Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

"Professor Snape, I will not allow you to return to Voldemort and continue to be a double agent."

Harry said firmly in Snape's office when they returned from the Floo to Hogwarts.

"Who gave you the authority to order me to do this or that, Potter?"

"Thanos gave the Mind Stone to Ebony Maw, and he might use it for Voldemort. With the power of the Mind Stone, the Remembrance and Imperius Curse will become irresistible, and once you go back, you will only die. "

"I--"

"That's what Dumbledore meant too." Harry stopped him back with one sentence.

Snape stared at him with a ferocious expression.However, after being baptized by the eyes of Snape, the old black-faced father of Severus for a long time, a certain eagle in snake skin obviously has a strong immunity.He took out a book from behind his back and handed it to the Potions Master. "This is the potion formula I sorted out. The first half is the version of the existing potion before 1000 years ago, and the second half is the formula that has been lost. I give it to you. But there is one condition."

"what?"

"You have to write a book called "Principles of Potion Reactions" to replace the rotten Potions textbook."

"...Okay." Snape took it, and almost couldn't wait to turn over the first page.

Harry, who fully understood what it was like to be addicted to studying and unable to extricate himself, left without saying anything.The son of a childhood sweetheart is not as important as potion (;_;)

After the office door closed again, Snape said something softly. "Thanks."

Harry ran back to the dormitory happily, ha!He wants to witness the birth of a Mendeleev in the magical world!Damn ignorant Voldemort, let Snape be a Death Eater!Kill and set fire!Cast black magic! mmp!Didn't he see the future of potions!The wizarding world has stagnated for 1000 years, and magic has even weakened. It is because of Voldemort, who does not support the development of scientific research talents like Snape—oh, no, magic research talents—every day. They only know how to fight and kill, and they always want to grab the biggest piece of cake. They don't know how to develop peacefully and make the cake bigger.

It was Voldemort's fault anyway!

Tokiomi: I can finally unload my burden.

He was cursing Voldemort as he ran down the corridor without paying attention to his surroundings when he bumped into something.Harry was knocked back a few steps, looked around, no one.

Then he looked down and saw a horribly short pink toad.Harry nearly jumped up in fright, and then the toad said, "Harry Potter?"

"Excuse me, ma'am, are you?" Even though he was facing a disgusting, tomb-like woman, Harry still had at least some politeness.

"Dolores Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts Professor of Muggle Studies and Hogwarts Senior Inquisitor!" She lifted her chin and said in a contrived voice: "Potter Sir, you attacked the professor, come with me to the office."

Oh, thought Harry, he knew the toad.Mr. Weasley complained about the power-hungry, sarcastic Umbridge next to Fudge at the Order of the Phoenix dinner.

"Ms. Umbridge, I didn't attack the professor. I blamed me for being too tall. I didn't notice you. I'm really sorry." Harry said sincerely: "Look, there are really many disadvantages of having long legs. I still suggest Be more careful when you walk, after all, in Hogwarts, the students are all tall, hey, it's a sin."

Umbridge almost lost his breath.

"By the way, Muggle Studies? Oh, no one has taken this class for a long time, because the textbook is full of wizards' prejudice against Muggles. It almost describes Muggles before the second industrial revolution. You just Stop it. I believe that for Muggles, the entire Hogwarts students have more research than you, a higher-level official of the Ministry of Magic."

Harry finished speaking in one breath, and saw Umbridge pull out a ridiculously short wand with her stubby hand that looked like a carrot, and her lips had already started to move, trying to cast a spell on him .Harry snatched her wand in a flash, raising his eyebrows in surprise. "I've never heard of a professor being able to assault a student, Umbridge." The pretense of politeness in his words, now gone, he said sternly, "I'll tell Fudge, whatever he has to Albus, What dissatisfaction, what did he say to you, if you dare to attack the students, your best end is to be imprisoned in Azkaban."

After saying this, he waved his wand, gave Umbridge a forgetful, and walked away.Back in the dormitory, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Dumbledore.

－－－－－Chat interface－－－－－

Harry James Potter: Headmaster, what's the matter with Umbridge?

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore: I went to the Ministry of Magic to find Fudge and told him Voldemort was back, and he didn't believe it.A few years ago, Professor Holmes, Professor Stark, and Professor Banner served in Hogwarts one after another. They are not wizards, and they have caused Fudge's dissatisfaction.So he sent Umbridge over to monitor the actions of the professors and take control of the Order of the Phoenix by the way.

Harry James Potter: Headmaster, can we discuss something?

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore: What?

Harry James Potter: Can we stop using our full names, I'm so tired.

[Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore edited for Lemon Sherbet]

[Harry James Potter has been modified to be a single dog]

Lemon Olaf: Harry, about Umbridge...

A single dog: Huh?

Lemon Xuebao: You can't use the Unforgivable Curse, and you can't kill people when you get angry, do you hear me?

A single dog: I am a white wizard, but you are white, don't worry.

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At the breakfast table on Monday, Dumbledore introduced the Inquisitor who was parachuted into Hogwarts.The Hogwarts students all looked disgusted, and Umbridge's appearance made them unable to eat.Harry's eyes have been opened, maybe Voldemort can be regarded as a good-looking villain, although his face can't be seen, at least he has a good figure.Look at Umbridge, ugh...

The students didn't dare to look any more after their eyes were irritated, but stared at Little Tom, the seventh grader at the Slytherin long table, hoping to wash their eyes.

There was Muggle Studies on Monday, which Harry, Ron and Draco didn't take, only Hermione did.That night, Harry didn't see Hermione in the auditorium. He heard from Patil, who was also in the class, that Hermione and Umbridge had a conflict in class, and Umbridge called her to confinement.

When Hermione came out, she kept her left hand in her trouser pocket, hiding it.Ron saw something was wrong, rushed forward and pulled Hermione's hand out. There was a line of words carved on the skin on the back of her hand, and the blood was still flowing out.

imust learn manner.

Ron exploded.

"Isn't it Umbridge?! Umbridge, that ugly toad!" He scolded, frantically looking for medicine on his body. "Harry, Harry, give me some medicine!"

Harry handed over the medicine, and Ron carefully took Hermione's hand, applied it lightly, and asked her if it hurt...

Dog food, lots and lots of dog food... Harry was caught off guard and his face was smeared.

The quality of Harry's potion was of course very good. Seeing that Hermione's hand became smooth without any scars, Ron stopped, and then he rushed in the direction Hermione came from.Harry stopped him: "Ron, what are you doing?"

"Go teach that tortoise a lesson!"

"No! Ron, she's a high official at the Ministry of Magic, and you're going to get in trouble!" cried Hermione. "I'm fine."

Harry, who had already started to simulate a hundred ways to destroy corpses and traces in his mind, came back to his senses and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Give her a jinx."

"Cruciate?"

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed, and Ron's expression was blank, obviously frightened.Harry reminded himself that he was a 15-year-old cute little white wizard again, and then played dumb: "Uh--I didn't say anything. Anyway, you go back first, and she will be punished tomorrow."

On Tuesday, the first class of Slytherin and Gryffindor was the Dark Arts (Defense) class, and they deftly walked through Hogwarts' infinitely changing stairs to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.Today, the classroom was expanded several times by the Transfiguration Charm. Harry guessed from the strength of the spell that it was written by Albus, and he remembered that his headmaster was very good at Transfiguration.

Grindelwald was still sitting on a high podium as usual. His courses were almost all practical operations, he said a few spells and principles, and then everyone started practicing.Generally speaking, there are two consecutive sessions of Defense Against the Dark Arts. The first session is to learn new spells, and the second session is to fight against each other.

He had just finished speaking about a cutting-like black magic similar to Shenfeng Wuying, and Umbridge started "hemhem" behind him. Grindelwald's lecture was interrupted. He turned his head and looked at it coldly. Umbridge was sitting at the end of the classroom holding a clipboard. "Do you have any question?"

"The High Inquisitor thinks—" Umbridge said, lifting her ugly chin, wishing she could look like a big shot herself. "Hogwarts students shouldn't be learning this stuff, you can't teach them such an obvious Dark Arts spell in such detail."

"The fact is that this spell exists, and it is very likely that someone will use this spell, or similar magic, to hurt them. They should know how to fight back." Grindelwald said blankly.

"Under the protection of the British Ministry of Magic, what harm can they suffer in Hogwarts? They just need to know how to guard against werewolves and vampires, etc., and they don't even need to take out their wands." Umbridge said said her sticky, disgusting voice. "Unless you are cultivating an army, you have ulterior motives!"

Do you need an army to overthrow your Ministry of Magic?thought Harry disdainfully.This Umbridge really didn't know how to live or die. He started to provoke Grindelwald on the second day after he came here. I'm afraid it wasn't Shi Lezhi.