[HP] My lovely little prince

Everyone at the school-opening banquet was focusing on the food in front of them. Anna couldn't eat enough. She drank a few sips of milk casually and then stared at the corner in a daze.

After everyone ate and drank, Professor Dumbledore stood up and started the welcome speech at the beginning of each semester and some other speeches.

"At the beginning of the new semester, we need to inform you of some changes in the faculty. First of all, let us welcome the return of Professor Graplan. She will be your professor of Magizoology again. I am afraid that Professor Hagrid will leave us for a while."

After saying this, the people in the other three colleges were obviously relieved. Only the people in Slytherin dismissed it and didn't care about the departure of the half-blood giant. Everyone in the professor's chair was relatively calm, but Snape The professor rolled his lips and applauded with a half-smile.

Then Headmaster Dumbledore finally introduced the pink woman.

"In addition, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Dolores Umbridge. I believe everyone will be like me. I wish her good luck."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, Anna didn't know why, but suddenly felt a strange excitement. If she had to describe it, it was probably a kind of anticipation.

This sentence seems to be betting with everyone to see if this professor Umbridge can persist until the end of the semester, or even longer. Think about it, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has not The one with a good ending, the idiot Lockhart in the second grade is considered to have the best ending, Anna guessed, this is probably the legendary blessing for a fool.

Professor Dumbledore originally planned to continue talking about Filch's updated list of contraband. Although everyone didn't really want to hear it, Anna was more willing to listen to Filch's contraband than the pretentious cough of the pink woman. list.

Apparently Professor Dumbledore was more in style, he just turned sideways with a smile and looked at Umbridge.

Umbridge stood up slowly, and walked from the professor's chair to the front desk. Harry suddenly spoke to Hermione in a low voice, and Anna, who was sitting not far away, also heard something.

"That woman also attended my hearing and she worked for Fudge."

Anna sneered when she heard the words: "Ha, it's another Fudge's running dog."

Anna really didn't want to hear another sentence of Fudge's lies and whitewashed declarations throughout the summer vacation, especially the insult to Harry by the Daily Prophet. Anna was so angry that she closed her eyes and pretended that nothing existed There is really no need to argue with the idiots.

"Thank you Headmaster, and thank you for your warm welcome," Umbridge said in a choked voice.

Hermione frowned, and muttered in a low voice, "Is this woman misunderstanding her? She probably thought she was only eight years old."

Anna shook her head: "My six-year-old distant cousin can't talk like that."

"Looking at your happy and bright smiling faces, I feel extremely happy. I'm sure we will become very good friends."

The twins propped their chins and retorted in unison: "That's weird."

Anna couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Ginny next to her elbowed Anna to signal her not to make too much noise, because the whole auditorium was very quiet, and the twins' words were obviously heard by that Umbridge, she just He smiled and glanced at the twins, as if looking at two unimportant little people.

"The Ministry of Magic has always attached great importance to the education of young wizards. If some of your innate talents are not cultivated and exercised under careful and meticulous guidance, there may be no results. The ancient skills unique to the wizarding world, Must be passed on from generation to generation, or it will disappear, the precious storehouse of magical knowledge accumulated by our ancestors must be preserved, supplemented and perfected by those who are fortunate enough to practice the noble profession of education."

Speaking of this, Professor Umbridge stopped talking, turned around and bowed slightly to the other professors, but the professors on the professor's bench didn't seem to accept it, at least Anna could tell that Professor McGonagall was not very happy, Her face was much stiffer than usual, and in comparison, Professor Trelawney, who only knew how to eat with his head down, didn't seem so hideous.

Umbridge turned around and continued to face the students below, and Anna noticed that Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout had exchanged meaningful glances.

"The successive headmasters of Hogwarts have all innovated when shouldering the important task of managing this famous historical school, which is entirely due, because if there is no progress, it will stagnate and decay, but at the same time, progress for the sake of progress This practice should never be encouraged. Our traditions have been tempered and often do not need clumsy revisions. Instead, we must achieve a balance between the new and the old, between permanence and change, and between tradition and innovation. between……"

Anna had a feeling of dreaming back to elementary school mathematics class. God behold, she just picked up an eraser in the second grade, and she never understood mathematics again!

"What is she talking about? Is she speaking English? Why didn't I understand? I seem to know every word she said, why can't I understand a sentence?!" Brigitte turned her head asked.

Anna sighed: "Don't ask, I didn't understand either. What the hell is she talking about?"

Hermione seemed very angry. She took several deep breaths, and then looked at Umbridge: "This means that the Ministry of Magic has attacked Hogwarts."

Umbridge blah blah blah blah blah blah for a long time, so long that Anna almost fell asleep, she finally finished.

Dumbledore started to applaud first, and then other professors started to applaud, and the students below also burst into applause. Anna swore that the applause was definitely not because of what Umbridge said, but because she finally shut up.

Back at the dormitory at night, everyone was sleepy, but there were still a lot of people gathered in the lounge. Boys and girls sat staggered to fill every seat. Everyone held the Daily Prophet in their hands, and it was full of words. Leigh's insult, bluntly calling him Dumbledore's lying boy.

When Harry walked into the lounge, many people looked at him secretly, and Harry also saw the Daily Prophet in the hands of those people.

"Hi, Dean, Seamus, how's your summer vacation?" Harry greeted his roommate pretending to be relaxed.

Dean shrugged and put down the newspaper in his hand: "It's not bad, I think it should be better than Seamus."

Seamus dropped the newspaper in his hand with a swish. Anna and Ginny walked in behind the brothers of the Weasley family. The atmosphere in the lounge seemed to be a little weird. Seamus stood up and said In a very aggressive posture, he walked across from Harry.

"My mum doesn't want me to go back to Hogwarts this year."

Harry just looked at Seamus like this: "Why?"

Seamus sneered: "Why? Let me think about it, it's because of you. The Daily Prophet wrote a lot about you and Dumbledore."

Harry couldn't believe it: "What? Does your mother still believe in the Daily Prophet?"

Seamus looked arrogant: "After all, no one else was there that night, who knows what happened."

Harry stared at Seamus, his eyes were full of anger: "Then why not be like your idiot mother, read the Daily Prophet, it's all written on it."

Simo took two steps forward: "Why do you insult my mother!"

Ron rushed forward and stopped Seamus: "What happened?"

Seamus pointed at Harry: "He's crazy! He's completely crazy. Don't you believe his nonsense about the mysterious man!"

Standing in front of Harry, Ron looked at those students with puzzled, contemptuous, or indifferent eyes: "Yes, I believe in Harry."

Harry glanced at the other people in the lounge, and the anger in his heart turned into a kind of helplessness, a kind of depression, and he simply lowered his head and turned to leave, followed by Ron.

"Seamus, use your brain to think about it. You are Harry's classmate. You have been with Harry for five years. Does the Daily Prophet know Harry better than you? Why don't you see it with your own eyes? Instead, trust the mouthpiece of a group of politicians."

Anna stood up angrily.

"Think about who is behind the Daily Prophet. It's the Ministry of Magic and a group of politicians. They don't care about the truth. They only care about power, interests, and money. For them, the interests of whitewashing the peace are far higher than When the truth is revealed, they don't care how many innocent people will be killed or injured under the cover-up of the truth. On the contrary, we, ordinary people, are the ones who need the truth, even if the fear and harm brought by the truth will Make us miserable, but the truth is the truth."

Ginny stood behind Anna and said to Seamus.

Seamus seemed a little angry, but couldn't help thinking again.

"What's wrong with you guys, we are Gryffindors, we believe in friends, we take risks, we dare to face our fears. Why do you treat Harry like that, he is so sincere, kind, and upright, why are you always in his need of friends When I was in need of help, I pushed him away again and again, this is how Gryffind!" Anna kicked off the people in the lounge and returned to the dormitory angrily.

Ginny, Angelas, and Brigitte also came back soon. The four girls didn't say much. It was only when they were lying on the bed that Angelas slowly said: "Anna, what should we do? When Voldemort returns .”

Anna was lying on the bed, looking at the curtain of the bed, the golden red curtain was like a flame burning in the night, Anna's heart was ignited by this flame.

"We fight, darling, we will fight. We are Gryffindors"

We are Gryffindors, we are valiant and reckless, we are never afraid to fight.