Chapter 676: Ways to Divert Attention

Perhaps because she was eager to make a contribution, Umbridge emptied her office in just half a day and returned to the Ministry of Magic overnight. ɱ

The next day, the whole school was plunged into a sea of ​​joy, and for some reason, the ordinary breakfast was as rich as a banquet, and the table was filled with golden plates.

"How did you do it?" Fred and George came to the Hufflepuff table with a large pot of pumpkin juice.

"What?" Kyle asked.

"Umbridge." Fred said, happily pouring a large glass of pumpkin juice.

"Don't try to deceive us." George sat next to him and raised his eyebrows and said, "You must know something."

"Well, I do know something." Kyle said with a smile, "Fudge had an important errand to do, and I happened to be next to him, so I recommended Umbridge."

"Did he agree?" George asked a question that seemed stupid to others.

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Kyle said, "Fudge has found the best candidate, Umbridge is very satisfied, and the students of Hogwarts are also very happy. It can be said that it is a win-win situation for all three parties."

"I don't care about Fudge and Umbridge..." Fred drank the pumpkin juice in the cup very generously, "but this is indeed a great thing for us."

"Haha, you will become a hero if you drive Umbridge away, at least the hero of our Gryffindor." George patted Kyle on the shoulder.

"It's no exaggeration to say that we even think you can win the Special Contribution Award for the School again with this."

"It would be great if it was really like what you said, but it's a pity that Headmaster Dumbledore is not in school." Kyle smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Hogwarts will not give a student a Special Contribution Award for the School just because he drives away a professor, no matter how annoying the professor is.

In addition to the students, the professors are also very happy.

In the teacher's seat, Professor McGonagall is chatting with Snape next to him. Both of them look very relaxed, and they are not as serious as before.

Professor Trelawney, who was sitting one seat away from them, drank one glass of sherry after another.

The school cafeteria did not provide drinks such as wine, even for professors, so she drank what she bought from the Three Broomsticks.

And it was the best sherry from the Three Broomsticks, which cost thirty Galleons a bottle. In just a short while, she finished two bottles and was opening the third one.

In other words, she drank her monthly salary in this meal.

Of course, not everyone was happy, such as Tonks...

At this time, she was sitting there with no hope in life, without a smile on her face.

She couldn't laugh. Now that Umbridge had returned to the Ministry of Magic, wouldn't it be natural for her, an assistant teacher, to become a professor?

When Tonks thought of the legendary curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, she felt that the tender and juicy steak in her mouth was as dry as dead grass and difficult to swallow.

"No..." Tonks stood up suddenly, raised her legs and walked out of the hall, ready to go back to write a letter to Fudge and Dumbledore.

Whoever wants to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor can be the professor. She will definitely not take over anyway.

Moody is such a cautious old Auror, and his strength is strong enough. As a result, he was suddenly attacked just after teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts for a school year.

Sirius was tortured by Death Eaters half a year after taking over this job and almost died.

The only lucky one was Lupin, but even he also lay in the school hospital for a long time, and was carried into the school hospital in the state of a werewolf.

It is said that several bones in his body were broken at that time, and his whole body was wrapped in bandages. He lay in the school hospital for three days before he could barely walk.

That was a werewolf with thick skin and flesh, and he could ignore some spells, but he was injured like that.

If it was Dumbledore who took action, it would be fine. Let alone a werewolf, even a dragon would have to go out sideways in front of the headmaster.

But the problem is that it is too easy for Dumbledore to restrict Lupin who turned into a werewolf. It is impossible for him to do such a heavy hand, including the professors.

But Lupin was still injured.

This position is too evil. Tonks doesn't think she is much better than them. It's better to be cautious.

Even if she can't be transferred back, the school must find a new professor... Three members of the Order of the Phoenix have already suffered. Dumbledore can't always betray his own people.

Tonks left in a hurry.

It can only be said that her idea is good... but that's all.

A whole week later, she received a reply from the Ministry of Magic. The content was very simple. The Ministry of Magic was short of manpower and could not find a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the time being.

As for Dumbledore... He hasn't replied yet, and no one knows where he went.

Tonks was desperate. She felt that the road ahead was confused, and she hesitated whether to stock up on some healing potions and ask who had Phoenix Tears... She might need that.

Except for Tonks, everyone else was very happy. In the days without Umbridge, every day seemed like a Christmas holiday, relaxed and pleasant.

Interestingly, the professors also seem to attribute Umbridge's departure from the school to Kell.

Mainly because of Professor McGonagall.

She went to the Ministry of Magic with them, but as soon as they came back, Umbridge was transferred by Fudge. How could such a coincidence happen? Someone must have done something.

And the only person who could contact Fudge at that time was Kyle, so the answer was obvious.

So during this week, Kyle could get extra house points in almost every class.

Five points for doing a good job in Transfiguration, five points for handing Professor Sprout a shovel, and five points for helping to correct classmates' gestures in Charms class...

Although not much, it was frequent. After a week, Hufflepuff's hourglass soared by more than 100 points, leaving the other three houses behind with an absolute advantage.

"It seems that Professor McGonagall has completely given up on competing for this year's House Cup." Fred looked at the hourglass in the hall and sighed, "If this continues, we may never catch up with Hufflepuff."

"No, there is still a chance." Kyle on the side said with a smile, "As long as you don't lose points anymore."

Since the first grade, these two people have been one of the main points deducted by Gryffindor College. Although they have become much smarter after entering the seventh grade, they have not been caught for violating school rules for a long time.

But by chance, the fifth grade courses suddenly increased after the Christmas holiday, and their quick-acting skipping candy became popular. Sometimes more than a dozen students vomited, their tongues suddenly became larger, or other different conditions in a class.

And this abnormal situation naturally attracted the attention of Professor McGonagall, and she followed the clues to find Fred and George, the two culprits who sold quick-acting skipping candy.

Needless to say, the final result was that each of them was deducted 50 points, which directly caused Gryffindor's ranking to drop from third to last.

"You should tell Snape about this." Fred obviously didn't want to take the blame. "If he could deduct a few points from us, Gryffindor might be the first now."

This is true. Snape has always been ruthless in deducting points from Gryffindor.

And since Umbridge left, he has once again topped the list of Gryffindor's most hated professors, and the second place is to be determined.

...

Umbridge's departure has driven away some of the haze that shrouded Hogwarts. The gloomy March finally showed some sunshine at the end, and even the continuous wind and rain in April seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye.

The only problem is that the Quidditch players have to train in a humid environment and on a muddy court.

Even with waterproof and moisture-proof badges, this is a very uncomfortable thing.

Until the day before the Easter holiday, Dumbledore did not come back, and no one knew why he was away for more than a month.

But they did get news from Umbridge.

"Oh, look at this..." Cedric pushed a copy of the Daily Prophet in front of Kyle.

[Ministry of Magic Staff Successfully Stops Death Eaters' Plot]

The title was very eye-catching, and there was a photo of Umbridge below. She finally changed out of her pink cardigan and was standing on a street with her wand.

"Look at this..."

Cedric read the newspaper:

"This morning, a pipe exploded on a Muggle street, which caused an uproar among Muggles and injured dozens of Muggles.

"Dolores Jane Umbridge, the Senior Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Magic, led the strikers to the scene at the first time. According to the investigation, the culprit of this incident was locked on Antonin Dolohov, a Death Eater who had escaped from prison before. Witnesses saw him fleeing in panic nearby.

"It is reported that Antonin Dolohov is an extremely cruel Death Eater. Among his past crimes, he has used the Killing Curse and attacked Muggles many times.

"It is not difficult to guess that his purpose this time is to announce his return to everyone. "

Deputy Minister Umbridge, who led the team, said: "We received the news too late. If we had been earlier, we might have caught him."

"She called on people to be as vigilant as possible. Antonin Dolohov is a Death Eater who has done all kinds of evil. Once someone finds his whereabouts, they must tell the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible.

"This is a special period. Only if we work together and unite, can we win the next war."

Cedric put down the newspaper, smacked his lips and said, "Is she going to catch the Death Eaters?"

When he was in school before, he didn't realize that Umbridge, who was obsessed with power, had this skill.

Catching Death Eaters... Cedric couldn't connect this kind of thing with Umbridge anyway.

"Who knows..." Kyle shrugged.

He remembered that the last time he went to the Ministry of Magic, he went to chat with Mr. Weasley because he was bored, and accidentally saw a document on his desk.

It said that someone played a bad joke and blew up a trash can on a Muggle street. It was just after get off work, and the trash that was blown out hit a lot of people.

It seemed to be fifteen or sixteen people. Kyle couldn't remember clearly for a moment.

The reason he remembered this was entirely because Mr. Weasley complained that someone above didn't take this matter seriously and insisted that they solve other problems first.

Kyle didn't know if this had anything to do with today's report, but judging from the content... the street exploded and a dozen Muggles were injured, so all the key information was consistent.

He whispered this discovery to Cedric and Connor.

"You mean... this is fake news?" Kangna said incredulously: "The culprit of this matter is not Antonin Dolokhov, but someone else?"

"I think that's probably true." Kyle nodded, "otherwise, why do you think Umbridge suddenly became so brave."

"Did you already know that they would do this?" Cedric asked, "So this is Fudge's plan, to blame the Death Eaters for what others have done?"

"Well, that's right." Kyle said, "But this also has advantages. At least it can remind everyone at any time, don't forget that there are Death Eaters hiding in the dark."

After such a long time, the students at Hogwarts seemed to have gradually forgotten about the mysterious man, but after reading today's newspaper, they finally remembered it again.

For a moment, the castle fell into panic again.

But some people expressed doubts, and they were all people who knew Umbridge, such as Harry and Ron from Gryffindor.

"She doesn't seem like someone who would do such a thing," Harry said decisively.

When it comes to fighting Death Eaters, no one knows it better than him, and that's what the Order of the Phoenix does.

And Umbridge... to be honest, there was no way Harry could connect her with members of the Order of the Phoenix or Aurors.

"But that's what the newspaper said." Hermione looked at the Daily Prophet over and over, as if trying to find some content in the corner that they had ignored.

But she almost pressed her face against the newspaper and found nothing.

"The newspapers said that Umbridge rushed to that street as quickly as possible with a team of beaters, and many people saw it."

"The news in the newspaper may also be false." Ron said, "Remember? Some time ago they insisted that the mysterious man had not been resurrected."

"That's right." Harry nodded. He insisted that he didn't believe Umbridge would do such a thing.

This is just like Snape giving points to Gryffindor, it's absolutely impossible.

There are many people like them, and at the same time, they also think of Principal Dumbledore who has disappeared for a long time.

Since morning, there has been a lot of chatter in the castle.

"Who remembers when the principal left the school?"

"I don't know, it must have been a long time."

"I don't think he was seen again after Christmas break."

"No, it should be mid-February..."

"Why do I remember it was March?"

…

Everyone has different opinions, but the only thing that is certain is that when Dumbledore is not in school, there is always a lot less security here.

But soon they no longer had time to think about it.

Because the Easter holidays are here.

As a tradition at Hogwarts, the two-week Easter holiday is more like a carnival of homework.

The professors seemed to be in a competition to see who could crack people up more, and were merciless when it came to assigning assignments.

Everyone looked numb as they looked at the holiday homework that filled a piece of parchment with just the requirements.

"Are the professors crazy?" Mikel said tremblingly, "There are so many homeworks, we can't finish them in a month."

"Then we'll have to stay up all night to write." Ryan glanced at him expressionlessly, "Don't forget, the Easter holiday is only two weeks."

"Oh!" Mikel let out a painful howl.

This is true for the sixth graders, let alone the fifth graders who are about to take exams.

Hermione originally wanted to have a few more DA gatherings during the holidays, but after seeing the amount of homework, she immediately crumpled the schedule into a ball.

Impossible, no one would want to go to any party at this time, which could be seen from the behavior of Harry and Ron.

The two of them sat numbly in the armchairs of the common room, as if under a petrifying spell.

"What are they doing? Why are they taking a holiday?" Ron said hoarsely.

"I think the professors probably want me to forget about You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters," Hermione said.

"Then they succeeded." Harry sighed, "We probably can't think of anything other than homework these two weeks?"

"Hermione..." Ron raised his head suddenly and said hopefully: "You are the only one who can save us now."

"You should write it yourself..." Hermione glanced at the homework sheet in the middle of the sentence, "Okay, I'll try my best, but you'd better not count on me."

"Of course." Ron and Harry said hurriedly: "We even canceled Quidditch training."

In fact, Angelina Jensen came to them and told them about this not long ago. She was in seventh grade and had to take exams. Not only did she have to do homework, but she also had to find time to review. She was much busier than fifth grade.