Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 320 The Disgusting Toad Umbridge

Obviously, Ms. Toad didn't know what politeness was, she took Dumbledore's politeness for granted.She even bent over and smirked at Dumbledore: "Thank you, Headmaster, thank you for such a warm welcome speech."

There is no doubt that Dumbledore was obviously not welcoming her just now, he was just making a regular speech.What's worse is that Ms. Toad's voice is high, high-pitched, and breathy, like a little girl's voice, which gives people a strong disgust. There is no way to explain what this is for, but there is no reason to hate everything about this woman.

Ms. Toad cleared her throat with another cough and continued, "Well, I must say, it's great to be back at Hogwarts!" She grinned, showing her sharp teeth, "It's great to see these happy little faces looking up at me."

"Damn, I'm feeling sick." Professor Flitwick looked very painful, he covered his mouth and turned his head away, Hera was not much better, he tried his best not to look at Lady Toad, so as not to announce the dinner he was digesting to the public.

"It's really disgusting." Hera said with a bitter face. He couldn't imagine how he would spend the next school year. Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't ask him to be an assistant teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, otherwise it would definitely drive him crazy.

"I am eager to get to know you all soon, I am sure we will become very good friends!"

Hearing this, Hera looked at Professor Flitwick pessimistically. Can't this woman shut her stinky mouth?It was torture to listen to her.

"I'm curious who will be her friend." Hera whispered to Professor Flitwick. He really couldn't imagine who would be her friend, no one would like her, never.

The students whispered, whispered, and giggled, and the auditorium was buzzing.They start chatting cheerfully with their friends or sharing their holiday stories because Lady Toad starts saying dry, meaningless things.Moreover, her tone was extremely serious, and some of the anger in her voice was gone.

"The Ministry of Magic has always believed that educating young wizards is a very important thing. You are born with some valuable gifts." She said dryly, bowing to the other teachers from time to time, but no one paid attention to her, and none of the teachers bowed their heads back to her.Even the most well-behaved Professor McGonagall was no exception, her two black hairs were tightly twisted together, making her look like a hawk.

And Hera and Professor Flitwick were chatting very passionately. Hera even showed Flitwick the Quibbler that he had been reading on the train before, and they directly ignored the disgusting Ms. Toad.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout exchanged meaningful glances. They were the deans of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff respectively. They could almost be said to have the right to speak in the classroom. They exchanged glances silently, and their disgust was undisguised.

"The successive headmasters of Hogwarts have all innovated when shouldering the important task of managing this historically famous school, which is entirely due, because if there is no progress, it will stagnate and decline. However, at the same time, the practice of progress for the sake of progress should never be powerless. Our tradition has passed through"

In fact, Ms. Toad's speech is hard not to distract people, because she always keeps talking over and over again. This lengthy discovery is completely different from the style of Hogwarts. Dumbledore usually makes very short and concise speeches, not like the Ms. Toad in front of him, which is a bureaucratic accent.

The students had already started to fight about this matter, and they chatted a little unscrupulously - after a little trial, they found that they didn't get the anger of the professors, so they ignored Ms. Toad's speech.

Except for the professors at the guest chair who are patiently maintaining the minimum respect, no one cares about her anymore.Even Professor McGonagall was sitting with her head down in her seat, and she was fiddling with her nails like nothing could be more interesting than that.

".Because some changes achieve good results, and others, in due time, will be found to be mistakes in decision-making. At the same time, some old habits will be retained, which will be justified, and some habits will be outdated, and must be discarded. Let us continue to move forward into a new era of enlightened, efficient and reasonable, insisting on maintaining what should be maintained, perfecting what needs to be perfected, and discarding what we should prohibit."

She sat down, and the scene went cold for a while, because no one was listening to her speech, and didn't even notice when she sat down. Hera was even leaning on the table and laughing. Flitwick almost fell off his chair laughing when he saw the cartoon of Black Fudge above.

If Dumbledore hadn't started applauding, no one would have noticed that Lady Toad ended her speech.Even so, she received very little applause, and Professor McGonagall put away her hands after a symbolic clap.And when Hera and Professor Flitwick reacted, there was no applause in the auditorium - before they started applauding, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech was very enlightening." He bowed to her as he spoke, "Okay, as I said just now, the selection of Quidditch will be held"

"What's her name?" Hera asked in a low voice.

"Umbridge, Dolores Umbridge, that seems to be the name, I've heard of her before." Professor Flitwick whispered, and glanced at Ms. Toad with disgust, "She seems to be Fudge's confidant."

"In that case, I can understand why she is so annoying." Hera nodded thoughtfully. This is by no means a good signal. It shows that the Ministry of Magic is intervening in Hogwarts. Not only did they control public opinion and prevent the public from believing that Voldemort has returned, but they even extended their hands into Hogwarts.

Connelly Fudge, what a fool.

There was a sound of clashing tables, chairs and benches around. It was obvious that Dumbledore had announced the dismissal of the teachers and students of the school, because everyone stood up and prepared to leave the auditorium.Hera and Professor Flitwick were also going back to their offices.

Hera didn't care much about what the Ministry of Magic did, as long as he didn't provoke him, otherwise he didn't mind saying bad things to the black and white devil at the same time, and I believe they would take his advice.As for Umbridge?
Just a clown.

Hera left the auditorium directly, ignoring Umbridge who tried to stop him, he heard it, but he didn't want to pay attention at all.

Umbridge was so angry that he stomped his feet on the guest table. Fudge had told her that the only person she could possibly win over at Hogwarts was Hera, because he was a money-hungry guy, which Fudge had seen a few years ago.And Hera now seems to be someone Dumbledore trusts very much, and it is a very good thing to be able to win over Hera.

Unfortunately, Hera didn't give her this chance.

He went back to the office on the fourth floor, which was still the familiar office, but the loss of Penello made Hera feel a little dazed for a while.

"Ha, she should be doing well in Beauxbatons now." Hera muttered while sitting on a chair, "It's better than Hogwarts. The current British wizarding world is really a mess."

Boom boom boom!
There was a sudden knock on the door, Hera was not in a hurry, he was a little too full to move.

Boom boom boom!
There was another knock on the door.Hera sat on the chair and didn't want to move at all. He shouted towards the door: "Who?"

"It's me, Mr. Lestrange, Professor Umbridge." A timid and disgusting girlish voice came from outside the door.

"Sorry, it's too late, I'm already asleep." Hera covered her mouth so as not to spit it out.

Umbridge outside the door was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't think that he had failed in his mission, "Mr. Lestrange, I want to talk to you."

"Sorry, I don't think so, it's too late." Hera shouted loudly again.

"Ok."

Umbridge looked as if he had given up, and there was no more knocking at the door.Hera leaned back on the chair, narrowing her eyes and thinking, what did the toad come to him for?Is there anything inconvenient for Dumbledore?

Thinking of this, Hera didn't even continue to think about it. He straightened his cloak and prepared to find Dumbledore. If he encountered any problems, it was obviously the best decision to find Dumbledore. No matter what, he was still the wisest existence in the castle.

Of course, this is just a pretext, and Hera is more concerned about how much Dumbledore has investigated about the Horcrux.He had always wanted to ask Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was too busy to see him at all. Now that school started, it was a good opportunity.

Pushing open the door, carefully looking at both sides of the corridor, and making sure that Umbridge was not seen, Hera carefully closed the door and tiptoed towards the upstairs.Dumbledore's office was on the eighth floor, and he needed to be careful not to bump into Umbridge. Even though it was extremely unlikely, Hera still didn't want to bump into her.

Passing between the two stone monsters, stepping up the spiral stone staircase, and pushing open the shiny oak door, Hera entered the principal's office.

"Oh, Hera, it's so late, what's the matter?" Dumbledore was pacing back and forth behind his desk, his brows were troubled, but his eyes lit up slightly when he saw Hera.

"Professor Dumbledore, that toad from the Ministry of Magic—Ms. Umbridge just came to see me." Hera said softly. He pulled a chair and sat across from Dumbledore's table.

Dumbledore sat down on his big throne-like chair, and he stretched out and gently rubbed his temples, "She looks like she wants to talk to you?"

"I think so, but I don't know what we have to talk about," said Hera dryly, wanting nothing to do with Lady Toad.

Dumbledore smiled, "Maybe it's just a walk between new colleagues."

"Perhaps." Hera looked very distressed, but he immediately changed the topic and raised his own doubts, "Professor Dumbledore, where have you investigated now? Do you have any clues about the Horcrux?"

Dumbledore smiled wryly, "I'm sorry, Hera, I've let you down. I've been working between the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot this holiday, and I haven't had enough experience investigating Horcruxes." His dark blue pupils flickered, "In the next few days, I may need to ask you. I may have to leave Hogwarts for a while to go out and investigate."

"Isn't it?" Hera quickly declined: "Last year, I was only disguised for a few days, and I was attacked by Little Barty. I feel that I have not lived as thrillingly as last year in the past ten years."

"Hera, your quality is more and more reflected at this time." Dumbledore's eyes were fixed on Hera. "The more critical the situation is, the more you can see the excellence of a person."

"Maybe you're right, but I never thought I was good enough." Hera said dryly, he would rather be a mediocre person if it would make him safer.

"About the Horcrux, I'm arranging someone to investigate. Trust me, I'll let you know when there's news." Dumbledore said softly, and at the same time tapped the table with his knuckles.

"Okay, professor, then I'll go back first." Hera grabbed the hem of the cloak and got up to leave.But Dumbledore's voice stopped him, "How about that wand? Is it handy?"

Hera's footsteps paused, "To be honest, it feels much easier to use than before."

"Please forgive the forgetfulness of a bad old man, I have to emphasize it again." Dumbledore looked very serious, and he stood up.

"Don't let the power blind you, will you?" Hera said before Dumbledore.Dumbledore smiled wryly, "Yes, it seems that you remember clearly."

"Of course, who am I?" Hera gave Dumbledore a blank look. He couldn't understand why Dumbledore cared so much about this wand. Could there be something in it that he didn't notice?

But apart from the fact that the wand casts spells more smoothly, there seems to be nothing unusual about it?

"By the way, can you keep an eye on Professor Umbridge for me? It would be best not to miss her when she's in class."

"I think you will have other more suitable candidates." Hera stared, he didn't want to get involved with Toad.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "You are the best candidate."

Hera was silent, he understood what Dumbledore meant, because he had taught this course, and because he was probably the only 'idle person' in Hogwarts.

"Okay, I will pay attention." Hera said these words slowly, turned and left the principal's office.

Dumbledore heaved a long sigh, watched Hera leave, and at the same time started pacing behind the desk again.

"Make good use of it."

Hera returned to the office, his mood even worse.

(End of this chapter)