Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Good morning, students.

"Welcome to my Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

The first class this morning was Umbridge's Black Defense class.

Last night, when I went to the library to accompany Hermione while she studied, Hermione complained to me about this professor from the Ministry of Magic.

She said her courses didn't teach proper Defense Against the Dark Arts at all, only some theoretical stuff in books.

Furthermore, Harry was punished by being required to stay in her office every day for a week for talking back.

As for what he stayed behind to do, we don't know for the time being.

Harry hadn't come back yet when I was studying with Hermione last night.

"In my course, hard work will definitely pay off."

Umbridge stood by the podium, her hands clasped in front of her chest, her pink bow tie swaying gently as she leaned forward slightly.

This girlish gesture, when used on her, is truly chilling.

"But if you don't work hard, there will be very serious consequences..."

As she said this, she still had that sweet smile on her face, but her small eyes were like two cold buttons, fixed on John's face without blinking.

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Why are you looking at me like that?

I've always tried my best, okay!

Then, Umbridge waved her wand again, and the two stacks of books standing beside her flew up and were distributed to each student in turn.

This year, the Black Society did not ask students to prepare teaching materials in advance. At first, I thought they were going to continue with the materials that were not finished last year.

It turned out that she had prepared the new teaching materials herself.

The cover is printed with "The Theory of Magic Defense".

"Yes, everyone has received a copy of Wilbert Slinka's 'Defense Against Magic Theory' by now."

Umbridge stood on the podium and said with a smile.

This sounds strange, like a kindergarten teacher handing out books to children and then asking a question to confirm it, even though they already know the answer.

The entire class was silent; no one responded.

Umbridge's sweet smile turned into a slightly 'loving' and reproachful helpless smile.

"Students, that won't do. When the professor asks you a question, you should respond promptly, even if it's just a simple nod or a 'Yes, Professor.'"

Huh...?

Hearing that affectedly sweet and coquettish tone, many people in the classroom couldn't help but shrink back.

John, on the other hand, figured out the professor's "teaching style".

"Let's do it one more time. Everyone has a copy of Wilbert Slinka's *Defense Against Magic* now..."

"Yes, Professor!"

No sooner had Umbridge spoken than John responded loudly and energetically.

???

The shout startled the whole class, and even Umbridge flinched.

I was just about to tell John that yelling like that was wrong.

But John stood there like an outstanding Young Pioneer, his hands neatly folded on the table, his back ramrod straight, his eyes burning brightly, as if he were a model student who had just listened to the principal's lecture, without a single fault to be found.

After all, she had just demanded that her students respond to her...

"...Very good, Mr. Merrick has set a very good example for everyone."

Umbridge stood there for a long time before finally regaining her sweet smile and speaking.

With John taking the lead, the other students immediately understood and joined in, shouting in unison, "Yes, Professor!"

The sound was deafening, making Umbridge's ears ring.

"Very good, very good..."

Her smile froze slightly, but she still tried her best to maintain the pace of the class.

"Alright, let's begin class, we'll..."

"Yes, Professor!"

Before Umbridge could say anything, John shouted again because of the previous sentence, "Let's begin class."

The other students immediately echoed, "Yes, Professor!"

The sound almost lifted the ceiling, and the chalk dust on the blackboard was shaken off.

Umbridge forced back the twitching at the corners of her mouth, and her sweet smile finally became somewhat strained.

She took a deep breath and tapped her fingertips three times lightly on the edge of the podium, as if suppressing some kind of anxiety that was about to overflow.

"Please turn to page five in your textbooks. No need to go back to the previous page..."

"Yes, Professor!"

Umbridge had just given the order, but before he could even finish saying the word "answer," John's voice boomed like thunder, and the entire class reflexively roared in unison, "Yes, Professor!"

The chalk snapped off between her fingers with a "snap".

"John Merrick!"

"Yes, Professor!"

Umbridge, unable to contain himself any longer, shouted at John, who immediately stood up, his heels snapping shut as he responded in a booming voice.

He was like a model soldier who was so perfect that there was no flaw in him.

Seeing him like this, Umbridge's rebuke stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

To scold him is to deny the living room rules you just established.

She unconsciously tightened her cuffs with her fingertips, her nails turning white, yet she still managed to squeeze out a sweeter, thinner, and crisper smile.

"Mr. Merrick, next time, please answer when I'm facing you and asking you a question, okay?"

"Yes, Professor!"

John responded in his booming voice, and Umbridge's throat tightened, her sweet smile cracking into a thin line, but she still didn't react.

"...Now, sit down."

John sat down with a "thud," his back still as straight as a knife, his hands clasped together without moving an inch.

Seeing that John had finally quieted down, Umbridge simply turned his back and stopped facing the students below the stage.

He waved his wand impatiently, and lines of stiff, distorted chalk writing immediately appeared on the blackboard.

【Course Objectives】

1. Understand the basic principles of Defense Against Magic.

2. Learn to identify situations where it is legal to use Defense Against Magic.

3. Evaluate the Defense Against Magic spell in a practical context.

"These are the learning objectives for this lesson. Now, turn to page five of your textbook and read the introductory principles in Chapter One."

Umbridge, still with his back to the crowd, addressed the students behind him through the blackboard.

This time John remained silent and obediently turned the pages of his book to read.

Seeing this, the others lowered their heads and turned the pages.

Goodness, John wasn't really interested in Umbridge's classes.

But John became interested when he saw target number 2.

Is this teaching people how to legally use magic?

Do not!

This is teaching people how to use magic to hurt others without breaking the law!

Perhaps Professor Umbridge isn't as bad as we think.

Umbridge, on the other hand, noticed the sound of pages turning behind him and turned slightly to look at the crowd.

Or rather, look at John.

According to intelligence, John has a close relationship with Harry Potter's group.

He would definitely have a lot of complaints about his courses.

Once he raises his questions, I can then reasonably punish him accordingly.

At that time, hmph hmph hmph.

However, after waiting for a long time...

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No, why is this kid so engrossed in watching?

And what the heck is this "secretly use the Soul-Stealing Curse to manipulate the opponent to attack you three times, and you can then legally kill them" thing in your notes?!