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

Not only Ron, Umbridge also made the teachers and students of Hogwarts complain in just one week.

When the students saw her, their scalps went numb and they immediately stayed away from her.

When the professor saw her in class, she usually looked like she had eaten a fecal stone. He would watch her write and draw on the board in her hand as if it were the scythe of the god of death.

So far, the only professor who has ever given Umbridge a hard time is Professor McGonagall.

The old cat lady didn't tolerate the toad at all. She ignored her running around in the classroom and explained the principles of the vanishing spell as if nothing had happened.

But even so, when Umbridge raised the banner of the Ministry of Magic, Professor McGonagall had to give up.

Mo Bai could see that Umbridge was enjoying the feeling of being domineering.

When Umbridge passed by in the corridor, the students ran around in panic as if they saw a ghoul parading.

"This is a miniature Fudge."

Hermione hit the nail on the head.

Umbridge looked at the fearful eyes of the people around her with satisfaction, until she saw Mo Bai and the other man looking at her calmly, she narrowed her eyes and walked over.

"Sir Granger."

She greeted Hermione with a forced smile.

"By the way, I wonder if you have heard of this piece of news," she said as if chatting casually, "Minister Fudge has recently been discussing with Parliament whether it is reasonable for a student to use his noble title to abuse his power in school."

Hermione raised an eyebrow.

The thief cries "stop thief", right?

"He's thinking about taking back some of the Order of Merlin that didn't belong to him, just like he did with Dumbledore."

Dumbledore's Order of Merlin, First Class, had been taken back. As for why Hermione's hadn't been taken back yet, maybe he felt that a little brat couldn't cause any trouble.

But apparently, Hermione's recent behavior had been holding him back.

Umbridge wanted to see the two captured in panic.

But to his disappointment, Hermione and Mo Bai looked at her calmly, as if they were looking at a clown.

"The decision of the parliament should not be something we can discuss, right?"

Hermione didn't seem to care.

"But I can give you a piece of advice."

"A chess player only follows the rules when he is on the chessboard. If someone overturns the chessboard, the chess player is no longer a chess player..."

"Oh," Umbridge sneered.

Aren't you afraid? Why are you being so stubborn?

"Your hope is Dumbledore? He's just an old fool."

Hermione chuckled.

Just fool others, don't fool yourself.

No matter how old Dumbledore was, he was not someone that the rabble in the Ministry of Magic could mess with, especially after they suspended Scrimgeour, the only person with some ability.

Besides, she wasn't talking about Dumbledore...

"Let's go, Hermione, and don't disturb Professor Umbridge from doing her work."

Mo Bai smiled politely at Umbridge and pulled Hermione away.

Umbridge's smirk twitched as she watched the two hold hands together.

"No flirting in the corridor!" As he said this, he drew out his wand and wanted to use magic to separate the two.

However, the magic was shot out, and the two walked away as if nothing had happened.

Umbridge looked at the wand in her hand in surprise.

Did you miss the target?

As soon as he sat down in the lounge, Mo Bai looked aggrieved.

"She hit me."

Hermione gave him an amused look.

"Let me see where it hits you."

"Here!"

He raised his hand.

Mo Bai's hands are very beautiful, with long and slender fingers with distinct joints, and blue veins can be vaguely seen on his fair skin.

Hermione touched it and said, "It's okay."

But Mo Bai still stared at her face.

Hermione raised an eyebrow.

Pretending to be a bear, huh?!

Who cares about you!

Thinking in her mind, she grabbed the hand in front of her and licked it.

Then throw it aside.

"Okay?"

Mo Bai was satisfied.

“I won’t wash my hands.”

Hermione looked at him sideways, "You never washed your face before, didn't you?"

"Hey, what are you saying?"

Hermione glared at him.

You are such a jerk after getting an advantage.

"Um...did I disturb you?"

They both turned their heads at the same time, and Seamus stood awkwardly beside them.

Being watched acting coquettishly, Mo Bai calmly switched to smiling mode.

"Is something wrong?"

Seamus was a little embarrassed.

"I want to know the truth about Harry's trial."

Ever since Mo Bai said those words that day, Ximo began to question himself.

In fact, he was also reserved when he first learned this information, but his mother was a person who highly respected Fudge and the Daily Prophet and believed what they said.

When children are unsure of their own ideas, they will definitely listen to the opinions of their elders.

But recently, Umbridge's actions on behalf of the Ministry were still fresh in his mind.

Now, he was confused again.

"What if you know the truth? What can you do?"

Mo Bai took a sip of tea, and his eyes from behind the teacup stared at Ximo with inexplicable pressure.

"I'm going to apologize to Harry."

"Look," Mo Bai spread his hands, "You already know the truth in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't want to apologize."

"You're just looking for us to confirm, right?"

Seamus was silent.

"Apologizing is not the way to solve problems."

Mo Bai's voice was calm and charming. "Even if you apologize, it still can't stop the Ministry of Magic from using public opinion and actions to oppress Dumbledore and poor Harry."

Seamus looked a little pathetic.

"But we are just ordinary students."

"Of course, me too."

Mo Bai leaned back on the sofa, his right hand seemingly casually resting on the back of the chair behind Hermione.

Seamus's eyes followed his movements and landed on Hermione.

Simo's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"But Hermione is not like that. She is a person of noble status. Can't you communicate with the Ministry of Magic?"

Mo Bai smiled.

"Everyone saw what happened at the opening ceremony. You should be able to see the Ministry's attitude towards Hermione. And just now Umbridge said that the Ministry of Magic is planning to revoke Hermione's medal, just like they did to Dumbledore."

"How could they do this!"

The straightforward Seamus got angry immediately, "Are they trying to shut us up?!"

"if not?"

Mo Bai raised an eyebrow.

At this time, Harry and Ron returned to the common room and saw Seamus standing angrily in front of Mo Bai and the others. They rushed over immediately.

Harry's eyes widened.

"Seamus, what else do you want to do?"

The moment Seamus saw Harry, he wilted. He didn't even dare to look Harry in the eye.

He hesitated for a moment.

"sorry."

Harry was confused as he watched Seamus bow and run away.

"What is he here for?"

"As you can see, our classmate Seamus has come to apologize. Apparently, he has seen through the ugly face of the Ministry of Magic and realized his mistakes."

Mo Bai shrugged.

"Oh~" Ron reacted and patted Harry.

"We came at the wrong time just now. Mo Bai obviously wants Lacimo to join the gang."

Mo Bai glanced at Ron.

I didn't expect that this kid could almost keep up with my thoughts.

But, it's still a little bit short.

He shook his head.

"Even if you hadn't interrupted me, I wouldn't have brought this up."

"Why?" Ron was surprised. "Didn't you say it's just like playing chess? That toad has made so many moves, we can't just not make a single move."

"Playing chess is just an analogy. Now it's not just a matter of you make a move and I make a move."

"We are not dealing with pawns, but people who are capable of thinking for themselves."

Mo Bai looked at Ron and said something he didn't understand.

"If the democrats rebel, they are traitors; but if the officials force the people to rebel, they are heroes."