[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 64: learn to listen to the advice of the elders

Because of his reckless behavior in the morning, Harry was finally thrown out of the cellar door by the professor with his collar, and was confinement in the Potions Office for a week.But in any case, the successful completion of the important event of Occlumency is still a great event worth celebrating, and Draco can finally breathe a small sigh of relief.

The biggest problem they face now is still from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which is not aimed at individuals, and does not consider the OWLs exam. In the current environment, not to mention that they must have a complete set of combat simulation exercises, it is other people, such as Don't Crabbe, Goyle, Hermione or Weasley need to learn some real self-defense skills?According to Umbridge, the old toad's teaching model, a zero score in the exam is a trivial matter, and it would be too unjust if a little life is caught because of it.

Draco thought of the "Dumbledore's Army" in his previous life, which was a helpless move Hermione thought of at the beginning, and it must be admitted that it was really effective, but unfortunately he couldn't follow suit now, because the situation was completely different, Draco went through it in his mind If the students in the school want to carry out effective self-defense and combat training——he silently counted the current Slytherin seniors, and the war is imminent, who can he abandon except those seedlings of Death Eaters who have been quarantined?In the end, the whole house must participate; then Gryffindor, no need to ask, with the Weasley brothers, even if the scope is limited to friends and friends of friends, it will almost expand to the whole house in the end. No less than Slytherin.

If Slytherin and Gryffindor both have systematic learning, then of course Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw must also be included.The four colleges are united in good faith-this is the advice of the Sorting Hat, not to mention that Hermione is still in Ravenclaw.So thinking about it this way, it would definitely not work to set up some kind of defense club secretly. Even if the Response Room is spacious enough, there is no way to unify the time.

If it is destined that the combat practice cannot be controlled to a few people, then simply, Draco narrowed his eyes, it is best to drive that pink toad out of Hogwarts, even if there is no Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, they can also become a more Effective format, such as a school-wide, public DA club?

The plan in Draco's mind has not been perfected here, and the hideous face behind the dull appearance of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been revealed there-as more and more people get tired of the tedious reading and Ministry of Magic in every class. White-washed spoofs, classroom order in Defense Against the Dark Arts became increasingly difficult to maintain, and Professor Umbridge began a large-scale confinement of those who opposed her.

"I can't take it anymore!" Fred ran over to the Slytherin table in a frenzy while eating lunch, grabbed Harry, and said without concealing his voice, "We'll start making nosebleed cows right away." Gut, I admit it! Even if Professor Snape catches you and puts you in confinement for a lifetime, it's worth it, I don't want to take that damn toad's class again!

"Be quiet!" Harry glanced carefully at the expressionless dean over there, pinching Fred's neck and almost gnashing his teeth, "I just finished a week of confinement in the potions office, including pickling three barrels Frog Eyeball, don't give me another excuse to be imprisoned by the dean so quickly—calm down, calm down... Fred, you don't have to look so grim," said Harry when he saw Fred's appearance. Suddenly dropped an octave, "If the raw materials can be finished before the weekend, I think next week should be—brother, don't forget that I also have homework to write, if I get the raw materials by myself, no matter what One week——Relax, why are you in such a hurry, it’s not short of two days..." Harry comforted the furious Fred, he seemed to think of something in the middle of speaking, and looked at him suspiciously. Looking at Fred, "Wait, are you among the people locked up by that old toad?"

The confinement lie about good reason that Draco had lied to Umbridge had finally been caught, but now she had nothing to do with Draco.How profound is Draco's magical knowledge, even if he used the time of Defense Against the Dark Arts to study all kinds of things, how could Umbridge expose it?

Now Umbridge hasn't found out that his penalty points don't work, so he is very happy to deduct points. Slytherin's forbearance is engraved in his bones. Within the range of Gryffindor, there is almost no confinement punishment, but when you encounter Gryffindor's firecracker temper, you will explode at the slightest irritation. Since this week, Gryffindor and Umbridge have completely broken up, causing a large number of people to be locked up.

Draco was completely angry, "Idiot! Didn't you all understand what she was during the holidays? Others are stupid, so you follow..." Halfway through the yelling, Draco realized that he had lost his dignity, and took a deep breath. Tone, "Okay, okay, what does she want you to do in confinement?"

"Scribing." Fred said angrily.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, fine copying is okay, after all, it's not dangerous—what?" Harry's voice suddenly turned high, because he saw the back of Fred's exposed hand, with clear knife marks on it The scars are the kind where the flesh is cut with a small knife, revealing bloodstains and scars, and there is still a long sentence engraved: [I must not offend the professor. ] Draco frowned, "Your hand, Fred!"

"This is what was transcribed, with her pen, with our own blood."

Everyone on the Slytherin side who saw the wound was shocked. This, this is really an extremely shameless act of injury. Hogwarts has never had such a punishment!Even if that old Squib Filch talked about corporal punishment with chains and whips hundreds of years ago, judging from the rumors from the Ravenclaw faction, it is likely that it was just scaring people, and there was no such thing in historical records. Such a punishment record.

Harry tightly held the spoon in his hand, extremely angry, and seemed to be trying to control his emotions—obviously unsuccessful—the strawberry jelly in front of Harry suddenly exploded, and the juice splashed everywhere, and then Della Ke quickly pushed him down on the chair first. He couldn't let Harry clash with that toad in such a completely irrational way. It was obvious that he would suffer!

Draco glanced briefly, and saw the dean...'

"Harry, go to Professor Snape first, go to the potions office and make them some painkillers!

Harry listened to the suggestion this time, threw down the napkin without saying a word, and thunderbolt and lightning rushed directly to the teacher's seat over there with sparks, asking for the use of the potions office and the teacher's material cabinet. The death-defying attitude that would bring the professor down—typically the scars healed and he forgot the pain, and his week of confinement had just ended.

The Snake King stared at him deadly, then nodded expressionlessly in agreement.

But later in the Potions Office, after Harry had boiled a large pot of juice from the tentacles of Mortla Rat, which was suitable for healing wounds, and the high-quality wound potion was approved by the Potions Master, the King Snake Venom, which was settled after autumn, appeared. Like a sprinkler, the little Harry was fully soaked.

"Although it is obvious that Mr. Weasley's brain and pain nerves can be different from the dullness of ordinary people, he will not go to Madam Pomfrey but to you for help, but I have to say that not everyone can be as rough-skinned as him Thick, his brain is stuffed with slug mucus, and he can be so careless in the face of black magic wounds."

Harry blinked, but didn't react.

"Madam Pomfrey has gone too far." Professor Snape said more bluntly this time, his face darkened for a moment, and he also knew that Madam Pomfrey had already complained to the headmaster about this issue.

Professor Snape prepared the first batch of black magic wound healing potion and sent it to the medical wing as early as the weekend at the request of the medical witch. All the students who had endured such punishment and went to the medical wing for help had no serious wounds. ——If the deans hadn't joined forces to severely attack the arrogance of the pink toad, why didn't she show up for dinner at the teacher's table for two consecutive days?

They, the dean, have settled this matter long ago, and they are still waiting for this little green-eyed monster to brew a wound potion with a murderous posture?Professor Snape nodded in agreement with Harry's request, just wanting to take this single opportunity to give a warning to this little troll with a stinger under his ass - the Ministry of Magic must not have pure motives for sending such a person to the school, Fudge Wouldn't really send an idiot to Hogwarts unprepared to do tricks under Dumbledore's nose - this person had to be guarded against.

Fortunately, Umbridge wasn't there when we were having dinner today. Otherwise, this mindless idiot would have had to confront the Senior Deputy Minister of Magic in person. !

Madam Pomfrey - pissed off! '

Imagine the scene at that time—Harry was completely caught up in the gratifying news, and didn't pay attention to the professor's face that was about to rain—Madam Pomfrey yelled at the old toad, and the situation suddenly changed, and the sand and stones flew away... so Thinking about it, Harry suddenly felt that the scorching heat that had been stuck in his chest began to cool down, and he couldn't help but say, "That is to say, that old toad was roasted by the fire-breathing dragon in the medical tower..."

"Watch your words!" Professor Snape raised his homework book and slapped him on the head, "Madame Pomfrey is a respectable, dedicated and responsible medical witch, don't let me hear Any nonsense nicknames for this knowledgeable lady are not allowed to be nicknamed for other professors." Hearing Professor Snape's tone, he was obviously very reluctant to add the following sentence 'additional explanation' .

Harry snickered.

"Potter!" Professor Snape suddenly sternly said, "What is Article [-] of the Slytherin Code of Conduct?"

"Be cautious, act after planning, and never put yourself in danger." Harry replied reflexively.

Professor Snape nodded, "Very well, there is no recklessness, and no one gets stolen goods at the same time, understand?"

Oh--

The stunned expression of the green-eyed little troll made the professor spurn him, and then the potions master threw him out of the cellar with the little black cat by his collar.

In fact, the most successful double agent of the twentieth century was not overly wary of Umbridge, and even the Potions Master's estimation was revealed after spending one night!Umbridge, who had disappeared for a few days, sat down on the teacher's seat to eat again. The front page of today's Daily Prophet published an announcement about the "No. 20 Education Order No. [-]" issued by the Ministry of Magic.

"[The Ministry of Magic? Ordered? Appoint? A Senior Inquisitor to Hogwarts.]" Pansy finished reading every word, with a face full of incomprehension, "Senior Inquisitor, what are you doing?"

"Responsible for investigating whether each professor is suitable for teaching, whether he is a qualified professor, and whether all Hogwarts staff meet the definition of qualification in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic." Draco took a bite of the boiled egg.

"She will evaluate whether other professors are qualified? Then who will evaluate whether she is really qualified?" Pan Xi felt that this decree was incredible.

Harry blinked, suddenly slapped the table, and understood, "She must have gone for Madam Pomfrey! She was yelled at by Madam Pomfrey because she hurt the students by violating the rules, so she Just asked for a title from the Ministry of Magic that can override all professors and teaching staff, so as to be a tyrant here!" Harry suddenly remembered a more important thing, "Could it be...she has the right to expel anyone' Unqualified' faculty?"

"No, she can't!" Draco slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Any ultra vires orders from the Ministry of Magic will not work. Even if the Ministry of Magic orders a certain teacher to leave, the contract of employment of such an order in Hogwarts is equivalent to a dead letter, because the employment contract of Hogwarts has It has magical effect, and the magic restriction will not be invalidated because of a small order from the Ministry of Magic, "They can come up with those laws, but Hogwarts Castle will not admit it, this is not the Ministry of Magic, so you don't have to Worried about Professor Trelawney getting fired or something."

Um?Harry tilted his head, wondering, how could Draco think he was worried about Professor Trelawney being expelled?

After Draco finished speaking, he turned to the teacher's seat and kept staring at Umbridge thoughtfully, until not only Harry and the people around the Slytherin table noticed, but even Umbridge also noticed , It makes people feel creepy——As he said, Draco's blue-gray eyes would look especially cold and ruthless if there was no emotion flowing. ’ Umbridge was sitting there, not far from here, and he seemed to be sitting on pins and needles under Draco’s sight. In the end, it seemed that he couldn’t stand the psychological pressure, and he said “cough—” several times Cough—" He cleared his throat, but Draco didn't respond. He didn't speak, and he didn't look away. In the end, Professor McGonagall said impatiently, "Dolores, your throat is itchy. Do you need Madam Pomfrey to prescribe you some throat drops?"

Draco was thinking about something just now—everything has its disadvantages and its advantages. His plan to expel Umbridge suddenly came to inspiration, which came from Fred's suggestion of skipping class yesterday. Draco roughly had an estimate in his mind Afterwards, he turned to Harry and asked in a low voice, "What's the minimum time it takes to make those skip candies."

Harry roughly calculated, "If it's just me, it will take at least a week to make six kinds of candies—this is on the premise that I don't do my homework—the potion ingredients need to be processed, and the final candies need Fred They can do it themselves, I'll only do the potion part."

"If we buy semi-finished potion materials directly, how about I help you?"

"It will take at least three days - Draco, you know that there are a lot of trade-restricted materials in it, which is not easy to deal with."

"It just so happens that Mundungus is a well-connected guy." Draco raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry. Mundungus was the philistine and funny man they met when the Order of the Phoenix held a meeting at 12 Grimmauld Place. , belonged to the small people in the market, but there was no doubt that such people were very useful.

"Sounds like you have a plan." Harry hurriedly stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth and stood up, so he must hurry up.

"Yeah, a plan that doesn't let someone continue to show off." Draco stood up too.

They made an appointment with Fred and they discussed the preparations. In Draco's original words, "Under the condition that the Ministry of Magic stretched its hand so far, believe me, the professor wouldn't care if we threw it at that toad." What are you greeting, the premise is that as long as you are careful enough, you don't fall into the trap!"

Regarding the issue of mail-order potion materials, Mundungus is indeed a reliable black market dealer. Even if such items as C-type prohibited trade items such as poisonous tentacle seeds can be obtained quickly, of course, in terms of price, Draco made a big deal to let people including The three poor shareholders of WPW (Weasley Potter Brothers Joke Merchandise), including Harry, are completely annoyed because they paid at least [-]% more, so that George and Fred plan to buy Ginny a broomstick after making money I am afraid that the plan is very reluctant.

"Okay," Draco looked at the pitiful looks of the three of them, even if these potion materials were enough to make hundreds of quick-acting skipping candy gift packs, this amount of money was nothing compared to the money that Draco would throw out in his follow-up plan Da Wu, "The cost of this batch of candies is paid by me personally, I don't want you to share any dividends, but all arrangements must be made by me.

"Really? What do you want?"

"You have a plan!"

"Let's make the candy first." Draco filled out the list of the rest of the conventional potion ingredients needed, and ordered a Pensieve by mail. This seems to be useless now, but he still wants to find time Look at that dream Harry had, at least that represented the Dark Lord's motives.

With Malfoy's financial support, the convenient semi-finished materials did save them a lot of time, and the four of them started working at the same time. In the Room of Requirement, Harry and Draco were in charge of the potion part, while Fred and George needed solid potions. Charmology perfectly combines potions and candies. The twins have inherited their mother's skill in making candies. The finished product looks exquisite!

In this way, within two days after all the potion materials were obtained, hundreds of quick-acting skipping class candy gift packs were made.

But the candy making link is only the weakest part for Draco, and more importantly, how to sell this channel secretly - people are unpredictable, the other party is the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, and there is a minister behind him, No matter how many scandals there are, at least they have not resigned yet, and they are still in power. Just offering a lure or threatening students whose parents work in the Ministry of Magic is not more persuasive than your little skipping candy?In case a few of them are confessed by these students who "bought the stolen goods", it will be "stolen and stolen". Peel off the skin!The twins are not going to get better either. Their mother won't let them go after passing Professor McGonagall's test.

After listening to Draco's solution, the twins said, "Wow! Insidious and cunning Slytherin vipers, you are too cunning, you can think of such a way?"

"That's called not keeping a secret," Draco said with a look of contempt for the red-haired Bludger's fuss, "Even if Umbridge knew that there was something wrong with skipping candy, even if she knew that we made it, there would be no evidence to find us head!"

"It turns out that you Slytherins have escaped confinement and point deductions so many times!" George jumped up and accused loudly with a look of unwillingness.

"No," said Draco, "that's what I learned from the dementor attack on Harry during the holidays."

George and Fred said nothing, but did so at once.

A statement was posted on the bulletin board in the hallway outside the hall—the one for students, which is usually an exchange bulletin board for exchanging second-hand items or club notices—the content on it is quite inexplicable: [Students in need,

students who have heard

expected classmates;

Please give every Wednesday and Saturday night,

Sixteen Sickles of silver, in a sock by the bed.

For our common purpose, work hard! ]

In place of the signature is a coat of arms with WPW in the middle - a gold W surrounded by a silver P - who in the whole school doesn't know what this stands for?

Then that night, a considerable number of people put money in the socks with a tacit understanding. The next day, the money disappeared and the candies remained.

Pansy and Zabini belonged to the first wave of 'transparent', Pansy held the gift package of skipping class candy, she didn't try it for a long time, she was a little entangled, "Draco, I have to say this is a good idea. Things, but if a large number of people in class either vomit blood or pass out, or have a fever, they will be seen through by that toad!" Pan Xi, the prefect, had to think more deeply, and it is certainly a good thing to use this opportunity to get rid of that toad, But considering the feasibility, it is too obvious to do so.

"So, my Majesty the Queen, you must be one step ahead of others." Blaise has already made a decision, and he will escape first, without caring about others' suffering.

At this moment, Draco saw Harry come back from the outside staggeringly rubbing his arms. With a wave of his wand, he removed all the schoolbags and books on the sofa beside him, and then Harry sat down on his lap , Draco helped him squeeze his neck and shoulders—Harry and Fred went to make fruit candy—real fruit candy—to thank the Hogwarts house elves who helped a lot in this matter, And Harry also had to give those elves an order. Anyone who asked him could not say anything. This was the highest order authorized from Hogwarts Castle. Draco's plan was now in place.

While kneading the little black cat on his lap, Draco talked about his vision, "I don't think there's anything strange about it, just look at her clothing taste and her vicious way of harming students in confinement. Good reason to doubt her character and character. I guess it wouldn't be surprising if someone had a fever, vomited, had a sudden accident in her class.. Does anyone know if a certain perfume she was using contained toxins? Who knows Could there be something toxic in her that caused a large number of students to be allergic? Or what did she do to the students in the classroom... Isn't she a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? I'm sure many people will be happy to confirm this The news, anyway, she has already aroused public outrage."

——too vicious!

A table of small snakes patted the table, stamped their feet, and whistled.