Chapter 392: String puppet

() The first lesson after lunch that day was a black magic defense class that no one wants to go to. Because since Umbridge's teaching, this most anticipated course has become a downright "reading and writing course."
Faced with a thick theoretical book that is read and copied day after day, which student would like it?
"... Umbridge won't bother us anymore? How did Maca tell you? What else did he say?"
In the Black Magic Defense Classroom, Hermione and others sat together as usual, and while Umbridge was not here, they talked softly with their voices down.
"The time was tight and he and I couldn't afford to say a few more words," Harry shook his head in the face of Hermione's eager inquiries. "On Umbridge, Maca only said that. That's it. "
"Oh--I don't know what will happen in a while," Hermione said with some worry. "I really want to know what Maca did. If I could figure it out in advance, I wouldn't be unprepared now."
"... you said, will the old woman not be able to come?" Ron said expectantly, "If I were Maca, I would make that pink toad more bitter!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Hermione glared at him disapprovingly. "Maca is not you and won't be so disregarded! Although Umbridge really hates it, she is an investigation sent by the Ministry of Magic after all Officer, if something happens at school, the Ministry of Magic will intervene. "
"Did they not intervene?" Ron muttered. "You all saw it at noon. There is a whole team of Aurors in the hall!"
That's right, as stated in the first notice on the bulletin board, the Ministry of Magic will conduct a detailed investigation into Dumbledore's death, and the first wave of investigations will be those of the Auror investigation team that has just been sent.
Because the matter was so important, even though Professor McGonagall didn't want to agree, she still asked the Aurors to carry out investigations on campus after a few tells.
And just a few of their whispered conversations, the sweet class bell rang out, and the well-dressed Umbridge stepped on the bell and entered the classroom on time.
What's different from usual is that today Umbridge looks like ... how do you say? Some are "too serious".
"Good afternoon, classmates."
Standing behind the podium, she greeted everyone with an expression of indifferent expression, and began the teaching of this class in this most bland way.
"Good afternoon-Professor Umbridge-"
The students, as usual, responded with a prolonged tone and weakness.
"Please turn the" Magic Defense Theory "to page 34, and read Chapter 3 of the textbook-‘ Key Points to Deal with Magic Attacks in a Non-Offensive Way. ’Please do n’t speak casually while reading.

Immediately after this sentence, Umbridge sat down in his chair and stared at the cover of his textbook.
"This is ... what's wrong?" Ron stared at Umbridge for a moment, then asked Hermione and Harry with a dumb look.
"..." Hermione's expression looked a bit complicated, and she hesitated before she said it in a very light voice. "If I'm not mistaken ... do you remember what Professor Moody taught before?"
"What do you mean--" Ronnie recalled his eyes and immediately widened his eyes, looking very surprised.
"Hush!" Hermione quickly shook her hands and looked around again. She was relieved when no one noticed the conversation between them. "Except for the" Soul Spell ", I don't think so. There are other ways to make her look like this ... "
"But—" Ron was a little unacceptably authentic. "Is that an unforgivable curse?"
Ron, who was born and raised in the magic world since he was a child, has the traditional mentality of a wizard. For the three unforgivable curses, he would have such a conflict, and he would be excusable.
After all, from childhood to age, both parents and elders and the social environment have infected him at all times.
Voldemort and his Death Eaters had spread their fears by virtue of the three unforgivable curses of "Dare to use them wildly". The concept of "unforgivable use of evil black magic" has become ingrained in the hearts of wizards from beginning to end.
This is like telling a Muggle believer that "the you believe is actually just an ordinary ancient wizard", it is not absolutely impossible to convince him, but it must be a very difficult thing.
In fact, among the magic revealed by Maca, the darkness-oriented magic is no longer rare, and Ron has certainly seen it long ago.
But this time the impact on him was the strongest, because he also knew the curse.
"Don't be stupid, should I say, use it to deal with Umbridge, isn't it just right?" Harry said indifferently. "Look at what she has done--investigate professors, restrict our actions, It even cancelled all student groups and made a whole mess of Hogwarts! "
"Say me—" Harry paused. "I'm afraid that woman is one of the Death Eaters at all!"
"Although it's better not to judge casually without evidence, this time I think Harry was right," Hermione nodded. "In this period, an investigator who did nothing good and only messed up. Absolutely problematic-Maca said before school started, there was a problem in the Ministry. "
"This time, since Maca will do this, he must have grasped a clear clue."
The class time is still going on. Although Umbridge has stated "forbidden to speak" before, but with the passage of time, many students can't help but talk secretly.
When they found that Umbridge didn't respond to it, the classroom became lively.
Well, of course, it's just a little bit noisy. What's more, Umbridge was still sitting behind the front desk, and no one would do too much.
But until the end of the class, Umbridge did not respond to the buzz in the classroom, let alone the corresponding punishment.
When everyone finally got to the end of the bell, Umbridge finally stood up.
Perhaps it was because she had left her classmates too bitter and mean in the past. When she suddenly got up, the classroom was quiet again.
"That's it for today's class, and it's over."
After picking up the textbook and saying this sentence with a serious face, she immediately turned and left the classroom. There was no trace of muddling in the whole process, and it was calm. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use "dullness" to describe it.
"... It's terrible," Ron looked at Umbridge's distant back, feeling a bit scalp. "It looks like a magic puppet being manipulated!"
"Is there such a thing?" Harry asked curiously. "Is it similar to Muggle's string puppet?"
"What's that?" Ron asked, looking back in amazement.
...
After dinner that day, Hermione, Ron and Harry returned to the common room.
"Harry! Tonight's training continues! Hurry up, I'm going to the Quidditch Stadium for approval!"
Immediately after drilling through the doorway of the portrait, before the fat woman had time to close the doorway, Angelina's voice of excitement immediately reached their ears.
"Huh? What?"
Harry, still immersed in the conversation on the way, had not responded for a moment.
"Training! Quidditch training!" Angelina repeated again and again, "Umbridge approved the reorganization of our Gryffindor team! Easily, without any obstacles!"
"Oh--"
Harry froze, trying to cheer, but with a complex expression on his face.
"Hey! What's wrong with you? Are you upset?" Angelina had already come to him, and patted Harry's shoulder hard. "You can train! Get ready!"
"Uh ... well, of course," Harry smiled reluctantly, but the smile was obviously stiff, "Of course I'm happy! This can't be better!"
Yes, of course he is happy. But at the same time, the look of Umbridge in the classroom quietly came to mind.
The thought that Maca might have used only one curse had a dramatic change in his life, and this feeling inevitably gave him a great sense of disobedience.
After experiencing the difference before and after this, Harry could not help but understand the real terribleness of the so-called unforgivable curse.
"Don't do this, Harry," Hermione's keenness made her faintly aware of some of Harry's thoughts. "At this time, you should think about the good side-at least Maca must not abuse magic, otherwise the world around us must be It's already messed up! "
"... It's 'at least you must have to do your homework overnight'," though Ron didn't look good, but he continued to comfort him. "Don't forget that Snape also gave you punishment homework. ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ah— "Harry patted his cheek sharply," Hmm ... thanks. "
Enlightened by the two close friends, Harry couldn't help but raise his spirits and sent them a smile.
"... If that's the case, Ron, I'll take care of your homework!" He gave a thumbs up and grinned to reveal neat teeth. "If you can't get it all, part of it is OK!"
"What are you mumbling about?" Angelina on the other side looked at the whispering with strange eyes, "Harry, run away quickly! Try to start training every second!"
At Angelina's urging, Harry hurriedly hurried back to the dormitory to take the broom and protective gear, and in the eyes of Hermione and Ron, drilled out along with other Gryffindor players. Doorway.
"Don't help him with his homework, do you hear me?" Hermione turned and said seriously.
"Who would do it for him!" Ron rolled his eyes immediately.