[HP] Noble

I don't know whether it's an honor or a misfortune, but the first class of Slytherin's first year is the class of their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Ms. Umbridge.In front of the basement classroom where Defense Against the Dark Arts was taught, Scorpius looked in. The new professor didn't seem to be here yet.Third-year Slytherin felt a little new, and this was the first time he had a female Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"I advise you not to have too many illusions." Draco rolled up the corners of his lips in disgust, "I heard that she used to be a Slytherin, but her graduation results were not very good."

"—A Slytherin who is very obsessed with pure blood, most people hate her, oh not because of the differences in pure blood, but because she is always yin and yang in school." Zabini in He added that standing next to him was a first-grade boy with freckles on his face and light brown hair. He tried hard to look calm, but he failed. Anyone can see that for the upcoming In the first class, he was very nervous.

"Anyway, I hope she doesn't fall short of a Death Eater drinking Polyjuice Potion, considering my OWL this year—"

Draco's words suddenly caught in his throat.

There was an eerie clatter of high-heeled shoes down the corridor, a heavy and fast clatter, as if an elephant were tap-dancing in ballet shoes.Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the source of the sound, and finally, they saw their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Ms Umbridge.

This is really a...beautiful campus landscape.

Among the students in school uniforms looking dusty except for their ties, Scorpius saw a huge pink mass advancing towards them as they moved away.

Professor Umbridge is short, maybe not more than 5 feet tall, which makes her look like a walking pig with her almost ridiculous high heels (maybe that's a bit too mean, but swear to Merlin it's very apt) .She was wearing a pink polo sweater and that incredible pink hat with a black velvet bow.

Scorpius looked back at Draco with interest, eager to hear what the well-dressed Malfoy heir thought.

But this time the latter let him down.

Draco just twitched the corners of his lips and said calmly, "Should someone remind her that summer is not over yet?"

The little French girl next to him couldn't help laughing for a moment, dropping her head quickly and covering her mouth as Umbridge approached them.

"..." Scorpius shrugged, "Well, the Hogwarts cellar is still... er, quite cold."

Those words earned Draco a sarcastic squint.

"Good morning, Professor Umbridge." Greetings came sparsely from the crowd - the Gryffindor children seemed less enthusiastic.

At this time, Scorpius thought that the brief first meeting would end in such a simple way, but soon he found that he was too naive.

The walking pink toad stopped in front of them, and her expressionless face changed into a creepy smile. She quickly scanned the crowd with loving eyes, and then Scorpius heard a voice In his impression, even girls in the first grade would not use that voice again: "Oh, my lovely little babies, it seems that you need a little etiquette education! —— Morning greetings are a wonderful thing thing, then, let's do it again—"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally said reluctantly: "Good morning, Professor Umbridge."

This time it was a little tidier, but definitely not enthusiastic.

So the smile on the lady's face became brighter: "Be more enthusiastic, let me see your vitality!"

"——I enthusiastically feel that I'm going to be late." Scorpius looked at the time and muttered, "The first class is prophecy class, and Merlin knows that I have to walk on two legs from the lowest point of Hogwarts to the highest place."

"The highest place is the Observatory," said Draco lazily. "Oh, good morning, Professor Umbridge."

It was the third time they repeated it, and this time, loud and full of false enthusiasm, Professor Umbridge finally nodded with satisfaction.

"Stupid," Draco commented.

At this moment, the lady turned her head abruptly and turned to Draco.Scorpius swears, he felt the whole body of the Slytherin prince next to him tense up for a moment, and subconsciously reached for his wand.

What does this guy want?Attack the professor?Scorpius almost gloated, although Draco told him afterwards that the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts had a look that made people want to attack, but that's something for later, let's not mention it for now.Anyway, now, this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor seemed to be completely unconscious about going to class, she walked up to the senior Slytherins, clutching a book tightly with her short fat hand... Can't see clearly What a book, thick anyway (Scorpius noticed that he began to sympathize with the first graders).

"It seems that even though I have been away for so many years, the warm and nostalgic little rules of the Slytherin short-term protection group have still been preserved." Umbridge said enthusiastically, and she smiled like a "little girl in spring." Like, "When I first came to Hogwarts, a sixth-year senior was my guardian - very handsome, tall. Oh, let me say, it's kind of romantic, like a handsome knight .”

As she said this, her eyes were on Draco.

Draco was worthy of being Draco, and under such intense gazes, he still gracefully smiled at their terrifying professor.

"Malfoy kid, giggling, I was invited to your full moon ball once, oh, when you were a baby," said Umbridge, as if she only noticed Draco now, " As classy as your father Lucius Malfoy."

"Thanks, Professor," Draco smirked, and Scorpius noticed that his hand, hidden behind his robes, was never far from his wand.

It wasn't until the piercing class bell rang above everyone's heads that Umbridge continued to use her shy voice to drive all the first graders back to the classroom.

"Like an old hen," Draco said blankly facing the closed Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom door, "It seems that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class must be self-study."

"That's all your thoughts?" Scorpius, who was rushing back with his schoolbag in his hands, asked incredulously, "She seems to really want to have a teacher-student talk with you that spans ages and forgets her identity. love!"

Draco responded by hitting Scorpius hard on the back of the head with his Potions notes.