I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

Gryffindor's gems suddenly increased by 250 gems, and the hourglass was almost full...

Ravenclaw also adds 100 gems.

Professor McGonagall, who happened to have no class, was drinking tea at the time, and Professor Flitwick, who happened to have no class, was sitting opposite her...

When Gryffindor's gems started falling...

Professor Flitwick swooped under the table.

Then Professor McGonagall spurted out her black tea in one sip.

"Oh my god! It's actually...Professor Binns! He has been at Hogwarts for almost 1000 years. Almost all the celebrities in the history of British magic are his students. I have never heard of him giving them extra points. !" Professor McGonagall was extremely surprised.

Professor Flitwick was also surprised. He jumped on the table and asked, "Minerva, you...don't want to drink tea?...Well, I'm sure Zhang Chun won the teaching assistant position of History of Magic!"

"Really? But that's the history of magic... Besides, even a teaching assistant can't score so many points, a full 250 points! Although I am Zhang Chun's dean, I think that just because he is a teaching assistant, I can add so many points. This is unacceptable." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips sternly.

Flitwick shook his head, "Well, it would be great if we had a classmate like this in our college who could give Ravenclaw points..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ravenclaw's hourglass began to crackle and drop gems...

Professor Flitwick was startled and accidentally stepped on the air and fell back under the table.

During lunch, at the faculty and staff table, all the teachers were talking about it. They all thought that Professor Binns had been dead for too long and was an old fool... How could he add so many points to the two colleges...

Especially Umbridge, this fat woman smiled fakely, and then went to each teacher and started to fan the flames, accusing the students of Hogwarts of being lax and teachers giving points at will, and vaguely blaming Dumbledore for these factors. Principal Lido...

Of course, no one paid attention to her...

Professor McGonagall drank the soup with a spoon in a serious manner, ignoring other people's comments, but her other hand quietly beat the rhythm on the table...

Professor Flitwick looked at the hundred extra gems in his college and secretly clenched his fists under the table...

Instead, Professor Snape, who always hated Zhang Chun, ate his own food in silence...

The teacher's side is very lively, not to mention the students' seats...

The tables of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were bursting into flames. The students who were not in the mood to eat began to ask questions around the fourth-year students of their respective houses...

"Really? Is the text read aloud in different roles? Why have I never heard of it?" Fred said in a fuss.

"It's not just you who hasn't heard of it, everyone hasn't heard of it." Ginny came in with a plate.

"Although it is to give points to Gryffindor, I think 250 points is too exaggerated. Is it just for the wizard you played back then? Hey, boy, who did you play?" Angelina looked at Neville Long Barton.

"I... am not a great wizard, but I can still be regarded as a small person who will leave his name in history." Longbottom almost covered his mouth and laughed.

"Harry is the principal? Why can he be the principal?" George was also making a fuss.

"What's the matter? Hermione is also the principal!" Lavender Brown said.

"Why are there two principals? Is there this in the history of magic? The two principals were together and fought against the invasion of goblins?" Fred was stunned and asked other fifth-grade students.

"You don't know this," Ron chuckled and moved in front of his two brothers, "No, you two are about to take the OWLs exam. Can you do it with your results?"

Fred and George were robbed by their younger brother and felt very humiliated...

"What about you?" Lee Jordan asked Ron, "Who are you playing?"

"By the way! Where is Zhang Chun? I have something to do with him..." Ron immediately slipped away...

……

At this moment, Harry, Hermione and Zhang Chun were sitting at the back of the dining table muttering.

Zhang Chun told the two of them what happened in the History of Magic class...how his chair disappeared, and how the new chair sprouted a bunch of African porcupine grass spikes...

"So... you didn't mean to interrupt Professor Binns' lecture." Hermione asked.

"Well... after hearing this, shouldn't you first be concerned about me being pranked?" Zhang Chun asked back.

"Okay, but at first I really thought you were trying to stand out. Later I heard that you were going to read the text in different roles, and this misunderstanding disappeared." Hermione smiled bitterly, "It turns out there is another hidden agenda. By the way, you How about...that one?"

"My butt, it's okay! I finally reacted quickly! With our skills, if something doesn't feel right, I'll just slap it..." Zhang Chunshun blew a few words.

Harry smiled and said, "Come on, I don't know who was covering his butt and shouting for a long time... If Snape hadn't been standing at the door of the classroom, Zhang Chun probably wouldn't have been forced to the podium, and maybe he would do it again later. Whose prank did it cause..."

"Okay..." Zhang Chun had to admit that this was the truth.

"Then who is this prankster?" Hermione looked confused and began to look around the auditorium with her big eyes flickering.

"Snape! It's definitely him." Harry said with certainty.

"It makes sense! I asked how he could show up so quickly..." Zhang Chun listened to Harry's analysis and felt that this might be the case.

"No, no, you are too hostile to the professor..." Hermione shook her head in denial.

"It's him, or why did he show up so quickly?"

"It's not him. He is a professor after all. He won't be so boring..."

"I think it's Snape... maybe it will be my turn someday." Harry looked at the staff table worriedly. "He will definitely find a way to stop me, and he will even find a way to kill me." Got me."

"Harry!" Hermione pursed her lips and shook her head, "You're here again, you are being persecuted and delusional!"

"Really! Hermione, I swear by this scar on my forehead, he has already disliked me..." Harry patted the lightning-shaped scar that was afraid of him...

"That's not to say..." Zhang Chun also glanced at Snape at the teacher's table and quickly gave Harry a soothing pill...

"Zhang Chun?! Why are you talking to Snape..." Harry stared at him, a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, you two, stop arguing, let's reconsider whether there are other possibilities..."

The three of them were talking about each other. Suddenly, a popping sound came from outside the auditorium. Because the three of them were closest to the door of the auditorium, they could immediately tell it was the sound of an owl despite the chaos in the auditorium. !

What a strange thing!It's not morning. How could the owl fly to the auditorium at this time?

The three of them looked up. Hermione's sharp eyes pointed outside and shouted, "Hedwig! Harry, it's her."

At this time, the white owl that had just flown in from the air also found its owner, hooted, and pounced down.

"Oh, my Hedwig...wait, what happened to her?" Harry's eyes suddenly widened.

Zhang Chun also noticed that Harry's Hedwig was flying very strangely, stumbling and almost hitting the stone pillars of the auditorium.She circled hard in the air for a while before landing on the dining table in front of Harry.

"Ah!" Hermione exclaimed softly.

There was a bright red blood stain on Hedwig's white feathers, but the blood stain had dried and turned dark red.

"Who hurt you? Hedwig." Harry held it carefully and looked at the owl's wings distressedly, almost crying...

"Look, the letter on his paw!" Zhang Chun pointed to the letter box on Hedwig's paw. There was also a section of an unknown large blue feather on it.

"This is...Buckbeak?" Hermione was stunned. She recognized that the feathers undoubtedly belonged to the hippogriff, and Hedwig was sent by Harry to Sirius to deliver a message...

"No way?" Harry was also anxious. Since there was a feather from Buckbeak on the mailbox and Hedwig who delivered the letter was injured again, could it be...

Harry had an ominous feeling.

He was just about to reach for the mailbox in Hedwig's lap.

"Oh my god! What is this? An owl, how come it is here, arriving at the auditorium at noon." A sweet voice, deliberately squeezing its throat to pretend to be a little girl, sounded from behind.

Hermione looked at it and said in surprise, "Professor Umbridge... why are you here?"

Umbridge pouted her big mouth and showed a fake smile, "Oh, kids, I want to see the little hero who added 150 points to our Gryffindor, Zhang Chun... I saw this one accidentally. Poor owl’s…let me see it.”

"No! Thank you, I will take care of him." Harry didn't want her to see Sirius's letter.

"It's okay, kid, I'm the best at treating owls... bring it here!" Umbridge said, reaching out to catch Hedwig...

"Ow!"

Hedwig gave her arm a hard blow.

"Ouch!!"

Umbridge shook her arm in pain, her face turned pale with anger, and she suddenly pulled out her wand from her cardigan!

"This damn flat-haired beast!" Umbridge pointed her wand at Hedwig.

"No! This is my owl." Harry quickly stepped in front of his owl, and Hermione quickly hid Hedwig behind her.

"Get out of the way! I'm going to punish him." Umbridge's face was twisted.

Zhang Chun looked at them, quietly lifted the bone out, and secretly let it slip to the ground...

"This is my owl, and I won't let you hurt him." Harry looked at Umbridge's wand bravely without flinching.

"This is an injury to me... To hurt me is to show contempt for the Ministry of Magic and disrespect for the great Minister Fudge! This owl should be punished. Don't force me to inform the Ministry of Magic's Department for the Care of Magical Creatures. They never hesitate to punish such beasts that attack people!" Umbridge said fiercely.

Just when everyone is reaching a deadlock...

With a pop, a whole glass of butterbeer was poured on Umbridge's head...

"Oh my God!" Umbridge was startled, and then found that someone had poured a drink on her head, and immediately shouted angrily, "Who is it? Who dares to attack me?"

"puff",

A cake hit her fat face...

"Ah!! Who is attacking me?" Umbridge panicked and wiped the cake covering her face before revealing her eyes...

She stared angrily at Harry, Zhang Chun and Hermione, who cooperatively stretched out his hands to show her that he didn't have a wand at all.

Umbridge looked behind her again...

Other students who were attracted by her fuss also stretched out their hands...

None of them were holding wands.

Umbridge was very angry and shouted, "If I know who did it, I will..."

As she was about to speak, her mouth opened wide, and a red chili pepper flew into her mouth quickly. Umbridge bit it, and tears flowed out from her eyes.

"Damn it, who is it?!" Umbridge was lying on the table, coughing fiercely, and with tears and runny noses, she took out the chili peppers in her mouth...

Then the most exaggerated thing about this attack happened. Professor Umbridge felt her hand slip, and her wand instantly turned into a patterned snake spitting out letters, wrapped around her wrist...

"Ah! Help..." Umbridge ran out of the auditorium with the snake in her hand.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Chun's wand bounced back to the table...

"Well done, I owe you a favor," Harry said to his wand, "I'll buy you a drink later."