A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 856 Umbridge is having a tough time!

It was another late-night chat... William was pulled aside by Dumbledore for a casual conversation.

William had prior experience; he took a nap during the day and didn't drink water at night, thus avoiding a bladder battle.

William stayed up until midnight before finally returning to his office, washing up, and going to sleep.

Yes, William's office!

Is it in this river?

He's a professor of ancient magic script, no longer a substitute teacher, and has his own office... of course, it's very cool!

Besides, he's already been fired, so he can't continue living in the dormitory... Faculty and staff should at least be provided with food and lodging.

To be fair, Babling has been gone for two years, so her ancient rune office should be given to William.

As a treasure trove of a grandmother, her room must be filled with her many years of accumulated treasures.

William was indeed tempted and wanted to explore the possibilities, but in the end he didn't requisition her office.

He was obviously concerned about his personal privacy, not because he was afraid of being bitten by that old vampire.

However, Hogwarts has no shortage of rooms, and William carefully selected one.

No shaded areas, no high-rise apartments, no basements!

Professor Snape was the only one who liked to use the basement as his office.

It must also have a large balcony, a lake view, a double bathroom and a large living room, and a duplex design.

You also need to be able to see the Quidditch pitch so you don't have to squeeze into the stadium every time, and occasionally sneak a peek at other teams' tactics.

Even Dumbledore, after hearing William's reasonable request, couldn't help but mutter to himself:

How about I make room for you in my principal's office?

If William knew what Dumbledore was thinking, he would definitely tell him:

That makes sense.

Having your own private room has many advantages.

Not to mention private space, even if I throw a party in the middle of the night, it won't affect anyone else.

There's no need to brew potions at the Room of Requirement anymore; William can use the Unseen Stretch Charm to expand the laboratory.

Most importantly:

No more spending the night with Hermione in the Room of Requirement.

Is there anything more comfortable than this?

However, we still need to keep a low profile, otherwise one day it might get out that:

Shocking! If a Hogwarts professor is sexually harassing a female student, then he's doomed.

……

When William arrived at the auditorium in the morning, he was in high spirits... because he didn't have any classes that morning, which was great.

William went to see Professor Flitwick first, and chatted with the dean for a while.

Professor Flitwick was quite ruthless, dumping all his work on William.

For example, sending new semester timetables to Ravenclaw students.

They even went so far as to say: Young people should strive harder.

The magic world is so chaotic because of these hard-working people!

After William arrived at the Great Hall, he distributed the class schedules to the Ravenclaw students.

He also casually tossed the Quidditch team captain's badge to Cho.

With William absent, Cho is the new captain.

After receiving the badge, Qiu couldn't help but sigh and say, "It's over. Without you, the team is likely to suffer a losing streak."

Qiu is right. She is just a ball finder. Although she can participate in help defense, she can't score.

Ravenclaw's tactics are generally very simple:

Give it to William for a singles match.

William's scoring efficiency is too high; he often overwhelms other teams in one go.

When he's not shooting well, he forces a drive to score, or he draws a foul.

William also has an iron elbow that can pave the way, providing the team with maximum help on both offense and defense.

His sudden departure from the team means the new ball chaser won't be good enough, and the team's tactics will have to be changed. They might really become a pushover and get swept away in one fell swoop.

It feels like stepping back into Ravenclaw six years ago!

"It's alright, this is just a test of your leadership skills," William reassured Qiu.

"Don't let the score gap get too big with the other teams, wait for me to come back and carry!"

Umbridge won't be able to stay for long; William will have to reinstate his student status.

Luna looked up at William from behind his large, colorful glasses.

"It's alright, Minister Fouché will be out of office soon. Haven't you seen the latest episode of 'The Quibbler'?"

Fudge is in big trouble.

William and Qiu both leaned over and looked at the Christmas special edition of "The Quibbler" in her hand.

William was stunned after just one glance at the contents.

It was a photograph; Fudge had a golden halo above his head, as if he had achieved physical sainthood.

William thought it was Fudge, who was using the same old trick of worshipping Zhenhua as a saint with a halo around his head.

The content he didn't expect immediately strained his back:

Fudge faked his Muggle identity and filmed a so-called "enthronement ceremony," transforming himself into an image of someone sitting on a lotus platform with a halo above his head.

Fudge thus transformed himself into "Merlin reincarnation," developing over 3000 disciples in England over 10 years, illegally amassing nearly 2 million gallons, and sexually assaulting several female disciples...

Okay... As we all know, The Quibbler is a magical realism magazine.

To be fair, old Lovegood is indeed a master at keeping up with current events and riding the wave of popularity.

Compared to Rita's report about Fudge's promiscuous relationships and affairs with interns, Lovegood's account is more... imaginative.

I have no idea where Lovegood got his material from!

Sure enough, these days, newspapers are all fake except for the names and dates.

After William distributed the class schedules, he took out another piece of paper and asked Cho to take it back to the Ravenclaw common room.

"What is it?" Qiu picked up the notice, glanced at it, and saw that it read:

Phantom Manifestation Class

If you are 17 years of age or older, or will turn 17 on August 31, you may attend the 12-week Apparition course taught by Apparition instructors from the Ministry of Magic.

Those who wish to participate, please sign below.

Tuition fee: 12 Galleons.

"Ah, this is great! We've finally waited for this!" Qiu's face was full of excitement, her earlier gloom gone.

That's right, students in sixth grade and above will have a Phantom Transformation class, a course that everyone dreams of.

So when the announcement was posted, all the students who met the requirements were thrilled.

All day long, people were talking about the course that was going to be offered, and they longed to be able to disappear and reappear at will.

Even in the sixth-grade ancient runes class, William's former "classmates" were whispering among themselves.

"How awesome would that be? If only I could—" Brad snapped his fingers to disappear.

"My cousin deliberately showed off in front of me. Once, I was lying in bed, reading Playboy."

I had tissues ready to wipe my tears when he burst in.

From that moment on, Brad never lasted more than three seconds...

This is a truly sad story.

McClargan excitedly told everyone that he had used Phantom Transformation.

But when others questioned him, he admitted that he had only been led around by others and had appeared in person as a follower.

Feeling humiliated, McClargan's face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead, as he argued:

"Followers count as manifestation... manifestation!... How can a wizard's affairs not count?"

Then came a string of incomprehensible phrases, such as "I've been through countless battles" and "You're too naive," which made everyone burst into laughter.

The classroom was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Professor Stark, would you like to take the Apparition certification exam with us?" Marietta asked, raising her hand.

All the students looked at William on the podium.

Everyone knows he can apparite, but he hasn't passed the certification exam because he's too old.

"Yes," William nodded and said, "I will take the exam with you."

Although I often use Phantom Mode, driving without a license is unacceptable, right?

Professor Umbridge?

In the corner, Umbridge, who was auditing William's class, looked stiff.

William told her that he had apparitioned without a license, but Umbridge didn't dare to get angry.

She could only manage a cloying, fake smile:

"Yeah yeah……"

On one side is Fudge, urging her to fire Stark quickly; on the other side is Stark's threatening gaze...