The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 489 Endless Education Orders
As November approached, it was as cold as frozen iron. There was a layer of frost every morning, and the icy wind cut my hands and cheeks.

The match between Gryffindor and Slytherin was approaching, but the fighting between the two houses gradually stopped, and lions and snakes shooting spells at each other were no longer seen in the corridors.

Those Slytherins who were able to or willing to cause trouble were basically sent to the school infirmary, where they were defeated by the well-trained Gryffindors.

The rest are just some scattered soldiers who have no intention of fighting and can't achieve anything.

The morning of the day of the tournament was clear and cold, the sky and the ceiling of the Great Hall turning a pale blue-grey, and the mountains around Hogwarts wearing snow caps.

The auditorium was filled with people, the voices were louder than usual, the atmosphere was more lively, and everyone was excitedly waiting for the game to begin.

Because of Snape's unbridled partiality, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw once again stood on the side of Gryffindor, and students from both houses would cheer for the players whenever they passed by the Gryffindor table.

Among the confident Gryffindor players, Ron looked out of place. His face was pale, his eyes were dull, his steps were unsteady, and it was almost as if "I'm not nervous" was written on his face.

Seeing Ron's extremely nervous expression, loud laughter erupted from the direction of the Slytherin table, the sound almost lifting the ceiling.

Almost every Slytherin student wears a crown-shaped silver badge with the words: Weasley is our king.

This was once the slogan that Ada used to support Charlie Weasley, but now it has become a slogan used by Slytherin to humiliate Ron Weasley.

Walking across the frosty grass and bathing in the cold air, Ada, Hermione and Ginny arrived at the stadium and stood in a sea of ​​gold and red waiting for the game to officially begin.

The game time is almost up, and although the players have not yet come out, cheers can be heard from the stands around the stadium.

Amidst the cheers, there were bursts of singing. It was the Slytherins' singing, and their chorus was a bit noisy, requiring careful identification to hear the lyrics clearly.

That silly little Weasley,

He won't block a ball,

The Slytherins sang loudly,

Weasley is our king.

Weasley was born in a dustbin.
He always puts the ball into the goal,
Weasley makes sure I win this one,

Weasley is our king.

……

After hearing the insulting lyrics, Hermione covered her face and murmured, "It's over, it's all over! Ron will definitely be disturbed. If we lose this game, Ron will be finished!"

In the past few days, Ron had put too much pressure on himself, and it had reached a critical point. Now with the stimulation of this chorus, Ron's confidence was likely to be completely destroyed.

Of course, there is a possibility of rebirth from the ashes, but this possibility is only theoretical, just like a national team can theoretically qualify.

Ginny frowned and looked at Slytherin fiercely, but she was not as pessimistic as Hermione.

She said: "No, we still have Harry. Harry will definitely catch the Golden Snitch before the damn Malfoy and win the game!"

Ada looked up at the sky, which was a uniform pearly white, and the sunlight was gentle. Except for being a little cold, it was a good day for the game. Her thoughts were exactly the same as Ginny's. The winner of this game was Harry.

Even if Slytherin smashed Ron's goal into a sieve, it would be difficult for them to lead Gryffindor by 150 points. Don't forget that there are Angelina, Alia and Katie who have worked together for many years. The attacking lineup formed by the three of them is the most luxurious in the school.

In other words, this game for Ron was a test for himself, a game for himself. No matter how many points Ron lost in this game, the most important thing was whether he could still stand in front of the goal in the next game.

At this time, players from both teams began to enter the field. Crabbe and Goyle appeared in the Slytherin team. These two idiots were the beaters. Ron was the only newcomer on the Gryffindor side. His steps were stiff and he turned sideways.

As Madam Hooch blew the whistle, the game officially began.

Just as Ada, Hermione and Ginny had thought before the game, Ron lost the ball at the very beginning and Slytherin's Warrington took the first goal.

In fact, although Ron failed to save the ball this time, he did a good job, but he lacked a little luck. Facing such a one-on-one opportunity, even Wood did not dare to say that he could save it steadily.

However, this was only Ron's first game, and his remaining self-confidence disappeared with the goal and the increasingly loud singing on the sidelines of the court.

Soon, Pusey scored another goal, 20 to 0. Then, Montague and Warrington scored in succession, 40 to 0. Ron's role as a goalkeeper was gone, he just mechanically made saves and watched the other team score.

Fortunately, the other Gryffindor players were also strong and they did not let Slytherin widen the score further.

Fred and George stepped up their threats to the opposing team's offensive players, and Angelina, Alia and Katie also scored points one after another, which stopped Gryffindor's decline in this game. Just as Ron and Blake were very friendly, Harry and Draco Malfoy discovered the trace of the Golden Snitch at the same time, and they chased the Golden Snitch that represented victory side by side.

In a split second, with the wind whistling, it was all over, and Harry had caught the tiny, struggling golden ball, just as Malfoy missed it by a hair's breadth.

Gryffindor narrowly won this key battle!

The Slytherins in the stands fell silent, no longer singing their poorly sung lyrics in unison, while the Gryffindors raised their arms and cheered straight into the sky.

However, the cheers only lasted for a few seconds before turning into collective exclamations, and all the teachers and students once again witnessed the despicable behavior of Slytherin.

After Harry caught the Snitch, and after Madam Hooch blew the final whistle, Crabbe desperately hit the Bludger at Harry, hitting the unsuspecting Harry in the lower back and knocking him off his broom.

Fortunately, Harry was only five or six feet above the ground, so he was not injured. He just felt a dull pain in his lower back where he was hit by the Bludger.

There was an uproar in the stands. Many Gryffindors wanted to climb over the railings to teach Crabbe a lesson, or rush to the Slytherin stands and cook these insidious little snakes into snake soup.

The professors also stood up and tried to calm the chaotic Gryffindors to prevent the situation from escalating. However, the professors held down the students but not the players, who were already fighting each other on the field.

The twins and Harry knocked Malfoy to the ground and beat him up.

Angelina and the other two surrounded Madam Hooch and Crabbe to demand an explanation and delay time.

Madam Hooch was surrounded and unable to stop the twins and Harry, but Umbridge suddenly appeared on the court. She used her short and thick wand to knock the twins and Harry away in one blow, saving Malfoy who was being beaten.

"I have to say, Mr. Potter's violent tendencies are really serious." Umbridge said with a smile.

Umbridge's appearance stopped the students from making any noise or noise, and everyone looked towards the court, hoping to hear what Umbridge was saying.

Professor McGonagall, wearing a Gryffindor scarf, hurried down the stand, shaking with anger.

Before Umbridge could continue speaking, Professor McGonagall said, "Shame! I've never seen such a shameful performance! Three against one! Detention, all three of you."

Without asking for reasons or explaining anything, Professor McGonagall directly punished the three people.

"Professor, Malfoy was the first to provoke! He insulted my mother, as well as Fred and George's parents!" Harry said loudly. He wanted to say something else, but was stopped by the twins.

Professor McGonagall's punishment was a disguised protection for the three of them, and the twins saw this very clearly.

"Ahem, ahem." Umbridge stepped forward unwillingly, and she said, "I think it's not enough to just put them in detention. It won't make them realize their mistakes and correct them."

Professor McGonagall closed her eyes and calmed herself down. She said, "They are three Gryffindor students. How to deal with them is my business. I don't need you to teach me. Dolores!"

"Do you think I'm telling you what to do?" Umbridge smiled smugly. "Are you denying the authority of the Ministry of Magic and the High Inquisitor?"

Professor McGonagall took a step forward angrily, staring at Umbridge, and said, "I told you, they are my students. It is my right to decide how to deal with them!"

"In fact, Minerva, it is within my power," said Umbridge, with a wry smile. "Educational Order No. 25, which the Minister has just sent."

"The High Inquisitor shall have the final authority over all punishments, sanctions and deprivations of privileges involving Hogwarts students and shall have the right to modify such punishments, sanctions and deprivations of privileges imposed by other faculty members."

When reading the education order, Umbridge deliberately read it very loudly so that students who were nearby could hear the contents of the education order clearly.

Word spread quickly, and soon everyone knew about Educational Decree No. 25. Umbridge's power was almost equal to that of the headmaster.

Umbridge rolled up the parchment and put it in her handbag, still smiling.

She said smugly, "Given Mr. Potter and the two Weasleys' violent tendencies, I have to ban all three from playing Quidditch. It's a shame."

"Forbid us?" Harry's voice was trembling. "Play...ball again?"

"Yes, Mr. Potter, I think a lifetime ban is more appropriate," said Umbridge, "You and the two Mr. Weasleys, and Drizzt who didn't play today. The four of you are banned for life."

There was an immediate chorus of discontent from the stands.

If they were to be banned, Malfoy and Crabbe should have been banned, but Umbridge only banned the Gryffindor players. She even banned Ada who didn't play. This is too obvious favoritism and targeting, even more so than Snape!
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was not a punishment for fighting on the field; it was clearly a continuation of the Ministry of Magic's campaign to slander and defame Dumbledore, and it was Umbridge trying to seize power!
Umbridge ignored the students' dissatisfaction and walked out of the stadium triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)