Chapter 486 “Happy” Chat

Everyone filed out, and soon the office was left to Harry and Umbridge.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Potter. I really want to have a good chat with you today."

Seeing this, Harry no longer hesitated and sat down opposite Umbridge.

Umbridge smiled and said in a shrill voice: "There were some unpleasant things between us, but they were all misunderstandings."

"As a new professor, I didn't know how to interact with students at first. I was very sad about the misunderstandings, so I made a special effort to apologize to you today."

"Look," Umbridge pointed at the snacks on the table and introduced them enthusiastically, "I don't know what you like to drink, so I prepared some. Why don't we clink glasses, laugh it off, and let bygones be bygones, how about that?"

"In addition, the professor would like you to help me put in a few good words with Mr. and Mrs. Swann, so that they know that I really have no intention of making an enemy of them."

Drink up, Harry Potter!

Just a small bite and we can start a pleasant chat.

Looking at the cookies and various drinks on the table, Harry gave Umbridge a kind smile.

Wow, you are being so humble. If I didn’t know, I would really think that you were apologizing because you were afraid of Professor Swan and Aunt Mia.

Fortunately, Draco warned me in advance, otherwise I would have really stepped into the ditch this time.

"Professor, you are well prepared. There is pumpkin juice, black tea and butter beer."

"Thank you for your kindness, but..." Harry stretched out his voice a little, and then took out a can of Coke in front of the other party's surprised eyes, "Compared to those, I prefer Coke, it's sweet! Professor, have you ever tried it? Would you like a can? I have a lot here."

As he spoke, he took out another can of Coke and placed it directly in front of Umbridge, completely ignoring the change in expression on her face.

Seeing that Harry had no intention of being fooled, Umbridge wanted to curse, but she still tried hard to maintain the smile on her face and spat out the words through gritted teeth.

"I see... I didn't expect that none of these drinks would suit your taste. What a shame."

"It has nothing to do with the professor. I just simply like to drink my own food." Harry looked at him and waved his hand gently. "Professor, you may not know that since I attended the Auror training class, I have developed a good habit of not eating other people's food."

"Besides, Professor Moody has taught us all year to always be vigilant. I can only say sorry for the professor's preparation."

"By the way, Professor, is there anything else you want to talk to me about?"

Looking at the smile on Harry's face, Umbridge's anger almost consumed her.

She wanted so badly to punch that disgusting face and completely wipe out that sickening smile.

She took a deep breath and tried to suppress her anger. There was no other way. She was no match for Harry and if she forced herself to attack, she would only bring humiliation upon herself.

"Mr. Potter, we are not enemies, and there is no need to create some unnecessary conflicts."

"I'm sorry, Professor, I don't quite understand what you mean," Harry looked at Umbridge with a puzzled look, "Aren't we reconciled?"

"A question about Defense Against the Dark Arts." Umbridge maintained a fake smile, trying to maintain her demeanor, "Your Defense Against the Dark Arts Club makes my teaching job very difficult. I hope..."

Before he could finish his words, Harry interrupted, "Sorry, Professor, that has nothing to do with me."

"None of your business?" Umbridge repeated slowly, with undisguised doubt in her tone.

Her eyes were fixed on Harry, sharp as a knife, as if she wanted to cut open his heart layer by layer to see what he was thinking.

However, she did not know Legilimency, and even if she had that ability, she would not be able to see Harry's true thoughts.

Their eyes met. Harry's eyes were like a bottomless lake, calm but revealing a tenacious strength.

She subconsciously looked away, as if she was burned by some invisible flame. She didn't know why, but she was just a little afraid of the other person's gaze.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Harry used Legilimency to see some of Umbridge's plans.

Umbridge was not going to let any of Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny, his close friends, go, and was preparing to treat them all with a truth serum package.

This discovery made Harry furious, and he was no longer in the mood to act with Umbridge.

"Professor," Harry said coldly with a disdainful smile on his face, "You should not focus on me, but try to make the Defense Against the Dark Arts class more interesting."

"If the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is still as boring as before, I will no longer appear in your class in the future. Because I am really busy. I have to work hard to improve my strength. I don't have time to play house games with you."

play house?

Umbridge was furious. She didn't expect her course to be evaluated like this.

How courageous! This is a course personally reviewed by Minister Fudge. Harry Potter doesn't take the Ministry of Magic seriously at all.

"Mr. Potter, I must remind you that if you do not come to class, you will not pass this exam."

Umbridge's expression was almost distorted, but she still suppressed her anger and reminded him in her sweet voice, half threatening and half kindly.

"You've been to Auror training, so you must be preparing to become an Auror. Without my grades in this class, you can't enter the Ministry of Magic, understand?"

"I can't pass the exam for this course?" Harry curled his lips and said casually, "That's hard to say. Maybe by the time I take the exam, the Minister of Magic will have changed, and you will no longer be the professor of this course."

"Ahaha," Umbridge slammed the table and raised her wand to point at Harry, "I knew you were going to rebel against the rule of the Ministry of Magic. Who taught you to say that? Was it Dumbledore?"

The sound of Umbridge slamming the table startled Malfoy and others outside the office. They opened the door, were stunned when they saw the tense atmosphere, then raised their wands and surrounded Harry.

However, Harry seemed not to notice the scene before him and just picked up the Coke and drank it all.

Then he stood up and smiled gently at Umbridge.

"Don't get excited, Professor. You misunderstood. What I meant was that by that time, the man whose name you dare not even mention must have walked out into the world openly.

By then, the Ministry of Magic will naturally replace it with a capable minister;

At that time, you will naturally stop teaching this course."

Harry gently pushed Malfoy's wand away and slowly walked to the door of the office. Then he turned around and smiled at Umbridge, whose face was livid.

"Don't worry, professor. I will convey your 'good intentions' to Professor Swan and the others."

"Let's talk about this today, ciao~~"