Chapter 946: Umbridge's Evaluation

"I just wanted to know if you got my note with the date and time to investigate your class..."

"Obviously I did, or I would have asked you what you were doing in my classroom." Professor McGonagall said curtly.

Many students exchanged joyful glances, this is Professor McGonagall.

Umbridge could do no good with him, it would be better if he was turning her into a toad!

"Okay, today we are going to start learning the Vanishing Charm. The Vanishing Charm is simpler than the Summoning Charm that you usually practice when you reach the NE.w.Ts level, but it still appears in your 0.w.Ls exam The hardest magic of all, we..."

"Cough, cough."

"I don't understand," Professor McGonagall said coldly and angrily at Umbridge, "how can you understand my usual teaching methods if you keep interrupting me? You know, I When you speak, you generally don't allow others to speak."

Umbridge looked as if someone had slapped her across the face. Instead of saying a word, she straightened the parchment on the clipboard and began to scribble in a huff, so hard that everyone heard the tip of the quill. the sound of.

Professor McGonagall looked indifferent, and said to the class again, "I just said that we will practice the disappearing spell in this class. This spell will become more and more complicated with the animals that need to disappear. As the first class Lesson, we're only using snails, which are an invertebrate and not too challenging. Well, please line up and come to me for snails."

"She also taught Ivan and I not to lose our temper with Umbridge!" Harry said to Ron in a low voice.

A few minutes later, they were each assigned a snail, and Professor McGonagall explained the spell again in detail.

Harry found the Vanishing Charm to be extremely rare, and by the end of Transfiguration, no one in the class had made the practice snail disappear, with the exception of Hermione, who managed to make her snail disappear just on the third try. The snail disappeared.

So, a ten point award for Gryffindor House from Professor McGonagall. She was the only one who didn't have to do homework, and everyone else had to practice the spell overnight, and was going to try it on those snails in the next Transfiguration class.

Umbridge sat in the corner and wrote down on the clipboard. When Professor McGonagall finally told the class to pack up and leave the class, she stood up with a frightening face and walked towards the podium.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron looked at each other, deliberately staying at the back to eavesdrop.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" Umbridge asked.

"It will be thirty-nine years this December," replied Professor McGonagall stiffly, snapping the bag shut.

"Very good!" she said. "You will have the results of your investigation within ten days."

"I can't wait." Professor McGonagall said in an extremely indifferent tone, striding towards the door, "Hurry up, you three."

She said, pushing Harry, Ron and Hermione forward.

Harry couldn't help giving her a small smile, and he was pretty sure Professor McGonagall smiled back at him too.

Aiwen didn't find the evidence he needed in Umbridge's office, but he thought he could come here more.

He returned to the common room with the black quill and studied it briefly.

This is magic that he has never been exposed to before, and the magic reaction on the quill is also very strange. When Colin called him to go to the divination class, there was no progress.

Aiwen felt that he needed a little help, and he was going to write a letter to Lavie, asking about the principle of this witchcraft.

When he came to the dim divination classroom, he was still thinking about this question.

Professor Trelawney looked the same as before, a big, glittering dragonfly.

"Hi students!" she said in her usual vague, dreamy voice, "welcome back to Divination class, of course, I have been paying attention to your fate all summer vacation, seeing you all I am very happy to have returned to Hogwarts safe and sound. Because, I know you will all be back. This semester, I will study with you the stars, the movement of the planets and the mysterious signs they show, only..."

She stopped abruptly, following her gaze, and everyone turned to see Umbridge emerge from a trapdoor in the floor with a deliberately smirk on his face, and the chatter in the classroom echoed. Quiet for an instant.

"Professor Trelawney!" said Umbridge with a broad smile on his face. "I'm sure you've received a notice from me to check the time and date of your class."

He didn't seem to notice that Ivan had broken into her office, and he didn't even look at him.

Ivan remembered that he saw Fudge's reply letter to her in Umbridge's desk, which asked her to use her identity as a senior investigator to expel a professor as soon as possible. Professor Laurie is none other than.

Before entering the real state of prophecy, she was an old liar, the kind that didn't have much convincing power.

Totally the worst professor in the school, no time spent evaluating it, anyone who isn't blind can tell.

Ivan hoped that Professor Trelawney would perform better, so that Umbridge would not be caught.

"I know!" Professor Trelawney nodded sternly, looking very unhappy, and she continued in that ethereal voice, "The movement of the planets and the mysterious signs they show, only those who know the rules of the dance of the sky Only people can..."

"Cough, cough!" interrupted Umbridge, who had little scruples about Professor Trelawney.

"I'm sorry, but before the class starts, can I have a word with you? You know, I have limited time and I can't stay here forever!" said Umbridge, standing up from his chair.

Obviously, rejecting her directly is the best choice, but Professor Trelawney just nodded very annoyed.

"Very well, how long have you been in this position, exactly?"

Professor Trelawney glared at her fiercely, crossed her arms and hunched her shoulders, as if trying to protect herself from such a crude investigation, and she paused slightly, as if deciding that the problem was not so serious Abruptly, she had no reason to ignore it, and said in a very sullen tone, "Almost sixteen years."

"It's been a long time, sixteen years..." Professor Umbridge said, and made a few more notes on her clipboard. "So, Professor Dumbledore appointed you after he became the headmaster?"

"That's right," said Professor Trelawney crisply.

"Oh!" Professor Umbridge made a few notes, "I heard that you are the great-great-granddaughter of the famous seer Cassandra Trelawney?"

Cassandra Trelawney is a well-known fortune teller and occultist in the history of magic. It is said that her ancestors had the lineage of prophets. She was active in the late Middle Ages and early Renaissance. She was one of the most famous prophets in the entire European region at that time. , as famous as France's Nocha Damas.

She once single-handedly disintegrated the powerful Pharaoh Society and reorganized the current Ministry of Magic. This famous prophecy has been repeatedly mentioned in the history of magic.

In addition, she also predicted the time of the end of the world....

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