[HP] When the arrogant young master meets a black-bellied girl

Harry has been isolated by a lot of people at school lately, except of course Hermione and Ron.Even Roy noticed this, because the students saw Harry as if they had seen a ghost.Roy was also isolated, but she was ridiculed by everyone, while Harry was feared by everyone.

Even though Dumbledore has said that Voldemort is back, there are still many people who don't believe it - they think Harry is a little liar and Dumbledore is an old fool.

Dark clouds hovered over the ceiling of the auditorium, and then hundreds of owls flew in through the skylight, flapping their wings and shaking off drops of rain that must have been raining heavily outside.

Roy had to move her grape juice out of the way to give her soggy owl a place to rest, with a soaked letter in its beak.

Draco glanced at the wax seal engraved with the Roy family crest on the seal, and restrained his vigilance.Except for the letters from Lowy's family, he had to go through everyone else carefully, lest someone plot against his fiancée.

And Draco's package was a rocket crossbow sent by Lucius. As soon as he opened the wrapping paper, a group of people in Slytherin immediately surrounded him enviously. The flattery faded away.

In the Potions class classroom in the morning, when the students heard the sound of closing the door, they immediately fell silent, and all movements stopped. Snape's expression was enough to make the noisy classroom sound disappear.

"Before today's class, I would like to properly remind you that in June you will take an important exam - OWLs, let's see how well you have learned in composition and magic potions. There is no doubt that the idiots in the class Still, I'm expecting you to barely pass a 'pass' on your Ordinary Wizarding Ranks, or suffer my displeasure."

Snape withdrew his gaze from Neville's face, and continued: "After this year is over, of course, many of you will stop studying with me, and I will only let excellent students enter my NEWTs magic potion class, That means some of you will be saying goodbye." He glanced at Roy and Draco, his tone softening, "but we still have a year before the time to happily say goodbye, so, Whether you want to try Ultimate Wizarding Levels or not, I recommend that you put all your energy into this class. Today we will make a potion, which is often tested on OWLs, a pacifier, used to calm and relieve restlessness and anxiety Emotions. If the ingredients are taken too much, they will put the person on the drug into a permanent sleep, so you need to be very careful about what you are doing."

Snape stopped talking, waved his wand, and words appeared on the blackboard.It says the method of making the moderator, and the required materials are in the storage cabinet, and it is stipulated that it will be ready within one and a half hours.

Roy and Draco were doing fine until they caught a whiff of rotten eggs.Neville looked at his cauldron in despair, and Snape looked at his black steaming unknown liquid with disgust, "Longbottom, imagine what this would become?"

"Mediate..." Neville said nervously, the cold sweat on his head growing even more.

"Tell me, Longbottom, can you read?" Snape said flatly, "Read the third line of the material."

Draco chuckled, and whispered in Roy's ear, "That idiot missed the dodder juice."

Roy noticed that Snape was looking towards them, put his index finger on Draco's lips to signal him to keep silent, and Draco, who turned his back to the professor, licked/licked Roy's fingertips, seeing Her face turned red, and the joyful smile on her face grew wider.

"BOOM!"

There was an explosion not far away, and Goyle was shouting that his cauldron was shattered and his robes were on fire.Draco's eyes widened in astonishment, while Roy remained motionless as if frozen. After a while, he slowly raised his hand to wipe off the thick liquid from half of his face, and then looked down at most of the dirty robe.

It was the first time Draco saw Roy's face so gloomy, and there seemed to be terrible resentment all around her.Draco was so scared that he forgot to give Roy a cleaning spell.

Snape's expression was also ugly. He swiped his wand to clean up the potion on Roy's body, and then said, "Don't worry, Roy, the ingredients are all mild. As long as you don't eat them, you'll be fine." It would be disfiguring, Pansy sighed regretfully.

"Thank you, Professor." Roy turned his head to Draco and said coldly, "You'd better tell Goyle not to dangle in front of my eyes these days."

"Of course, Your Majesty the Queen." Draco agreed sincerely, and then glared at Goyle.The latter hurriedly packed his things and sat in the seat farthest from Roy.

Year 12 seems to be a tough one, with all the professors stressing about final OWLs and more homework than ever.Snape was to write on [-]-inch parchment about the properties of the moonstone and its use in potions; Binns was to write an essay on a foot and a half battle of giants; Trelawney asked the students to record a Yue's dream, Roy has decided to drink the dreamless potion.Next up is Defense Against the Dark Arts, hope that Ms Umbridge doesn't add any more pressure.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Roy was immersed in her homework. Draco folded a bird to make her happy, and cast a spell to make the paper bird fly in the classroom.

It did attract Roy's attention very well. When the bird flew around and was about to come back, it suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes and landed in front of Roy.

The originally noisy classroom fell silent in an instant, and everyone stopped their movements when they saw Umbridge holding his wand.

"Good afternoon, boys." Umbridge said with a smirk in an affected tone, "I hope some people will not behave in my class that have nothing to do with this class. Well, now, Please put away your wands and get out your quills."

Roy felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard her deliberately high-pitched girlish voice, and everyone else took out their quills with depressed faces.

"There must be rewards for studying hard, otherwise you may end up in a mess. Your course has always been broken and incomplete, right? Changing teachers frequently, not taking a course approved by the Ministry of Magic, the unfortunate result is Your grades are much less than what is required in the OWLs."

Roy flipped through the textbook and found that it didn't teach any defensive spells at all, it was all boring theories.Soon, Hermione was posing the question to Umbridge.

"Spells?" Umbridge let out a thin laugh. "Spells are not required in my classes."

"Can't use spells?!" Ron yelled.

"You will learn defensive magic in a safe way." Umbridge's smile is very uncomfortable, "The Ministry of Magic believes that learning basic theory can pass OWLs. After all, this is the purpose of teaching..." Roy finally He raised his hand unbearably, "Miss Lowy, do you have any questions?"

"Yes," Roy raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure you can defend against black magic attacks with these theories alone?"

As soon as she asked this sentence, the eyes of the students lit up.Lowe is in a terrible mood today, and this unlovable new professor has clearly worn out her patience.

"Are you an education specialist in the Department of Magic, Miss Lowy?" Umbridge asked her with a false smile.

"of course not."

"Okay, then I'm afraid you are not qualified to question me. The wizards who are smarter than you and have rich experience have already determined for us what to learn. You will learn the defensive spell in a safe and risk-free way."

Roy laughed lightly, and sarcastically said, "When we are in danger, should we read a theory to the enemy?"

"There's no danger out there, my dear, who would attack a child like you?" Umbridge's voice sharpened with excitement.

"Oh, really?" Under Roy's smile, his anger had reached boiling point.

When she was conflicting about whether to continue arguing, or choose to endure in silence, someone in Gryffindor shouted, "Who knows, maybe it's Voldemort?!"

As soon as Harry's words came out of his mouth, the students in the classroom began to whisper, and some people's faces turned paler, while Draco waited with one hand to drag his chin.

Umbridge turned a grim glance to Harry, and she smiled and said, "Ten points from Gryffindor."

The classroom fell silent, everyone was looking at Umbridge and Harry.

"One thing I want to make clear," an unconvincing smile appeared on Umbridge's generous mouth, "Someone told you that a dark wizard has reappeared, this is a lie..."

"I'm not lying!" Harry retorted passionately. "I've seen him! Fought him!"

"Mr. Potter, you have already lost 10 points to your house, don't make things worse." Umbridge looked at Harry and said word by word, trying to maintain her face smirk.

The irritated Harry was obviously furious, and continued to shout regardless: "Are you saying that Cedric Diggory died suddenly?!"

This sentence made everyone take a deep breath. Roy pursed her lips tightly and took a deep breath. She was trying to restrain her emotions, maybe it was anger, maybe it was sadness.

"The death of Cedric Diggory was an accidental tragedy..."

Harry cut her off sharply, "Voldemort killed him! You know that!"

"Enough!" Umbridge roared, the classroom fell silent immediately, and her tone gradually softened, "Stop talking, come to my office later, Mr. Potter."

Potter was punished by Umbridge with a week's labor service, and everyone was talking about Harry as they dined in the Great Hall.Roy was glad that he didn't lose his mind and quarrel with Umbridge impulsively, but he still sympathized with Harry. Who knows what that terrible pink toad will do?

Then, Roy heard Professor McGonagall and Umbridge arguing outside the hall——

"Professor, what do you think of me?"

"When you are punishing my students, please abide by the school's existing regulations."

"Did I hear you right? You seem to be questioning my authority over my students, Minerva."

Some students walked over curiously, including Roy and Draco.

"I don't mean that, Dolores. What I'm questioning is your corporal punishment of students." Professor McGonagall was wearing a black robe, which made her tall and thin, and looked down at Umbridge.

Umbridge walked up a flight of stairs, trying to look at McGonagall, "I feel very sorry, but to question me is to question the Ministry of Magic, which is to question the Minister/Minister himself. I am very tolerant, but I Disloyalty to ministers will not be tolerated."

Professor McGonagall sneered, "Unfaithful?"

Umbridge glanced at the surrounding students, and said in a warning tone: "The situation at Hogwarts is worse than I imagined. The minister/minister will definitely take emergency measures immediately."