Chapter 388 Week 1
By dinner time that night, the debates in the class had spread like wildfire. Everyone seemed to know what Umbridge did in class. Naturally, this also caused a lot of controversy. Ryan saw two Ravenclaw students in the corridor leading to the auditorium having a heated discussion about the Ministry of Magic's approach.
"I really don't know that what the Ministry of Magic is telling is a lie, how can so many people believe it?" Harry cut the steak on the plate with a knife and fork, as if he was chopping Umbridge.
"Some people have no brains, some people's chaotic situation is beneficial to them, and some people have to rely on the Ministry of Magic to eat." Ryan shook his head and shrugged. "So Harry, you don't have to be affected by these words, we just need to unite those who are willing to stand on our side, at least keep them neutral. There is no need to be on the side of those who are not meant to be with us. Work hard and there is no need to be angry with their attitude."
"I feel so much better hearing that, thanks. I'll try to keep my composure in front of that toad in the future." Harry raised his head and thanked Ryan.
"Besides that, the woman wanted someone to be her spy," said Hermione. "Remember, she said she wanted us to report to her if we heard anyone saying it wasn't safe outside right now."
"Ah, those Slytherins will be gleefully fleeing to that toad's flag," said Ron, stabbing the mashed potatoes in front of him with his fork. "Everyone's life will definitely be worse."
"It's obvious." Ryan spread his hands, "of course she's here to spy on us all, and at the same time as Fudge's nail in Hogwarts to disrupt here. It's obvious, and thinking about it. The first thing to do is naturally to win over those students who are willing to get close to him to fight against Dumbledore. Otherwise, what would Fudge want her to do? I think she will probably organize a small group recently as a temptation--"
"Okay, please stop, I just want to eat dinner in peace now." Harry didn't really want to hear about this intricate relationship. "Hurry up and eat, there's a lot of homework to write after dinner."
When it comes to homework, I have to say that this year, as an o.w.ls year, the professors have assigned a lot of homework. Ryan feels that at least today's homework volume has caught up with the usual three-day volume.
"How could Dumbledore let this happen?" Hermione suddenly shouted, Ryan was startled by the sound, and the alchemy quill that was writing quickly on the parchment slammed forward on the sheepskin A long diagonal line was drawn on the paper.
He cast his eyes on Hermione and saw her angrily pounding on the armrest of the chair, leaking the stuffed stuff out of the hole. "How could he let that horrible woman teach us to? And it's still the year we're taking the 0.w.Ls exam!"
"It's a compromise," Ryan said after he tapped the parchment lightly with his wand to remove the scratch. "After all, the summer vacation has already given Fudge a head-on blow. Dumbledore is a little worried that if we go further today, we will completely push the Ministry of Magic to the other side. We are already very nervous to face Voldemort, and there is no need to make too many enemies."
"But now Fudge doesn't intend to compromise, the principal seems to have miscalculated." Ron said a little unhappily.
"That's because our principal, like Minister Fudge, uses himself as a template to judge others." Ginny said a bit meanly. "Obviously, our Minister of Magic's brain is full of moon-crawling dung. And he thinks other people's brains are just as fertile pits as his."
This sentence made the surrounding students laugh. It seems that most of them didn't take Fudge's rumors during the holidays seriously.
"But to be honest, our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is a pure consumable. We change one every year. We just need to get through this year." Having said that, Ryan looked at a group of students gathered around and said, " Well, hurry up and do your homework, there is a lot of homework today."
Snape's homework is indeed a bit difficult,
Mainly because Ryan needs to pick out from his memory which knowledge he should have now. He felt that if he wrote about the use of the moonstone when making the Fragment of the Madonna of the Rosary, something would definitely go wrong.
On the contrary, the thesis on the war of giants in the history of magic is better to write. As someone who already has two crowns, Ryan found that he did have a great advantage in analyzing a war comprehensively.
The next day's schoolwork load was just as heavy. In the Charms class, everyone reviewed the Feilai Mantra. Professor Flitwick focused on this, thinking that there is a high chance of passing the exam. Naturally, a lot of homework after class is also indispensable.
Only Professor McGonagall was a good guy, and he was exempted from today's homework by the professor after Lane made the snail disappear in one go. But others don't think so, because apart from Ryan, only Hermione has been exempted from homework. The rest will still have to work on the magic so that they can try it on those snails the next afternoon.
Hagrid hasn't come back from the class on the protection of magical creatures, so he wants to contact the giants in Eastern Europe. I really can't figure out why those guys were left like this after the victory. Ryan felt that at least the criminals in the giants who had human blood on their hands should be tried and executed according to the rule of killing for life, instead of letting those murderers. Getting away even allows them to find a chance to make a comeback.
Professor Glapland's lectures are quite normal. For example, today's lecture is about the tree guard pot in the syllabus. After using natural magic, Ryan can easily quiet the little guy assigned to their group, and even let him pose some poss with him. . Then he, Hermione, and Neville took the opportunity to quickly sketch out the husk cauldron.
The last class was herbal medicine and, as expected, Professor Sprout emphasized the importance of O.w.Ls to them right after class. Ryan sincerely hopes that the professors will stop saying this, especially now that every time he hears this kind of words, he will think of the pile of homework. Especially when the get out of class was over, the papers assigned by Professor Strout made him even more depressed.
It was still cold and wet on Friday morning, and Gryffindor began the selection of this year's Quidditch team. But today's selection didn't go well at first, with the Slytherin Quidditch team and a group of students on Umbridge's side sitting in the stands, jeering at each Gryffindor player. .
In the stumbling, Ron was successfully selected. It's not because he's the best, it's because the other candidates are either not good enough or can't be wholeheartedly a Quidditch player, only Ron can be wholeheartedly committed to the game with a similar level of assurance , of course he was selected.
"Congratulations Ron." Ryan still congratulated Ron when he got off the court. As far as he knows, Ron's state is directly proportional to his mood, so Ryan hopes that his support can make him feel a little better. a little.
In short, this week's class time is finally over. Ryan silently hoped that this week was just the dismantling of the professors. Wait until next week to get better. Although he thinks it is unlikely.