come to my office at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

Okay, please continue reading now."

......

The bell rang, and Umbridge walked out of the classroom with her small bag, and most of the students followed.

They looked at Harry with different expressions, some suspicious, some mocking, and some sympathetic.

Aaron put away his notebook and woke up Abe who was dozing on the table.

He stopped when he passed by Harry Potter who was in a low mood and was comforted by Hermione and Ron, "I admit that sometimes it is very refreshing to tell the truth, but you should at least think about the consequences!

A week of detention will definitely make you feel uncomfortable."

"I am not wrong." Harry said stubbornly.

"Of course you are not wrong, you are just too stupid." Aaron shrugged indifferently, "But some things are not about right or wrong, otherwise why do we keep silent.

Do you know what it means that the situation is stronger than the person? You should understand that people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

You know who sent Umbridge, but you still go up to find trouble."

"I am just telling the truth." Harry said angrily, "Voldemort is indeed back."

"Do you think she doesn't know?" Aaron asked back, "The problem is that you have no evidence, and she won't admit it."

"I..." Harry opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"You should really learn from Dumbledore. Our headmaster is definitely the most anxious about Voldemort's resurrection. He has received no less criticism than you, but he has not complained about it.

I am sure he did not take the Daily Prophet to heart, but was just doing his best to prevent Voldemort from regaining his former power."

The three looked at each other. They were taken to Dumbledore's secret organization, the Order of the Phoenix, during the summer vacation. They knew very well that Dumbledore was indeed preparing to fight Voldemort.

"Let's think about how to deal with the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam first!" Hermione changed the subject and said, "If you only learn theory without practice, few people can pass the exam."

"This is simple, just practice more." Aaron said indifferently.

"It's not as simple as you say. It's completely different to explore by yourself and be taught by a teacher."

Aaron smacked his lips and said hesitantly, "If you have any questions, you can come to me."

"You?" Ron was a little surprised, "Are you sure?"

"What? Don't you trust me?" Aaron laughed dumbly. He is now a great wizard. He has already learned all the spells that should be learned from the first to the seventh grade through the two libraries of Hogwarts and Gaius Castle.

Maybe there is still some gap between him and the real masters in potions, botany, astronomy, etc., but it is definitely more than enough to teach a few fifth-year students.

"This is the only good news." Harry forced a smile.

"But forget it for you."

"Ah?" Harry asked puzzledly, "Why?"

"Your performance in the Triwizard Tournament has proved your ability. It is definitely not a problem to pass the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam."

Harry:......

The next day, in the Transfiguration and Potions classes, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick specifically emphasized the importance of O.W.L. exams.

They taught the vanishing spell and the summoning spell respectively, and then tacitly assigned a lot of homework.

This is where the fifth-year wizards feel depressed. The ordinary wizard level test is the biggest hurdle they have encountered since they started school.

The teachers are more anxious than them. In order to get good grades for students, in addition to the full schedule, they usually assign more homework than before.

At this time, the privileges of excellent students will also be reflected. If the vanishing spell and the summoning spell can be correctly operated in practice, homework can be exempted.

Aaron succeeded in one go, which made the two professors very happy.

While others were practicing spells and worrying about homework, he was lying on the table and carving magic circles for four years.

In the afternoon, there was a magical creature protection class. Aaron came out of the dormitory and walked towards Hagrid's hut with the fifth-year Slytherin.

"Is that big fool..."

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed and interrupted Pansy who was talking.

"Okay! Professor Hagrid, okay!" Pansy said reluctantly, "I wonder what Professor Grubbly-Plank will teach us this time."

"It's definitely not a big and dangerous monster." Draco smiled, "But Mr. Potter's favorite professor of Care of Magical Creatures is gone, he must be in a bad mood."

"Should we go and comfort him?" Crabbe suggested.

"Don't mind your own business." Aaron said unhappily, "If you had spent half of the time you spent on making trouble and teasing Harry Potter on studying, you wouldn't be so worried about the exam now."

"They can't compare to you." Draco said speechlessly, "Besides you, the only one who was exempted from homework was Granger, but she also tried several times before she successfully cast those spells.

Honestly, it's a good thing you are Slytherin, otherwise we would probably be overwhelmed by a Gryffindor."

"Excuses!" Aaron rolled his eyes, "Insufficient talent can be compensated by hard work, but mocking Harry Potter took up a lot of your hard work time.

If you want to get good grades in next year's O.W.L. exams, do it yourself!"

"Did you hear that, you two?" Draco looked at Crabbe and Goyle with a look of disappointment, "Don't embarrass me."

"We'll try our best, boss." Crabbe and Goyle said guiltily.

"And you, or to be exact, you all." Aaron reminded, "Don't embarrass Slytherin."

"I know." Draco said embarrassedly, and then changed the subject, "But we probably won't get good grades in the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam. Umbridge can only teach us theory."

"If you have any practical questions, you can come to me." Aaron said unhappily.

"You... have time?" Pansy asked in surprise, and the other Slytherins were a little slow to react.

They used to ask Aaron for help when they encountered problems in their studies, but they didn't know when he had a notebook in his hand, and he would often write and draw on it.

They didn't dare to ask more, and they were embarrassed to disturb him. After a long time, they would subconsciously think that Aaron didn't have time.

"Who made me the prefect?" Aaron said helplessly, "Since I am in this position, I can't really turn a blind eye to some things."

It is also the prefect's duty to solve students' learning doubts. It is related to the reward of 1,200 magic points. It doesn't take much time to take time to instruct a few students.

"Great." Draco said happily, and the other Slytherins also showed surprise.

Seeing their eyes shining, Aaron couldn't help but have a few black lines on his forehead, and added: "But my time is limited. It's best not to ask me for small things that you can solve yourself."

A few minutes later, Slytherin stopped in front of Hagrid's hut, and the fifth-year Gryffindor was also here.

Professor Grubbly-Plank stood behind a long shelf table, on which many fine branches were placed.

"Looks like everyone is here," Professor Grubbly-Plank said, pointing at the thin branches. "Can anyone tell me what this is called?"

"Bowtruckle," Aaron said, "It's a magical animal that protects trees."

"Yes, five points for Slytherin."

As soon as the words fell, the thin branches on the table suddenly jumped up.

They have two brown eyes, are only seven or eight inches tall, and have long and thin branch-like limbs.

Many students looked at these wooden elves with interest. They unconsciously compared Hagrid and Grubbly-Plank, and felt that the latter was more suitable to be their professor of Care of Magical Creatures. Even Harry and the others had to admit that Hagrid's teaching level was a little worse than the other.

"Bowtrucks usually live on trees whose branches can be used to make wands." Professor Grubbly-Plank said, "Does anyone know what they eat?"

Hermione raised her right hand quickly and replied, "Insects and woodlice are their favorites."

"Very good, five points for Gryffindor.

Bowtrucks are peaceful and extremely shy animals.

If you need to get materials from the trees where they live, it is recommended to offer woodlice to them, which can appease them.

But if the tree it lives in is threatened, it will jump down and dig into people's eyes with its long and sharp fingers. I believe you don't want to try it."

"If you are willing to get closer, you can come here to get some woodlice to lead a Bowtruck.

One can be shared by up to three people, so that they can be studied more carefully.

Before get out of class, each person should hand in a sketch and mark each part of the Bowtruck's body."

Aaron was the first to walk over, grabbed a handful of woodlice and sprinkled them on the best-looking Bowtruck, and then stretched out his right hand to it.

The Bowtruckle hesitated for a moment and jumped onto Aaron's palm.

Other students followed suit, but they targeted the larger Bowtruckles, which made it easier to draw.

Aaron gently poked the Bowtruckle's fingers on his palm and carefully placed it on his shoulder.

Abe's eyes flashed with resentment. It used to lie on its owner's shoulder, but since it got fat, no, it became a little crowded after growing up.

"Is it that serious? Look at your achievements." Aaron laughed dumbly, asked Abe to squat, stretched out his front paws and held the Bowtruckle on his right paw.

After getting the pose right, he took out a large piece of parchment and a carbon pen from Abe's pocket.

He didn't learn much about painting, but at least he had been drawing magic circles for four years, so his foundation was much better than others.

After a while, a vivid sketch was completed, but the silly and cute holy dragon occupied most of the area, and the bowtruckle only occupied a small part of the upper left corner.

"This homework can be considered as barely completed." Aaron murmured, and Abei nodded with satisfaction, and his clear eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.