The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Ron was miserable.

Malfoy being a prefect was secondary.

After all, this guy is much more pleasing to the eye than when he was in the first grade.

But after getting off the bus, look at the people around you.

Harry and Cho Zhang were whispering to each other; Cedric was talking behind Ginny with a smile on his face, making her giggle from time to time.

Not to mention Mo Bai and Hermione. Even if these two don't say a word, their aura can't blend in with a third person.

It’s not that everyone can’t fit in. Amy was holding Hermione’s arm at this moment, and they looked as harmonious as a family of three.

Ron couldn't even start a conversation.

Looking at the couples around him, he felt the great malice in the world.

Hermione looked back at Ron, who was all alone, and felt a little miserable.

But looking at the innocent Amy beside her, Hermione suppressed her unnecessary thoughts.

Ron is still a long way from being worthy of her Amy.

At least half as good as Bai...

Ron didn't know Hermione's criteria for choosing a "son-in-law", otherwise he would have looked much more miserable than he did now.

After returning all the way to Hogwarts, Ron's expression looked better, because he would have a big meal soon.

The only thing you can’t live up to is the food.

Qiu Zhang and Cedric returned to the long table of their own college. Harry and Ginny seemed reluctant to leave.

"Come back to your senses. Why don't you go sit over there with the Hufflepuffs?"

Ron was jealous of his sister.

Ginny glared at him, "Don't forget that Amy lives in the girls' dormitory too."

Ron turned off the engine.

However, their attention was soon drawn to the differences in the teachers' seats.

"Where's Hagrid?"

Even though the huge body has disappeared, it is still quite noticeable.

"Oh, you finally noticed it. Shouldn't you have noticed it when we got off the bus?"

Ron continued to be sour.

Harry coughed lightly, "I think Hagrid should be off to complete some tasks assigned to him by Dumbledore."

"We should be paying more attention to our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?"

After Mo Bai finished speaking, everyone looked at the pink toad sitting next to Dumbledore.

"Is that the Umbridge you were talking about, the one who participated in your and Bai's interrogation?"

Ron's face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, "He looks really unique."

"I suddenly feel that the ghoul I keep at home is quite handsome."

"Ah……"

A faint chuckle came from Hermione's ear. She turned around and was surprised to find that it was Amy.

But after laughing, Amy turned back into that expressionless girl, and Ron, who was trying hard to dislike Umbridge, didn't hear it at all.

Hermione shook her head and said nothing.

Mo Bai narrowed his eyes at Umbridge and exchanged glances with Hermione.

Professor McGonagall stood on the stage holding the Sorting Hat as usual, with a group of frightened little kids below, representing the beginning of the new year.

After the sorting ceremony, Dumbledore gave his routine brief speech and the dinner began.

Everything was going as usual, but after the dinner, when Dumbledore gave his routine reminder, the change that Mo Bai had expected happened.

A sharp and piercing laugh interrupted Dumbledore's speech and successfully attracted everyone's attention.

It was Umbridge's toad.

Seeing everyone looking at her, she stood up with her head held high and cleared her throat pretentiously.

Dumbledore was surprised for only a moment, then sat back down.

"Thank you, Headmaster," Umbridge walked to the podium, "thank you for your warm welcome."

It was as if Hogwarts was her territory and Dumbledore was her guest.

"uh-huh."

She cleared her throat again artificially, and the students in the audience frowned.

"I must say, it's so nice to be back at Hogwarts and see all of your lovely faces."

"Oh~ She actually graduated from Hogwarts. When did Hogwarts accept even toads?"

Ron was whispering something sarcastic below.

Hermione saw Amy's little shoulders tremble.

"My name is Dolores Umbridge. As your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I would like to say a few words on behalf of the Ministry of Magic."

"The Ministry has always maintained that..."

"uh-huh."

A light cough choked Umbridge's words in her throat. She looked towards the Gryffindor table in surprise and saw the young man standing up.

She recognized at a glance that this was the Asian boy who had made Fudge dizzy and embarrassed with just a few words. A vicious look flashed in her eyes and she gritted her teeth.

Mo Bai smiled and said, "Professor Umbridge, as your teaching assistant, I would like to remind you that it is very rude to interrupt Headmaster Dumbledore's speech at the opening ceremony."

"Teaching assistant? What teaching assistant?"

Umbridge looked puzzled and turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Let me explain, Professor," Mo Bai spoke again, "Because you change positions very frequently, you need a student to help you understand some of the rules of Hogwarts and avoid some inappropriate and rude behavior, such as... what you are doing now."

"Professor, please be careful with your words and actions. Otherwise, Dumbledore will have to find another Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next year."

Umbridge's face turned pale and blue.

"You...how dare you talk to me like that! Are you threatening me? I'm a special agent from the Ministry of Magic, and you're just an ordinary student!"

She turned to Dumbledore, "Is this Hogwarts' attitude towards the Ministry of Magic?"

Is the defense broken already? It's just like Fudge, when the soldiers are incompetent, the generals are also incompetent.

However, she did say one thing well. As a professor, there was nothing wrong with Mo Bai saying that. But if she brought up her identity as a special envoy of the Ministry of Magic, then Mo Bai would be overstepping the boundaries.

This war is not about strength, otherwise both Mo Bai and Dumbledore could easily defeat the entire Ministry of Magic.

But what happens next? It's impossible for Mo Bai to really become the second generation of the Dark Lord and take Hermione to dominate the world, right?

Even if he wanted to, Hermione wouldn't.

And Mo Bai was naturally not shooting without purpose.

He smiled. "Ms. Umbridge, so you are speaking here as an employee of the Ministry of Magic? And not as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"Of course!" Umbridge raised her head.

"So you are not qualified to tell me what to do."

"Oh? What about me?"

Mo Bai smiled and stepped back. Hermione stood up and raised her head proudly to block Mo Bai.

"I am Sir Hermione Granger, Third Class Order of Merlin, recognized by the Wizengamot Council," she introduced herself for the first time.

She walked step by step to Umbridge, and the powerful aura emanating from her petite body made her step back involuntarily.

"How dare a mere employee of the Ministry of Magic speak to a knight's fiancé like that? Is this how Fudge taught you to treat a nobleman?"

There was a sudden loud cheer from behind, and the twins whistled excitedly.

I don't know if it was because of Hermione's excitement about Umbridge or because of the word "the knight's fiancé".

Umbridge's toad face flushed crimson.

"You... are just a muggle-born bastard..."

Snapped!

Malfoy, who was watching the show below, instinctively covered his face.

This time it was not Mo Bai who did it, but Hermione who slapped him personally.

Umbridge covered her face and widened her eyes, "You... you dare to slap me?"

Hermione looked down at her, "This slap is for Fudge to teach you a lesson. Do you think he would dare to say this word in front of me?"

After that, she looked at Dumbledore, "Headmaster, please write a letter to Minister Fudge in my name, telling him how this Miss Umbridge insulted a noble at the opening ceremony of Hogwarts. I think his selection is questionable."

Umbridge stood there in a daze, her face as pale as death.