Hogwarts wizard

"Don't worry, Minister Fudge..."

Dumbledore took a few steps forward. "Muggles can't see Dementors, but Squibs can. As far as I know, Mrs. Figg was also there at the time."

Fudge waved his hand, indicating that Dumbledore could invite witnesses.

After a while, Mrs. Figg came up. She was a little nervous facing these people.

"Mrs. Figg, don't be nervous, just tell me what you know."

Mrs. Figg glanced at Dumbledore.

"I went out that day and I felt something disturbing in the air and it was getting very cold."

"I thought something happened to Harry, so I went to look for him. When I saw the dementor, it was choking Harry's neck, while the other one was attacking a Muggle..."

Mrs. Figg told in detail what she saw at that time, whether Cornelius Fudge or the others believed it or not.

This is what she saw with her own eyes.

"Okay, that's it for today. Those who agree with Harry's expulsion raise their hands." Fudge said, and some people raised their hands.

What happened to Harry didn't matter to them.

"Raise your hands if you agree with Harry staying at Hogwarts."

This time there were obviously more people raising their hands, and Harry could stay in Hogwarts as he wished.

Time passed quickly, everyone left the Order of the Phoenix, and they embarked on the journey to Hogwarts.

Harry seemed to see Voldemort on the platform, but Jellal and the others were very sure that they did not. Jellal was a little worried about whether Harry's current mental state would have any impact on himself.

"What is this? What is that pulling the cart?" Harry asked. He saw something like a monster pulling the cart.

Jellal naturally saw it too.

"Harry, nothing is pulling the cart, they are still moving by themselves as before."

Without dwelling on the matter, Harry got into the car.

There was a blond woman in the car, "You read that right, I can see them too, you are just as sensible and sober as me."

"Who is she?" Ron asked Hermione secretly from the side.

"She's a crazy girl... No, I mean she's Luna Lovegood."

After Hermione finished speaking, she realized that her behavior just now didn't seem to be very polite, but she glanced at Luna and she seemed not to be angry.

"Your necklace is so interesting..." Hermione deliberately found a topic.

Because Luna had no friends before, she was still willing to answer Hermione's words, "This is actually a magic spell, used to prevent nymphs from getting hooked."

Well, she said so. Hermione suddenly lost the desire to communicate, while Harry and Ron were still thinking about what a hook was.

Luna glanced at Jellal, who had been silent, "You are very interesting."

"Thanks, I guess that's a compliment."

Jellal spoke.

There is a very grand ceremony at the beginning of every school year, and of course, this year is no exception. Dumbledore stood on the stage.

He opened his mouth and said, "Welcome everyone to the new school year. We have experienced a lot together before, and everyone is growing."

He looked at the people in the audience, everyone was looking forward to his next words.

"We are going to have a bit of a change this term. Professor Gramplan continues as Professor of Care of Magical Creatures and Hagrid will be resigning from this position."

Professor Gramplain stood up. To them, this course was the same no matter who taught it.

"There is also a new magic pattern class added by the Ministry of Magic. We have invited Professor Yuri Palchi!"

Palchi looked at those familiar faces and said, "I'm very happy to be able to teach everyone the magic pattern class. I hope everyone can have a brand new experience."

Everyone applauded, and the lower-grade students wailed, as the witches and wizards' schoolwork became more and more heavy.

Harry and the others were very happy. They had heard from Jellal about the magic pattern courses that would be added before, and now they felt a sense of anticipation.

"Also, we will have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester, Professor Dolores Umbridge."

When Dumbledore said this, he felt a little unnatural and his tone was very flat.

At this moment, Professor Dolores Umbridge, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, stood up and walked to Dumbledore's side.

Harry looked at her and said to everyone, "I saw her next to Fudge. She works for Fudge."

Jellal raised his eyebrows, and when Hermione saw this, she understood what this meant, "That means the Ministry of Magic is going to intervene in Hogwarts!"

"I'm very happy to see you. I feel very happy when I see your smiling faces. I hope you can become friends with me.

The teaching curriculum at Hogwarts needs to be reformed, and I hope to get your support! "

Umbridge spoke, seeming very interested in what would happen next at Hogwarts.

After all, she is from the Ministry of Magic, and whatever she does then can be said to be authorized by the Ministry of Magic.

"I'm really curious as to how she will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

Ron spoke.

"It can't be worse!" Jellal said. Looking at Professor Umbridge's look, it was obvious that the person who came here was ill-intentioned.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, "You should have heard about the Ordinary Wizarding Level, or OWL for short. If you fail, it will probably be very bad."

Just then she took out a stack of books and just waved her wand, and the books landed on everyone's desk.

"The Ministry of Magic has specially developed theoretical textbooks for you. If you can remember the knowledge in the book, you can easily pass the exam."

Hermione flipped through the book and said, "Professor Umbridge, but there is no magic spell in it. How can I defend against dark magic?"

"This is the decision of the Ministry of Magic. If there is no magic spell, everyone can have a relatively safe study."

Harry didn't understand. Without the spell, "What would we do if we were attacked?"

Umbridge was very dissatisfied with Harry's question. She turned her head and said, "You have to raise your hands when you speak in my class!"

"The Ministry of Magic believes that mastering theoretical knowledge can help you cope with those exams. Of course, you come to school to pass the exams."

Umbridge looked at them and said, she believed that the main task of these students was to pass the exams, and they came to school just to learn these theoretical knowledge.

Jellal raised his hand, "In this case, how are we going to face the dangers outside?"

"Really Jellal? Listen to me, there is no danger out there. Honey, do you think who would attack children like you?"

Umbridge doesn't agree with them talking about danger every day. In her opinion, there is no danger anywhere.

That's just a lie made up by these kids to get more attention.

At this moment Harry said, "I don't know, maybe it's Voldemort."

After hearing his words, Umbridge did not mention the issue of him not raising his hand, but looked at him with a sinister look on his face.

Then she walked into the crowd, "Let me say it again, I want to clarify one thing with you. Someone said to you that the dark wizard appeared again. This is a lie!"

Jellal did not raise his hand again, but looked directly at Professor Umbridge, "Professor Umbridge, are you saying that what we have experienced is all fake?"

"Shut up! That man is not coming back. I understand kids making up lies to get attention, but you shouldn't do this."

"We're just stating the facts," Harry said.

"Geral, Harry, you come to my office to find me after class."

Umbridge didn't say anything else after that, but asked everyone to read the textbook by themselves.

Jellal and Harry looked at each other. They really didn't expect that the Ministry of Magic would be so resistant to the fact that the mysterious man had returned.

"Geral, you are too impulsive." Hermione said, perhaps because of her intuition as a woman, she always felt that Professor Umbridge was not a good person.

"Don't worry, Hermione." Jellal said. They had experienced Voldemort and were not very afraid of Professor Umbridge.

They went because she was now a teacher at the academy and they couldn't go too far.

"If anything happens, you must tell Dean Dumbledore." Ron said.

When they arrived at Umbridge's office, Gerald and Hermione saw a lot of pictures of cats, but she herself was not as kind as these cats.

"You guys are here?"

"Sit down, you two write on the paper, I can't lie!"

She looked at Jellal and Harry and said, "Jeral, you are from the Dilaps family. You should know what that person means."

"No, I don't understand..." Jellal doesn't understand why they always talk about blood. Is pure blood or mixed blood really that important?

"Your lies will send the wizarding world into panic."

Umbridge said seriously.

"But that's not a lie."

Jellal continued while Umbridge looked at him, "As long as you admit it was a lie, you will be exempted from such punishment, which is a good choice for you."

"I'm not lying."

Hearing his words, Umbridge said, "That's a shame."

"Write it."

At this time, Harry asked, "Professor Umbridge, how many times should I write this?"

"Use these two pens and keep writing until you remember this sentence deeply!"

She pointed at the two quills on top, seemingly not thinking about the others, but she didn't prepare ink for them.

"No ink, Professor."

"Start writing. You don't need ink."

After saying that, she turned around and got ready to do her own thing.

The two of them started writing directly.

"Ah..." Harry exclaimed. Only then did he realize that with this pen, any words he wrote would appear on his left hand like a knife.

Jellal was the same at this time. He endured the pain. For him, this was far worse than the Cruciatus Curse!

"What's wrong, dear!" Professor Umbridge asked knowingly, looking at Harry and Jellal, she seemed to be in a very good mood.

"fine……"

Jellal and Harry were not people who would give in just because of this.

The special pen made deep and shallow marks on the backs of Jellal and Harry's left hands. It was very late before Umbridge let them go.

She expressed deep regret that they had not admitted their mistake.

"What did she call you for?" Hermione asked when they met the next day. She had been worried all night, wondering if Jellal and Harry had been treated unfairly.

"We're fine." Jellal said.

It was at this moment that Hermione noticed the wound on Harry's hand.

She grabbed Jellal's hand and looked at the back of his left hand, tears falling, "No, we have to tell Dean Dumbledore about this!"

After saying that, she would take Jellal and Harry to find Dean Dumbledore.

Jellal shook his head, "Dean Dumbledore has a lot of things going on right now. I guess he is already very stressed out."

Hermione could only give up, but she felt a little angry in her heart. She really didn't expect that Professor Umbridge would directly punish them corporally.

Fortunately, she did not pursue the matter further.

……

"What I'm teaching you today is a magic pattern, which needs to be blessed with a magic spell."

Yuri Palch was talking on the stage. The magic pattern class was also instructed by the Ministry of Magic, but there were external forces involved. The Ministry of Magic did not compile books, so Palch just picked up practical information and taught them, trying to make them more popular. They can learn the most comprehensive knowledge.

"I'll interrupt, Professor Palch, I'm afraid you can't do this. You can't learn spells at Hogwarts right now."

Professor Umbridge was listening to his class and said, "You can only teach the knowledge of magic patterns. Magic spells are not within the scope allowed by the Ministry of Magic."

Hearing her words, Yuri Palchi shook his head, "Professor Umbridge misunderstood. I did not explain the spell. This spell is an auxiliary to the magic pattern. I just released it for everyone to take a look. , if you are also interested, you can also study together."

Hearing her words, Umbridge stared at him. She could not directly attack Partch. Partch was well-known and very respected in the circle of ancient runes.

"That's no need." But she didn't leave.

In her eyes, magic patterns are triggered by ancient magic patterns, which is obscure and difficult to understand. Even if this group of people really works hard to learn it, there are only a few people who can learn it.

In her opinion, the magic pattern course was really useless, and she didn't know who it was, so Cornelius Fudge had to agree to offer this course.

It's just a matter of opening it. They won't be able to learn it anyway, and it's a waste of good time. Isn't this exactly what she wants?

She became happy when she thought of this, and she also became more and more pleased with Professor Palchi.

Parchi did have a good way of teaching, but this magic pattern was really difficult. They listened carefully, but they couldn't even do the most basic task of eliciting the magic power from the ancient magic pattern.

After one class, I felt like I had learned nothing, and Professor Umbridge was very satisfied with this.