Diverging through HP

On the first Hogsmeade village in October, Hermione Granger mysteriously dragged Julie to the Pig's Head pub. There were already many people sitting in the pub, and a group of students in the corner were chatting about something.

"Self-study Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Julian listened quietly for a while before asking.

"Yes." Hermione Granger nodded. "We all know Voldemort, Voldemort has appeared again, we can't sit still and just rely on the books in the school."

When Hermione Granger said Voldemort's name, the other students were so scared that they couldn't even speak clearly.

"Umbridge agrees?"

"It's Professor Umbridge." Hermione Granger corrected Julie.

Julie raised her eyebrows and didn't answer.Hermione Granger didn't care either, or she was used to it so she didn't care.

"But it can't conflict with Quidditch training." Gryffindor's Quidditch captain raised his hand, and students from the other two houses also echoed.

Hermione Granger nodded, and took out a piece of paper to sign.

"What are you doing?" Seeing Julie frequently looking at the black-robed witch at the back table, Ron Weasley moved his butt towards Harry Potter, asking.

"It's not very comfortable." Based on the various bad incidents about black robes on the Internet in her previous life, even though she knew it was impossible, Julie still liked to think wildly.

"Okay, let me know when you book the time and place, I'll go first."

Umbridge, who has lost his position as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, is more free. Every day he has nothing to do, he just goes to and from various classrooms with his notebook or checks the "unqualified" places in the school.Not to mention the professors and students now, even Filch was getting sick of her.

"At eight o'clock in the evening, across from the tapestry on the eighth floor where the troll beat Barnabas with a stick." Julie looked at the note in her hand, and squinted at Umbridge who was sitting in the corner with her head tilted. The professor is pacing up.

Umbridge had been sitting in the corner after being choked by Professor McGonagall long before class, his face so dark that he didn't know what to remember.But based on the reaction of Professor Trelawney in the previous divination class, that probably wasn't a good thing either.

"Very good, five points for Slytherin." Seeing Julie skillfully cast the disappearing spell, Professor McGonagall nodded.

Julie returned a smile.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Julie arrived on the eighth floor on time. The Gryffindor trio had already arrived and were looking at the room curiously.

"Wow, there are still rooms like this in the school, and they haven't been requisitioned by the professors?" There are some weird instruments that Julie has never seen before in the room, and there are several large bookshelves by the wall, and there are many books on them. Books about attacking and defending counterattacks.

"These training stun spells are just right." Ron Weasley kicked the cushion, looking very excited.

"Wow!" Before the others answered, there was an exclamation from the door. Neville Longbottom and his party came in, looking at the furnishings in the room in amazement.

After everyone arrived, Hermione Granger struggled with the name of the group, and finally decided on Ginny Weasley's "DA", the Defense Association, also known as Dumbledore's Army.

"Let's practice the disarming spell first."

"Mr. Longbottom." Julie stopped Neville Longbottom with an inviting gesture.

"Expelliarmus." Julie struck out first, and Neville Longbottom's wand flew to the bookshelf in an instant.

"The wand is flying." Harry Potter recalled Neville Longbottom's wand with the Flying Charm and handed it to him, patting him on the shoulder to encourage him.

The two fought back and forth a few times, but Neville Longbottom might have been too nervous, and there would always be spell mistakes or excessive moves.

"Don't be nervous." Julie moved her body to avoid the spell attack. "Your enemy will not be merciful like me, aim at the point."

"What are you doing?" Hermione Granger signaled Ron Weasley to stop, and asked curiously as she watched Julie dodge and refuse to fight back.

"I'm experimenting. Your enemy is not a wooden stake standing there without moving." Julie raised her hand. "Disarm you."

"We have to practice beforehand."

As a result, the already chaotic room became even more chaotic. At the end of the agreed-upon two-person practice, they didn't know who was attacking whom. Everyone yelled and fell on the cushions.

After that, "DA" organized several times, but Julie only went once.She doesn't really want to get involved with wizards. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't control herself very well at the beginning, then Hogwarts, the only magic school in the UK, would really be just a name for Julie. It's over.

Knowing that history predicts that history will change history and so on, Julie, whose two lives add up to nearly [-], really doesn't have that lofty ambition.

Afterwards, Julie received another Gallon, and Hermione Granger also attached a piece of paper explaining its use.After reading Julie, she threw it into the fireplace and burned it. In the common room, Draco Malfoy was mobilizing the Quidditch players.

But to be honest, this is really not a good idea, and I don't know what Captain Montague thinks.

Julie didn't go to the Quidditch game, no matter what other people said about the Quidditch game, Julie excused that she still owed a lot of homework and couldn't watch it.

Well, that's no excuse.

It was precisely because Julie didn't go to see it that she didn't know until dinner that there was a brawl on the field. Draco Malfoy was injured by two Gryffindor players and sent to the medical room.

After eating, the girls chatted about what gift to take to visit the doctor, while the boys discussed the competition.

"Aren't you going?" Blaise Zabini asked, sitting next to Julie.

"Where are you going?" Julie wrote in square characters with a pencil, without looking up.

"Medical room." Blaise Zabini looked curiously at the square words on the notebook. "Is this Muggle writing?"

"Probably." Julie closed the notebook and stood up.

"Really not going?"

"Since it's impossible, why give hope." Julie looked at Blaise Zabini amusedly, and Julie noticed that Pansy was coming out of the dormitory door.

The common room was quiet for a while after hearing what Julie said. Everyone exchanged glances and wanted to speak but was afraid of her presence.

Julie didn't intend to play any game of refusal and welcome, she is a selfish person.She had fantasized about living and dying for love when she was a teenager, and it was just a fantasy.

"Education Order No. 25?" Julie looked at the bulletin board and suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"Miss Hiddleston." The delicate high-pitched voice sounded again, and Julie turned around, and Dorelos Umbridge in a pink dress was standing behind her.

"Ah, Mr. Umbridge, ah no, it's Ms. Umbridge." Julie bowed in an exaggerated salute, and the students who heard Julie's address covered their mouths and laughed.

Umbridge's face was livid, but he finally held back, and said again: "What a naughty boy."

"I'm so well-behaved." Julie straightened her hair. "If you don't believe me, ask other professors."

There were more and more students, pointing at Umbridge.

Umbridge also knew that she had a bad reputation among the students, so he held back a smile and looked at Julie.

No wonder he got to be the minister's confidant.Julie sighed.

"Ma'am, it's time for breakfast, for example, let's go to eat first."

The author has something to say: Regarding the lack of update the day before yesterday, the first reason is because I went to see the little spider, and the second reason is that I collapsed.

Here I would like to advise the little cuties not to rely on themselves to be indifferent because they are still young. I was like this before, but this time I just knelt down.

In and, it could have been updated more than an hour earlier, but I quit Baidu and downloaded more than 1000 words and it was gone. Re-coded