The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 478 The first lesson of school

Everything she saw made Dolores Umbridge very angry.

She felt that the reason why the students did not applaud was because the old beast Dumbledore instructed the little beast Ada to arrange it. The students were coerced by the two, so they did not dare to applaud.

She believed that Dumbledore was inciting opposition and hatred between the Ministry of Magic and the students in order to achieve his goal of taking control of the Ministry of Magic.

God bless Umbridge, she never thought that this was a semi-spontaneous behavior of the students, due to their bad first impression of her. There was no instruction from Dumbledore, nor coercion from Ada.

At best, Ada's personal behavior affected Gryffindor as a group, and Gryffindor's collective behavior led to Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

It's just that everyone is giving Ada face.

With a gratified look, Umbridge looked at the Slytherins who were clapping vigorously. She was very satisfied with Slytherins' performance tonight. They were pure-bloods who were not afraid of power or coercion and were trustworthy.

But in fact, few Slytherin students knew who Umbridge was, nor did they know the meaning of her speech. The reason they applauded to show their support was simply because Gryffindor "boycotted" her.

It's that simple! It's that pure!
Dumbledore stood up again and continued his interrupted speech, and the atmosphere in the hall returned to normal.

After the principal finished his speech and announced the dismissal, the sound of tables, chairs and benches colliding could be heard.

The Hogwarts start-of-term dinner, which had some twists and turns and some discordant elements, ended, and the students stood up and prepared to leave the hall. They were going back to their respective common rooms, and they missed the soft beds in the dormitories.

……

The next morning, Ada left the dormitory early.

Unexpectedly, Fred and George got up earlier than her and were now posting notices on the bulletin board in the common room.

Out of curiosity, Ada walked over and took a look. What the twins were holding was a recruitment notice.

Previously, many of the twins' products were experimented on themselves or Lee Jordan, and now they have finally extended their claws to other students.

"Is there anything that needs to be revised?" Fred asked. "You are the head girl of the student union, please give me some suggestions!"

Ada was not polite. She took the quill from George and added two lines at the end of the notice. She wrote:

(Eligibility requirements: 14 years of age or above, with a certain degree of autonomous behavior)
(Sorry, all work is done at the applicant's own risk and requires a signed waiver of liability agreement.)
"That's it. It's definitely not perfect, but it should be enough to fool people." Ida said as she returned the quill to George. "Hurry up and paste it. You can go to breakfast after you're done."

The twins posted the revised notice in the most conspicuous place on the bulletin board, took two steps back and looked at it carefully. The two brothers were very satisfied.

"If Ada were in business, she would definitely be a profiteer," said Fred, while manually giving Ada a thumbs up.

"What do you think," George winked at Fred, "if she were to be sold to us someday, would we still be counting money for her?"

Under Ada's reproachful gaze, the twins nodded in agreement.

After taking one last look at the notice, the three of them walked out of the common room and went to the auditorium for breakfast. They arrived a little early, and there were not many students in the auditorium. Ada and the twins found an empty seat and sat down.

As the hall became noisier and more students came, Professor McGonagall began to distribute the course schedules along the tables.

Professor McGonagall placed Ada's timetable in front of her and heavily tapped on Defense Against the Dark Arts twice, which meant: Try not to mess up in this class and stay still.

The corners of Ada's mouth turned down instantly, and she looked at Professor McGonagall pitifully. This is a bit difficult!

Even if Adachi was willing to stay quiet, could Umbridge let her go?

Professor McGonagall was also aware of this situation, so she did not force Ada to do it, but asked Ada to try not to have a direct conflict with Umbridge.

After all, this is a school, and Umbridge's identity has become a professor.

Professor McGonagall shook her head helplessly and continued to distribute the timetables, leaving Ada sighing over her timetable.

Then, she picked up the twins' schedules. The two brothers' schedules were empty, which was very enviable. Ada's mood suddenly became as gray as the magic ceiling, full of gloom and sadness.

She also wants to be so leisurely and enjoy her last year of campus life leisurely.

Her fingers were focused heavily on Defense Against the Dark Arts, Ada's first class of the school year. Perhaps she could find a way to never have to take that class again.

After breakfast, Ada left the auditorium with her friends.

On the way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Angelina had been discussing with the twins and Alia about recruiting new members for the Quidditch team. After the former captain Oliver Wood graduated, the Gryffindor Quidditch team not only lost a responsible captain, but also an excellent goalkeeper. This gave the new captain Angelina a headache.

Before they knew it, they were at the classroom door, and Angelina and the others' discussion was still fruitless.

Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium in the classroom, still wearing the girlish pink cardigan she wore last night. The students sitting below were all silent and lifeless.

When the school bell rang, Umbridge said: "Good morning, students!"

There were a few scattered responses in the classroom, and Umbridge was very dissatisfied with this response. She hoped that the students would answer "Good morning, Professor Umbridge".

But the students in this classroom are all in seventh grade. They don’t like such a stereotyped answer, and they don’t want to sit with their hands behind their backs.

As a result, Umbridge and the students were in a stalemate. She could only hear a few "Good morning, Professor Umbridge", while the majority of people were still lazy and casually dealt with it.

This went on for several times before someone finally couldn't help but ask, "We are already in seventh grade, when do we start class?"

Umbridge said shrilly: "It should be 'Professor Umbridge, when do we start the class?' That's right. Hogwarts education seems to have made you forget a lot of things to follow."

"Please tell me when do our lessons start, Professor Umbridge?" the student said glumly.

"Of course, after you all say 'Good morning, Professor Umbridge' in unison." Umbridge said as a matter of course, "Good morning, students!"

"Good morning, Professor Umbridge." The students responded in unison.

At this time, at least five minutes had passed since the class bell rang.

"That's right," Umbridge said in a cooing voice, "It's not too difficult, is it? Please put away your wand and take out your quill."

This made the students even more depressed. It was only the first class of the semester and Umbridge was coming like this. It was too early!

The students helplessly put away their wands and took out their quills and ink.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Foley had read the text with emotion, and Lockhart had performed a skit, so the students wanted to see what new tricks Umbridge could come up with.

Umbridge did not allow students to use wands, but took out her surprisingly short wand. After a while of gesticulation, two lines of words immediately appeared on the blackboard:
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Back to basics
Umbridge criticized the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts, saying that the teachers kept changing, the course was unsystematic and intermittent, and indirectly criticized Dumbledore for being useless.

Then Umbridge changed the subject and began to praise the Ministry of Magic and Fudge, saying that she would teach according to the curriculum standards approved by the Ministry of Magic, focusing on theory.

The classroom became even more lifeless, and everyone felt as if they were taking Professor Binns' History of Magic class instead of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

The class continued. Umbridge did not ask anyone to read the text aloud, but she went even further than that. She asked everyone to read the text silently and also asked everyone to copy the text.

Defense Against the Dark Arts instantly turned into a self-study class. There was no sound of the teacher lecturing in the classroom, only the rustling sound of flipping pages and copying.

Umbridge looked at everyone with satisfaction, then she looked at Ada among the students, trying to find fault.

But Umbridge was disappointed. Ada just sat there reading a book and there was no place for her to make a fuss.

A few minutes later, the boring content successfully turned the students into sleepyheads, and the situation was comparable to that of the History of Magic classroom at the same time.

At this time, a Ravenclaw student raised his hand straight up. He couldn't stand this way of teaching.

"My dear, do you have any questions about the content of this chapter?" Umbridge asked kindly.

The Ravenclaw student stood up and asked, "Professor Umbridge, are we going to keep this class like this? Reading silently, copying, I mean, aren't you going to teach us something?"

All the students in the classroom looked at the Ravenclaw, and they agreed with what the young eagle said.

Then everyone looked at Ada, wondering why she was so quiet in this class. Even Fred and George didn't understand this, and the brothers thought Ada must be up to something bad.

"Oh, dear, I don't understand why your clever little brain would let you ask such a stupid question!" Umbridge said in surprise, "The knowledge is all in that book, which is carefully selected by the education experts of the Ministry of Magic. All you need to do is remember the knowledge above."

There was some discussion in the classroom, and they were dissatisfied with Umbridge's explanation.

If classes are just about reading and copying books, then what is the point of having professors? We might as well just forget about classrooms and let everyone go to the library to learn on their own!

"Silence!" Umbridge said, "This is a decision made by the Ministry of Magic. Do you think you are wiser than the education experts, or do you want to resist the will of the Ministry of Magic?"

Silence. The students who were talking a moment ago immediately quieted down. Is it so serious to resist the will of the Ministry of Magic?
The students were powerless to change the decision of Umbridge and the Ministry of Magic, but they were unwilling to accept the status quo. They were already in their seventh year and were about to take the Ultimate Wizarding Level Exam. How could this be possible?

So the students looked at Ada who was still reading a book, and placed their hopes on this female student union president, Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and killer.

With a "snap", Ada slammed the "Magic Defense Theory" in her hand and raised her right hand high.

(End of this chapter)