Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

He picked them up casually and glanced at the spines of the books. "'Catherine', 'Correspondence', 'The Encounters of Barry Lyndon', 'The Virginian', 'Obvious Essays', 'Children of Troubled Times'...Kate, here are 24 literary works , and it’s Muggle literature from the last century. What are you doing mail ordering for?”

"I am suddenly very interested in Thackeray's works." Kate looked at Chen Bin expectantly, as if expecting him to also like this author's works. At least, that's how it looks in Chen Bin's eyes.

"Thackeray?" He murmured the name several times, and then asked, still puzzled, "Which one is more famous, him or Lockhart?"

Kate's expectant expression suddenly fell. "Forget it, I'll take the books back to the office first and we'll talk about it later."

Chen Bin felt helpless when he saw her disappointed back.

Kate has never been a literary person, and Chen Bin doesn't really like reading novels. Instead, he likes to read history and biographies. Now, Kate seems to want to share his hobbies with him, and Chen Bin begins to wonder whether he should cater to her?

In the audience, Hermione's "Daily Prophet" was delivered to the long table. The front page news was - a large number of prisoners died tragically in Azkaban.

She spread the newspaper on the table and pointed at the ten black and white photos that filled the front page, the faces of nine wizards and one witch, and their evil deeds below. It was not that they were killed, but only these ten people escaped.

The article mentioned that Voldemort's forces broke through Azkaban's defenses and planned to rescue his men trapped here. However, the great Minister of Magic had already known about their plan and had already transferred the ten Death Eaters. The attackers could not save them, so they vented their hatred on the remaining prisoners.

Antonin Dolohov, a pale, twisted wizard with a long face, was convicted of the murder of Gideon and Fabian Prewett.

"They are my uncle and aunt. It turns out that they were members of the Order of the Phoenix before we were born." Ron's face suddenly darkened when he saw this description.

The adjacent photo is that of August Rookwood, a pockmarked man with slick hair who was accused of leaking Ministry of Magic secrets to Voldemort, but Harry's eyes were attracted to the witch - Bellatrix Lestrange. In her original destiny, she tortured the Longbottoms, causing them to be permanently disabled; now she was charged with torturing an Auror couple that Harry didn't know.

Hermione had also heard the summary of the prophecy revealed by Harry, and of course she knew that the report was not like the original fate. They were supposed to be rescued by Voldemort, but the reality turned out that these ten people accepted the dementors at the end of last semester. Kiss can be said to be brain dead, not even a soul left.

Only the highest level of the Ministry of Magic could know this kind of confidential information, but Dumbledore told Harry, and Harry told Hermione and Ron.

"Did Fudge see through the mysterious man's trick? If he had really seen through, would so many prisoners have died?" Ron couldn't help but sneer after reading the news.

Hermione guessed: "The mysterious man was unable to detect this level of secrets and still chose to rescue the Death Eaters in Azkaban according to his original destiny. As a result, he fell into the trap set by Dumbledore."

"At least Fudge won't blame Sirius for this incident." Harry said while eating bread.

Hermione continued to read the newspaper, but found no news that was different from her original fate. Harry looked around the auditorium and found that other students seemed to be panicking. This was not like the plot described in the prophecy!

He told the two of his observations, and Ron was the first to reply: "In the prophecy book, the students still don't believe that the person has been resurrected, so naturally they won't be afraid, but now the whole of Europe is ready for war. , it’s strange that the students don’t panic.”

"Tell me, is this reaction a good thing or a bad thing?" Harry was confused again.

"It depends on what you are pursuing? Do you want to live in false prosperity or cruel reality?" Hermione was still lowering her head to read, but her words choked Harry.

He looked towards the staff table. Dumbledore was not having a secret conversation with Professor McGonagall. Professor Sprout was concentrating on reading the headline. On the other side of the table, Professor Umbridge was still sipping her cereal, glancing viciously at Professor Dumbledore's side from time to time.

"It still happened." Hermione sighed and handed the newspaper to the two of them.

The text on page ten is exactly this: Ministry of Magic employee died unexpectedly.

Broderick Border, a clerk at the Ministry of Magic, died in his bed at St. Mungo's Hospital, strangled by a pot of devil's net.

"Why did Dumbledore and Bin also know the result, but still let it go?" Harry was immediately filled with surprise when he saw that the text and the prophecy were mentioned word for word.

Ron hesitated to speak, and finally said: "He works in the Department of Mysteries... Well, I think they should have followed the guidance of the prophecy and lured that person to the Ministry of Magic to get that thing. If Bo is saved now Mr. De, your destiny may be changed..."

"But it's too cruel..." Harry wanted to retort, but Hermione said first: "Harry, the prophet has no obligation to save anyone. If saving him leads to the death of people who did not die in the original fate, Would you accuse the prophet of meddling with fate?"

Harry was once again choked by Hermione and unable to refute.

He only cares about the people who deserve to die, but he ignores that changing fate may cause a chain reaction. Just like in today's Muggle society, many people die every day because of changes in fate.

"Hermione, you have changed." Harry said coldly.

Ron nodded in agreement.

"Is it useful to be a silly little girl? Can you change the future with passion?" Hermione was indifferent to the two people's reactions and took out her textbook to read.

Harry and Ron were also confused. Is the original Hermione really good? Is Hermione really too realistic now? Or are they still stuck in the thinking of fifth graders and can't catch up with Hermione's mental age?

The two made eye contact for a moment, but still couldn't get the result.

After leaving the auditorium, they met Hagrid. He did not follow Madame Maxime to find the giant, so there were no scars on his body. As for whether he had a half-brother, the three of them never dared to ask.

"How are you?" he said happily.

"What makes you so happy, Hagrid?" Harry asked after him, walking heavily behind the Ravenclaw student.

"Very good, very good," Hagrid said happily, "I passed the assessment and can continue to teach my class."

"Shouldn't you be on probation?" Ron asked loudly, and many students looked back curiously.

"What are you talking about?" Hagrid was confused by the question and asked: "Will Dumbledore approve of this result? No more chatting, I have to take care of the salamander. Goodbye."

Ron and Harry looked at each other, and their fate had changed unconsciously. However, the things you hate don’t necessarily change.

The next morning, Hermione, Harry and Ron encountered McGonagall, Flitwick and Sprout outside the Charms classroom.

"Umbridge has introduced a new education order." Hermione said.

Harry smiled bitterly and said, "Article 26 of the Education Order?"

A new notice was posted on the college’s bulletin board:

Hogwarts High Inquisitor Order

Teachers are prohibited from providing students with any information that is not related to the subject they are teaching.

The above regulations are in compliance with Article 26 of the Education Order

sign:

senior investigative officer

Dolores Jane Umbridge

That same night, Harry saw the back of Lee Jordan's hand dripping with blood. The reason was that the little master of suicide pointed out to Umbridge that under the new law, she could not blame Fred and George for playing crackling cards in the back. .

No matter how arrogant Umbridge is, her perverted decrees cannot fall on Harry, Ron and Hermione. Ron is now studying "Charms" all day long, and even if he wants to do something illegal, he doesn't have time; Hermione follows the idea that if others don't offend me, I won't offend others, so it is Umbridge's honor not to cause trouble; Harry was also trained and tortured like a dog by Aurors every day. Even if Umbridge wanted to cause trouble for him, he was nowhere to be seen.

Hagrid was spared probation, but Trelawney was not as lucky. Now during every session of Divination, Umbridge would stay by her side and write something on the writing board.

Finally, today came the first section of "Divination" when Katerina returned from vacation.

Umbridge hasn't evaluated her yet, so there's another pink witch with a clipboard for this class.

"Hem-Hem..." Umbridge stepped into the room at the top of the tower at the moment the bell rang, and said seriously: "Professor Naama, I think you have received my written notice. Starting from this class , I will perform the teaching and evaluation work.”

Harry and Ron sat in the front row, looking forward to this day. Hermione almost overthrew the pink witch, but what about Caitlina as Lady Naama?

She sat on the teaching chair, nodded slightly to Umbridge, and said politely: "Please come in, Madam Investigator."

Umbridge was slightly startled, obviously not expecting her to be so easy to talk to.

When Harry and Ron saw the Banshee's expression, they thought of Chen Bin's famous saying: The pattern is broken.

Umbridge summoned a chair as usual and sat behind the professor, holding a writing board and getting ready to write.

However, Katerina has been sorting out the lesson plans on the table and has not started this lesson for a long time.

"Hem-Hem..." Umbridge looked at her watch, made a few strokes on the writing board, and said, "Professor Naama, your class should begin."

"Start now, are you sure?" Kate looked at her watch and wrote a few words on the paper on the table.

"I'm sure." Umbridge was a little impatient, and the students could hear it in her "girly voice."

Kate deliberately glanced around the classroom, tilted her head and said in confusion: "But, I waited for five minutes and I still haven't seen a qualified "Divination" investigator come to my class."

"What do you mean?" Of course Umbridge understood what she said, and her eyes became dangerous.