Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

"Every night this week?" Hermione repeated in a murmur, and then asked: "I know I won't be able to escape tomorrow night, but I will find a way to stop her from abusing her power."

"This is very unrealistic," Professor McGonagall said categorically: "She is your teacher, and she has every right to punish you with solitary confinement. You will go to her office at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon to start your first solitary confinement. Remember. , be very careful around Dolores Umbridge."

"She is falsely accusing me." Hermione replied calmly: "Since the school has no appeal mechanism, I can only go through the legal process. She only knows how to play with the rules and fabricate facts. If I don't take any measures, I will just sit back and wait for death."

The two were not on the same channel at all, which finally pissed off Professor McGonagall.

She looked through her glasses seriously and said, "Do you really think the question is whether to tell the truth or lie? The problem is that you have to keep your head down and try not to get into trouble. This world is not one where you can just argue with reason! "

She stood up, her nostrils flaring, her lips pursed, and Hermione stood up quietly, making no attempt to defend herself.

"Have a cookie," she said irritably, pushing the cookie box towards him.

"No, thank you." Hermione replied calmly.

"Don't be stupid," she snapped.

Hermione said nothing, staring bravely into her eyes.

"Didn't you listen to Dolores Umbridge's speech at the opening party, Granger?"

"I heard it." Hermione said calmly: "She was sent by Fudge to control Hogwarts, which shows that the Ministry of Magic is trying to use political decrees to interfere with Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall looked at her for a moment, then snorted, walked around the table, and opened the door for her.

"Well, since you know everything and still do this, you must have a reason for what you have to do. Be careful." After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she motioned for him to leave her office.

During dinner, the whole castle also knew that Hermione, as a top student and prefect, was going to be detained by Umbridge.

"I don't understand why she wants to deal with you." Harry said through gritted teeth, putting down the cutlery in his hands.

Hermione said with a stern expression: "Let's talk after we leave here."

She put her knife and fork down hard, and Ron looked reluctantly at the half-eaten apple pie, but followed them anyway.

They strode down the empty corridors and soon returned to Gryffindor Tower.

Rain pattered against the window glass. Harry felt that it was not easy to get through the first day of school. He had to complete several times more homework than before before going to bed.

"Mibu Mibao." Hermione said the password before the Fat Lady could speak.

The portrait popped open, revealing a hole in the back, and the three of them climbed in.

The common room was almost empty, almost all the students were in the auditorium.

Once Harry, Ron and Hermione were seated in the three chairs by the fire, Crookshanks jumped into Hermione's lap and transformed into her personal hand warmer.

"She will definitely punish you severely. What should I do? No, why do you want to provoke her?" Ron became worried as soon as he sat down.

Harry was about to say something similar, but Hermione stopped him first: "Listen to me first. I finally guessed the source of the little troubles that Isha's mother said. Yes, it is Umbridge. If we start with If you give in, it will be even harder for us this year. Moreover, I have to read higher-level textbooks in class, otherwise I won’t have time to practice after class.”

The two were speechless, and felt that Hermione's words made sense.

"No." Harry suddenly questioned: "In addition to getting an E (good) in N.E.W.T.s "Muggle Studies", Caitlin also got O's in other subjects, 12 O's in O.W.L.s, and 11 O's in N.E.W.T.s. She just spent three years learning magic, and like you, she had never been exposed to magic before she was 11 years old. Why does she have time to read books and practice? This is not..."

"That's enough!" Hermione stared at Harry with a cannibalistic look, so scared that he and Ron hugged each other.

Then, she was discouraged and said: "I know that I am not as good as her, so I have to fight for study time. Umbridge's class is a waste of my time, but it cannot be canceled. Only in her class Read other books to stay on track."

"Okay, don't delve into the reason. How should we solve this problem now?" Ron quickly stopped her from talking, worried that she would become more and more depressed. Ron has been compared to others since he was a child, so he naturally knows that this feeling is not pleasant at all.

"Why don't I read the fifth volume first and see what Umbridge can do?" Harry suggested.

"Yeah, I forgot you had this too," Ron agreed.

"Don't be stupid, don't you have to do your homework?" Just as Harry was about to take out the wooden box from his arms, Hermione stopped him: In such a thick book, how do you know which pages mention that woman? Even if you just glance at each page, there is no guarantee that you will see what you want before dawn. "

"You're right." Harry felt that his suggestion was stupid.

"This won't work, and that won't work either. What should I do?" Ron ran out of options.

"Of course there is a way." Hermione rolled her eyes at them and said angrily: "Since we know who wrote this set of books, why don't we just ask the author directly?"

"You mean Sister Isha and Bin?" Harry's eyes lit up, why didn't he think of it?

"I'll go up and get some paper and pen, and I'll use my owl to post the letter later." Ron jumped up.

"No, go up and get your homework. Don't just worry about these little things." Hermione said as she took out a large number of textbooks from the seamless stretch bag.

When they returned, Hermione's hands were rapidly clicking on something that looked like a cell phone.

"What is this? I remember Bin also had one." Harry asked curiously.

"Isha's mother gave it to me. I'm talking to her about Umbridge now." Hermione didn't even raise her head, her thumbs were pressing the keyboard rapidly.

While doing homework, Fred, George and Lee Jordan were sitting among a group of innocent-looking first-year students. Each freshman was chewing something in his mouth, which seemed to be taken from Fred's hand. It was taken out of the big paper bag.

After eating it, the first-year students either passed out or collapsed on their chairs, and some of them had their tongues hanging out.

Many onlookers laughed, but Hermione chatted with the three people who were trying to kill themselves, and then the freshmen followed the three people into the dormitory.

"What did you say to them?" Ron asked curiously.

"I told them, don't do anything that violates school rules in front of me. I can't control what I can't see."

(you've changed."

Σ('ε'o): "Not like the old you."

"Buzz", pick it up, press the keyboard quickly, put it down, and do your homework.

"Buzz", pick it up and press the keyboard quickly...

More than an hour later, Hermione had finished all her homework.

She was typing on the keyboard of the text message machine, flipping through books, and doing homework, but she finished her homework faster than Harry and Ron.

The text message machine has been upgraded and has a vibration function. It can vibrate for two seconds after receiving a text message.

When Chen Bin heard that Yisha had spent nearly ten thousand gold galleons researching this useless function, he almost lifted the table and threw it at the prodigal woman.

Finally, the potential of this vibration function has been explored, and you can choose to report the message content through vibration... Morse code.

(╯°Д°)╯┻━┻: Prodigal bitch! Who still uses Morse code?

Finally, the text messaging machines that Chen Bin had on hand were also upgraded, and the one that Isha gave to Hermione was also the latest upgraded version.

Ron and Harry watched her send text messages, sometimes smiling, and sometimes hearing "buzzing" vibrations. This scene was super weird for people who were not exposed to the world of mobile Internet.

"Hermione..." Harry hesitated embarrassedly, staring at the homework she put on the table.

Ron continued: "Can you lend it to us for reference?"

"Take it to the dormitory later and return it to me in the morning." Hermione generously handed over her homework, but threatened with a straight face: "But whoever copies it will be doomed."

"Isha's mother told me about Umbridge. Do you want to hear what she did this year in the original destiny?"

"Please." Ron made a hand gesture.

Harry handed her a bottle of juice to soothe her throat.

Isha was typing at home using a computer-shaped expansion accessory, and quickly explained the ins and outs of Umbridge, and even opened the fifth volume to show Hermione her scene.

Hermione briefly told Harry and Ron the process of Umbridge becoming a demon in the original book.

The three of them became silent again. Harry and Ron were thinking, and Hermione was watching Against the Faceless Enemy.

"There is a significant difference between the original destiny and reality. Why does that woman still prohibit students from practicing magic?" Harry asked puzzledly: "Now that Dumbledore has military power and finance, he has more power than the students." Much stronger.”

"You want to make Dumbledore feel sick?" Ron was about to fall asleep in his chair.

Hermione closed the seventh-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook and frowned: "Maybe he wants to force Dumbledore to talk to Fudge. Fudge knows that he values ​​education, so he wants to use the future of his students to force him to give in. You know, Fudge doesn't have much power anymore, and education happens to be under his jurisdiction. What could be easier to destroy a student's future than banning magic?"

Harry looked at the cover of the fifth volume and said uncertainly: "That is to say, Fudge in the original prophecy was not afraid of Dumbledore recruiting an army at the school, but wanted to use the future of the students to force him to deny Voldemort's return?"

"It is possible, but there is no evidence." Hermione opened another textbook and said nonchalantly: "However, if that woman then bans practical classes in other subjects, it will further prove the rationality of this inference."

"No, we need to discuss solutions." Harry came back to his senses and felt that the three of them had gone off topic.

"Don't worry, Isha's mother has taken care of it for me. We just need to watch the show tomorrow." Hermione said confidently.

Ron asked curiously: "Can you tell us?"

"Okay." Hermione told Isha's plan, and then gave Ron a picture stone she had with her to send to Naama Castle.

After the three of them knew that the problem could be solved, they returned to their respective dormitories.