Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Professor Mcgonagall, The Fear Of Umbridge

"The key to copying spells lies in analysis."

"When you use magic to fully understand the structure of an item, you can copy it…"

"And multiple copy spells require you to control the magic power very finely, to ensure that the magic power allocated to each copy is the same…"

In the Transfiguration Classroom, Professor McGonagall explained the use of the Copy Spell with a serious face.

The teapot in front of her was lightly tapped, and it turned into five identical ones displayed on the table, without the slightest difference.

The little wizards could see that she was in a very bad mood today, and she didn't dare to make any noise.

Many people have seen Umbridge's arrogant look just now, and they all know that they have suffered a disaster.

Honestly, it's annoying enough to have such a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, now a senior investigator.

Many people already feel that this is another wasted year. When will the standard of teaching at Hogwarts be improved?

They just want to go to school safely!

Halfway through the class, the door to the classroom was pushed open without warning.

Professor McGonagall looked over in disgust, wondering who was so impolite, Umbridge walked in so grandly.

"Professor Umbridge, please knock on the door next time if you have any business, it will make you look very uneducated."

Ignoring McGonagall's very aggressive words, Umbridge replied with a formulaic smile:

"Professor McGonagall, I am now not only a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but a senior censor at the Ministry of Magic."

"So, I have the right to appear in anyone's class at any time."

Her answer made McGonagall very displeased, but because of the order of the Ministry of Magic, she did not have a seizure.

This is also why Alvin deliberately plugs nails into the Ministry of Magic and finds a younger brother.

Even in the magical world with extraordinary power, the Ministry of Magic, as an official organization, brings the influence to authority.

Nor can it be destroyed by force alone.

Even Voldemort used the Imperius Curse to control the upper echelons of the Ministry of Magic in the later period, without piercing the window paper.

Because arrogance is as clear as he is, once the authority collapses, it will be too difficult to establish.

For the next time, Umbridge scurried around the classroom like a toad.

Professor McGonagall simply ignored her and let the students start their connection today.

And from time to time Umbridge grabbed a student and asked him if he had any comments on how satisfied he was with Professor McGonagall's teaching.

Unfortunately, she picked the wrong target.

If at Hogwarts, the most admired must be Dumbledore, then the most respected is Professor McGonagall.

As the vice-principal of the school, the head of Gryffindor.

Professor McGonagall has always been the actual manager of the school, and Dumbledore is more of a banner and backbone.

Large and small specific matters are still carried out by Professor McGonagall.

For so many years, she has never helped her academy, and every time she catches a little wizard who makes a mistake, it is a fair deal.

Even the little wizards of Slytherin respected her.

Therefore, Umbridge asked several students in a row, but he didn't get the answer he wanted from them.

The smile on her face disappeared, and it took on a gloomy look.

Fudge assigned her this title in order to undermine Dumbledore's power at Hogwarts.

As a result, on the first day, she was a little disadvantaged in her apprenticeship.

She unconsciously walked to Hermione and Alvin's side, and Hermione moved away in disgust.

In his 40s and 50s, Umbridge is still a powder, and the perfume she uses is still a girly fragrance like rosemary.

If she smelled it for a while, Hermione couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't spit it out.

And her unabashed disgust caught Umbridge's gaze.

But when she saw Alvin sitting in a daze, her face changed slightly, and she walked a few steps away from here.

After spitting slugs in the first class, Umbridge knew who was behind it as he learned about Hogwarts.

At first she didn't know the relationship between Hermione and Alvin at all, just thought it was an ordinary student.

After learning from the students later, Umbridge was sure that Alvin must have been plotting against her.

Infuriated, she went directly to Fudge to complain, and plotted against the senior minister of the Ministry of Magic. This crime can directly arrest Azkaban.

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In fact, since the trial of Harry, Alvin made everyone change their minds with a slight gesture, and she had developed hostility.

This time, Umbridge, who thought he had caught Alvin's handle, fantasized about getting Fudge's compliment, but ended up being scolded.

"Who told you to provoke Gaunt! I managed to win him over to my side."

"It's better for you to find something for me as soon as you go there?"

"Mr. Gaunt is the recipient of the First Class Merlin Medal, the Chief Mage of Wizengamot, do you deserve to trouble him!

Umbridge didn't know that because of the magic net log, Fudge had made a lot of money.

Now your own dog-legs dare to provoke your partner, isn't this courting death?

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Umbridge, who was scolded with blood, went back to school in a daze, and even went to Alvin to apologize.

So now, whenever she sees Alvin, she will subconsciously retreat.

Not only that, but she selectively ignored Qiu, Hermione, Luna and Astoria.

As long as they don't go too far in class, she'll take nothing.

Umbridge, who had nothing to gain after a class, could only ask Professor McGonagall a few questions and hurriedly left.

The idea is too hard and a bit thorny.

Hermione looked at Umbridge, who was a little embarrassed, thoughtfully.

"Who do you think her next target will be? 99

Alvin thought about it for a while, and said affirmatively: "Terry Lawney, her divination class is definitely one of the most hated by the students.

Hermione nodded in agreement.

In the third grade, Alvin had persuaded her not to take divination classes, but Hermione, who was a little unwilling, went to take it twice.

In class, Trelawney was rambling, predicting Harry's death on the first day.

From then on, Hermione hated this magic wand very much.

Although she entered the magical world, her materialistic education from a young age still made Hermione not interested in things like fate.

"Then hope that Professor Trelawney will be blessed." Hermione said with some pity:

"I think Umbridge walked away with a stomach full of fire, and it's not easy to pass." Ten.