[HP] Tsundere from afar

Dinner tonight is very rich, there are cream finger biscuits, and various small cakes, including my favorite chicken drumsticks. I think my waist will turn into breasts after tonight.Everyone was talking about the summer vacation, and every long table was full of laughter, and it was very warm under the brilliant lights.

"Good evening, children!" Dumbledore stood on the stage to start the new school year. He was still in good spirits and radiant. "This school year, the teacher arrangement has changed. Welcome back Professor Graplan, who will be in charge of magical creatures." class, and Professor Hagrid will be separated from everyone for a short period of time, and we will welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher ---

Dolores.Professor Umbridge! "

I almost squirted pumpkin juice on Ernie, the name was my worst summer nightmare!

I put my eyes on the teacher's desk, and I saw the disgusting woman in the newspaper. Her real image is not too much. She is wearing a pink wizard robe and a pink pleated hat, with a fat body and a contrived expression. , at this moment she was coughing lightly at Dumbledore like a little girl.

"I believe everyone will join me in wishing her good luck." Dumbledore continued as if he hadn't heard, "As usual..."

The repulsive woman coughed softly again, and this time even the students couldn't ignore her, and all eyes were focused on her face, but I think it's worth looking at her.

She stood up and walked in front of Dumbledore with a decent-looking but strange step, and she started her speech with no respect for Dumbledore, which made me feel weird.

"She looks weird." Hannah gave me a complicated expression.

"It's weird for an old woman to wear pink." I winked at Hannah. "I don't think my Defense Against the Dark Arts class will be much better this year."

Umbridge smiled kindly at us, even though her behavior was not polite at all: "Thank you Headmaster, thank you for your speech. Seeing everyone's happy and bright smiling faces makes me feel very happy. I am sure that we will be very good." friend."

She turned and said to us in a superior tone: "The Ministry of Magic has always attached great importance to the education of young wizards. Although every headmaster pours fresh blood into the school, this method is not worth advocating. Let us learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses. Remove those practices that are not needed."

After speaking, she actually laughed like some kind of small creature, and even laughed out loud.Now I covered my ears directly, and felt that my ears were severely injured, and I was about to spit out what I just ate... Dumbledore's expression almost wanted to say haha.

"Hannah, I want to skip class tomorrow!"

"Me too."

Although most of the Hufflepuffs didn't understand what this woman was saying, they all silently looked away because it was really a bit eye-catching.

When I returned to the dormitory, I found a prefect badge on Hannah’s school robe, which surprised me for a while. It turned out that the prefect badge had been sent to Hannah’s home during the summer vacation.

"You are the female prefect, what about the male prefect?" I touched the badge on Hannah's chest in doubt, and successfully made Hannah slap my thief away with a red face.

"It's Ernie!"

I'm happy now, because Hufflepuff's prefect is my best friend, which proves that I can be lawless.But Hannah still told me she would watch me get up.

Although I am not a prefect, I am a little disappointed, but I still think very clearly.Because I am not the heroine of a romance novel, I knew I was cannon fodder from the time I almost died in the third grade.

Even if I'm taller than most people.

I really wanted to skip class the next day, and it was rare for Hannah to agree with me, because she stayed late last night on night watch as a prefect and couldn't get up this morning.But I still got up strong, because Boer has been in the cage for a long time because of no food and went crazy——

I want to eat owls tonight, fried, steamed, braised, boiled, grilled and marinated.

When Hannah and I walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, there was a lot of noise in the classroom.Before that Umbridge arrived, the magic paper crane cast by a girl in Gryffindor floated right in front of me, and I jumped up happily and touched the paper crane.

"Eve, here."

Draco put on the school robe today, and he still has the same temperament. I noticed that he also has a prefect badge on his chest, which is very honorable. My boyfriend is a prefect.He pointed to the seat in front of me, and I sat down with Hannah holding hands.

Although Draco's father seemed to disapprove of our contact, Draco really didn't think much about it.In the eyes of us teenagers, it seems that falling in love does not require parental consent, although I know very well that the final result may not be satisfactory.

"Good morning, Draco." I waved to him.

He raised his eyebrows, twirled around my wrist, and suddenly muttered: "You don't really use that bracelet as an anklet, do you?"

In fact, I forgot to wear it, but I felt afraid to tell the truth to Draco, a narrow-minded boyfriend.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and I looked forward suspiciously. Just now, the cute paper crane was burned into ashes and fell in front of the Gryffindor girl. This somewhat insulting and coercive measure made the classroom quiet all of a sudden.

"She's like a pink toad," a Gryffindor nearby muttered maliciously.

"If it were me, I wouldn't wear such a color." I wrinkled my nose at Hannah beside me.

"Eve, you must look better in pink than her." Draco suddenly called out to me from behind.

"Don't compare me to her, Draco!"

Umbridge, still dressed in pink, stood at the door of the classroom and smiled at us, although it looked like a smirk: "Good morning, children."

She waved her wand and wrote on the blackboard: "Intermediate wizard qualification examination O.W.Ls, as long as you study hard, you will pass it smoothly. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious."

As soon as she said it was serious, Hufflepuff's little badgers shrank their heads collectively, because the exam was indeed so strict that it was easy to repeat a grade, and most of the repeaters were Hufflepuff.

Umbridge sent us a new book without any mention of practical lessons or wands. After flipping through the book, Hermione raised her hand and said, "Does it include the use of defensive spells?"

"Using spells?!" Umbridge suddenly laughed shrillly, as if in disbelief. "Do I still need to use spells in my class?"

"Don't even use magic?" Ron couldn't help asking.

Umbridge approached them like a lump of pink goo: "You'll learn defensive spells while you're safe."

"But what's the difference between this way of learning and Muggles, we are wizards." Hannah touched me, and she whispered in my ear.Although my spells and magic defense are not good, I very much agree with her point of view.

"If we're safe if we don't get attacked, what's the use of learning this?" Harry directly expressed his own opinion, although it was everyone's opinion.

But when Umbridge faced Harry, it was as annoying as if she saw something dirty. She took a deep breath and refuted Harry: "In my classroom, you should raise your hand before you speak!"

She turned her back, and when she turned around, she had a hypocritical and kind face: "The Ministry of Magic believes that the mastery of theoretical knowledge is enough for you to pass the exam smoothly, and this is the meaning of the school."

"But how do we arm ourselves with theory to face danger?!" Harry asked again.

"There's no danger at all, dear." Umbridge's eyes were fixed on Harry, and he tried to speak kindly. "Who do you think would attack a child like you?"

"Oh, I don't know." Harry also looked a little angry, his emerald eyes seemed to burst into flames: "Maybe it's Voldemort."

When the name was blurted out, the whole classroom fell into silence, and everyone lowered their heads.Although many people have never faced Voldemort himself, that dark memory must have left a painful image on the adult wizards in the wizarding world.

Maybe all wizards are Hufflepuffs when it comes to Voldemort.

Umbridge's expression froze there, panic and anger flashed in her eyes, and then she walked slowly to Harry's side: "Let me put it bluntly, someone told you that there was once a dark and powerful wizard who It's a lie."

"It's not a lie, I've seen him and fought him!" Harry snapped at Umbridge, looking eager to defend himself.

"Stay after class, Mr Potter!" Umbridge screamed, turning away from Harry.Suddenly they argued, Harry holding on to Voldemort, and Umbridge holding on to Harry as a liar, until finally Umbridge's screams made us all frown.

"Enough!" The woman exploded like a ball of pink yarn.

I actually admire Harry, because not everyone has the courage to go against an old woman who symbolizes the authority of the Ministry of Magic.

"She has absolutely no husband." Ernie touched Hannah. "Maybe her mistress is Fudge."

"You despise Fudge's aesthetics too much." I raised my eyebrows.

I bet I'll never want to wear pink again, it's such a shade.

When Harry went to Umbridge's office, I suddenly thought of something. It seemed that Umbridge in the original plot was the kind of perverted professor who would impose punishment. This made me stop Harry a bit worried.

"Harry, if Umbridge makes it difficult for you, just admit your mistake." I said to him a little embarrassedly, if it were a Hufflepuff like me, I would probably kneel down to her OK.

Harry obviously didn't understand my thoughts: "What?"

"Don't worry about things like dignity when necessary." I patted Harry on the shoulder, regardless of right and wrong afterwards, brother can only help you so far!