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

Chapter 314 Rebellion against Tiangang

"Why don't you just pretend to be Voldemort again?"

Hermione's eyes sparkled. "Won't they say Harry is talking nonsense? Then why don't you turn into Voldemort and scare them?"

"Hmm~" Mo Bai nodded his chin seriously, "Just threatening is not enough to show Voldemort's cruelty. I can kill two more people."

He snapped his fingers. "What do you say I take Umbridge with me?"

Hermione slapped him on the arm, "I'm serious!"

"I'm serious, too."

Mo Bai smiled playfully.

"Humph!"

Hermione turned away and ignored him.

Mo Bai helped her smooth her hair.

"You've missed our point, little Hermione."

"The point now is not to help Harry to apologize. If we fall into the trap of self-proving, this is what Fudge wants to see most."

Although he felt that Fudge might not have the brains to do so, what if?

The Ministry of Magic is so big that it can't be without any capable people...

"This isn't the first time Harry has been misunderstood. He won't lose any weight."

"What we need to do is to weaken Fudge's influence. First, we only need to do one thing..."

"what's up?"

Mo Bai smiled meaningfully.

"do nothing."

"what?"

"It's not like Fudge really wanted Umbridge to be a professor. Umbridge would definitely do something to Hogwarts."

"We just have to wait and see, whatever she does, it's our chance.

Hermione was not too happy.

"You can't just watch like this, can you?"

Mo Bai gently turned Hermione's little face and pinched her cheeks.

"You have to put yourself in the right place. You are not Harry's friend now, but a politician."

"Of course, you don't need to be as two-faced and callous as Fudge, although this is the advantage of a standard politician; but you can't be as emotional as him and lose sight of the focus of the issue."

"Now that Harry is misunderstood by most people, what you need to do is not to stand with him and be regarded as an accomplice; instead, you need to stand in a neutral position and become an opinion leader to change other people's prejudices."

"Don't forget, you are now Sir Hermione Granger~"

Hermione snorted proudly, "Why don't you greet me, my lady~"

Just as Mo Bai expected, this pink-skinned toad caused a lot of trouble.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she asked people to put away their wands and only allowed them to read thick textbooks.

Claiming it is a "safe, risk-free way to learn".

Harry was certainly not happy with this approach.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class has always been a subject that emphasizes both theory and practice. The teaching quality of both Lupin two years ago and Moody last year is obvious to all.

“How can we protect ourselves if we only read?”

Umbridge looked at him lovingly, "How could anyone attack a child like you?"

Without even thinking, Harry retorted, "I was attacked by Voldemort during the Triwizard Tournament!"

Mo Bai sighed secretly, but Harry still couldn't keep his composure.

If it were him, he would never bring up the matter of Voldemort at this juncture.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the classroom fell silent.

Umbridge had a vicious and complacent look on her face, as if she had been waiting for Harry to say this.

"Ten points from Gryffindor."

She looked around. "Let me make something clear now. Someone told you that a dark wizard has returned from the dead..."

"He's not dead!" Harry said excitedly, "but he did come back!"

Umbridge ignored him. "I can say responsibly that this is nonsense!"

"this is not……"

"Professor Umbridge," At this time, Mo Bai suddenly stood up and interrupted their conversation.

He had a kind smile on his face. "Professor, this is the chapel for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. As a professor, you shouldn't talk about things that are irrelevant to the class. This is my advice as a teaching assistant."

Umbridge glanced over to Hermione, who was sitting next to him, and her eyelids twitched.

"It's just for now."

But the next day, Umbridge's face appeared on the headlines of the Daily Prophet.

In fact, all of them had unsubscribed from the Daily Prophet, except Hermione.

In war, you must know yourself and your enemy.

She looked at the headline of the newspaper with a serious expression. It read in bold and black font:

Ministry of Magic seeks educational reforms, Dolores Umbridge appointed first High Inquisitor

Harry frowned, "What does this mean?"

Hermione glanced at the contents.

"The general idea is that Fudge heard the concerns of the students' parents and felt that the current state of education at Hogwarts was not very good..."

"That's true."

Of course, there were more than just them at the long breakfast table. Everyone else was looking at Mo Bai with frowns on their faces.

Ron was unhappy, "Why are you trying to boost others' morale?"

Ximo was even more irritable, "Mo Bai, what do you mean?"

"if not?"

Mo Bai was cutting a sandwich for Hermione without even looking up.

"Harry and I were able to achieve this result in the Triwizard Tournament. Do you think it was the professor who taught us?"

"What else?" Seamus asked unconvinced.

Mo Bai looked up with a smile in his eyes.

"actually……"

Hermione seemed to realize something and gave him a nudge.

Mo Bai glanced at her, as if asking for her opinion.

"Why are you still hiding at this time?"

The little girl rolled her eyes and ignored him.

"Actually... Hermione taught me all of this."

"what?"

Everyone was stunned, including Harry and his friends.

Harry was dumbfounded.

He and Ron were the first to go to the secret room to study. At the beginning, when the three of them were at similar levels, it was indeed useless to teach them.

But after Hermione's magic level soared like a rocket, it was Hermione who taught them. Mo Bai was either drinking tea in the secret room or busy in his own small studio.

So it’s not a big deal that his magic was taught by Hermione.

But, was Bai taught by Hermione?

It’s Tiangang, right?

Seamus looked at Hermione in disbelief as she lowered her head to eat.

"Really?"

Hermione hesitated and shook her head calmly.

"not me."

Mo Bai lowered his head and chuckled, poking Hermione's soft waist with his fingers.

If she agreed immediately, Seamus might think that they were bragging together.

But such a seemingly plausible denial actually seems a lot more real.

The little girl is really smart and cooperative.

Hermione bit her lower lip and retorted.