Chapter 1193: Little Romance Between Couples
In contrast, the entire hall was silent when Dumbledore was speaking, but now the students were whispering, whispering, and giggling.
At the Ravenclaw table, Qiu and Marietta were chatting excitedly, while Luna, who was a few seats away, took out The Quibbler again.
The situation at the Hufflepuff table was not much better. Cedric was one of the few students who was still staring at Umbridge, but his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he was obviously pretending.
The Slytherin table was even more lively. Pansy had sat down next to Draco at some point, and the prefect badges on both of their chests were shining.
The most amazing thing was the Gryffindor table. Hermione, a model student, stopped pretending and started commenting on Umbridge's outfit.
"That incredibly saturated pink cardigan looks like something out of a factory that's been swept by a tornado, and the layers of lace bows on top of it all make me seriously suspect her stylist is a part-time Dementor. Otherwise, how could he make a middle-aged woman's workplace outfit look like a kidnapped doll?"
Parvati and Lavender couldn't help laughing at her sharp comments.
"What's even more terrifying is that she's incredibly bloated, which makes her look like a walking gift box, or one that's been cast under the Imperius Curse."
Hermione took a deep breath and continued, "A woman in her fifties insists on wearing girlish clothes. This serious mismatch between age and aesthetics is even scarier than a Boggart."
James and Alfred, who were sitting opposite, also joined in.
"I think her outfit would scare off the Death Eaters."
"Our Minister Fudge is truly an amazing person. He's been looking at this thing all day and he hasn't gone crazy yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Neville laughed along with the other two.
"Neville, you should also comment on it."
"Uh-well, I think my grandma always dresses more fashionably than she does."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Umbridge at the staff table didn't seem to notice the restlessness of the teachers and students, and even seemed unable to hear the laughter of the Gryffindor table.
She really didn't feel good about herself, but was always living in her own world. Even if a large-scale riot broke out right under her nose, she would probably continue to give her speech slowly.
"Let us keep moving forward into a new era of enlightenment, efficiency, and common sense, firmly preserving what should be preserved, improving what needs to be improved, and abandoning what we should prohibit."
Finally, Umbridge sat back down.
Dumbledore blinked and clapped his hands in quick reaction.
The professors clapped along, but they were all very perfunctory, especially Snape, who impatiently withdrew his hands after clapping twice.
Not many students applauded because most of them became distracted after listening to only two or three sentences and did not realize that the speech was over.
Before they could start clapping properly, the alert Dumbledore stood up again.
"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, your speech was very - well, enlightening."
As he spoke, he bowed slightly towards Umbridge, "Well, as I said, tryouts for the Quidditch team will begin next week, and anyone interested can sign up."
After the announcement was made that all teachers and students in the school were dismissed, almost all the students jumped up, and even the professor hurriedly left the auditorium.
In the early morning, the quiet kitchen became bustling again.
8-7 The little ones gathered in a circle, counting the little gadgets Vincent brought back from the Hong Kong wizarding world.
A paper doll for taking exams is a special talisman that can imitate one's own handwriting and automatically write answers. The answers are random and it is a must-have for poor students who are too lazy to take exams.
Tiandi Xuanhuang Express Talisman, write the address on the front, then press the items that need to be delivered on the talisman paper, and it will fly to the destination with the items.
The magical lantern can adjust the brightness and color. It can scare people to death when it flashes in the middle of the night.
The fortune-making mosquito coil will spray out a large amount of gold galleon illusions when it is lit, and its realism is comparable to that of a magic projection.
If you secretly stick the bad luck talisman on someone's back, they will encounter a series of trivial but extremely annoying little troubles in the next two hours, such as shoelaces always coming loose, ink always spilling, they always bump into doors that suddenly open when walking, and snacks they want to grab always slipping from their fingertips.
"What great stuff!" Fred and George each held a stack of small yellow talisman papers with twisted runes drawn on them, unable to let go.
Vincent really understood them. There were only three or two of each of the other gadgets, but there were two stacks of unlucky talismans.
After a rough look at the number, it should be enough for a person to be unlucky for more than half a year.
Hermione continued to put her little hands into the metal cube and took out some gadgets such as the retractable tickler, Yin-Yang ink, endless mustard ointment, and screaming sachet.
Cedric curiously picked up a small box of emerald green ointment that exuded a faintly cooling scent. "This one's pretty good too. Just apply a little to your skin and it'll give you a strong, pungent feeling, like eating too much mustard."
Qiu shuddered subconsciously, "Forget it, I don't want to see Umbridge in tears."
The scene was so beautiful that everyone shuddered.
Hermione counted the number and found there were 23 types in total, 11 of which could be used for pranks.
"Which floor is Umbridge's office on?"
Fred straightened up quickly. "Report to the boss! It's on the fourth floor!"
George added with a laugh, "It's a good thing it's not the same office Lockhart once occupied!"
Hermione thought of her young and ignorant self and felt more and more ashamed.
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She gently fanned her hot face with her small hands, "We need a detailed action plan. Umbridge is a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic after all, and we must not let her discover us."
Everyone took out the bat suits that Vincent had specially customized two years ago. George was Nightwing, Fred was Robin, Cedric was Damian, the son of the bat, Hermione was Catwoman, and Daphne was Batwoman.
Qiu and Astoria looked at the people who had changed their clothes with shining eyes.
Handsome uniforms and cool equipment, they also long to have a dedicated bat suit.
The seven little ones discussed it and decided to work together to make exclusive sets for them while it was still early.
Fred and George were responsible for the weapons and equipment, Daphne and Cho were responsible for the cutting and splicing of the uniforms, Hermione and Cedric were responsible for the alchemy and magical effects, and Astoria was responsible for the color grading.
After more than an hour, the female Robin suit and the purple huntress suit were successfully produced.
George looked at Qiu in disguise and couldn't help but complain: "Aren't Helena and the Huntress the same person?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Cedric and said, "I remember Damian and Helena seemed to be brother and sister."
Cedric curled his lips. "There have been several Huntresses. Also, this is just a bat suit. It doesn't mean we are the characters themselves."
George showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, "So it's just a little romance between lovers."
Everyone looked at Hermione at the same time.
As for the little romance between lovers, it seems that she and Vincent started it in the first grade.
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