Vol 2 Chapter 892:

"That evil, lying, perverted old monster!" Hermione finally exploded after half an hour.
In fact, this is terrible. Hermione rarely has such a situation, desperately insulting the teacher?
In my impression, no teacher would make Hermione look like this, even our favorite Sybil, Hermione just said she was an old liar.
"What do you think she looks like? It's her stuff about half-breeds again-she's trying to portray Hagrid as stupid as he is because he has a giant mother-oh, it's not fair, then It's really not a terrible class-I mean, well, maybe it will have a devastating ending, but Ye Qi is still good-in fact, for Hagrid, they are really good!"
"But Umbridge said they are dangerous," Ron said.
"Well, as Hagrid said, they can take care of themselves," Hermione said impatiently. "I don't think teachers like Graberly Planck would often show them to us before the normal wizard test. Look, but, well, they are very interesting, aren't they? Some people can see them and some can't! I wish I could."
"Can you?" Harry asked her quietly.
Hermione's expression was suddenly shocked. "Oh, Harry-sorry-no, of course I can't-that's really a stupid statement."
"It's okay," he said quickly, "don't worry."
"I'm so surprised how many people can see them," Ron said. "There are four in a class..."
"Yes, Weasley, we were weird just now," a vicious voice came from the quiet snow, with Malfoy, Carat and Gore behind them to the right. "Do you think that if you see someone dying, will it be clearer by watching Guifei Ball?"
Then he, Carat and Gore walked towards the castle with a wild laugh, and then there was a chorus of singing "Weasley is our trump card."
Ron's face turned blood red with a single brush.
"Ignore them and treat them as if they don't exist," Fanlin said tirelessly. "They are just ignorant."
With that said, Fanlin took out his wand and used magic to warm the air again, so that he could open an easier path from here to the greenhouse from the snow that didn't seem to have changed.
In fact, it just caused Hermione to divert her attention slightly.
In fact, Hagrid’s class is not too bad. Yeqi is also very docile, much stronger than an eagle and horse. If it is Buckbeak’s ugly temper, he would be a little sorry if he didn’t reward Umbridge’s paw she was.
However, this is destined to change nothing, Umbridge will evaluate all the professors, at least, this is still within the scope of the power given to her by the Ministry of Magic.
Compared with Hermione's anger and Hagrid's thoughts, Fanlin now looks forward to what Dumbledore intends to do, or how did Umbridge drive Dumbledore out?
...
December is here, bringing more snow and a bunch of homework that will crash fifth grade.
When Christmas is approaching, Ron and Prefect Hermione’s responsibilities are becoming more onerous. In fact, Fanlin’s student council chairman really has enough leisure time. This is also Umbridge’s instruction. It seems that she is directly After skipping the Fanlin link, there is still a female student council chairman anyway.
When Ron and Hermione were called to supervise the decoration of the castle, Fanlin showed up and released the work. This is what Umbridge would like to see. It's like a war of power. , But it doesn’t seem appropriate to put the Ministry of Magic set in Hogwarts.
But to look after the first and second grade students who had to spend their free time indoors because of the painful cold, Ron and Fraser took turns patrolling the corridors. Fraser suspected that the holiday atmosphere would be manifested by wizards' duels.
In Ron’s words, this prefect’s mind is almost full of shit...
Okay, this is really insulting, but I always dream of wizards duel all day, maybe there are some problems in my mind.
They were so busy that Hermione had even stopped weaving elf hats, and she was troubled because she had only the last three left.
"All the poor elves who have not been liberated by me, must stay here for Christmas because there are not enough hats!"
Without the guts to tell Hermione that Dobby had secretly taken everything she had made up, Harry bent even lower towards his history of magic.
In any case, he didn't want to think about Christmas anyway.
For the first time in Harry’s school life, he really wanted to spend his holidays away from Hogwarts. Amid his Quidditch ban and worry about whether Hagrid will be fired, he is very dissatisfied with this place at the moment.
The only thing he was looking forward to was the da meeting. Like Fanlin, he devoted most of his energy to da's meeting because of his free time.
But very bad, they have to stop practicing during the holidays, almost everyone in da will take a vacation with their family.
Hermione was going to go skiing with her parents, and Mrs. Granger also invited Fanlin. In fact, it was a sport that Ron found very ridiculous. He had never heard of Muggles strapped to their feet. The wooden slats came to slide down the hill.
The broken arm and broken leg seemed clear to Ron, and neither Harry nor Fanlin had the idea of ​​explaining it to Ron.
Ron now plans to go home. Before Ron told Harry, Harry endured a few days of envy; when Harry asked Ron how he would go home for Christmas, Ron replied, "But you too! Didn't I say? A few weeks ago, my mother wrote me and told me to invite you!"
This is almost a certainty. In fact, there is no doubt where Harry goes to Sirius for Christmas. It's just that Harry has never been there, and the Weasleys are almost all living in Sirius’s house. , Which facilitates the activities of the Order of the Phoenix.
But Harry's emotions were agitated: the idea of ​​spending Christmas at Sirius was really pleasant, but it felt a little regretful that Sirius had not told him personally.
He wondered if he could persuade Mrs. Weasley to allow Sirius to contact him more, even if he doubted whether Dumbledore would allow Sirius to do so, it was too dangerous to be watched by Umbridge? Or, secretly contact?
He has not contacted Harry since the last appearance of Sirius in the fire. Although Harry knew that due to Umbridge’s continuous surveillance, it would be rash to try to contact him, but he did not want Sirius to stay alone with him. Even with Kreacher’s company in the mother’s old house, no one would think it was a pleasant thing.
Contacting him, this is exactly what Umbridge expected.
In fact, this is what Fanlin told him. It can be said that the two of them are key observation objects, especially the secret contact. Umbridge would definitely characterize it as rebellion.
Although it was not a fatal thing, it caused trouble to Dumbledore. This was not what Harry wanted to see. As time went on, Harry became less and less willing to get involved with Dumbledore. .
But Fanlin is very strange about Voldemort's calmness, as if there is nothing left but Umbridge now, Voldemort, vampires, and the legacy of history that Fanlin has always had headaches?
It was a little weird to be quiet anyway, including Dumbledore, and Fanlin hadn't received a message from the Order of the Phoenix for a long time, useful information.
...
In fact, Harry arrived early for the last meeting before the holiday, and was very happy that he did so, because when the torch was lit, he saw that Dobby was already decorating for Christmas.
He could see that the elves did these things, because no one else would hang a string of hundreds of golden trinkets on the ceiling, each with a picture of Harry’s face reflected in it, and there was a slogan, too A very happy Christmas!
The door opened in a rolling sound, and before Luna walked in like a dream, Harry just dealt with to remove the last sign.
"Hello," she said vaguely, scanning around the remaining accessories.
"These are beautiful, did you hang them up?"
"No," said Harry, "that was made by Dobby the house elf."
"Unparasitic," Luna said dreamily, pointing out the bunch of white oars that were almost placed on Harry's head. He jumped out from under it.
"Good idea," Luna said very seriously. "Elves are often parasitic on it."
And Harry was still busy cleaning up, because it was a bit of a shame, but after Harry now entered Fanlin, these photos were magically transformed into those of Fanlin.
This was Dobby's preparation, but it was only for the two of them, one master, one most admired person.
But in front of so many people...
The arrival of Angelina, Attila and Alia rescued Harry from asking what the elves needed. The three of them were panting and looked very cold.
"Uh," Angelina said glumly, dropping her cloak into a corner, "We replaced you."
"Replace me?" Harry said blankly.
"You and Fred and George," she said impatiently. "We have got another hunter!"
"Who?" Harry said quickly.
"Ginny Weasley," Fanlin said without hesitation, and then he put his clothes on the stool.
Harry opened his mouth wide and looked at Fanlin dumbfounded. In fact, Ginny was very good, but Harry never thought that he would be replaced one day.
"Yes, I know," Angelina said, taking out her wand and moving her arms, "but she's actually pretty good. Of course, it won't be above you," Angelina said, throwing it to He had a complaining look, "But when we can't have you..."
Harry suppressed the retort he was eagerly desperate for: Has she ever thought that even for a second, his regret for being ejected from the team is a hundred times more regrettable about it?
"How about the others?" he asked, trying to keep his voice calm.
"The same," 1iia said without interest, "compared to Fred and George. They are not outstanding, but compared to the idiots of other teams..."
The arrival of Ron, Hermione and Ginny ended this dull discussion.
In fact, Angelina is like a dynamite on this issue. There are only four people left in a team...
"Okay," Fanlin said loudly, calling everyone to be quiet. "Tonight I think we should just repeat the spell we have learned so far, because this is the last meeting before the holiday, and it doesn't make sense to learn anything new before the three-week break—"
"Are we not learning new things?" Zamas said, whispering unhappily, loud enough to cross the room.
"If I knew this, I wouldn't come..."
"Then, we are all sad that Fanlin didn't tell you." Fred sneered loudly. Some people snickered.
Harry saw Qiu's smile and felt the familiar sudden drop in his stomach, as if he missed a step when he went downstairs.
"-We practice in pairs," Fanlin said. "We will practice the disarming spell first. After ten minutes, we can take out the mat and try the floating spell again."
Everyone obeyed and divided into two groups.
As usual, Harry and Neville set up. The room quickly filled with intermittent shouts, "Except your weapon!" When people stayed for about a minute, their partners would look at the practice of other groups around the room without a target, and then they would recover and cast spells in turn. .
In fact, Neville's progress has exceeded everyone's imagination. After a while, when Harry unlocked the spell cast on him three times in a row, he asked Neville to join Fanlin and Hermione’s group again so that he could walk around the room and see how others were doing. .
In fact, this was liberating two people at the same time, and Fanlin and Harry continued to patrol as usual.
And when Harry passed Autumn, she smiled at him; Harry resisted the temptation to pass in front of her time and time again.
After spending another ten minutes, they put the mat on the floor and started practicing the floating spell again. Because of space constraints, all of them cannot practice together; half observe the other half practice for a while, and then exchange practice.
Fanlin looked at all of them and felt his pride gradually swelled.
Indeed, Neville did make Angelina faint and not his target Colin, but it was closer to success than usual, and everyone else showed great progress.
This is a good start, a prototype, the protective power of Hogwarts students, and most of them have basically reached Fanlin's expectations and can successfully cast the spell instead of the previous...
Shaking the wand indiscriminately?
At the end of an hour, Fanlin stopped.
"You are getting better and better now," he said, smiling happily at them. "When we return from the holidays, we can start to practice some big things-maybe even there will be mantras like the patron saint."
There were excitement whispers in the room~EbookFREE.me~ People began to leave the room in twos and threes; most people wished Fanlin and Harry "Merry Christmas" before leaving. Feeling happy Harry, several people gathered the cushions together and stacked them neatly.
Ron and Neville left together, and Hermione and Fanlin didn't bother, and left before Harry. After all, no one was blind.
And Harry hesitated a little, because Qiu was still there, and Harry hoped to receive her "Merry Christmas" blessing.
"No, you go first," he heard her say to her friend Merita, Harry's heart leaping like he was about to jump out of his throat. He pretended to straighten the pile of cushions. He was quite sure that there were only two of them now, and he waited for her to speak.
Instead, he heard heavy inhalations.
　　
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