I'm playing a big knife at HP

The four deans and Marciana agreed on a plan, and Marciana asked Harry a little apologetically if he would cooperate—after all, this plan still required his bloodshed.Harry agreed with all his mouth: Hearing that Umbridge can be dealt with, this young man can't wait to take the quill pen and smash seventeen or eight lines into his hand immediately.

Early the next morning, the teachers came to the auditorium for breakfast as usual.Although the four deans were harboring secrets, they all pretended to be ignorant, and ate and talked as usual—except that Professor McGonagall didn't even look at Umbridge, and there was no flaw at all.

Marciana was a little late.Snape looked up at her as she entered the Great Hall.For some reason, he was always a little worried that she would act impulsively.

Marciana looked very normal, but when she walked to Umbridge, she suddenly made a lightning move, picked up a steak knife and stuck it on the table—the sharp point of the steak knife was inserted into the wood. The table was a knuckle deep, just between the pinky and ring fingers of Umbridge's flat left hand, and the sharp blade was within a millimeter of her fat fingers.

Marciana's movements were so sudden and swift that no one could see what was happening except Snape.Even Umbridge took a few seconds to react. She withdrew her left hand like an electric shock and screamed.

"Don't be afraid, Professor Umbridge, I've killed the spider." Marciana grabbed the handle and pulled out the knife, dangling the tip of the knife in front of Umbridge's nose, "Look, It's dead, stop screaming."

While pretending to be stroking Umbridge's back, she showed the tip of the knife to Professor Sprout who was sitting next to her - there was a dead spider the size of half a little finger sticking out of it.

"Oh, it's true. It's not good to be bitten accidentally, thanks to your good eyes." Professor Sprout smiled, turned around and said to the students who were frightened by Umbridge's screaming: "It's okay. It's all right, Professor Umbridge is scared by spiders."

The students below looked gloating, and Harry grinned happily.

Umbridge turned pale, and pointed at her with trembling fingers: "You...you did it on purpose...you want to hurt me, this is a threat, no, this is a provocation to the Ministry of Magic! provocation!"

"How can you say that! I don't expect you to thank me anymore, how can you slander my kindness?" Marciana clutched her chest, "Of course I'm sure I won't hurt you."

"Even if you are injured, I can heal you in a second." Madam Pomfrey interrupted.

Umbridge stared with protruding eyes, speechless.

"Really, I'm pretty sure, I'll do a Muggle trick for you, and you'll understand after watching it." Marciana said with a smile, and took the steak knife with her right hand, umm Rich shrank back for a long time, almost hiding behind Professor Sprout.Marciana stood in the vacant place she vacated, put her left hand flat on the table, and said to Umbridge with a smile on her face, "Look good."

After finishing speaking, she held the knife in her right hand, and inserted the tip of the knife in the gap between her five fingers in order.Hogwarts steak knives are made of solid metal even with the handle, which is extraordinarily heavy. The blade is cold and the tip is sharp.Marciana's right hand moved faster and faster until the point of the knife could hardly be seen clearly.Professor Flitwick couldn't help holding his breath, and Professor McGonagall was also nervously clutching his clothes on his chest.At last she stopped, smiled, and took her hand from the table: five small pits appeared on the table,

She doubled her unharmed left hand in front of Umbridge, "Knife game, I learned it from Muggles." She said with a smile, and twirled her right index finger against the tip of the knife, flying into the air With a throw, the steak knife drew a parabola and fell towards Umbridge's right hand. Marciana grasped the handle of the knife accurately before the tip of the knife touched the opponent's skin, wiped it with a napkin and put it back on the table : "I'll give it back to you. Enjoy your meal."

Umbridge's face was livid with fright, and he didn't even think about eating.She hastily tore the napkin off her lap and staggered away.

With a wave of Marciana's magic wand, the tabletop that had been poked out was restored to its original state.She fetched the omelette and sausage, and sat down to eat in good spirits.

McGonagall had recovered from the fright, and said to Marciana with a sullen face: "Don't do this again!" But she seemed to think of Umbridge's expression, her face was relaxed, and she couldn't help it. He whispered, "Nice job."

Snape muttered, "You show off."

"Oh... I can't help it, it's my fault." Marciana sighed, "But when I see Umbridge, I think of what happened last night, and when I think about what happened last night, I feel bad. When I'm in a bad mood, I can't eat breakfast. Now I'm in a good mood and my appetite has increased."

"...Is it my delusion or have you become more irritable every day since this summer?"

Marciana thought for a while: "It's not an illusion."

It was night, and Harry walked towards Umbridge's office with his head held high - he could hardly hide the smile on his face when he thought of Umbridge's punishment.He had never looked forward to solitary confinement so much.

Tens of meters behind him, a tabby cat walked ghostly through the shadows without making a sound.Watching the boy walk into the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's office, the door closed behind his back, the tabby cat ran a few steps, and turned into a stern-looking witch.At the same time, there seemed to be strange color blocks trembling in the air, and a tall young witch appeared out of thin air.Finally, from the shadow behind the pillar, a wizard in a black robe and even black hair emerged—his whole body merged with the shadow, except for a face that was pale by the moonlight, very much like a vampire.

"How should we get in now?" Mag asked in a low voice.

"We can't open her door with a Charm, it's a direct provocation," Snape received, "but as long as there's a decent excuse..."

Marciana nodded and waved to follow me.

They came to Umbridge's office door - which, as expected, was locked.Marciana put her right hand on the doorknob and gave Mag a wink.She raised her left hand and knocked on the door three times quickly.

Almost as soon as her fingers touched the wooden door, McGonagall raised her voice and asked, "Dolores, are you there?"

The moment she spoke, Marciana clenched the doorknob with her right hand, a blue light flashed under the skin of her five fingers, and there was a tooth-piercing creaking sound, followed by the sound of tinkling metal falling to the ground. , Marciana pushed open the office door with her left hand—she was still holding the doorknob with her right hand.

She broke the magic-protected door lock with brute force.

Seeing Mag's horrified eyes, Marciana shrugged: "Body strengthening magic is my strong point."

Snape rolled his eyes "I knew it".

The three rushed in.At this moment Umbridge was stretching out his hand to Harry on the table, obviously trying to grab the quill.Harry hid away, holding the quill tightly in one hand and hiding behind him.They both stared dumbfounded at the brass parts, the stubble of wood on the floor.

"Oh, Professor Umbridge, your door lock is broken." Marciana raised the doorknob in her hand, "I swear I just turned it lightly."

"It's no wonder, the castle's door locks haven't been changed for a long time, the last time they were changed...?" Snape raised his eyebrows.

"Eighteenth century." Professor McGonagall answered blankly, "It's okay, it's easy to repair." After speaking, she pulled out her wand and waved it.The broken chains, the spiked spikes, and the doorknob in Marciana's hand all returned to their original positions, and after a while, no signs of damage could be seen at all.

Umbridge gave an ugly smile. "Minerva, what are you doing in my office? I'm busy."

McGonagall said solemnly: "Emergency staff meeting, you are the only one missing, we will notify you. What are you up to?"

Harry reacted, grinned, and frantically began copying sentences on the parchment, blood gushing from the back of his hand immediately.

The three turned their gazes to his right hand.

Umbridge hurriedly stood in front of Harry, his fat body covering the boy tightly: "Mr. Potter violated discipline and is currently in confinement." After she finished speaking, she turned around and said to him quickly: "Your confinement is over tonight, let's go!" She was about to reach out to grab the quill.

Harry had been on guard against her hand for a long time, and jumped up extremely nimbly to avoid her hand. Marciana pulled him to her side, pinched his wrist with one hand, and took the quill in her hand with the other. Called: "What is this!? Mr. Potter, why is there blood on the back of your hand?"

Umbridge really fell into his hands.Originally, the wound caused by the quill would heal automatically, and it was difficult to leave evidence.But she was only troubling Harry, and now that he had been writing for several days, the speed of healing in blood was greatly slowed.At this moment, the words "I can't lie" can still be clearly seen on the back of Harry's hand.

Professor McGonagall took the parchment on the table with one hand, and the fury in his voice made people tremble: "Is this blood?"

Umbridge yelled at Marciana aggressively, "That's my quill, give it back! You have no right to touch my personal belongings."

"This is evidence now." McGonagall said coldly, took the quill from Marciana, and put away the parchment together: "Hogwarts does not allow corporal punishment of students." She said loudly Said the line she had been holding back for almost a whole day: "Dumbledore will hear about this! He will never sit idly by."

"Okay, okay, Minerva, calm down." Snape said very tactfully, looking extraordinarily reasonable - Marciana could tell he was holding back when he saw it.

Snape said pleasantly: "To be honest, I understand what Dolores is doing, and I also think that some necessary punishments are good for some students who don't care about discipline." After speaking, he looked at Harry glance.

Harry was stunned, with a betrayed and hurt look on his face.

Snape was unmoved, and continued: "Mr. Potter has always enjoyed special treatment, Dolores. I think you also think that some small punishments will do him more good than harm. I have to say something fair— —Principal Dumbledore loves Mr. Potter too much, I am afraid that this kind of matter cannot be dealt with completely and fairly by the principal."

Umbridge was still in shock, and finally bumped into a faculty member who stood by him, and nodded before he had time to think about it.

Harry looked at Snape and Umbridge with extremely hateful eyes, Professor McGonagall also pursed her lips, and looked at Snape disapprovingly, but Marciana curled up her lips.These few words seemed to be trying to excuse Umbridge, but their intentions were extremely sinister, and she quickly confirmed her corporal punishment of students.

"Since Professor Umbridge has admitted it, let's discuss the specific punishment method at the staff meeting. Whether it is reasonable or not is up to us. You think it is inappropriate to find the principal..." Marciana took advantage of Wu Mrich didn't react, and cooperated with Snape to cover her with a coffin board: "Why don't you just ask Minister Fudge?"

"You...you have no power...you set me up! You arranged this!" Umbridge was so angry that he poked his finger on Marciana's nose and screamed, "You have no power! You broke into my office on purpose! This is a conspiracy! A frame! A premeditated trick!"

"I didn't break into your office. Could it be that I'm to blame for the broken door?" Marciana calmly pushed her fingers away, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Besides, I knocked on the door."

Professor McGonagall said dryly: "She knocked. We all heard."

Harry nodded desperately, holding back a laugh.Umbridge is best at using tricks to harm people in his life, but he tasted the feeling of falling into someone else's trap for the first time, and he was stunned for a while.

That night, the four deans ordered the male and female student council heads and prefects to ask if any students had been physically punished by Umbridge.The next day, students came forward one after another.

Umbridge, while vicious, was not stupid.

She has a wealth of experience in retaliating and eliminating dissidents, and she knows who she can attack and who she cannot.She was discreet and didn't punish many students: she didn't touch the ones in Slytherin who came from prominent families.In addition to Harry, she punished Luna Lovegood, a Ravenclaw fourth year, and a Muggle-born first-year Hufflepuff who was extremely withdrawn and stuttered.These three people don't know each other, but they have one thing in common-they didn't tell what happened to them.Harry is out of pride, Luna has always been regarded as a "crazy girl", and everything she says is ignored, and Hufflepuff, a first-year little Hufflepuff, hardly speaks because of a stutter.The child had just arrived and hadn't made friends yet, so he thought that such punishment was normal in the wizarding world, so he had to endure it silently.

When Sprout found out, he was so distressed that he wept, trying to comfort the poor freshman.Professor Flitwick kept sighing: "Hey, Luna, you are not a low grade anymore, why don't you tell me?"

Marciana recognized the girl - she was a student in her class - when Luna said in a sleepwalking voice: "Oh, I meant to say it, but I always forget it. I think The harasser gadfly is at work."

McGonagall said with righteous indignation: "I have already informed Headmaster Dumbledore. Such barbaric punishment cannot exist in Hogwarts."

Marciana and Snape were not so optimistic about Dumbledore's situation - in the final analysis, Umbridge was the Ministry of Magic's nail in Hogwarts, and she was the result of the struggle between the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore.Fudge would protect her as long as her crimes were bearable.

Marciana was determined not to let this matter go down.

Marciana hadn't been in the Great Hall at lunch or dinner that day, and when Snape asked, she said she had dinner with a few friends who were journalists.

The next morning, when Snape got the Daily Prophet, he went through every page - not a single word mentioned Umbridge.He whispered to Marciana, "Among your media friends, is there a reporter from the Daily Prophet?"

She nodded.

Snape frowned. As expected, Fudge pressed the Daily Prophet.

But not long after, waves of owls flew towards Umbridge, letters dropped on her breakfast plate, and even knocked over her sweet tea.Umbridge opened one, and his face became extremely ugly.

Marciana got her lips stamped with a napkin.

"What did you do?" Snape asked softly, squinting to observe Umbridge's reaction.

"I wasn't counting on the Daily Prophet. To get the message out to the mothers of Hogwarts students, the Weekly Witch would be perfect. It wouldn't have occurred to Fudge to control a book about fashion, recipes, and parenting." Magazine." Marciana was a little proud, "I think worried parents have already started sending letters to the Ministry of Magic."

Another day later, "Wizard Weekly" also published relevant reports. Even the "Daily Prophet" published an article on the third page that was vague and greatly beautified Umm Review article for Rich Behavior.But at this time, most of the wizarding world heard about it.

How should I put it, whether it is Muggles or wizards, in Britain or the United States, there are always some moral standards that can be agreed upon in human society.There are some behaviors that anyone who asks will say is evil, such as hurting a cat or a dog, or hurting a child.

Whether that kid is smart or dumb or, as the Daily Prophet claims, a deranged lunatic, ask anyone with an ounce of conscience and he'll say it's cruel to deliberately hurt so many defenseless kids .

Most people think of themselves as a man of conscience, so wizards in Britain think Umbridge is quite cruel.

Even so, the Ministry of Magic still has an ambiguous attitude and has yet to act.

Seeing that Umbridge was in a state of desperation and became irritable every day, Snape couldn't help saying to Marciana, "It seems that you have learned a lot from Barrister Flynn."

Marciana shrugged: "Fudge is still hesitating, but it's okay, I found someone to give him a push."

Seeing her frightened "come and ask me" look on her face, Snape flattered her and asked.

Marciana nodded reservedly, and whispered: "I chatted with the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, Goldsmith - you know, before Umbridge gained Fudge's favor, Goldsmith was Fudge's confidant, he I have long wanted to take Umbridge down. I told him that if Minister Fudge does not protect Umbridge, it is only Umbridge who abuses black magic to harm minor wizards, but if Fudge must protect Umbridge Odd..." She lowered her voice even lower, "The Ministry of Magic is the one that threatens the safety of students. Fudge, who just announced with great fanfare that he wants to reform education, may not be able to afford this embarrassment now. It is to throw Umbridge out , or help her take the blame, how do you think Fudge will choose?"

Snape laughed: "The Sorting Hat really didn't think about sorting you into Slytherin? You are quite talented in playing tricks."

"How can this be called playing power?" Marciana was not happy. "Isn't it common sense that the enemy of the enemy is a friend? We are only allowed to use tricks, so we can't defend ourselves? Besides, every time I use my brain, you will Said I was like a Slytherin... do you think Gryffindors have no brains?"

Marciana was very unconvinced by Snape's prejudice.

When it came to politics, Harry and Ron were of course hopeless.Draco had some skills, but he always followed his father, at most a second Lucius Malfoy.The real political talent is Hermione - she knows how to be obedient at a young age, and she knows how to use rules without being pedantic.Judging from the matter of Rita Skeeter, she has also learned the skills of blackmail and extortion without a teacher. This is the future that is limitless.

Marciana thought happily, we Gryffindor witches are all good looking.

Sure enough, as Marciana expected, Umbridge was given up by Fudge.She wasn't transferred from Hogwarts - no one took her teaching position - but she was stripped of her status as High Inquisitor and many of her privileges, presumably on probation.It is also expected that Umbridge was thrown at Hogwarts: Gosmi wished that she would stay away from Fudge, and it would be best not to return to the Ministry of Magic; Fudge still wanted someone to monitor Dumbledore; To preserve the political future, the only option is to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds.

Marciana thought that this was already a good result, and if Umbridge's arrogance was dampened, she would be able to settle down a bit without the power Fudge gave her.Without Umbridge talking behind them, the professors felt that the sky was clear and their moods were better.

Only the students in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class still had to endure Umbridge's scripted instruction, and didn't learn any practical content.In the past three years, the students have met Marciana, Lupine and Moody, three Defense Against the Dark Arts professors with their own abilities, and now there is a Umbridge, and there is a big psychological gap—even Slytherin The students said a lot of bad things about her behind their backs, thinking that she was wasting time and misleading their children.

Among the many students, the most indignant is the students in the fifth and seventh grades who are preparing for the OWL and NEWT exams.In this way, it is logical that the fifth grade students, led by Hermione and Harry as the instructor, began to practice Defense Against the Dark Arts in private.The small group spanned several grades across Griffon and Badger three houses, and one of them was a girl named Luna Lovegood.

The author has something to say: Martha: Maybe I have no tricks, but I can brute force :)

It was mentioned in the original book that enhanced magic exists!