Hogwarts Shippuden

Bright red ink left a line on the parchment.

At the same time, it also appeared on Umbridge's face in the form of a wound.

Hong Yanyan's wound seemed to have been carved with a knife, sinking deep into Umbridge's flesh.

Umbridge cried out in pain.

"Stop writing! Stop writing!"

She rushed towards Hannah just like the Evil God of Fire Cloud who had used the toad skill.

A layer of white steam rose from Hannah's feet, and the high temperature of hundreds of degrees instantly made Umbridge shrink back at a faster speed than before, like lightning.

Hannah looked back and smiled, "Sorry, Professor, I haven't realized my mistake yet."

She lifted the pen and made another stroke on the parchment.

I saw a new line of writing appearing below the line of writing on Umbridge's face at the same speed as Hannah's writing.

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Red blood gushed down Umbridge's face.

In order to prevent Umbridge's screams from being heard by students passing by in the corridor outside the office, Hannah kindly released a few blocking spells on the door.

Not only did it block Umbridge's voice from leaking out, but it also blocked the possibility of her trying to escape and calling for help from others.

And just like that, Hannah wrote over and over on the parchment: I can't contradict the professor.

The same wounds appeared on Umbridge's body one after another.

Hannah wrote that was a delight.

She has never loved writing more than she does now.

I don't know how long it took, the wailing behind gradually faded, and Hannah turned around, only to notice that Umbridge had turned into a **** man, lying in a pool of blood.

Looking at her dying appearance with less air in and out more, it is obvious that she will not live long.

Hannah stood up and looked at Umbridge on the ground with some sympathy, "Professor, what's the matter with you?"

It's a pity that Umbridge has now fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss, and can't hear Hannah's words, or she will spit on Hannah's face if she tries to die.

A layer of green light appeared in Hannah's palm.

As she pressed her palm to the dying pink toad on the ground, she saw the pool of blood accumulated under Umbridge flowing back into the wounds on her body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wounds on her body also began to heal rapidly.

After a moment, Hannah stood up, took her wand from her pocket, and pointed it at Umbridge's head.

"It's all empty."

Under Hannah's manipulation, Umbridge's memory was tampered with.

When she woke up, she would only think that she had punished Hannah severely with the quill that she had cast black magic on, and would not remember her **** torture.

Of course, memory tampering is not permanent.

When Hannah released the spell on her, those tampered memories would make Umbridge relive them as they were and carefully.

The scene at that time must have been quite happy.

After all this was done, Hannah left Umbridge's office in a rather happy mood.

…

In the days that followed, Umbridge appeared in the classrooms of other professors as a Hogwarts High Inquisitor, acting like a nobody.

There are four courses at Hogwarts that often require wands, namely Defense Against the Dark Arts, Defense Against Magic, Transfiguration, and Charms.

Except for Umbridge's Dark Defense, and McGonagall's Transfiguration.

The other two courses, which involved learning spells for combat use, were both ordered by Umbridge to undergo security reforms.

Umbridge's practice, the Ministry of Magic's meaning has been quite obvious, that is, students are strictly prohibited from combat training.

In other words, stifling the growth of students.

The Ministry of Magic isn't hiring anymore anyway.

In this group of students who graduated in June this year, with the exception of Percy, who was rejected by Nurmengard due to his character, all other students with relatively good grades were taken away by Nurmengard.

Even some neutral pure-blood families that Voldemort tried to win over quietly sent their children to Nurmengard.

Those assigned to the Ministry of Magic, or the Death Eaters under Voldemort's command, were really few, and they were all crooked.

In such a situation, the Ministry of Magic, which was manipulated by Voldemort, simply broke the jar.

Restricting students' training in combat is just the first step for the Ministry of Magic.

In the following time, they will further stifle the growth of the students through Umbridge, until they are finally cultivated into a group of useless waste.

If I can't recruit talents, Nurmengard can't even try to recruit them.

This is their general idea.

…

At the same time, Konoha Village, the Hogwarts staff community.

After being asked by Umbridge to carry out security reforms in the course of attack and defense, Snape simply stopped the course and took a semester off.

Snape had been obsessed with the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, just like his former employer, the No-Nose Monster.

And this semester, he finally got his wish.

Although the name of this course is different from the original Defense Against the Dark Arts, the fillings inside are the same, so it does not affect it.

But Umbridge's teaching style wasn't what he wanted.

Originally, Snape could not take Umbridge, but Dumbledore told him to endure for a while before leaving the school.

Snape could pretend he couldn't see Umbridge's series of reforms, but he couldn't bear a fool pointing his finger at his course, so he simply stopped it.

It happened that he could study the resurrection stone while the class was suspended.

The position of a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, even the status of the fourth-generation Dark Lord, is not as important as Lily.

In the dark basement, Snape sat on a printed armchair and looked at the resurrection stone in his hand for a long time.

In the end, he sighed and removed the seal on the resurrection stone.

A moment later, the door to the underworld opened again, and Salazar Slytherin, dressed in a dark green robe, appeared in front of Snape again.

Despite being locked up by Snape for a long time in the small dark room, Slytherin did not get angry, and still maintained a rather elegant posture.

After all, he had endured the thousands of years he had been locked in the underworld, and it was not less than a few weeks.

He smiled evilly at Snape: "Why, are you interested in chatting now?"