Hogwarts Card Drawer

"Use the defensive spell?" Professor Umbridge said with a little smile. "Why, I need you to use the defensive spell in my class, Miss Granger. You definitely don't want to be attacked in class."

"Can't we use magic?" Ron yelled first.

"In my class, students must first raise their hands when speaking, and you are..."

"Weasley." Ron said and quickly raised his hand.

"It seems that Gryffindor's courage only educates rebellious students who defy the teacher." Although Draco also thought this class was boring, he would not let go of anything that could hit Harry and the others.

"Draco, I wouldn't say that if I were you." Cronos patted Draco on the shoulder, who turned his head to look at Cronos suspiciously.

"Slytherin's rules, protect yourself, don't get your upper body on fire at this time." Cronos said earnestly like an old man, causing Daphne to roll his eyes at them frequently.

Professor Umbridge on the podium smiled more kindly, and turned his back to Ron. Harry and Hermione also raised their hands immediately. Professor Umbridge’s puffy eyes stayed on Harry for a while, and then she said to Hermione:

"What, Miss Granger? Do you have any other questions?"

"Yes," Hermione said. "Of course the overall goal of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class should be to practice defense spells, right?"

"Are you an education expert in the magic department, Miss Granger?" Professor Umbridge still said in her sweet voice, but she was a little more hypocritical, and Cronos felt that she was almost impatient.

"No, but—"

"Okay, I'm afraid you are not yet qualified to confirm what the focus of any class is. Smarter and older wizards have already determined what to learn for us. You will learn to defend against demons in a safe, risk-free way. curse-"

"What's the use?" Harry couldn't help but he said loudly. "If we are going to be attacked, it will be of little use—"

"Raise your hand, Mr. Potter!" Professor Umbridge said in a soprano voice.

Harry poked his hand into the air. Once again, Professor Umbridge quickly turned and left, but now more people have raised their hands. Cronos probably took a look, and found that it was all Gryffindor who raised their hands.

"What is your name?" Professor Umbridge said to Dean.

"Dean Thomas."

"Go ahead, Mr. Thomas."

"So, it's like Harry said, right?" Dean said. "If we are attacked, it won't be dangerous."

"I said," Professor Umbridge said, and made a deliberately irritating smile at Dean. "Do you want to be attacked in class?"

"No, but—"

Professor Umbridge interrupted him, "I don't want to criticize something that is happening in this school." She said, an unconvincing smile appeared on her wide mouth, "But you have already exposed this class. "Take some very unreliable wizards, very unreliable-don't mention it," she smiled sinisterly, "especially those of mixed blood."

"If you're talking about Professor Lupin," Dean became angry. "He is the best we have ever met—"

"Shut up! Mr. Thomas! As I said, when you learn some complex spells, and spells that are not suitable for your age group, they can have fatal effects. When you encounter black spells at other times, you are only I will be horrified to believe my words are right."

"No," Hermione said, "we just—"

"Your hand is not up, Miss Granger!"

Hermione raised her hand, and Professor Umbridge turned to leave her.

"According to my understanding, my predecessor didn't just use illegal spells in front of you, he actually cast spells on you."

"Okay, he became a madman, didn't he?" Dean retorted fiercely. "Remind you, even if he is a madman, we still learn a lot from him."

"You didn't raise your hand, Mr. Thomas!" Professor Umbridge's voice trembled. "Now, studying the theoretical knowledge of the Ministry of Magic will be enough for you to pass your exam. After all, it's all about the school. What's your name?" She added, looking at Parvati, the hand just raised s student.

"Parvati Petir. But doesn't the Wizarding Dark Arts Defense Test involve a little practical experience? Shouldn't we assume to show the defensive spells and things we actually do?"

"As long as you learn enough theories and long enough, there is no reason why you can't complete a spell under careful and carefully controlled conditions." Umbrich said contemptuously.

"Without pre-practice?" Parvati said suspiciously. "Are you telling me that the first time we cast magic was during the exam?"

"I repeat, as long as you spend enough time to learn enough theories—"

"What's the use of theory in the real world?" Harry raised his fist again and asked loudly.

"This is the school, Mr. Potter, not the real world." She said suicide.

"Then we don't need to be prepared to meet everything outside?"

"Nothing is waiting for you outside, Mr. Potter."

"Oh, isn't it?" Harry said, and his mood under the surface had reached a boiling point.

"Do you want to attack that child? You yourself?" Professor Umbrich asked in a sweet and terrifying voice.

"Well, let me think about it." Ha replied with a voice pretending to be thinking, "Perhaps, Voldemort?"

Ron began to pant~www.readwn.com~ LaVender-Brown let out a small scream and Neville slipped off his chair.

"Cronos, shouldn't you say something?" Harry felt that he was not heavy enough, so he could only call the man out.

For a moment his eyes fell on Chronos.

Cronos stood up lazily. He knew that his identity as a bystander was over, and he was now a contender in this debate.

"Mr. Slughorn. You should raise your hand first and then stand up." Cronos had an illusion, listening to Professor Umbridge's tone, she seemed to be afraid of me.

"At this time, we shouldn't pay too much attention to these subtle rules, Professor Umbridge." As before, Cronos lazily raised a hand.

"But I didn't ask you to get up to answer the question. This is still in my class." Professor Umbridge's voice became louder again.

"But the students all hope that I can say something." Cronos waved his hand.