[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Umbridge's office, Umbridge looked at the four teaching assistants, "It's too much."

"The minister disagrees, and it must be Dumbledore's scruples." Kent smiled reassuringly, glanced at Percy, and signaled him to speak.Percy's blue pupils flickered behind the lens, "After all, Professor Flitwick has a high reputation among the students."

"When it comes to the required courses, don't be unhappy with the professor." Cedric smiled and said, "Professor Flitwick teaches the Charms class from grades one to seven, and he is also the head of Ravenclaw."

Finnick folded his arms and said nothing. As a student of Ravenclaw, he disapproved of Umbridge's actions from the very beginning, and without his head, Umbridge only felt that something was missing.

"Forget it this time." Umbridge calmed down a little, and knew that there would be no benefit in continuing, "The minister is going to accept me as the highest investigator. There are many problems in this school. I want to discuss it with you. "

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"Chief Inquisitor." Harry rubbed his chin and sat in the principal's office. "Professor, what do you think, how about asking her to get some funds to change Hogwarts textbooks? Like brooms?"

"Hogwarts brooms are safe—at least they can't be replaced with firearms." Dumbledore changed his words under the gaze of the four students in front of him.Harry smiled, "At least a comet."

"There's no need to change it, just replace it with a light wheel." Draco blinked, indicating that this was his lowest standard.The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, who used to hold the light wheel as a baby.

Luna looked at the people around her in a daze: "The books in the library can also be updated, especially the forbidden/book area."

Dumbledore looked at Harry as if he blamed him for leading Luna badly.Harry grinned, he didn't write Luna's Restricted/Books Loan slip.

"There is also a greenhouse." Rotaf nodded, and Dumbledore suddenly felt that he, the headmaster, was about to be democratized.

"In this case, let's act separately." Dumbledore was also helpless, why did Fudge send such a person?

Back in the Chamber of Secrets, Harry collapsed on the sofa, "What we learned is actually not just for dealing with Voldemort."

"Isn't it a little too much to use these methods to deal with the Ministry of Magic?" Ron blinked, his home was in the Ministry of Magic.Harry squinted. "No, we're going to use some kid tricks this time."

"What?" Neville looked up from the side, and he suddenly realized that none of them knew any childish tricks.

"Well, what will a child do when he meets someone he hates?" Harry said a word, and everyone's eyes were on Draco.

"Do, what to do?" Draco turned to Hermione, "Hermione should also be very experienced."

"I'm a good student." Hermione stuck out her tongue, "I beat everything with grades."

Neville spread his hands and said, "I was brought up under control."

Harry blinked: "You know who my guardian is."

"I—a lot of brothers on the top, and a sister on the bottom." Ron shrugged. In terms of pranks, they have twins, but in the normal range, uh, revenge, they still have little experience.

"I'm looking for my father." Draco looked at the stunned few, and he was rude to anyone who dared to laugh!Harry nodded, "Just look for Dad."

"Neville, how are your parents doing now?" Harry looked at Neville. The potion Tom gave him on his birthday was a derivative of what Nico and a few seniors used to wake up Regulus.

"My grandma said they could come and pick me up at Christmas." Neville smiled, with uncontrollable joy in his voice.

"Is there another Quidditch game between Gryffindor and Slytherin before Christmas?" Harry rubbed the back of his neck, he seemed a bit incompetent as a Quidditch player. "Yes, our Mr. Chaser."

"Ahem, well, we can invite parents to watch the game." Harry blinked, and turned to the nearby Ravenclaw camp for help.Hufflepuff just lost to them, so I can't touch this reverse scale for now~

"I think, no problem." Draco was kind-hearted, and he let Harry go first. He had long wanted to have a good fight with Harry. The problem was that this secretive savior manipulated the game, and Slytherin and Gran Fendo never matched up.This school year, Wood graduated, and the captain was replaced by Angelina. This female captain of the Storm is not as easy-going as Wood.

"Well, I'm fine here."

"What about Muggle parents?" Hermione blinked. Her parents were regular dentists.

"I think it might be a pity that I didn't get to watch the World Cup last time?" Harry rubbed his chin, "If the parents are in the Muggle world, leave it to Dumbledore."

Draco looked at the serious Harry, and suddenly felt that he had been fooled. Did he have already thought about this question of finding his father?

I don't know how everyone dispersed. The attitude of the students in the recent class has been more correct. Even in Umbridge's class, no one has taken the initiative to provoke trouble. Of course, those who are poked will still fight back.

In the study group, everyone became more serious. Harry looked at the grades in front of him, quietly left, and went to Snape's office.

"Dad?" Harry leaned in and saw Snape on the chair who was grading homework.Turning his head, he saw the confinement personnel who were copying the potion formula, Gryffindor's little lion, no wonder there were two less in training today.

Harry shook his head, and walked over to Snape's desk to sort out his sentence.Snape hummed, "Didn't go to training today?"

"They're practicing on their own, I'm being lazy." Harry smiled. "Where's Remus?"

"Looking at your homework." Snape stopped Harry's hand that was about to secretly correct the grade, and gave him a look: "Go and sit aside."

"It turns out that my grades were scored by Remus." Harry stopped resentfully, and laughed, "No wonder it's so bad."

"If I typed it, it would be worse." Snape finished the last one, put the quill in the ink bottle, "What are you doing here?"

"That's right, come and take a look." Harry squinted and smiled, "What is Dad going to use for the golden soup from last time?"

"Don't worry about things you can't control." Snape frowned. Is this puberty?Harry pursed his lips, "Dad, I want to invite everyone to watch the Quidditch match."

"Haven't you been preparing lately?" Snape sneered, brat.

"Hey—you too." Harry squinted and smiled, "You are also a parent."

There was a knock on the door, Harry got up and opened the door, and saw Blaise with an anxious expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Harry Nahan, who had only been away for a while.

"Umbridge got into an argument with Mrs. Pince." Blaise looked at Snape. "Our people are nearby."

Harry nodded, "Dad, I'll go first." Snape raised his eyebrows, he seems to be the dean, right?The two Gryffindors in confinement glanced at Snape expectantly, then resigned to their fate and continued to copy.

In the library, the members of the division of labor and the Ministry of Magic staff brought by Umbridge were confronting each other, at least that's what Harry saw when he arrived.

"When did these people come here?" Harry stopped Blaise and asked about the situation of those who followed Umbridge.

"They are in charge of the funds, but they didn't use anyone we are familiar with this time." Blaise said quickly, "Umbridge brought him back tonight, and he planned to tell you after the training was over. "

"Tsk, I'm afraid Dumbledore put it in, but it's okay." Harry nodded and walked into the crowd.

"Mrs. Pince, we have the right and must to determine whether the materials and books in the library are suitable for the students." Umbridge was already confused by the opinions of idlers in the ministry Annoyed, I didn't expect to be hindered by this, and my tone was even worse.

"Is that what you said?" Mrs. Pince looked at the pile of books thrown aside on the other side, "You are insulting knowledge and trampling on knowledge."

Harry looked along Mrs. Pince's hand, and the pile of books were all smashed, presumably they were discovered when they were just made.

"Those books are not what little wizards in school days need to understand." Umbridge raised her head, she lowered her head halfway than Mrs. Pince, and said, "What they need now is to study with peace of mind."

"I think I can prove that these are what we need for our studies." Harry pointed at the destroyed books with his wand, shreds of paper flew all over the place, and the books were restored to their original packaging and stood neatly on the desk. "Also, we thought the Ministry of Magic would be more rational when it came to doing things."

"At least, regarding the future of the wizarding world, we should listen to the opinions of experienced seniors in terms of education, instead of messing around in this place without even a charter, so reckless." Harry glanced around and followed the so-called money management He alone could recognize two of the Aurors.

"It's a disgrace to the Ministry of Magic." Harry snapped, and his unceremonious words made Umbridge find the point of attack.

"What qualifications do you have to judge the Ministry of Magic." Umbridge sneered and made an extremely funny expression, "Savior, I'm just a student who hasn't graduated yet, and I want to speak to the Ministry of Magic until you graduate Work for another 20 years."

Umbridge had received Fudge's words, although Harry had communicated with the Ministry of Magic, most of them were not visible, so he didn't dare to reveal it at all.

Harry raised his eyebrows, this Umbridge is really stupid, "Really? Do you think I need your permission to influence the decision of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Huh? No, not only my permission, but also everyone in the Ministry of Magic. I tell you, Harry Potter, no one will agree with you, the savior, to participate in the decision of the Ministry of Magic. What you need to do , is to use your reputation to cooperate with the work of the Ministry of Magic, so that maybe the Daily Prophet will give you a few headlines."

Harry smiled, did the few teaching assistants he hired beat the old girl too much?