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Divination classes are now suddenly one of the most popular classes, which is a real surprise.Even Harry, who always talked about homework in front of crystal balls and tea leaves, had to admit that the newly recruited centaur named Firenze by Dumbledore "looks like that", at least the sentence " Trelawney spends most of her time talking nonsense" to their great satisfaction.

"Then what did he say?" I asked without raising my head as I quickly silently wrote the homework assigned by Professor Frivi.

"He said that the war will definitely break out again in the near future." Harry turned sideways and wanted to copy the history of magic homework that Hermione had already written more than half of it. Hermione immediately pressed the parchment under the book and bluntly Take a look.

"You can't expect to copy what I have done during the exam!" she said in a shrill voice. After entering April, she refused to provide any homework help to the boys. In her words, "if the confinement can It will be worth it to improve your OWL scores!"

"He also told us to remind Hagrid to give up his efforts," said Tallus, making the teacup dance in front of him, and he seemed to have made up his mind not to do the history of magic homework, "but we don't know Hagrid at all." What are we doing, we can't ask that old hag what he's doing in the Forbidden Forest under the eyes of that old witch, right?"

"I pretended to leave the book behind and told Hagrid those words today." Harry said heavily, "He couldn't listen, he said that some things are more important than keeping a job, and he told me not to worry about his affairs, Prepare well for the exam."

"Exam, exam," Ron muttered. "Even Hagrid said that... as if we didn't have to care about anything but exams."

"Need I remind you? The exam is only, left, low, no, to, two, months, months." Hermione squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth, and we straightened up quickly, knowing her anxiety The rising rage that comes with being interrupted by chatter is on the verge of exploding, and at this moment the only way to escape her frustrating exam countdown broadcast is to escape her enumeration of how much knowledge she still has. ("Seriously, she could have memorized them backwards, and then said it's a point she didn't know!" Tallus once complained after Hermione stormed off).

Hermione is not the only student who is more or less out of order because the OWL exam is approaching. A notice from the school hospital was posted on the bulletin board. All fifth and seventh graders can go to Madam Pomfrey to pick up a vial of sedatives.But even so, some people will burst into tears during class, such as Hannah Abbott one day screaming and running out of the herbal conservatory, saying that she is too stupid to stay at Hogwarts to take the exam.

It’s hard to feel relaxed in such an atmosphere. The only thing that makes me feel relieved is that Neville seems to have stopped having those dreams about the mysterious person because of the heavy review tasks. Harry said that it has been many days since Neville fell asleep. Hum, although I don't think this is the result of my study of my father's notes, but this is a rare and gratifying thing.Maybe it's also because of the pressure of the exam. During the DA training class, everyone's Patronus practice was not as obvious as when they just returned from the Christmas holiday. However, "I got an O in the OWL Defense Against the Dark Arts exam and slapped Umbridge in the face. This kind of thinking inspired all the fifth grade students who participated in the training, and everyone agreed that although DA would take up the already scarce spare time, the hard work was worth it.

"I have to remind you that this is a brightly lit classroom, and summoning the Patronus without threatening is just the most basic introduction." During the last DA training session before Easter, Harry walked around the classroom "It's another story when you're facing a dementor," while telling others who were thrilled to have successfully conjured a Patronus.

"Don't spoil the scenery at this time!" Talus said, looking at a big dog hopping around him chasing his tail with bright eyes, "I knew it must look like this!"

"I think it's holding its form longer now." Hermione had done it at least twice before, and her otter was briskly jumping over the silver mist emanating from the tip of Ron's wand. "That's progress, yes." Harry?"

"Yes." Harry nodded, "Ron, you succeeded once before, think about what memory you used at that time..."

"I think I just made it," I muttered as he strolled up to me, "but it was gone in the blink of an eye."

"Then try again," said Harry patiently. "It's much better than before, isn't it?"

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I began to think back to the first time I secretly ignited my father’s cauldron, and pale white steam came out of it...the temperature emitted by the blueberry-colored flame jumping at the bottom of the crucible, and the steam condensed on the long glass neck Drops of water slowly dripping from the bottle...from the simplest sneezeweed syrup to the colorless boiling living hell soup, the fine sand that slides down slowly from the hourglass counting down at the corner of the table—three minutes and 42 seconds, Four minutes and seventeen seconds, only the last drop of moonstone cloudy liquid waiting to be added——

"Alice." I heard Harry whisper to me as I recalled trembling hands first putting the Veritaserum antidote into the glass bottle, "Look."

"Fox!" I happily looked at the little furry animal squatting in front of me and licking its paws. Its big tail was shining very beautifully, as if silver streamers would pop out of it when it moved, "I didn't expect It's going to be a fox! It's so cute!"

"It can protect you, too," said Harry, laughing. "I'm not too surprised. Foxes are smart and dexterous animals, aren't they?"

"You can really talk." Ron, who had been unsuccessful today and looked a little frustrated, complained beside him, "Why don't you say that foxes are also cunning?"

The door to the Room of Requirement opened and closed again, and Harry and I both turned our heads to see who had entered, but saw no strange faces.I waved my wand to make the fox who was still licking his tail disappear into a blur of silver mist. When I was about to walk towards the door, Harry pulled me behind him. At this time, the people who were practicing at the door were silent , they seem to be watching something.

"Dobby?" Harry lowered his wand when he saw the elves rushing through the door, but Dobby obviously didn't look right, his body with eight hats was shaking with fright, and he was still in the Room of Requirement just now The pervasive happy atmosphere gradually solidified as the few patron saints dissipated into the air. Everyone was staring at Dobby, not knowing what happened.

"Sir..." The elf was twitching all over, and seemed to be suffering from severe pain because of what he wanted to say, "Dobby can't say...but Dobby must come...to report...she—sir...she knew--"

It screamed and rushed to the wall, I used the Fuchsia Charm to stop it from self-punishing before it hit the stone wall, but it didn't seem to work, the hat on its head was scattered on the floor , Harry grabbed both of its arms as it tried to wrap its arms around its throat, and I let it go.

"Who?" In fact, everyone present had an answer in their hearts, and everyone seemed to be firmly nailed in place because of great panic. Harry's voice trembled but he still tried to confirm with Dobby, "Umbridge? She You found us and are on your way to catch us, just shake your head and nod!"

Dobby let out a high-pitched cry, and nodded furiously as he struggled violently.

"Split up! Libraries, washrooms, or owl shacks, hide in there and pretend you've been there, it's not curfew time!" Cedric yelled, "Don't crowd the door, quick!"

Cedric stood at the door and arranged the huddled people into a long line. Qiu Zhang wanted to pull him along, but he shook his head. Push her out the door.Ron and Tallus were constantly pushed out, turned and shouted at us, but Dobby was still trying to punish and hurt himself, and Harry had to hold on to it firmly to stop the elf's crazy behavior.

"You two go first!" Harry yelled at Hermione and me, "Hurry up!"

Hermione and I didn't hesitate any longer. It's the best situation not to cause trouble for each other at this time - under Cedric's guidance, most people have already ran out of the corridor. After looking at each other, Hermione and I immediately turned to the nearest Girls rush to the bathroom.When we were panting and going into a compartment to calm down our breathing and heartbeat, the trembling voices of Lavender Brown and Sister Patil came from the compartment. If Hermione hadn't spoken out in time, they might have will attack us directly.

"A suggestion." I said to them while taking a deep breath, "If you really think that we are sent by Umbridge, don't make a sound, do it directly, and making a sound will only reveal your position—"

"Like you are now, Alice Snape - silent! Don't even try to run, Mudblood - silent!" Pansy Parkinson laughed smugly behind me. "Fifty cents, looks like a bumper harvest—"

Fortunately, her high-pitched laughter didn't last long, and it was torture to hear it in the small, echoing bathroom.

"I haven't finished my sentence, Parkinson - if you are absolutely sure, or if your opponent is as stupid as a pig, proper exposure of yourself can help to solve the problem quickly." I broke the spell on myself and Hermione Then twisted her neck, and Hermione took her wand away while Parkinson panicked because her tongue was stuck to the roof of her mouth. "A deadbolt—a similar effect to silence, but it may induce vomiting. Parkinson, what did you call Hermione just now?"

"I seem to have warned you, what will happen if I hear that word from your mouth again." I squatted in front of her, watching her expression slowly change from resentment to panic with satisfaction, "It seems that your memory Not bad, not so hopeless."

"We shouldn't cause more trouble now." Hermione has been listening to the movement outside the bathroom door since she just locked it. She glanced at Parkinson who kept whining and trying to make a sound, with a smile on her face. With a disgusted expression, "It's a good thing you can curse silently, otherwise she will catch you...I might have nightmares for months because of the shame."

"You hide in first." I pointed to the empty compartment of the bathroom and said to Hermione.She hesitated, then nodded at me.

After Hermione hid in the cubicle, I listened to the movement outside the door, and after making sure there was no one, I unlocked the door. Parkinson didn't dare to move because she was pointed at by my wand, even if I took her wand She had put it back into her robe pocket, and she was still staring at the tip of my wand in horror, as if worried that the next moment her face would be as deep and irreparable as the long table in Slytherin in the third year. nick.

"I won't cut your face - not because I want to let you go, of course, but Professor McGonagall will be very disappointed if she knows." The tip of my wand tapped her eyebrows, if she wasn't so scared , I think she can also feel that my hands are trembling slightly, "I think this is the difference between us, Parkinson, I will not want to cause damage to maintain my dignity just because of an insult like in the third grade, although I admit I still wanted to do that just for a moment—but you still haven’t made any progress like you did back then.”

Under my pressure, she stood up and turned to face the ajar bathroom door.

"You used the Imperius Curse on her?" Hermione leaned out in horror after Parkinson's footsteps faltered and disappeared into the corridor, "Alice, that's unforgivable—"

"I'm not that good at it." I knocked on the doors of several other compartments to signal Lavender and Patil sisters to come out, and explained to Hermione, "It's just a confusion spell, I didn't make a sound because I hope she can come out." Just open the door and go out so you don't find me again."

When we got back to the Gryffindor common room, we were delighted to see that most of the people were sitting in front of the fire, albeit with horrified faces.But Harry and Neville never came back, and Tallus, walking restlessly up and down in front of the fireplace, was sure he saw Neville being captured by two burly Slytherin boys.

"They've been trying to get revenge on Harry and Neville for that interview," said Ron darkly. "They accused the list of Death Eaters who appeared when You-Know-Who was resurrected, Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Nott... I bet they've been waiting a long time for this day."

"Will there be no DA in the future?" Talus looked at the flickering candles in the fireplace and said in a low voice, "I thought... There are several newcomers here today, Seamus and Brown are the first Come……"

It wasn't until midnight that Harry and Neville crawled in through the portrait hole, and everyone was glad that there were no signs of torture on them.Even though everyone was sleepy after the night, we sat around and listened to them tell me what happened in the principal's office.Hermione covered her mouth when she heard Draco enter the Room of Requirement and take the list of DA members pinned to the wall.

"I shouldn't have left it—leaved it there—" she cried, burying her face in her palms guiltily, "I forgot—Jesus—"

"We all forgot that this is not your responsibility alone." Ron quickly reached out and patted Hermione on the back.

"I don't understand." My throat felt dry. "Every time we tell the Room of Requirement who we don't want to come in, why can he go in...and take things away?"

"Marietta Ackmore," Harry said calmly, "that Ravenclaw girl, she leaked the secret to Umbridge, and as a member, the Room of Requirement will respond to her request... Or maybe the agreement was broken because of her leak, so after she denounced us others could go in, and Malfoy knew how the room was used, so he was the first to go in."

"I guess Umbridge will give him a big reward," Tallus said sarcastically. "It's a fine tradition in their family to be a lackey."

"So what are they going to do?" Ron asked. "Get rid of everyone on the list? Do we need to pack tonight?"

"It's worse than this." Neville has been curled up in the armchair since he came back, rubbing the scar on his head with his hands, "Dumbledore took everything on him. Hermione's curse worked, Kingsley took the opportunity to modify Marietta's memory, so Umbridge couldn't ask more things from Marietta's mouth. They can only insist that there will be a party tonight, but they don't know why. Deng Bullido said to Fudge—”

"Cornel Fudge?" asked Hermione sharply. "Is he there? Came from the Ministry of Magic to Hogwarts for a student assembly?"

"It's easier to catch us than Death Eaters, isn't it?" Tallus sneered, "What do you expect from Fudge?"

"Dumbledore said this was the first meeting he organized." Harry said slowly and clearly, "Because... the list said Dumbledore's Army, Fudge believed it, and he thought Dumbledore wanted to recruit us into his army."

"No." Hermione's lips trembled, "This—"

"We want to refute," Neville said bitterly. "We know Dumbledore is trying to save us from being expelled, but everyone tells us to shut up."

"And then?" I whispered, although I already guessed what happened next.

"Fudge wanted his men to arrest Dumbledore—of course it's a dream." Harry said, looking at the fireplace. "He and Fawkes left together, and I didn't even have time to say an apology."

"He only said to me, let me practice Occlumency well." Neville murmured, "Then Professor McGonagall brought us back and didn't say anything to blame us."

Overnight, the notice that Umbridge succeeded Dumbledore as Hogwarts headmaster was posted in every corner of the school. For some reason, everyone in the castle seemed to have heard that Dumbledore subdued two Aurors, The story of the escape of the Senior Inquisitor, the Minister for Magic and his junior assistant.Ron listened to the rumours, with great disquiet, and hoped you didn't realize that the junior assistant in the story was his brother Percy Weasley, but that detail didn't seem to matter to anyone, and some were convinced that Fudge was lying on the bed right now. In St. Mungo's Hospital, the head turned into a giant pumpkin.

There is another notice posted next to "Education Order No. 20 No. [-]". This is the first school regulation amendment signed by Umbridge as the principal. From today, Hogwarts will suspend the management of male and female students. The prefect system, the student management work of the entire school will be in charge of the investigation action team carefully selected by Umbridge. The team leader is responsible.

"The prefect system has been in Hogwarts since the establishment of the school." Hermione looked at the notice in disbelief and said, "How dare she—this will be messed up! Who else is responsible for this investigation operation?" Captain - sounds like Umbridge made excuses to remove Cedric because he was on the list."

"Dumbledore will be back soon," said Hufflepuff prefect Ernie MacMillan confidently. "Didn't you hear that Umbridge can't get into the Headmaster's office at all, even if she blows his hair out?" The two stone monsters just ignored her even after a temper tantrum, and a headmaster who is not justified will not be recognized by Hogwarts."

"The name is not right, the word is not right?" Draco appeared from behind the door, and he said in a drawn-out tone, "The old things in the old era are the ones that are not right. Now that we have a new principal, we will naturally usher in a new one." Times - ten points from Hufflepuff for your inappropriate remarks, McMillan."

"It looks like Umbridge did give you a great reward, Malfoy." Tallus laughed as he looked at the gleaming "IL" badge on Draco's chest, "I thought it would work The shape of a dog bone!"

The smile on Draco's face not only didn't disappear, but became even more rampant and vicious: "Whatever you say, Black, ten points from Gryffindor, I'll take another look - Weasley, five points for not tucking in the shirt ; Granger, five points will be deducted for discussing the principal's new regulations behind his back; Potter, fifteen points will be deducted for getting angry when I see you."

"What about me?" I crossed my arms when he looked at me, "How many points do I deduct?"

"Come with me." Draco came over and tugged at my sleeve, watching Harry narrow his eyes dangerously as he stood in front of me, "It's the headmaster who wants to see her alone, Potter—take your Take your hand and wand away from my eyes, disrespect the investigation team leader, and Gryffindor will deduct another twenty points."