[hp] Dragon Training

The scene was deadlocked for a while, and no one expected how a good breakfast would turn out like this, but at the same time, everyone realized again that since Dolores Umbridge came to the school, they have meant There will never be a day of peace.It's just that everyone just came back from the Christmas vacation and a little bit forgot their dislike for this professor. At this time, it reminded everyone of their current situation in school.

Seeing that Umbridge was about to explode, no one had a relaxed face.This woman is the best at pretending to be powerful, and she is arrogant and lawless with the support of the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. The hanging bans are all over the bluestone wall, and this is almost the first time she has been frustrated. What embarrassed her was Cecilia Hill, the most popular professor in the school this year.

Fleta secretly clenched her wand under the table. If Umbridge dared to offend his mother and professor, he would risk his expulsion from Hogwarts to make her quit.However, he found that almost all the students thought so. The wands in Pansy, Daphne, Astoria, and Catherine's hands had turned white at the knuckles. Angelina, Ginny, and Ellie of Gryffindor The eyes are also surprisingly cold—perhaps his mother is more worthy of the title of girl killer than Fleta, and Yingzi, who is no less than a male charming witch, is already a role model for girls.The students looked at the pink Umbridge coldly with their colored eyes, and even the pins would make a sound when they fell on the ground for a moment.

It was Filch who broke the silence. This eccentric and insidious man held his cat and panted to open the door of the auditorium. Unaware of the tense atmosphere, he shouted loudly: "Hagrid! Hagrid is back!"

The yell startled even a Hufflepuff who was so preoccupied with the fight that his brown eyes widened and he almost jumped up.The old man Dumbledore saw that the quarrel between the ladies was not easy to interrupt, and his expression immediately relaxed when he heard that Hagrid had returned, as if he had heard some good news.However, the expression on his face did not escape the staring Umbridge——Hagrid is obviously Dumbledore's confidant, and his return will increase Dumbledore's influence, and it is very likely that this journey will also bring him A great power came.

The expression on her face was ugly: "...Dumbledore, let me ask you a question, where did Hagrid come back from, and where did he go? What are you planning!"

Dumbledore smiled slightly: "The old friend wants to travel. As the headmaster, he should be granted a vacation. Now that he is back, I am very happy."

Of course, such rhetoric did not make her happy, her eyes widened and she was about to start being aggressive, but what broke her down was that Professor Hill, who had been at odds with her before, wiped the corners of her mouth, got up and left.

"You stop!"

Mrs. Hill ignored her. Today she was wearing a white dress with silver dark pattern lace that looked extraordinarily elegant, and her silver hair was neatly combed without decorations.She looked to be in her twenties at most, beautiful and elegant, and she was on par with Umbridge, who was dressed in pink and was young and still pretending to be young.

Perhaps the lady's beauty did make her feel a little ashamed, and Umbridge screamed, "Where are you going! Stop!"

Professor Hill blinked and turned back to stare at her. The fierce eyes were those who have faced darkness and life and death, with a chilling power: "I'm going to class, I'm a formal teacher approved by the Ministry of Magic , The Ministry of Magic requires me to teach the students on time and with a correct attitude. Now you actually stop me again and again when I want to work, with all due respect, are you against the entire Ministry of Magic?"

Laughter came from the students. Professor Hill was using what Umbridge loved to say to fight back at her. Seeing the pink professor's face flushed purple, he was probably very angry.

But who is Cecilia, she doesn't care what a crazy woman thinks, she just sneers and turns around and leaves.

There was no class in the first grade of Slytherin, so Catherine took Fretta to Charms class.This little girl is now a loyal fan of the professor, as long as she has no classes or the door of the Charms classroom is open, then she will definitely come.

Fletta scratched her head: "No, silly girl. My mother is not a handsome six-foot tall guy, why are you so obsessed with her?"

Catherine didn't seem to understand him very much: "Because he's so handsome!"

While speaking, Professor Hill turned a puppet into a big statue with a petrification spell. However, this was not over yet. An enhanced version of the Sundering Curse and the Bone Crushing Curse were recited at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the giant puppet It was wiped out under the powerful magic power.

The little witch's eyes were full of love: "I will definitely become such a person in the future!"

Fleta smiled and said nothing. He raised his hand and smashed a puppet into powder. The effect was no worse than his mother.

Catherine put away the little pink in her heart, looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, then looked at the ashes on the professor's side, remembered something and said, "You should tell your mother about your punishment by Professor Umbridge .She treats you like that, and even pricks your hand, it's too much!"

Fletta still smiled and said nothing.Just kidding, how dare he tell his wife about this?He still doesn't know who the hell he is?She was so ruthless to herself that she would cut off the flesh as big as her wrist, if she knew about it, wouldn't it be fatal?No, no, no, no, Ma Ma's fried chicken with apple candy is delicious, let him do it for a few more years and don't enter Azkaban.

"Okay, Fletta, you are laughing so silly."

But instead of looking for trouble, trouble began to come to him.

Fletta was also used to the teaching method of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and it was not unacceptable to just read books without practicing.When he was a child, he was forced to read books and be quiet, and now he is quite used to reading more books.But the professor obviously didn't want to let him go like this. She stared at Fleta's silver hair for a long time, and finally said sharply, "Mr. Fleta Hill."

The boy was stunned for a moment and stood up: "Yes, Professor."

"Please tell me all the uses of dragon blood!"

Speaking of dragon's blood, Fletta shuddered instinctively. He really didn't like this question, but out of respect for a professor's question, the boy frowned, and replied uncomfortably: "There are twelve uses, magic Medicine catalysts, antidote potions, anti-magic potions, strengthening weapons, becoming highly poisonous with special medicinal materials, alchemy, magic power purification, space media...and...and..." Fleta couldn't answer.

"It seems you didn't pay attention in class, Mr. Hill!"

"But, professor... this is the content of the last chapter of the book. I just skimmed through it, and you haven't read it yet."

"Sophistry! Isn't studying and previewing what you should do!" Umbridge stared angrily.

Fletta was a little speechless. He was not the one to argue with the lady, so he slumped his shoulders and said, "Sorry, professor. I will study the textbook carefully when I get back, and do a preview in advance."

But the professor obviously didn't want to let this obedient student go just like that, she rolled her eyes: "The things born of vulgar and ignorant people are also lazy fools."

Fletta was just about to sit down, but immediately stood up again, his light gray eyes were too deep to reflect the light: "Please apologize, professor."

"what?"

"Apologies, Professor." Fleta looked up and looked at Umbridge coldly. "You are insulting my mother. It's rude to be a teacher. I hope you can take back your words." That's his mother. It's the woman his father asked him to protect with a man's tone. If anyone insults her and makes her suffer Humiliation, then Fleta, Fleta will fight her!

The baby dragon stared at Umbridge. Recently, her classes have become more and more perverted. In order to prevent little wizards from practicing in her class, she even asked to take away the wand before class.If it weren't for the wand not in his hand at this moment, he would have already uttered ten thousand curses from his mouth.

Umbridge lingered on his silver-white hair for a moment, as if recalling the memory of being teased and despised in front of everyone in the morning. With a smile, Umbridge looked at the second-year Slytherin standing up, and there was a kind of revenge in his eyes.

……

When Draco knew that Fletta was locked up after the Potions class, he added [-] points to his house again in the class, and even their dean couldn't say anything critical.

After listening to Catherine's hurried words, Nat showed a helpless and mocking smile on his face: "Prefect, I think your points are probably for nothing. Who made us have a little prodigal who likes to deduct points?"

However, the expression on Draco's face was so ugly that Nat couldn't make a joke at once.Nat was stunned for a moment: "It's just confinement. How many people in Gryffindor have not been confinement. Fletta will probably soon..."

"Shut up! Nat! That's Umbridge's confinement, that crazy woman!" Pansy frowned, her face in disbelief, "Oh my God... Professor Hill just quarreled with her this morning, what's wrong with her? Is she blaming Fleta?"

Draco left directly with the potions book, striding towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's office.The girls were all stunned by his face, it felt like a dragon had been touched against its scales, and it could almost destroy the world in an instant.

Nat said blankly: "Fleta...wasn't she often imprisoned before? Why..."

Pansy answered plainly, "He's just reached the point of madness."

"Critical point? What is the critical point of a prefect?" Nat turned his head and asked.

"Who is often locked up? What do you think?" Pansy replied impatiently.

……

Draco strode across the house, and if it wasn't for the school banning him from even Apparating, the Slytherin uniform was almost blown up by the wind from the walk, like a black sea wave.

Damn, that's his dragon.That damned short-sighted dared to touch Master Malfoy's exclusive?

However, when he pushed open the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom with a dark face, the anger in his heart seemed to be completely extinguished by a basin of cold water falling from the sky.Because the normally tidy classroom in front of me seemed to be blown by a strong wind at this moment, the tables, chairs and benches were overturned on the ground, and many papers hung like snowflakes on every corner of the classroom.

There was no one in the classroom. After looking around, he immediately walked in and ran upstairs.The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office was just above the classroom, but when he opened Umbridge's door, there was silence again.

If the mess downstairs was caused by strong winds, then this office was completely hit by a tornado.The pink wallpaper that Umbridge usually dressed up was completely charred by the flames. The murals of cats hanging on the wall were all smashed to the ground at this moment, and all the windows were destroyed. Umbridge His desk was also burned to ashes at the moment.

Draco was silent for a second, and he walked to the corner of the wall and picked up a shivering Hufflepuff with sharp eyes, and his voice was like a cold wind of ten degrees below zero: "What happened?" But the Hufflepuff Patch seemed to have been greatly frightened, his pupils were dilated, as if he didn't listen to Draco's words at all.

On the surface, the prefect looks calm and arrogant, but in his heart he is so anxious that he wants to set the whole school on fire. He can't wait to give this student a charm or a brain reading technique.He took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "I am the prefect of Hogwarts, no matter which college you are from, I have the right and obligation to protect you, now I will ask you a question, tell me what happened, and Where are they?"

It seemed that the line that would protect you gave Hufflepuff a sense of reassurance when he looked up at the prefect's platinum-blond hair and immediately realized who he was.So Hufflepuff came back to his senses completely, and said intermittently: "I... I was called to the office by Umbridge together with Fletta to be punished. Fletta was unwilling and argued loudly with the professor, and she Forcibly dragged into the office..."

"I had no choice but to follow along obediently, and I saw Umbridge requesting, asking Fleta to write with that special torture pen...write, write: I was born lowly. Fletta firmly refused, and very angrily and The professor confronted, and then the professor directly picked up the quill and stuck it into the back of his hand, and then... and then..." Hufflepuff couldn't go on, this student was a bit timid by nature, seeing such a The picture made him almost scared out of his wits.

——Then, the injured body is automatically judged as being attacked, and the dragon-shaped Animagus changes uncontrollably, destroying everything under the irrational rage.

Draco hadn't said a word, and Hufflepuff took a deep breath and said tremblingly: "The professor and I were thrown aside... but Umbridge, although injured, seemed to be I was very happy...she chanted some random spell, and then I suddenly fell asleep, and when I woke up, no one was there..."

Suddenly he raised his head and was startled again by Draco's eyes - what kind of eyes are those, like the dark blue sea in a storm, like a foggy forest that never dawns.Hufflepuff asked cautiously, "Prefect?"

There was a sudden cracking sound on the ground, and he lowered his head in a daze, and saw a long gap in the floor under their feet. All the vases in the house exploded, and the shards and water droplets fell on poor Hufflepuff.

Is this... magic power rampage?He froze for a moment, but that was a situation that children would have because their bodies were too small to control the powerful magic power. How could it be like this now.He was trembling, and his face, which used to be pretty, was now pale and green: "Grow up!"

Draco didn't move at all, he was as silent as a stone, and finally asked suddenly in the ultimate silence: "Your name?"

"Eh? Uh... oh, Colin Conrad (1)." Colin stammered, almost forgetting his name.

"The Malfoy family owes you a favor." After speaking, Draco turned and left.

He went directly to his dean's office, and arrived there at a very fast speed with ease. After saying the password, he pushed open the door of the Potions Professor's office.

"Five points from Slytherin, because his prefect didn't know that he had to knock on the door before entering the teacher's office." Snape looked at the faint blue liquid in a test tube, and his voice was as soft and smooth as silk in the dark night.

"Fifty points from Slytherin," Draco said bluntly.

Snape froze for a moment, he put down the test tube in his hand, and looked at his proud disciple to see if he was insane.

"...Because its prefect left the school privately while he was in school, and went to the Ministry of Magic on his own way."

The author has something to say: (1)

Colin Conard

Colin Conrad

Colin means kind and compassionate child

conrad means aider

Intentional.

Original character, for the plot

Hahahaha

Actually, I'm pretty cute on him.

The appearance of Sawada Tsunayoshi keeps appearing in my mind

Weak!