Chapter 368 The expelled professor

In the Hogwarts auditorium, Mike was enjoying rare leisure time with Benjamin and others.

Mike's first class a week ago was generally quite successful, except for the unpleasantness when the curse was announced at the end.

After that, Mike, Harry and others discussed and made a detailed course schedule, requiring military members to come to the Requirement Room at 10 o'clock every week on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays for two classes. Hours.

At the beginning, Mike actually wanted everyone to come to class every day, because after observing the first class, Mike found that the spell talents of the members headed by Qiu Zhang were indeed inferior to those in the mutual aid association. If Without increased efforts, these people are likely to achieve nothing.

But because Hermione felt that staying up late every day to make up for classes would affect her normal study the next day, she finally adopted a three-day-a-week class system.

The result of this was just as Mike expected. By the end of the first week of all classes, the senior members of the mutual aid association had fully mastered the 'Safety Guard' and 'Total Protection', and Qiu Zhang and others, except Ha Except for the three Li people and a few higher-grade students, there were very few people who could perfectly cast the protection spell.

But Mike actually didn't care much about this. He didn't expect those twenty or so people to perform well at the beginning.

In his opinion, the learning achievements of these people are not important. Mike's main focus is still on the mutual aid meeting.

This week, Mike began to frantically win over members, even lowering the loan threshold.

However, while new members enjoy lower loan thresholds, they must also accept more stringent contract restrictions. At this point, Mike fully learned from Hermione's spirit and directly added the following to the contracts with the new members. Curse, and its effect is far more powerful than Hermione's.

Many people are complaining about this.

"Mike, do you really think that is a good idea?" Benjamin asked with a somewhat unnatural expression, "I mean the new student aid plan. Don't you think that the loan threshold is so low and the punishment mechanism is so heavy? Is it too unreasonable? There will definitely be a lot of people who can’t pay for it.”

Everyone who was drinking tea turned their attention to Mike's direction after hearing this. Many of them, like Benjamin, were also beneficiaries of the original student aid plan. At that time, the Los Santos Group's student loans had extremely strict loan conditions. , so the people who applied for the loan at that time were the ones who really needed the money.

Nowadays, student loans in Los Santos have changed. The low threshold has caused many people just to satisfy their own vanity to start taking loans from Mike.

After that, they used the money to spend a lot of money, buying new clothes, new toys, new brooms...

The result of this is that a large number of bad debts will be generated, and many people even borrow money and are not prepared to repay it at all.

If you are in a Muggle society, this will never work, because you have no effective means of collecting debts.

But this is a wizarding society, and the curse Mike attached to the contract will force those who can't pay the money to obey the orders of the mutual aid association and become slaves of the mutual aid association.

Such a move is indeed beneficial to the mutual aid association in the short term, but it also undoubtedly makes the mutual aid association lose its original meaning. This is something that people like Benjamin, who was born in the mutual aid association and has special feelings for the mutual aid association, do not want to see.

Mike actually knew all of this. He put down the tea cup, turned to Benjamin and said:

"First of all, you have to understand that although the punishment mechanism we have set is harsh, our interest rates are not high. Those who have not paid back the money do not deserve our sympathy, because they either had no intention of paying it back from the beginning, or There is just something wrong with their brains. Such people are not qualified to be members of mutual aid associations."

"But……"

"Okay, no need to say any more." Seeing that Benjamin wanted to continue, Mike waved his hand and said, "This is the best way to quickly increase our strength now. I can promise you that after this period of time passes, I will put these All corrected."

Hearing this, Benjamin stopped talking, but judging from his expression, he was still very concerned about this matter.

But Mike didn't pay any more attention to him, and instead turned his attention to Franklin in the corner.

At this moment, Franklin was not as lively as before. He slumped on the chair as if he had no bones. If it weren't for his eyes still blinking, Mike would have even suspected that he was dead.

He has been in this state for two full days. Umbridge's club banning order has been extremely effective. Now all clubs in Hogwarts, including Quidditch, have been shut down.

There are not many entertainment activities in Hogwarts, and Umbridge's move immediately caused a lot of complaints in Hogwarts Castle, especially the members of the Quidditch teams of each college, who have been playing in the Quidditch team since the beginning of the school year. They train hard in order to achieve good results in the next Quidditch League and bring glory to the college. However, now Umbridge is going to shut down their team with an order. How can you bear this?

So a large number of resistance movements began, and members of the various Quidditch teams, including Harry and Franklin, all united and began to submit an application to Umbridge to restart the Quidditch team.

However, no matter what method was used, Umbridge remained indifferent.

She acted as if she didn't care about the needs of the students at all, which made Franklin and Harry depressed, especially the Gryffindor Quidditch captain. I lay in the dormitory for three days without getting out of bed.

"Stop being so sentimental, Franklin."

Mike said helplessly to Franklin, and when he heard this, he shook his head and said:

"No, you don't understand. Quidditch is as indispensable to me as a propeller is to an airplane!"

A black line was drawn on the faces of everyone present, and everyone was speechless at Franklin's metaphor.

At this moment, a junior Ravenclaw student suddenly ran over and gasped:

"Senior Townley, no...it's not good! Professor Trelawney was fired by Umbridge, and they are driving her away now!"

Upon hearing this, Mike's brows instantly wrinkled, while Franklin, who was still looking like a dead dog next to him, immediately became energetic, stood up and said excitedly:

"That doesn't mean we don't have to take those damn divination classes, and we don't have to make up all kinds of stories to cope with the exam!"

Mike glanced at him angrily, stood up and said:

"Anyway, let's go take a look first."

…

Ten minutes later, Mike and others arrived at Trelawney's office.

It is located above a small staircase in the Divination classroom. Since Trelawney is homeless, this small attic is not only Trelawney's office, but also Trelawney's home.

When Mike and others arrived, a large number of people had already gathered in the divination class classroom. It was obvious that most of these people came to watch the fun just like Mike.

"Damn it! You can't do this! That's my ancestor's crystal ball! Oh! Oh! You can't move that! It's the 'qi point' of the whole room. Once it changes..., Merlin! Are you really Move it! You are finished, the curse has been attached to your body, and you will die soon! A miserable death..."

The sound of curses continued to come from the attic above the divination class classroom, which was accompanied by the sound of many things being turned over and the sound of empty wine bottles being knocked over.

Mike and everyone else were staring at the stairs with curious faces, eager to go up and see what happened in person.

However, Umbridge came down after a while.

She was frowning and covering her mouth and nose with her right hand, as if she had just left a dirty environment.

Beside her, there were two tall Slytherin students, who were watching the surroundings vigilantly like Umbridge's bodyguards.

"Throw all her things out!" Umbridge said in a sullen voice, "I really can't imagine that someone can survive in such a bad environment!"

After saying that, Umbridge walked down the stairs. The two Slytherin bodyguards beside her did their best to separate the onlookers for her, so that she could have more space to stand.

Filch's reply and Professor Trelawney's miserable cry also came from the small attic on the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, Filch's thin figure appeared in front of everyone, with a hunched body and a huge suitcase on his back.

The suitcase seemed to be quite heavy, because Filch's legs were shaking constantly, making people worried that he would fall down the stairs because he was unsteady.

Following him was Professor Trelawney, who was holding Filch tightly, trying to stop him from taking things out of the attic.

At this time, Professor Trelawney was no longer her usual mysterious look. Her hair was stretched out like withered grass, and tears continued to flow from her red eyes with thick lenses. She looked Terrible.

Upon seeing this, bursts of laughter erupted from the onlookers, and Professor Trelawney also noticed the students in the classroom.

As if to maintain her image as a professor, she immediately let go of her hands after discovering her classmates and began to wipe her tears.

However, just letting go gave Filch a chance. He jumped up with a big suitcase on his back and fell directly to the ground, where he was gnawed in the mud.

Mike and others were so close to the stairs that they could even hear the painful groans from Filch's bones.

"This must hurt!"

Franklin whispered to Mike, who nodded quickly.

After struggling for a long time, Filch finally climbed up with great effort. He first smiled at Umbridge in a flattering way, and then said:

"Professor Umbridge, do you have any other orders?"

"Get this stinking garbage out of Hogwarts!"

Umbridge still covered her mouth and nose, and waved her hand at Filch with great disgust.

Upon hearing this, Filch quickly said yes and limped out of the crowd with a hunched body.

The way he walked looked ridiculous, but Mike and the others couldn't laugh. On the contrary, the two senior Slytherin bodyguards beside Umbridge were laughing so hard.

On the stairs of the classroom, Trelawney, who had finished wiping her tears, took a deep breath.

As if to maintain her reputation as a professor, she held her head high and her back straight, and slowly walked down the stairs towards Umbridge like a queen.

However, the two bodyguards around Umbridge were not vegetarians. They stopped Trelawney when she was about to enter one meter away from Umbridge.

"Umbridge, you vicious scoundrel!" Trelawney seemed to be unable to control her emotions. The muscles on her face kept twitching, and turbid tears kept falling from her eyes. , "I have seen your future! Soon! Soon you will be dragged to hell! And the devil inside will be more than happy to give you the kiss of death!"

"That's enough, I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore!" Umbridge frowned and said to a Slytherin beside her, "Get her out of here!"

Upon hearing this, a Slytherin nearby immediately stepped forward and grabbed Trelawney's arm. The latter broke away fiercely and glared at the Slytherin and Umbridge, and said angrily:

"I can walk by myself!"

Seeing Trelawney being escorted out of the classroom, the students who were watching looked at each other, and many of them had panic expressions on their faces.

Umbridge obviously noticed this. She released her hand covering her mouth and nose, looked at everyone with what she thought was a warm smile, and said:

"Everyone, please listen to me. In the last review of Professor Trelawney, we found that she did not have the ability to teach students at all, so in order for our students to learn truly useful knowledge instead of wasting time on We made up all kinds of unfortunate stories and decided to fire Professor Trelawney.

In the coming time, we will try our best to find new divination class professors for everyone. Divination classes and related exams have been temporarily cancelled. I hope everyone can focus on studying and achieve better results! "

After saying that, Umbridge nodded towards everyone, and then left the classroom without even turning her head, leaving only the classmates looking at each other and discussing.

"Is Umbridge crazy?" Franklin whispered, "Isn't she afraid?"

Mike shook his head.

Umbridge's recent behavior is indeed a bit abnormal, and it is not at all like what a person who has just received death threats can do.

But judging from the fact that Umbridge often turned her head very alertly when she was speaking and looked at the bodyguards who were with her, it didn't look like she didn't care about the 'death threat' at all.

Wait, bodyguard?

Those Slytherin bodyguards!

Mike's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he seemed to have thought of something very important!