Daily Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 999 Umbridge's Trick

"Mr Anderson...Professor Umbridge asked me...I pass this...on to you."

Albert was having dinner with Fred, George, and Lee Jordan when a junior girl lowered her head and handed the parchment to Albert tremblingly.

"Thank you." Albert reached out to take the parchment and thanked the other party by the way.

The girl blushed and hurried away.

"You're still as welcome as ever," Fred joked.

"Shouldn't the point be that Umbridge invited Albert to have tea?" George said with a white look at Fred.

"I always feel that Umbridge is uneasy and kind." Lee Jordan asked with a frown. "What do you think she wants to do?"

"Is this kind of thing important?" Albert said indifferently, "Umbridge is just a guy who jumps around because of his position."

"Toad!"

The three looked at each other and laughed in unison.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Albert knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on time, pushed the door through Umbridge's shrill girlish voice and walked into the office.

"Sit down, Mr. Anderson."

Umbridge entertained Albert with "enthusiasm", but there was no kindness in her eyes.

Albert glanced at the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and then sat across from Umbridge.

The old hag in front of her said sharply and drizzled, "What do you like to drink, black tea, milk, pumpkin juice or butter beer."

"I prefer milk tea."

Albert pulled out his wand, flicked it lightly, and created a cup of steaming milk tea out of thin air. He picked up the cup and took a sip, completely ignoring the change of expression on Umbridge's face.

"Okay, professor, what do you want from me?"

"I don't think we need to have a conflict."

Umbridge stared at the elegantly smiling fellow in front of her, wishing to smash his cheek with her fist, but she held back because it wouldn't help.

What's more, she couldn't beat Albert.

"Sorry, Professor, I don't understand what you're saying?"

Albert looked at Umbridge with puzzled eyes, as if he was confused about the meaning of the other's words.

"A question from Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Umbridge took a deep breath, trying to maintain his poise and smirk.

"That has nothing to do with me." Albert shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with you?"

Umbridge repeated.Her eyes were fixed on Albert, as if trying to see through his thoughts.

It's a pity that Umbridge doesn't know Legilimency, even if she knows Legilimency, she can't see through Albert's true thoughts.

When their eyes met, Umbridge recoiled as if burned by flames.

"I just want to make good use of the books in the Hogwarts library and finish my last year of school life. If you are particularly concerned, I am in the library most of the time." Albert seemed to see through Um Rich thought, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Also, I'm actually very busy, so I really don't have time to play house games with you."

"Play house?" repeated Umbridge, eyes wide.She never expected to get such an evaluation.

In the eyes of the other party, your actions are as boring as a child's game?
The guy in front of him didn't take her, or even the Ministry of Magic, seriously.

"Isn't it?" Albert looked at the trembling Umbridge suspiciously.

"I know what you guys want to do, but those have nothing to do with me." Albert's tone was very indifferent, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "I have my work to do, or do you think I can With so many titles, all bent down to pick them up from the ground?"

Umbridge opened her mouth, the expression on her face was almost distorted, but she still suppressed her anger, kept a smirk, and kindly reminded, "With your ability, if you enter magic..."

"I'm not interested in entering the Ministry of Magic after graduation." Albert interrupted directly. "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I have to return the book before the library closes."

Albert waved his wand and disappeared the finished teacup.

"If you don't want to take the defense against the dark arts class, I allow you to skip it in the future and go directly to the NEWT at the end of the term. Anyway, with your level, you should be able to pass easily." Umbridge said to find Albert The main purpose, she must disintegrate the group of seventh grade students, lest they continue to fight against her. "

"Oh, that's really nice."

Albert guessed Umbridge's purpose, but he didn't care about the other party's tricks, because he never thought of leading Hogwarts students to confront Umbridge head-on.

How boring that is.

The students and Umbridge's battle of wits and courage is the source of joy at Hogwarts, and there may be more tasks.

"By the way, I will give you a kind advice: be careful of curses."

"curse?"

"As one of the most dangerous dark wizards in the world, the curse left by the mysterious man is undoubtedly very dangerous. If you underestimate it, you will definitely suffer bad luck." Albert said meaningfully, "This is the result of countless professors' personal practice."

After Albert got up and left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, the smirk on Umbridge's face finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Damn, damn Mudblood!"

Umbridge angrily swept everything on his desk to the ground, wantonly venting his inner anger. Students passing around the Defense Against the Dark Arts office could hear the sound of cursing and smashing things coming from the office.

After venting indiscriminately, Umbridge's face became even more gloomy, and her dislike for Albert rose rapidly.

Of course, it was also related to Albert receiving the mission reward left over from that year.

Umbridge has nothing to do with Albert, who has already told her with a strong attitude: he is not easy to mess with.

In fact, Umbridge had already asked other Slytherin students that Albert did not unite with others to boycott Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

At least the Slytherin students didn't get any news, but this made Umbridge even more afraid.

Especially how the huge group of students in the improvement class came, Umbridge is also clear.

If it is really necessary, she trusts the group of seventh grade students, and she doesn't mind letting her go, and asks Albert to give them a lecture.

The opponent undoubtedly has this ability.

student?

No, the status of a student is nothing but a joke to Albert.

No one cared about his NEWT results. Even if he really made the other party miss the NEWT, the blame would eventually be pointed at the Ministry of Magic.

Public opinion offensive?

Do not make jokes.

In addition to the "Daily Prophet", many newspapers and magazines have reported the news that Albert won the duel championship, which is enough to prove that he also has a strong influence on other magazines and newspapers.

Is it true that the Ministry of Magic can control all public opinion?
Umbridge wasn't that stupid.

(End of this chapter)