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Such an action, if performed by an ordinary female teacher, might evoke sympathy.
Placing that figure on a voluptuous female teacher in black stockings and a bodycon skirt might stir up some excitement.
However, when this action is performed by Umbridge, it evokes a strange sense of disgust and revulsion.
Her crying did not elicit any sympathy from anyone; instead, it made everyone despise her even more.
"That's...that's all for this lesson!" Umbridge said, her voice trembling with tears. "get out of class dismissed!"
After saying that, she hurriedly left the classroom, leaving behind a mess and a group of dumbfounded students. Ginny watched Umbridge's retreating figure and couldn't help but purse her lips.
She had initially thought the employees of the Ministry of Magic were incredibly impressive, but they broke down so quickly.
While others would make excuses to escape or faint, Umbridge simply ran away crying.
What an eye-opener.
In that instant, the air in the classroom seemed to ignite, and the entire class erupted in wild cheers. They waved their wands, clapping enthusiastically for Ginny, celebrating her victory.
By the time of the banquet, the news had spread like wildfire throughout Hogwarts.
The students gathered around the long dining table, excitedly discussing Ginny's feat.
Umbridge drove away the werewolf professor Lupin, an action that pleased some of the young wizards, but it didn't mean she was welcomed by everyone.
Especially after those students who had taken Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class spread rumors about her strict and rigid teaching methods, the young wizards' affection for her plummeted.
Some young wizards are already regretting their decision to drive Professor Lupin away.
They fondly remember Professor Lupin's lively and engaging classes, his earnest teachings, and his profound insights and unique analyses of Black Magic, which always greatly benefited them.
And now, how can a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which can't even use magic, be called a Defense Against the Dark Arts class?
Harry clenched his fist and joined in the celebration. For the first time, he realized that the seemingly fragile little girl Ginny also possessed such courage.
At this moment, a raging fire ignited in his heart, and he prepared to confront Umbridge head-on in Defense Against the Dark Arts class to vent his anger at Umbridge for driving away Professor Lupin.
Harry had even come up with a plan: he would mention that name—Voldemort—and tell everyone what had happened on that terrifying night.
He was no longer afraid of Umbridge's authority and power; he was determined to stand up against injustice and oppression!
Harry looked around and saw Ginny. The girl was excitedly talking to Levin at the Ravenclaw table, which made him feel a little bittersweet.
But that's not the point. Ginny bravely confronted Umbridge today without being punished, which gave Harry courage. He believed he could do it too.
Not only the young wizards, but even the professors were overjoyed.
Especially when he discovered that Umbridge was not present at the dinner party, Professor Flitwick's appetite improved considerably, he was no longer depressed, and he even ate two extra bowls of rice.
Professor McGonagall also gave Ginny extra points, which was unusual for her, to recognize her courage and to encourage her to keep up the good work.
As for Minister Fouché... he is indeed facing an impeachment crisis.
However, it wasn't from Dumbledore, nor was it as frightening as an impeachment by the entire International Federation of Wizards.
Gershilda Marchiban and Ogden, two Wissengamo elders, actually resigned in exchange for impeaching Minister Fudge.
Of course, it's not so easy to bring Fudge down in this way, after all, even Trump was able to survive until the second impeachment.
But Minister Fouché has clearly felt unprecedented pressure.
Afterwards, Minister Fouché gave an interview to the Austrian-French Joint Television Network.
His voice was filled with anger and resentment: "This is absurd, utterly absurd! Their impeachment is causing immense anger, and what they are doing is absolutely terrible. If Marchband and Ogden continue down this path of impeachment, I believe it will pose a huge danger to our country and have extremely dire consequences."
Levin was having dinner with Cho Chang, Ginny, and Luna. The table was laden with various delicious dishes, and their conversation was drowned out by the lively hall.
A young girl, head bowed, hurried toward them. Her steps trembled slightly, and she clutched a piece of parchment tightly in her hands.
“Mr. Green…Professor Umbridge asked me…I’m giving this…to you.” The girl’s voice was barely audible amidst the surrounding noise.
Levin smiled and gently accepted the parchment. "Thank you."
The girl's cheeks flushed slightly. She nodded hastily, then turned and left.
"Looks like our boyfriends are still as popular as ever," Luna teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Shouldn't the focus be on Umbridge inviting Levin for tea?" Ginny glared at Luna and said irritably.
“I have a feeling Umbridge has ulterior motives.” Cho Chang frowned, looking at Levin with concern. “What do you think she’s planning to do?”
"Could it be because of me?" Ginny glanced at Levin somewhat apologetically. "Was I too willful today, causing you trouble, Levin?"
"Does it matter?" Levin gently took Ginny's hand, smiling reassuringly. "Don't worry, Ginny. Umbridge is just a guy who uses her position to get ahead. She can't do anything to us..."
"A pink toad!" The four looked at each other and laughed, saying in unison.
This is their shared nickname for Umbridge.
At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, Levin knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. Umbridge's sharp yet delicate voice came from inside: "Come in, Mr. Grin."
Levin pushed open the door and entered the office, where he saw Umbridge sitting behind her desk, looking at him with an enthusiastic expression. However, Levin could sense the coldness in the other man's heart.
“Please have a seat, Mr. Green.” Umbridge gestured to the chair opposite him, indicating that Levin should sit down.
Levin glanced at the Defense Against the Dark Arts office and then sat down opposite Umbridge.
Umbridge asked in a high-pitched, soft voice, "What would you like to drink? Black tea, milk, pumpkin juice, or butterbeer?"
"I prefer milk tea."
Levin smiled slightly, drew his wand, and waved it lightly. Instantly, a steaming cup of milk tea appeared out of thin air in his hand. He picked up the cup, took a small sip, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face, completely unconcerned about the other person's unpleasant look.
At this moment, Umbridge's smile became somewhat stiff.
She had originally intended to get closer to Levin by asking about his preferences, but she never expected him to be so disrespectful.
"Alright, Professor, what brings you here?" Levin put down his teacup and asked Umbridge.
Umbridge took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.
“I think we’ve reached an agreement, haven’t we?” she said, looking into Levin’s eyes. “There’s no need for us to have a conflict.”
Umbridge stared at the man who maintained an elegant demeanor throughout. Even though she desperately wanted to smash his face, she held back, not even daring to think about it. Instead, she kept repeating her praise for Levin in her mind, trying to replace the Occlumency technique with this method.
However, Levin merely glanced at her indifferently: "I'm sorry, Professor, I may not quite understand what you mean."
After saying that, he elegantly picked up the milk tea beside him, took another sip, and wore a confused expression on his face, as if he really knew nothing.
"A question from Defense Against the Dark Arts class."
Umbridge knew Levin was feigning ignorance, so she took a deep breath, trying to maintain her fake smile and the praise in her mind: "I thought I had done as you asked. I used my vice-principal's privilege to allow you to skip any classes, and I didn't make things difficult for the young wizards in the Erudite Society, even though there were quite a few of them. But now it seems that some things are out of my control."
Levin gently put down his milk tea, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then looked at Umbridge, saying, "That has nothing to do with me."
"Do you really think so?" Umbridge's voice suddenly turned sharp; she couldn't believe Levin would say such a thing.
She had clearly seen the girl and Levin standing together several times, the girl so intimately close it looked like she was trying to snuggle into Levin's arms. But now, Levin was claiming he had nothing to do with that girl?
"I thought you and that girl had a special relationship."
Levin sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "In this regard, Minister Fudge shares the same dilemma."
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Chapter 529 Harry Follows His Example
"Trouble? And Minister Fudge?" Umbridge was puzzled. "What does this have to do with Minister Fudge? I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Green."
“We all have some subordinates we can’t control, don’t we?” Levin glanced at Umbridge indifferently, and said meaningfully, “After all, I’m just an ordinary wizard, and I can’t control the thoughts of every one of my subordinates. And they are all young people, and it’s normal for young people to be a little rebellious.”
Who are you calling an old woman?
Upon hearing this, Umbridge felt a surge of anger.
How could she not understand that when Levin said Fudge couldn't control her subordinates, he was referring to her sending Dementors against Harry; she was the one who couldn't control her subordinates.
As for young people... it's normal for young people to be rebellious. On the other hand, the old lady doesn't have that kind of power—isn't that an insinuation that she's old and decrepit?
I'm so angry, this young man... I really want to punch him.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her anger. She felt like a toad about to croak, puffed up with rage at Levin's words, but ultimately had to deflate.
However, Umbridge knew that he was no match for Levin and dared not easily turn against him.
After a long silence, she finally said ingratiatingly, "Mr. Green, I'm very sorry. If Miss Weasley continues like this, I may find it difficult to maintain our agreement. Minister Fudge will also not agree to this unequal cooperation. Please make sure you keep her in check."
Considering Levin's intimidating presence, she decided to let this go this time.
He shook his head and said, "No, Professor Umbridge, you misunderstand. If someone attacks you, of course you can retaliate according to the rules. It's a matter of course, why would I interfere?"
With that, Levin stood up and slowly walked toward Umbridge.
He stopped very close to her, leaned forward, put his head close to her ear, and whispered:
“But Professor Umbridge, you can only retaliate according to the rules. If I find out that you are not following the rules, that’s a different story.”
Upon hearing this, Umbridge felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet.
She is only 8
He nodded and repeatedly agreed.
Levin was about to leave when he suddenly stopped, turned back to Umbridge, and said:
"By the way, here's a friendly piece of advice: beware of curses."
Umbridge frowned and asked疑惑地问道, "A curse?"
Levin nodded.
"As one of the most dangerous dark wizards in the world, the curse left behind by the mysterious man is undoubtedly extremely dangerous." Speaking of this, his eyes became profound. "Underestimating it will definitely lead to terrible misfortune."
He paused, then added meaningfully, "This is the result of countless professors' personal experience."
Seeing Umbridge's still confused expression, Levin decided to give her an example: "You think that Professor Lupin being stripped of his werewolf status and having your professorship revoked was a good thing for you? That's because he was cursed by the Mystic. He had already served as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a semester, then resigned voluntarily and had a peaceful end. But he was greedy and, after teaching one or two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes at the end of last semester, he tried to teach another class this semester, which is why he suffered such a misfortune."
Umbridge's face darkened, and she hurriedly denied it: "No, Lupin wasn't cursed! I was the one who turned him into a werewolf!"
Upon hearing the mention of a curse, he panicked and tried to deny its existence, even inadvertently revealing his own secret in the process.
"I secretly switched his wolfsbane potion, causing him to go mad on the night of the full moon, and then I personally led the men to capture him! It was me, I did it all!"
However, she did not notice that Levin had secretly summoned the Arcane Eye and recorded the scene.