Chapter 1216: "Glorious" Test Subject

Umbridge's investigation certainly did not stop there. Before the 11pm curfew, she went to the offices of the four deans respectively.

There were a lot of criticisms, but they were all minor and harmless things, and no matter how big the fuss was, it would be difficult to arouse public outrage.

According to a pair of well-informed twins from Gryffindor, the four head teachers were in a bad mood, and Umbridge's investigation was obviously just to stir up trouble.

Early morning, Hogwarts kitchen.

Fred and George narrated the action vividly:

"As you know, Professor Flitwick is a good man. He received Umbridge warmly, but she didn't appreciate it at all. She immediately questioned why the spells he taught his students were so risky."

There is no spell in the world without risk. Even the simplest levitation spell can summon a cow if the spell is read incorrectly.

Qiu was a little angry, "I understand, Umbridge's basic theoretical knowledge of spells is not up to standard."

"No, no, no." George blinked his big, cute eyes and spoke like a three-year-old baby. "Under Umbridge's meticulous care, we little flowers in the wizarding world are all taken care of very well by her."

Cedric couldn't help but roll his eyes. "I'm afraid she's going to ruin our generation. Professor Sprout is such a cheerful and optimistic person, but she actually made him cry."

Hermione thought back to when she ran into McGonagall just after she had finished cleaning up the activity room.

The dean, who would turn into a cat, pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were extremely cold, and her little hands were shaking uncontrollably. She called out to him several times before he responded. She guessed that he was also very angry.

"Where's Snape?"

Everyone looked at Daphne and Greengrass.

When they recalled the feeling when passing by the Bat Cave, the cold air coming out from the crack of the door should not be an illusion.

"I don't think he's going to be any better."

The twins nodded and decided to collect intelligence tomorrow and try to "restore" the complete course of events.

Even the old bat couldn't escape Umbridge's clutches, and everyone turned their eyes to Hermione.

This afternoon, she gave Umbridge a second practical lesson on Defense Against the Dark Arts, and the result was encouraging, as she had gained a few more handles.

Possessing dark magic items, speaking forbidden words, abusing students, any one of them is enough to make Umbridge suffer.

Hermione, who was praised, was not happy at all. "Umbridge's sudden investigation can only be because she received orders from Fudge."

Fred threw his hands up in disapproval. "Our idiotic Minister? He almost said he wanted to take over Hogwarts."

Even if the Ministry of Magic succeeded in kicking Dumbledore out, they would still have to rely on Vincent to take over the school.

He is the largest school director, and no one can become the next principal without his consent.

Even if they force him in, the castle with its own self-awareness will prevent the new headmaster from entering the headmaster's office. If the Ministry of Magic really wants to do this, they will only be laughed at by the wizarding community around the world.

But if the Ministry of Magic is unreasonable...

Hermione shook her head, no longer thinking about these bad things, "Fred, George, I heard Ron became the goalkeeper of the school team?"

George twitched his lips violently. "It's terrible. Our little prefect passed the ball into Katie's face during his first training session, causing her nose to bleed profusely."

Fred's eyes were a little evasive, as if he was feeling guilty. "He was so flustered that he couldn't keep the Quaffle and messed up the whole training."

"Hmm?" Hermione glanced back and forth between the twins' faces in confusion.

The little lions of Gryffindor have always had the best physical fitness among the four major colleges. Coupled with Vincent's combat training over the years, even Neville can pinch a small snake in one hand under normal circumstances.

Besides, Ron often trains with Harry. In last year's Triwizard Tournament, Harry was able to fight a dragon in hand-to-hand combat, so Ron couldn't be much worse.

And given the new captain Angelina's hot temper, if Ron was really the culprit who messed up the training, he would undoubtedly be kicked out of the team immediately.

Combined with the performance of the twins...

Hermione's clear, bright eyes seemed to have seen through everything. "Fred, George, you guys actually messed up the team's training, didn't you?"

"Uh...well..."

She gave a wry smile and said, "Please don't cause any more trouble. Angelina is under a lot of pressure now that Vincent is not on the team."

The twins nodded weakly.

"It's all Old Bat's fault. He's already detoxifying Cutie before school starts. Our research budget is limited to begin with, so how can we afford to hire volunteers for testing?"

Poor Katie, she became a test subject for no apparent reason.

The twins, who were stared at by Hermione, immediately swore a solemn oath, promising that they would conduct the test openly in the future, and even if they had to do it secretly, they would never hurt innocent people.

As they spoke, their eyes became more sinister and they let out "hehehe" laughter.

If nothing unexpected happens, the next unlucky and "honorable" test subject will probably be Umbridge.

A new day has begun, and today's Daily Prophet is full of conspiracy.

Hogwarts' food made the front pages, with Umbridge, the Ministry of Magic's special commissioner for education, declaring it the worst food she had ever eaten.

How bad was it? The newspaper posted a highly blurred, grainy, and color-distorted photo.

"The hygiene and nutritional balance of the meals served in the Hogwarts kitchens fall far short of the gold standard recommended by the Office of Youth Health and Development within the Department of Magical Sport and Physical Education."

Harry, who was drinking milk, almost spit it out.

What the hell is the Office of Youth Health and Development? A new department in the Ministry of Magic?

"Every blurry, unappetizing blob of color in the photo has not been post-processed; it's what Hogwarts claims to be high-quality dining.

But this completely fails to comply with the Office of Youth Health and Development's guideline 7, Section 3, which states that "visual appeal and digestibility are key elements of a meal." It looks like pig food made from heavily seasoned, expired, and low-quality ingredients. Perhaps the freshest thing about the Hogwarts kitchen is the hundreds of house-elves who cook it.

Harry looked down at the fragrant fried eggs, sausages and smoked bacon in front of him.

If this can be considered pig food, then the wizards in the British magical world eat worse than pigs every day.

"Rubbish newspaper." Harry crumpled up the Daily Prophet and threw it on the ground.

Fabricating things is a basic law. Look at Rita Skeeter. Although her articles are nonsense, the extent to which she distorts the facts is not as outrageous as the current Ministry of Magic.

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