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In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the little wizards were discussing what they had played during the holidays, or what interesting things they had heard.

Others are wondering whether the news in the Daily Prophet is accurate.

Lilith glanced at the letter Rita had sent her.

That is to say, because of writing about the Dark Lord, the Ministry of Magic almost overthrew the Daily Prophet.

But because of this, she also gained more crazy fans.

Also, if you want to request something, you can ask her to write some exaggerated remarks...

"Hmm!" A high-pitched voice coughed.

Lilith put the letter away and looked up. It's Umbridge in pink. She stepped on a pair of pointed high heels and walked onto the podium.

Seeing people quiet down, she smiled. "Good morning, kids."

"What you need to take this year is the Ordinary Wizarding Examination. OWLs for short."

"If you don't pass the exam, it will be quite bad. I found that the previous teachings were not complete. But this year, I will take you to the correct, safe, and Ministry of Magic approved classes."

She tilted her head and pointed her wand at the book. These are teaching courses specially prepared by her. Books fell in front of the students one after another.

Lilith looked at the book in front of her without any desire to open it.

Hermione opened it immediately, but there was almost no useful content on it. Not even a defensive spell.

"Professor." Hermione raised her hand. "Why isn't there a spell on this?"

"Spell?" Umbridge laughed immediately. "You don't need any spells. You don't need to use a wand in my lessons."

"But, this is Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Ron couldn't help but asked.

Hermione gave Ron an affirmative look.

"Humph~" Umbridge squeezed out a high-pitched laugh from her throat. "This is the most perfect teaching method that allows you to learn defensive spells in the safest way."

"But what's the use? If we are attacked, we won't even be able to fight back." Harry frowned.

"Attacked by someone!" Umbridge was like a chicken whose neck was stepped on, her face turned red with anger, she interrupted Harry. "This is approved by the Ministry of Magic and is the best way for you to prepare for the exam."

"There's no danger out there, no one's going to hurt a bunch of kids."

"Of course." Harry wanted to continue speaking, but Lilith turned back and covered his mouth.

It's useless to say anything, but Umbridge will not give up her 'teaching' method just because of a few words.

Umbridge stared at the two of them, she was still waiting to punish Harry Potter. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Lilith Bude.

"Sometimes you should know that in my class, you need to raise your hand before answering the question. This Miss Bude is very aware of current affairs."

Lilith frowned and ignored her.

Umbridge didn't look angry, still smiling.

So the little wizards spent the whole class copying books.

"Why don't you let me say it?" Harry didn't understand.

"It's useless even if I say it, I might even punish you." Lilith sighed, thinking that there was a quill in Umbridge's office for punishing students.

"If we don't fight, are we just going to accept our fate?" Harry was a little excited.

"Harry, you don't have to fight openly." Hermione comforted Harry.

"I know a good place to practice spells." Lilith took Harry to the Room of Requirement.

After walking back and forth in front of the tapestry three times, a door was revealed. When he opened it, he saw that it was the spell practice room inside. There are also dummies for practice.

"Is this here?" Harry was shocked. He didn't expect that there was such a place in Hogwarts.

"The Room of Requirement. Whenever you need it, it will become the room you want." Lilith leaned against the wall and watched Harry walk around the grounds.

"In that case, why not start a study group?" Hermione clapped her hands and smiled excitedly.

"Next time in Hogsmeade, I think we can give it a try."

……

……

"Dolores Umbridge has been appointed as the Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts." A notice was pinned on the only way to Hogwarts.

Umbridge now has another layer of security, all from Fudge. The suspicious and timid Minister of Magic.

The Daily Prophet published an interview with Fudge, who said this would improve the declining educational standards at Hogwarts.

So, very naturally, Umbridge asked to sit in on other classes as an investigation.

But it would be better if she could actually calm down.

She was so rude that she even used a magic tape measure to measure the height of Professor Flitwick, who had goblin blood, in Charms class.

In the divination class, she even started asking how many years Professor Trelawney had been teaching here.

"Sixteen years." Trelawney looked at her doubtfully. But he still answered her. She was about to continue her lecture when she heard Umbridge's next sentence.

"Give me a prophecy."

Trelawney was a little panicked. She had never thought that Umbridge would be like this in her class.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Umbridge turned and left. "Okay. How pitiful..."

"Wait, I did see something... You will face danger. Darkness is surrounding you, beasts are coming..."

"Hmm!~" Umbridge smiled, the big bow on her head trembling. "Just talking nonsense."

The next day, Trelawney was almost kicked out of Hogwarts. If it weren't for Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall's insistence.

But Trelawney also lost his teaching qualifications and was only able to live in Hogwarts

There are more and more rules on the wall, no music is allowed, Weasley products are prohibited, always dress appropriately, boys and girls cannot get closer than one meter, and wands are not allowed in the corridors...

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Umbridge continued to let the little wizards copy books.

Lilith put down her quill after copying only two lines.

She was really speechless. She had copied three lessons in a row, and she could recite the book backwards.

With all this time, she might as well study potions.

"Uh-huh!" Umbridge noticed Lilith's movements and stood in front of her, staring at Lilith's hand. Trying to use his eyes to pressure her to continue writing.

Lilith was indifferent and even took out books that had nothing to do with this class.

"It seems that you have any objections to my teaching methods?" Umbridge covered Lilith's writing with her hand.

"No, Professor." Lilith raised her head and looked indifferent. "It's just that I have copied this book twice, and I remember every word in it."

Umbridge's expression was distorted. "What is the second sentence of paragraph 65 on page 5?"

"It is a spell that confines the whole body, making the person who is cursed feel as if he has been petrified."

Umbridge snatched the book from the student next to her. It was found that it was exactly what Lilith said.

"Page 76, paragraph 2, sentence 4."

"There is no fourth sentence, Professor. But the entire second paragraph is. The resuscitation spell is a counter-spell for someone who has fainted. Its function is to wake up a comatose person quickly. When using it, you need to recite the spell accurately. "

Shock flashed across Umbridge's face.

Freak…

If such a student is used by Dumbledore, it must be a big trouble...

"That's wrong!" Umbridge slapped the book back.

Hermione on the side raised her head, "She's right, we can all testify!"

The other Gryffindors looked up and glared at Umbridge.

"What's wrong? You're not convinced?" Umbridge put on her false smile again.

Then he looked at Lilith and said, "Come to my office after class and I will give you a customized private lesson."

"I'm afraid this won't work...Investigator Umbridge..." came a deep voice.

Lilith turned around in surprise and saw that it was Professor Snape.

He was just passing by, but he watched the whole thing.

"Give me a reason?" Umbridge looked up at Snape.

"Because this is my Potions Assistant." Snape motioned Lilith over with his eyes.

Lilith smiled broadly and walked towards Professor Snape much more briskly.

Umbridge's face didn't look good. "I haven't heard that the Potions Professor has an assistant. And he's still a student."

"Well, now, you know." Snape's tone was very slow. But it feels very oppressive.

Umbridge could no longer maintain her smile.

Harry on the side pursed his lips and suppressed laughter. To be honest, this was the first time he found Professor Snape so pleasing to the eye...

Snape took Lilith and planned to leave.

Umbridge said at this time, "I heard that you originally wanted to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class? But Dumbledore didn't approve, so you had to teach the Potions class?"

"Obviously. Otherwise you wouldn't be standing here." Snape's face turned dark and he left without looking back.

Umbridge seemed to have regained the upper hand, showing a proud expression on her spot.