Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 1001 Pink Toad

  After school started, Albert's life was busy and fulfilling.

  In addition to showing his face in the professors' club, he also visited Professor Flitwick, chatted about the International Wizarding Duel Contest, and sent him a few photos taken after winning the championship, thanking Professor Flitwick for his help.

  Professor Flitwick is very pleased that his favorite student has become the youngest dueling champion, and he will be able to brag about it to others for many years in the future.

  The night before the Saturday holiday, Albert set aside a few hours to give Katrina a Defense Against the Dark Arts tutorial in the Room of Requirement. The rest of the time was spent by Isobel's side, living a warm world belonging to the two of them.

  They chatted a lot about things in school, and spent a rather pleasant weekend together, and the plan to brew the Felicia was officially started.

Isobel became interested in the Felicity Potion. Although the Lucky Potion cannot bring real luck to people, it can greatly improve the user's abilities in all aspects. Maybe one day, with a flash of inspiration, he will succeed in breaking through the existing bottleneck up?

  Unfortunately, the happy time is always very short. After having dinner together on the weekend, Albert kissed Isobel goodbye and returned to Hogwarts Castle.

  As soon as he returned to school, Fred, George and Lee Jordan came to him immediately and talked about the changes that happened when he was no longer in school.

  Peves repeated the old trick again, and played tricks on the tableware of the new professor. Umbridge vomited and had diarrhea after eating, and the scene got out of control for a while.

   "You didn't let her fall halfway?" Albert looked at the three of them in amazement. He felt that if Umbridge fell, pooped on his pants, and died in public, he would probably be ashamed to stay in school to teach.

   "We wanted to, but the fact was so sudden that we didn't have time to react." The three of them looked a little disappointed and missed this great opportunity.

   "Umbridge must be mad!" Albert asked with a smile, scratching Tom's chin and the back of his neck.

   "Yeah, Umbridge almost went crazy with anger, if he didn't hold back... he would be the laughing stock of Hogwarts." George forced himself not to laugh.

   "Toad had a big tantrum, and she suspected that someone had added something to her food, but there was no proof," added Fred.

   "I guess she wanted to break her head, but she didn't expect that Peeves was targeting her." Li Qiaodan couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

  Albert comforted Tom who was startled by the three of them, and asked, "Who is the suspect?"

   "Harry." George lowered his voice.

   "Are you sure it wasn't Umbridge who was targeting Potter?" Albert had a strange expression on his face, and it was really hard for him to understand what Umbridge was thinking.

"This afternoon, Peeves put a poisonous gas egg under Umbridge's chair cushion, locked the office door, and blocked the keyhole by the way." Fred explained, "It just so happened that she was Prepare to put Harry in confinement. As soon as Harry sat down, he squashed the gas bomb under the chair cushion. Umbridge and Harry were almost suffocated to death in the office. In the end, Umbridge used the Explosive Curse , blasting open the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, and the two escaped from inside."

   "So, she suspects that Potter is up to something?"

"right."

"Harry thought it was Umbridge who was messing with him." Lee Jordan whispered, "Harry was very calm and deliberately made things big, and even asked Professor McGonagall to find him. Finally, Umbridge The poisonous gas eggs were found under the chair cushion, which revealed that Umbridge used black magic props to punish the students."

   Everyone now knows what Umbridge is like.

   "Professor McGonagall was almost furious." George said in a low voice, "I've never seen her so angry."

   "Potter didn't retaliate."

   "Of course, Umbridge was knocked out as soon as he left the headmaster's office, his head was stuffed in the toilet in the girls' bathroom, and he was finally found by a Hufflepuff girl."

  Umbridge insisted that Harry attacked her and secretly took revenge on her.

   Amazingly, Harry was in the common room doing his homework, and there were a bunch of people who could testify to him. "

   "Compound medicine?" Albert guessed the reason.

  The three laughed quite unscrupulously.

Undoubtedly, Peeves used his ability to do things exceptionally well, playing new tricks with the toys Albert gave him, and tossing Umbridge quite badly in just one week. It was Potter who was unlucky enough to be affected innocently. .

   "When do you think Peeves will drive Umbridge away?" Fred asked curiously.

   "Shouldn't Umbridge be expected to last longer?" Albert said meaningfully, "She is a source of happiness."

  The four looked at each other, and all laughed maliciously.

  Yeah, the source of happiness.

   Umbridge naturally didn't know, a group of bad-hearted guys were about to watch her jokes.

   Umbridge, who has been tossed by eerie strange noises all night, really doesn't understand why he encountered all kinds of strange things. Could it be the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

It’s no wonder that Umbridge thinks this way. She has encountered too many bad things recently. Take last night as an example. She remembered that she had to close the window before going to sleep, but when she woke up in the middle of the night, she found that the window was actually closed. The person opened it, and what made Umbridge even more horrified was that there were horrible noises coming from outside the window, which scared her so much that she couldn't sleep well all night. When he woke up in the morning, Umbridge came to the teacher's seat with thick dark circles under his eyes, and he could barely maintain his usual smirk.

  The sky was gray and the thunder was rumbling, which seemed to indicate that something bad was about to happen.

  Umbridge sat in her seat, looking suspiciously at the contents of the plate. Since the last time she vomited and had diarrhea, she suspected that someone had added something to her food.

   Of course, Umbridge doesn't have any evidence, because everyone eats the same food, and she is the only one who has problems.

  In the teacher's seat, the professors were chatting about the news of Albert's victory. Professor Flitwick's face was filled with an unconcealable smile, and he passed the photo of Albert's victory to other professors.

When Umbridge heard that the professors were going to make a photo album of Anderson's winning photos and put them in the Hogwarts Prize Showroom to exhibit Albert's brilliant achievements, he felt even less appetite. An urge to gag.

   "Is this really necessary?"

  Umbridge found it very absurd. She carefully tasted the food on the plate and swallowed it after making sure there was nothing unusual.

  The last time he vomited and had a stomachache, Umbridge was sure that there must be something wrong with what he ate.

   If something goes wrong next time, she must keep the food and have it tested by someone to see if someone has poisoned her food.

  If she caught the guy who poisoned him, she'd have to fire him herself, break his wand, and throw him in Azkaban.

   Just as Umbridge was delusional, there was a sudden commotion below. A group of students gathered around the long Gryffindor table, and they didn't know what they were discussing.

  When Umbridge was about to go over to see what was going on, Professor McGonagall next to her interrupted her thoughts.

   "Oh, by the way, Anderson asked me to ask you a while ago if you would like to be made into a wizard card." Professor McGonagall asked when Umbridge stood up.

"What?"

  Umbridge looked at Professor McGonagall warily, the two sides had not been very happy before.

   "A card game that is very popular at Hogwarts."

   As he spoke, Professor McGonagall took out a very delicate card from his robe pocket, handed it to Umbridge and said, "It's probably like this."

  Umbridge looked at the exquisite card suspiciously. On it, Professor McGonagall was holding a few books and a wand in his hand, and in front of him was a goblet that was turned into an owl.

   "I just heard that this year's wizard card game has been moved forward?" Professor Sprout said. She also has a similar wizard card, which she also loves.

   After all, not many wizards can be printed on a Chocolate Frog card.

   "Do you have one too?"

   "The professors at Hogwarts basically agreed." Professor Flitwick explained, "No one would miss such an opportunity, would they?"

   Before Umbridge could reply, a hundred or so owls suddenly flew into the hall, several of them flew towards the teacher's bench, and threw a large package in front of Umbridge.

  Among them, several owls flapped their wings and landed on the dining table, jostling each other, wanting to be the first to hand over the envelope, and incidentally ruined Umbridge's breakfast.

  The change in the teacher's seat quickly attracted the attention of the students below.

   When Umbridge got the letters from the owl and opened one of them, something amazing happened.

The letter seemed to have opened its mouth, and it actually started to scold Umbridge, saying that she had the nerve to be a professor at Hogwarts, and also scolded Dumbledore by the way, thinking that the school and the Ministry of Magic did it wrong. Irresponsibility towards Hogwarts students.

  Of course, before the letter was finished, Umbridge pulled out his wand with a black face, and burned the letter to ashes.

  However, what made Umbridge even more angry was that there was a burst of warm applause from below.

   When Umbridge was furious, she was horrified to find that the envelopes actually started to burn, like howling letters.

   Except, of course, a certain letter from the Ministry of Magic. After Umbridge picked out the letter from the pile of envelopes, he waved his wand and tried to blow up the burning letters.

  The surrounding professors felt that something was wrong, and moved aside one after another, so as not to be affected by innocent people.

   In fact, they are very correct.

   Those letters exploded on the table with a bang, and a pitch-black smoke began to spread around, completely enveloping Umbridge.

  The students who were having breakfast below were all stunned by this scene, looking at the teacher's bench shrouded in black mist in shock, even a few professors were whispering and gossiping about what happened just now.

The black mist quickly disappeared, and Umbridge reappeared in front of everyone. Only her yellow teeth and eyes remained on her round face, and the rest of her face was painted black. The brown hair turned into a fluffy afro at this moment.

   "Her hairstyle is really unique." Shanna glanced at the few people across the way.

   "It seems that Umbridge must have offended people terribly." Angelina looked very excited. Recently, seeing Umbridge have bad luck has become a source of happiness for everyone.

   There was a murmur in the hall, and everyone was discussing who was eviling Umbridge.

  The professors looked at their colleagues with eyelids twitching, and they all moved away from the dining table. The package that was originally placed on the table was trembling slightly.

  As long as you have a little brain, you can guess that there must be something good in the package.

  No professor was willing to try it himself. Umbridge's embarrassed appearance reminded them that these pranks were aimed at the new professor.

  The next moment, with a "boom", the package was directly blasted into the sky, startling everyone in the hall.

  People were horrified to find that a large number of toads spewed out of the package.

  Some of the toads actually jumped on Umbridge.

ah!

  Umbridge's scream resounded through the sky.

   "These toads seem to like Umbridge!"

   Albert looked at the toad that jumped to his feet, raised his finger, and turned it back to its original shape. It turned out to be a picture of a toad cut out of a newspaper.

  At this moment, Umbridge was almost overwhelmed by toads, but no one was willing to lend a helping hand to her.

   Just when everyone thought the prank was about to end, Umbridge's voice suddenly sounded in the hall: "My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

   "My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

   "My name is Umbridge, and I'm a pink toad!"

  Umbridge's voice rang three times, as if to verify this sentence, Umbridge, who was drowned by the toad, suddenly disappeared with a "poof".

  Where Umbridge was standing, a pink toad suddenly appeared.

  Everyone in the hall was stunned again. They never thought that the beloved Professor Umbridge would turn into a pink toad in front of them.

   Omg!

   This thing is like a dream.

   "It's so similar!"

   I don't know who opened the mouth, and immediately got a burst of echo.

   "Who came up with this idea, it's really great!"

   "That man is an absolute genius."

   "Quickly take a picture, whoever has a camera, quickly take a picture."

   "Poof!"

"Hahaha!"

   "I can't help it, hahaha!"

   "It's so funny, hahaha!"

   "No, let me laugh for a while, hahahaha!

   After someone started to lead the laugh, the others finally couldn't hold back anymore.

   The hall was suddenly filled with joyous laughter.

Looking at Umbridge who had turned into a pink toad, Harry stuffed several sedatives into his mouth in order to prevent slips of the tongue, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising. Everyone could see that Harry Potter was in a very bad mood. good.

   As insiders, Ron and Hermione naturally knew what was going on with Umbridge. In order not to let themselves laugh, they suffocated their laughter until they felt uncomfortable.

  Fred and George didn't have such concerns. They reached out and slapped the table vigorously, laughing extremely badly.

   "Ah! I can't, I feel like I'm dying of laughter." In the end, the two of them slumped on the chairs even more limply.

  Even the professors didn't stop him, let alone any professor took the initiative to help Umbridge lift the Transfiguration Curse on him.

  If it wasn't for the seriousness of the professors, maybe the professors would laugh too.

Professor McGonagall's face twitched, and he seemed to be hesitating whether to help dispel the magic, but Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout didn't seem to want people to break the beautiful moment, and discussed with Professor McGonagall whether they should use detectors in the future Check the students' packages and make sure they are safe before handing them over to the students.

  As for Professor Snape, when he saw the pink toad jumping towards him, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He tried not to let himself draw out his wand, and gave the pink toad a stunning spell.

   Just when Snape raised his wand and was about to help Umbridge remove the Transfiguration Curse, he suddenly heard a soft "poof", and the pink toad turned back into Umbridge's appearance.

only…

  Umbridge's current posture is really... a bit hot-eyed.

  Looking at Umbridge in the leapfrog pose in front of him, Snape was taken aback and took several steps back, almost knocking over the chair behind him.

  The other professors were also stunned by the gesture of Umbridge's hot eyes. They quickly covered their mouths with their hands to keep from laughing out loud.

  The students didn't have the reserve of the professors. After seeing Umbridge's leapfrog pose in front of Snape, they burst into laughter, and there was a burst of joyful laughter in the hall.

   Umbridge, who was tortured severely, suddenly rolled his eyes, fell into a pile of toads, and passed out directly.

"you…"

  The muscles on Snape's face twitched wildly. In the end, Professor Flitwick waved his wand to call for a stretcher, put Umbridge on the stretcher, and sent him to the school hospital to receive treatment from Madam Pomfrey.

  However, the professors felt that what Umbridge needed was not physical treatment, but psychological treatment.

  Professors were all whispering and discussing what happened just now, and they were equally curious about who was looking for trouble for Umbridge.

  It is not common to see wizards who can make Umbridge so clear.

   "Ahem."

  Professor McGonagall coughed lightly, motioning for everyone to help clean up the mess.

   Just when Professor McGonagall was about to wave his wand and catch those toads, he heard a series of popping sounds, and the group of toads on the ground turned into pictures cut from newspapers.

   It’s just that this photo was divided into three parts. In addition to the photo of Umbridge’s leaping frog, there were also photos of a pink toad and a photo of Umbridge’s black man.

  The next moment, a gust of wind blows, and the photos on the ground are flying around.

  Many students discovered the wonders in those photos, and picked up a photo for collection.

   This is definitely Umbridge's dark history.

"No, I almost died laughing!" Lee Jordan appeared out of nowhere, and distributed the photos he picked up from the ground to his good friends around him, and said to everyone with a smile: "I'm sure, this People can talk about it for years."

   "It has been more than a few years." Albert looked at the photo in his hand and said softly, "We should let all generations of Hogwarts students remember Umbridge's heroic deeds."

  (end of this chapter)