Chapter 277 275 Hogwarts Senior Investigator

No one is Feeney's opponent. Will anyone take the initiative to challenge Feeney?

After looking around to make sure no one would challenge him, Feeney said,

"Very good, then this year, Derian Pousse will still be your prefect. What I want is the privilege of being a prefect. This is our deal, isn't it? Before you defeat me, you can only choose to agree to this. "

Feeney smiled disdainfully and turned back to his dormitory, while the little wizards who were still with him in the common room for a year were gnashing their teeth, not knowing what to say.

At first, they agreed to this because they did not allow Black people to be their prefects. In order to ensure their full strength, they gave up the privileges of prefects. However, now, they still can't beat Finny. , so I can only continue to follow Feeney’s arrangements,

The day after school started was exactly as Feeney predicted. Umbridge began to interfere wantonly in the internal affairs of Hogwarts. Using her identity as a senior investigator of Hogwarts,

In particular, the Ministry of Magic recently issued an educational order regarding the power to appoint professors at Hogwarts, which greatly restricted Dumbledore's power in Hogwarts. Umbridge also had the power to review other professors. that power.

Umbridge did not review professors of various subjects according to any rules, nor did she limit the grade levels to be reviewed.

The first subject she examined after school started was Professor Flitwick's Charms class. That class was also Finny's class during their school year, and it happened to be a class for Slytherin and Gryffindor.

However, it was pretty good, because Umbridge spent the entire class just huddled in the corner, taking notes on the writing board, and did not directly intervene in Professor Flitwick's class.

It may also be because of Professor Flitwick's temper. Although this person is usually very peaceful, when Umbridge went to review his class, he just regarded her as a guest and didn't take her to heart at all, but as a former He is also one of the best wizards in England in terms of fighting. He has never been easy to mess with.

You know, Professor Flitwick is of elf blood. When he was a young wizard, he was targeted and insulted by many of his peers.

Professor Flitwick, on the other hand, concentrated on developing his own fighting skills, and then went to take revenge one by one.

When he was young, he would give a very painful lesson to every wizard who talked about his half-elf bloodline. Therefore, no one in the entire magic world dared to talk about his bloodline.

After Finny's school year, Umbridge chose the Divination class of Harry's year, which was Trelawney's class.

Finny had always been wary of Umbridge, and just in time to see what she was planning to do, she also went to this class.

As a genius in the mouth of various professors at Hogwarts, it is very easy for Finny to attend a few classes. Not to mention that his vision has been awakened and he has the third eye. He is also a seer and goes to Trelawny's. The class is also very normal.

Feeney was sitting in the corner of the dim divination classroom. If he didn't pay special attention, no one would notice that he, a person who did not belong to this classroom, was here.

Just when the class was about to start, Feeney noticed Umbridge getting out of the trap door on the floor. Suddenly, the little wizards who were still joking in the whole classroom fell silent.

Professor Trelawney, who was preparing to distribute the "Dream Interpretation Guide" to the young wizards, was also very unhappy because of Umbridge's arrival.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney,"

Umbridge still had a smile that seemed to be piled up on her face, and she spoke in a disgusting, sweet voice,

"I believe you must have received my notice, right? It says to check the time and date of your class."

Professor Trelawney nodded with a livid face, turned away from Umbridge, and continued her unfinished work of handing out textbooks.

Umbridge didn't care, still smiling, she pulled the nearest chair to the front of the classroom and sat down.

She took out her writing pad from her fancy bag and looked expectantly at Professor Trelawney waiting for class.

This continuous movement of hers may seem very elegant and beautiful to herself, but to the little wizards, it is just a continuous and artificial behavior that makes them sick.

Professor Trelawney took a deep breath, tightened the shawl with trembling hands, and looked at the classmates through the huge glasses that covered half of her face.

"Today we continue our study of prophetic dreams."

Professor Trelawney's voice sounded louder than usual, but also a little more trembling than usual. It sounded as if she was suppressing her fear and nervousness.

“Ask students to divide into pairs and explain to each other the scenes they saw in each other’s recent dreams with the help of the Dream Interpretation Guide.”

Of course, Feeney would not listen to this lesson seriously. Feeney had completely mastered these most basic contents of divination a few years ago, not to mention that he still had his third eye. So his main task at this time is to keep an eye on Umbridge, confirm all her actions and judge her purpose.

After Professor Trelawney announced the tasks for this class, he wanted to quickly return to his seat, but suddenly saw Professor Umbridge sitting nearby, and hurriedly stopped and walked towards Parvati and the others. .

After a while, Umbridge may have been unable to find any problems in the class, so she stood up and walked around among the teachers with Professor Trelawney.

She stood behind Professor Trelawney and recorded everything she had seen and heard, writing and drawing on her writing board without stopping at all.

Finally, she found Professor Trelawney and asked something, which directly angered Professor Trelawney.

"So, how long have you been in this position?"

Umbridge looked at Professor Trelawney and asked,

Professor Trelawney glared at her, folding his hands on his chest and shrugging his shoulders, as if to protect himself from the rough and rude inquiry.

She paused slightly and realized that she had no reason to ignore her question, so she could only say in a warm and angry tone,

"Almost sixteen years,"

Umbridge heard what she wrote down on the writing board and continued to ask,

"It's not a short time, so Professor Dumbledore hired you?"

"That's right."

"Are you the great-great-granddaughter of the famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney?"

"Yes,"

Having said this, Professor Trelawney changed his previous demeanor and raised his chin very proudly.

"But I think you can correct me if I'm wrong. After Cassandra, you are the first person in your family to have the third eye?"

"These things often pass through generations, well, usually three generations."

Professor Trelawney opened his mouth to argue for himself, but did not see the corner of Umbridge's mouth that was already smiling.

Umbridge smiled and said to Professor Trelawney,

"So, I wonder if I have a chance to ask you to say something for me?"

Feeney could clearly feel that Professor Trelawney's body tensed up after hearing these words.

"I don't understand you?"

"I hope you can make a prophecy for me!"

Umbridge emphasized again,

At this moment, Feeney also frowned. It seemed that Professor Trelawney was the first cannon fodder.

Professor Trelawney forcefully argued,

"The water of the third eye is not ordered to see!"

"Understood."

Professor Umbridge said softly, not caring at all, while making a few strokes on the writing board.

"I,,,but,,,,but,,,,wait!"

In the end she gave in.

"I think I did see something, about you,,,ah, I felt, something very dangerous,,,,something black,,,,something extremely dangerous,"

Professor Trelawney pointed at Umbridge with a trembling finger, causing the cheerful smile on Professor Umbridge's face to disappear.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, something terrible will happen to you."

Professor Trelawney continued, not paying any attention to the taboo in the current situation.

Umbridge glanced sideways at Professor Trelawney, drew something on the writing board, and said,

"Well, well, if that's all you can do!"

After saying that, she turned and left,

Professor Trelawney just stood there blankly, his chest shaking violently.

When Feeney saw this, he already knew what the outcome would be.

Professor Trelawney actually has a very bad reputation among young wizards, but her elective courses are always full every year.

Her ending has become a foregone conclusion, there is only one choice, and she will also become the Ministry of Magic's bargaining chip for Umbridge and the chicken that kills the chicken to scare the monkeys.

Umbridge had been standing next to the trap door. When the bell rang, she was the first to get down the silver ladder and leave the classroom.

Feeney sighed and looked at Umbridge's leaving figure. Professor Trelawney could be said to be a victim used to establish his power, so Sirius must be a being who must be targeted.

Especially when the conflict between Finny and the Ministry of Magic became more and more intense, and Sirius still firmly supported Dumbledore's attitude, his work as a professor at Hogwarts was to help Dumbledore control Hogwarts, at least In the eyes of the Ministry of Magic, if they want to regain all the power of Hogwarts, Sirius is the one who must be dealt with.

I just don’t know when Umbridge is going to use her hands and hair to target Sirius. You must know that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The power of the Black family is not that of Umbridge, a person who pulls the skin of other families. Able to offend.

Umbridge's path of review did not stop because of Professor Trelawney, but continued.

But the next classroom she appeared in was still not the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but the Transfiguration Classroom.

Finny came to the Transfiguration classroom and saw Umbridge sitting in the corner of the classroom.

Professor McGonagall was not surprised by Umbridge's arrival. After all, Umbridge had given advance notice before reviewing each professor, and she would not leave such a clue for herself.

"alright,"

Professor McGonagall spoke to quiet the noisy classroom.

"In this class we continue to learn the basic principles and methods of human transformation and reduction."

Umbridge coughed twice and tried to interrupt Professor McGonagall, but unfortunately, Professor McGonagall ignored her.

Continuing to talk about the content of this class, Umbridge was very angry. She felt as if she was ignored. This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable and deeply stimulated her inferiority complex.

So she coughed again, and the sound was louder, so that Professor McGonagall had no way to ignore her.

"What's wrong?"

Professor McGonagall's tone was very angry, and her eyebrows gathered together.

"Professor, I want to know if you have received my note, which notified the time to check your class situation and..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Professor McGonagall.

"I obviously received it, otherwise I wouldn't let you appear in my classroom!"

Professor McGonagall's tone was very bad. After speaking, she turned around decisively and ignored Umbridge again.

This made Umbridge even more dissatisfied.

"Ahem, ahem,"

"I don't understand!"

Professor McGonagall turned and said angrily to Umbridge,

"If you keep interrupting me, how can you understand my usual teaching methods? You should know that when I am talking, I usually don't allow others to interrupt me!"

Umbridge was speechless, looking as if she had been slapped in the face. Her face was ashen, and she angrily wrote something on the parchment in her hand.

But no one cared at all, because Professor McGonagall was not only an ordinary professor, but also the vice-president of Hogwarts. If one day, Professor Dumbledore had an accident or chose to retire, she would be the manager of the castle, the kind recognized by the castle.

Professor McGonagall didn't care about Umbridge's behavior.

"I just said that there is some relationship between the restoration spell and the vanishing spell we learned before..."

Umbridge didn't act as recklessly as other professors in class, because she realized that the one in front of her was different from them. She would not tolerate some of Umbridge's things because of her identity, especially in her class, which was completely not allowed.

When Professor McGonagall announced the end of get out of class, she stood up and came to Professor McGonagall, her face still as livid as before.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?"

"It will be thirty-nine years this December,"

Professor McGonagall still didn't give Umbridge any face,

"Very good, you will receive the results of your investigation within ten days."

"I can't wait."

It must be said that Professor McGonagall's extremely cold tone was the biggest insult to Umbridge.