Umbridge looked around on the podium and looked at everyone's expressions.
"I think you all realize that there are many problems in this course, but you will be very happy to know that these problems are about to be corrected. This year, we will learn a carefully arranged, theory-centered For the Magic Defence course approved by the Ministry of Magic, please copy these words."
She knocked on the blackboard again, and the two lines disappeared, and replaced by the "course objectives."
l. Understand the basic principles of magic defense.
2. Learn to discriminate where magical defense can be legally used.
undefined3. Evaluate magic defense in the context of actual application.
In the classroom, I only heard the rustling of the feather pen on the parchment. After two or three minutes, when each classmate transcribed the three courses of Professor Umbridge, she continued to ask, "Is it not? Every student has a Wilbur Slinka's Magic Defense Theory?"
"Yes, that's right!" The class rang a mutter, indicating a positive voice.
"This can't be done, classmates, this can't be done. I think we have to come again!" Umbridge said, shaking his head. "When I ask you a question, I hope you answer: Yes, Uk Professor Mritch; or: No, Professor Umbridge. Again: Does every student have a Wilbur Slinka's Magic Defense Theory?
"Yes, Professor Umbridge." The class replied loudly.
"Very good!" Umbridge said. "I hope that you will turn the book to the fifth page, read the first chapter, and get started. Don't whisper when you read it. If you finish reading, please continue to the next chapter. ""
In the class, I remembered a noisy discussion. This is a two-part defense of the Dark Defence class.
Listen to the meaning of Umbridge, want to let them sit here all morning to read books?
"Quiet!" Umbridge said, revealing a small, pointed tooth in his mouth. "We are reading now. If there is any problem, we can talk after class. Also, I hope that you will ask in my class later. When you have a question, you have to raise your hand to speak."
Her two eyelids were squinting and staring at everyone, and the classroom was quiet.
Ai Wen will not be able to confront Umbridge in the classroom, and there is nothing to talk to her. He turned "Magic Defense Theory" to the fifth page, no accident, the above content is very boring, first systematically explained what is black magic, and the corresponding black magic defense, namely white magic.
Black magic and white magic are not as obvious as black and white.
According to the author of the book, Wilbert Slinka, whether it is black magic or white magic, the skills and ideas for controlling their own mental power are different. For example, using a curse, you need strong malice and killing. The use of the protection of the curse requires the user to recall happy things, produce pleasant emotions, or have strong protection ideas.
These things are already very basic for Ai Wen, and the explanations in this book are very boring. They are all esoteric big paragraphs. It's just as fun as listening to Professor Bins's lecture. He looks at it. Got out and think about other things.
In the classroom, there was no sound, and next to Avon, Colin's eyes stared at the same place on the book.
Many people haven't flipped a page for a long time, and Umbridge doesn't seem to care about it.
She sat in a chair behind the podium, looking at each little wizard in the classroom one by one, not knowing what to think about.
Just as Avon was staring at the book all morning, Harry had just finished the slumbering history of magic, and Professor Bins whispered the topic of the Giant War. Speaked for an hour and a half.
If you change another teacher, this topic will probably be more fascinating, but Professor Bins, the ghost teacher, uses a constant tone to continually follow the book, why not let them read the book themselves?
Probably, only Hermione could resist the hypnotic power of Binns' voice.
Everyone was relieved when everyone came out of the magic history classroom.
"What if I don't lend notes to you this year?" Hermione asked coldly.
She was very dissatisfied with the performance of Harry and Ron in the classroom, and the two of them did not listen at all.
Ron began to pass the paper with Lavender and later played Harry's game on the parchment with a hangman.
"Then our magic history 0.w.ls will fail." Ron said, "If you want to be blamed by conscience, Hermione?"
"Oh, that's what you deserve!" she snapped. "You didn't listen to him seriously, right?"
"We are working hard," said Ron. "We just don't have the brain like you. You have such a memory, such good attention. You and Ai Wen are smarter than us. Don't ask which pots are not open." Ok, okay?
"Hey, don't give me these ecstasy soups," said Hermione, but her expression eased slightly. "I don't know what happened to Avon. The first quarter of the woman, you said, what would she teach?" "
"Maybe like Moody, show you black magic?"
"That's impossible, she's not crazy, she won't do this crazy thing, it's not allowed by the Ministry of Magic. Besides, don't forget her purpose for Hogwarts," said Hermione. She is the representative of Fudge to dare to Hogwarts, it is impossible to really teach us what to do."
"I don't know, but if she does a practical drill, Ai Wen will definitely have a chance to teach her a meal," said Harry.
They have been discussing this issue, and when Snape walked into the basement, he hurriedly closed his mouth and calmed down.
When everyone saw Snape, they immediately became silent.
In general, as soon as Snape appears, it is enough to silence the entire class.
Harry had thought that since Snape was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix, it would be better to be a couple of them.
But he soon found himself wrong and wrong.
"Before we started class today, I think I need to remind you." Snape walked quickly to the podium and looked at them sternly. "In June next year, you will take an important exam. You will prove that you have learned a lot about the preparation and use of potions. Although several people in this class are really slow, I hope that you will be able to pass the ols exam, otherwise I will be angry."
His eyes fell on the face of Neville, and Neville was so scared that he took a breath.