Chapter 871 (1/2)

But the next day, van Lin was still reprimanded. Naturally, it came from Professor McGonagall's care and love, although Harry thought it was terrible.

The next day or the same, after a period of adaptation, Umbridge has a good grasp of all the courses taught.

In fact, when Fanling took Hermione down in front of her, Professor Umbridge was already sitting in a small corner of the classroom with her notebook, which surprised Fanling. You know, this is Professor McGonagall's course. As the dean of Gryffindor and the vice president of Hogwarts, it needs the board of directors to put Professor McGonagall More than two-thirds agreed.

This is not a good goal.

As they sat down, Ron murmured, ”great, let's see what Professor Umbridge is going to face?”

Obviously, everyone has a lot of confidence in Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall is obviously disgusted with Umbridge.

Professor McGonagall walked straight into the classroom, and there was no sign that she knew that Professor Umbridge was in her class.

”And then, Miss McGonagall, don't come back here, professor. Don't look silly,” said Mr. Brown. ”Take your homework back here, professor. ——Give each student one - ”

” Er, er, ”Professor Umbridge pretended to cough a few times as she interrupted Dumbledore last time. But Professor McGonagall ignored her.

Susan gave Harry his homework. Harry took it up to his comfort that he got an e, thanks to vaseline and Hermione's homework grading, as Ron did.

”All right, pay attention, listen carefully! Thomas, if you move that mouse again, I'll put you in jail. Most people have been able to make your snails disappear. Those who will leave some shells need to grasp the key points of the mantra. Today, we're going to -- ”

” Er! ” Professor Umbridge then coughed.

”Who?” Professor McGonagall looked around and frowned.

”Professor, I want to know if I have received my note and I want to check you -”

”yes, of course. But now, you have to obey my classroom discipline. ” Professor McGonagall turned. Professor Umbridge looked as if he had been slapped in the face. But he didn't say anything. He just sorted out the parchment on the clip and wrote down something on it.

But Professor McGonagall looked so cold that he just went on with his lessons.

”As I said just now, the vanishing spell becomes more complicated when it comes to vanishing animals. Invertebrates like snails don't give you enough difficulty; mammals like mice are a little more difficult. But you can't practice well before dinner. Now let me examine your mantras, so that I can determine how far you are

”How did she forget Umbridge in her lecture?” Harry laughed and muttered to van Lin in a low voice, and Professor McGonagall's anger was dispelled by what he had done.

”You should know one way.”

Umbridge did not visit the class with Professor McGonagall as he did in traney's class, and perhaps he realized that Professor McGonagall would not allow her to do so.

But anyway, she sat in her little corner and wrote more, and when Professor McGonagall told her she could leave, a look of horror appeared on Umbridge's face.