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Chapter 817: Master Stark



Chapter 817: Master Stark

Chapter 817 Rhythm Master Stark

Umbridge's speech was interrupted by a sudden warning of a big shit egg.

It also caused her incalculable psychological and physical harm.

After all, when the big dung egg explodes, in addition to its own sound effects and unknown gas, it also has physical attacks.

Not everyone has the opportunity to experience the feeling of being covered in a face.

For a "little girl" with a little cleanliness, it is simply unbearable despair!

Umbridge soaked in his office for a whole morning, his body wrinkled, and then he left the room.

She is furious!

This is no longer an ordinary prank, but a terrorist attack. If caught, he will be expelled and sent to Azkaban!

Umbridge asked McGonagall to arrest the murderer immediately.

But Professor McGonagall said that she made a big fuss, made a big fuss out of a molehill.

He replied bluntly:

"If this is a big deal, one-third of the students in the school will have to be expelled.

Among the remaining students, half of them will be banned from taking the Ultimate Wizarding Examination, and will not be able to get a degree certificate! "

Umbridge was startled.

Are you sure that Hogwarts is a wizarding school, not a youth problem center, or a juvenile detention center?

But even if Mag doesn't help track it down, she still knows who did it!

Besides that person, who else would dare to do this? !

William originally thought that Umbridge would be absent from Defense Against the Dark Arts class today.

Unexpectedly, when she walked into the classroom, she was already sitting behind the podium.

But Umbridge's skin is wrinkled, rough, and not smooth at all, as if he has aged decades... What kind of underworld dress is this?

Her clothes had changed, too, from her leopard print outfit of the morning to a fuzzy pink cardigan with a black velvet bow on top.

William noticed that many girl students used to like to wear bows, but now none of them are gone.

It is estimated that at dinner time, there are no girls in the whole school with bows.

As expected of Umbridge, this is the real buyer's show killer, who can bring down the bowknot industry by himself.

William and Qiu randomly found a place to sit down, and Umbridge walked over immediately, aggressively:

"Stark, hand over your wand!"

"What's the reason, Professor?" William's face showed just the right amount of confusion.

"I suspect that you used magic to control the big dung egg and attacked all the professors in the morning!" Umbridge began to buckle his hat, "Hurry up and hand it over!"

William smiled, leaned lazily on the back of the table, spread his hands and said:

"No sir, I have won the 'Special Contribution to School Award' three times.

He is still a Ravenclaw prefect and a representative of British teenagers. He is excellent in character and learning, and never violates school rules.

You doubt anyone, and you shouldn't doubt me. "

The students all nodded in unison, William is indeed a model student.

In everyone's eyes, his grades are good, and he has never violated school rules.

Bad things are done by twins;

The most severely deducted points were Potter and Weasley;

It is Malfoy who bullies people everywhere because of the bad money in the family...

Among these villains, there is no such thing as Stark.

"However, since you doubt it, I must prove my innocence." William said softly, holding his wand, "Flash back the flash spell."

On the tip of his wand, spells kept appearing, but they were all ordinary magic like 'clean up'.

"Is this your wand?" Umbridge demanded.

"It's not my wand, how could it be yours?" William smiled slightly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Ollivander to verify it."

William's voice was neither soft nor heavy, and it happened that all the students could hear it.

"It is in this regard that you stumbled and were sent to Azkaban by me.

Do you think I can... repeat your mistakes in this respect? "

William winked.

The students all looked at Umbridge, who was livid.

She patted the table and said, "It must be cast without a staff, I know you..."

"Do you have evidence?" William put away his wand and said bluntly, "If not, I will sue you for defamation.

If I send you into Azkaban once, there will be a second time. "

Umbridge gritted his teeth angrily, but he had no choice but to walk to the podium.

She looked around and whispered, "Please put away your wand and take out your quill."

Umbridge took his wand and tapped hard on the blackboard, and two lines of words appeared on the blackboard immediately:

Defense Against the Dark Arts

back to basics

"Students, your teaching of this course has always been intermittent and unsystematic, isn't it?"

Professor Umbridge turned to face the whole class, crossed his hands, put them squarely on his chest, and said:

"Teachers are constantly changing and many of them are not teaching according to the Ministry of Magic approved curriculum standards.

The level of professors is not good either. Look at the bad teachers you have experienced over the years.

Death eaters, dark wizards, liars, werewolves... Although you have passed the O. W. The Ls exam is far below the level it should be. "

Everyone nodded. Umbridge was right.

"However, you will be very pleased that these problems are about to be corrected."

said Umbridge in a cloyingly sweet voice.

"This year, what we will be studying is a well-organized, theory-centred, Defense Against Magic course approved by the Ministry of Magic.

Please copy these words down. "

She tapped on the blackboard again, and the two lines of words just now disappeared, replaced by the curriculum objectives.

The students all picked up their quills and impatiently copied them.

"Very well," continued Umbridge, "I would like you to turn to page five and read 'Chapter 1, Getting Started with Fundamentals'.

When reading, don't whisper. "

Everyone looked at Umbridge in shock. Is Defense Against the Dark Arts just for reading?

This showmanship... is not as good as Lockhart, at least he will add some interesting performances to increase the entertainment of the class.

Then simply change the Defense Against the Dark Arts course to "Studying at Hogwarts".

But Umbridge's gaze began to sweep towards the students, and the sound of reading suddenly appeared in the room

She nodded with satisfaction and sat down on the chair behind the podium.

Those two toad-like eyes with drooping eyelids kept staring at us.

She was trying to find a way to trouble Stark.

Point deduction is definitely useless, he can find a class at random, and he can get it back in 10 minutes.

Closed confinement is also not feasible.

Stark himself was a master alchemist, Umbridge had heard Fudge mention, and he was a student of Nicole Flamel.

The punishment items I bought in Knockturn Alley may not work in the hands of the other party.

Wait... He cared so much about that Mudblood, Granger, that he could make trouble with her.

He can also take revenge for being beaten in Vienna.

Just as Umbridge was thinking, she suddenly realized that the sound of reading had gradually stopped.

She looked up, only to see Stark raise his hand.

Umbridge didn't respond, but he kept holding it up. All the students looked at William, and they didn't intend to continue reading.

No way, Umbridge had no choice but to ask:

"Honey, do you have any questions about the content of this chapter?"

"No, it's not about the chapter." William seemed confused, "it's about the book."

"Huh? This is a textbook approved by the Ministry of Magic. Do you have any doubts about the Ministry of Magic?" Umbridge began to buckle his hat again.

She seemed to have rehearsed a long time ago, like a cannonball, and said:

"If you have doubts about the overall goal of this course, then I can only tell you:

You are not an education specialist specially trained by the Ministry of Magic.

Our newest study program, devised by wizards much older and wiser than you.

You will learn defensive spells in a safe, risk-free manner..."

Good guy... William called him a good guy.

Before he could speak, Umbridge set the target first and started fighting himself.

What a unique skill.

But William smiled slightly:

"No, Professor, I have nothing against the Ministry of Magic.

Just in the process of reading, I found some serious mistakes.

I suspect that the author of this book is an anti-magic member, a Death Eater. "

Umbridge froze.

William held up the book and read: "On the fifth page of No.20 of the textbook, there is such a sentence:

'Once using extreme defensive magic, wizards should use magic to severely punish their own bodies.

Necessary ascetic practices are conducive to honing perseverance and eliminating distracting thoughts. '"

"Is there a problem?" Umbridge asked.

"Of course there is." William shook his head and said, "This violates the first article of Adbe Woflin's "Basic Law of Magic":

To tamper with the deepest secrets of the body at will, one must be prepared to bear the most extreme and dangerous consequences.

Penance is one that is strictly prohibited. "

"There are two pages of No.70."

William turned the pages quickly, and all the students got excited and turned the pages.

"It actually says, 'Muggles are both coveted and terrified of magic, and they can become wizards just by learning to spell and wield a wand."

William said angrily:

"In 1672, a magical treatise published by Mysteries stated:

Wizards are born, not made.

This paper has also been endorsed by the International Federation of Wizards. "

He suddenly slammed the table hard.

"And the author of this book actually said such things in the book?"

William stared at Umbridge and asked:

"Is Wilbert Slinka challenging the International Confederation of Wizards?

Or are you trying to provoke the relationship between wizards and Muggles?

What is his purpose in writing such words?

Who ordered him, what was his motive, and has he obtained permission from the relevant department?

Who is behind him, what does he want to write about, what does he want to subvert, what does he want to destroy? ! "

William was the real contingent, and he made Umbridge stupid.

She froze in place, her whole mind was in a daze.

Putting hats on, putting words on words... who can't.

Umbridge playing with him?

William has been through a lot of battles!

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(End of this chapter)


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