"You mean, are there any problems with the course goals set by the Ministry of Magic?" Umbridge said, revealing his small and pointed teeth. "I'm afraid this is not something you should question."

"Of course, I know you, Harry Potter, a boy who survived the disaster, but if you think you can question the Ministry of Magic's resolutions casually, you're very wrong." Umbridge said with a chuckle.

"What does this have to do with whether I have a name or not!" Harry said angrily, "Can't students point out some omissions in the Ministry of Magic? The overall goal of the black magic defense technique should of course be to practice defensive spells, right?"

"It's a pity. It seems that the professors at Hogwarts didn't even teach you classroom etiquette well before, Mr. Porter." Umbridge no longer spoke in that sweet tone. "As for the defense of black magic, hehe, Porter, do you think you are better than the education experts specially trained by the Department of Magic?"

"No, but so what?"

"Mr. Porter, you'd better change your provocative tone. I understand the idea of ​​a young man with a little fame like you, but this is not the reason for you to provoke the professor and the authority of the Ministry of Magic."

Umbridge pointed to the blackboard with his magic wand, and the word authority appeared on the blackboard.

"Potter, I don't think you are qualified to judge what the 'overall goal' of any course is. Our latest study plan is designed and formulated by wizards who are much older and smarter than you. You will learn defensive spells in a safe, risk-free way-"

"What's the use?" Harry asked loudly, "If we were attacked, it would certainly not be a kind of—"

"Please raise your hand and answer, Potter, if I don't remind you, are you going to continue to break the law in class discipline like this?"

Harry quickly raised his hand high, but Umbridge immediately turned his face to look elsewhere, but now another Gryffindor raised his hand.

"What's your name?" Professor Umbridge asked Dean.

"Dean Thomas."

"Tell me, Mr. Thomas."

"Well, like Harry said, isn't it?" Dean said, "If we were attacked, there was no risk."

"I'll say it again," said Professor Umbridge, smiling at Dean in a particularly irritating way, "Do you think you'll be attacked in my class?"

"No. But—"

Professor Umbridge's voice overwhelmed Dean's voice. "I don't want to criticize some of the school's ways of running the school," she said, with a false smile on her face, making her broad mouth wider.

"But in the past few years you have come into contact with a few very irresponsible wizards. It's really irresponsible-not to mention," she let out a harsh laugh, "and the particularly dangerous half-human and half-beast."

"If you mean Professor Lupin," Dean said angrily, "He is the best teacher we have met-"

"Raise your hand, Mr. Thomas! As I said just now - the magic they introduced to you is very complicated, not suitable for your age, and has great potential harm. You were scared and thought you would be attacked by black magic every few days-"

"No, we don't," Ron said, "we just-"

"You didn't raise your hand! I noticed that you are even a senior, and this is not what you should do! Your name!"

"Ron Weasley." Ron raised his hand and Professor Umbridge turned his face.

"I think. My ex has not only imposed illegal spells in front of you, but also those spells in you."

"But later I found out that he was a fake guy, right?" Dean said angrily. "To be honest, we still learned a lot."

"You didn't raise your hand, Mr. Thomas!" Professor Umbridge said in a trembling voice. "Okay, the Ministry of Magic believes that theoretical knowledge can help you pass the exam more effectively. After all, it is the purpose of the school to get students to pass the exam."

"What's your name?" Umbridge asked, glaring at Ravend, who had just raised his hand.

"Ravender Brown, is there no practical content in our Black Magic Defense Test? Should we show that we do indeed cast cracked curses and other magic?"

"As long as you learn the theory very well, there is no reason not to cast a spell under strictly controlled examination conditions." Professor Umbridge said contemptuously.

"Don't you need to practice beforehand?" Ravender asked in disbelief. "Are you telling us that the first time we cast those spells was during the exam?"

"I'll say it again, as long as you learn the theory very well-"

"What is the use of theory in the real world?" Harry asked loudly with his fist raised high.

Professor Umbridge raised his eyes.

"This is the school, Mr. Porter, not the real world," she said softly.

"So don't we need to be prepared to welcome everything waiting outside?"

"Nothing is waiting outside, Mr. Porter."

"Oh, is that?" Harry said. His anger was churning in his heart. At this time, it was approaching the point of explosion. He seemed to hear a giant python roaring angry again.

"Who do you imagine will attack a child like you?" Professor Umbridge asked in a terrible intimate voice.

"Well, let me think about it." Ha said in a pretend tone, "maybe Mr. Voldemort, who kidnapped me last year, would be happy to do this."

Ron gasped, Ravend Brown let out a low scream, Neville tilted and fell off the bench, but Professor Umbridge did not look scared. She just stared at Harry, with a vicious and satisfied expression on her face.

"Gryffindor deducts tens, Mr. Porter."

There was silence and silence in the classroom. Everyone was either staring at Umbridge or Harry.

"Okay, let me figure out a few things."

Professor Umbridge stood up and leaned forward, pressing his short and thick palms on the podium.

"Someone told you that a dark wizard has come back from the dead-"

"He's not dead," Harry said angrily, "but yes, he's back!"

"Mr. Potter, you have already let your academy lose ten. Don't make things worse," Professor Birdmridge said this in one breath, without looking at Harry. "As I said just now, someone told you that a dark wizard has come back from the dead, but so what? This is something that the Auror office should consider, not something that a child who fails the o.w.l.s exam should be concerned."

"We are in danger now, and we should master the means to protect ourselves."

"Insulated, Mr. Porter!" Professor Umbridge said proudly, "Tomorrow at five o'clock, in my office. I will say it again, even if you practice various defenses, you will not be able to fight against the dark wizards, and the Ministry of Magic will guarantee that you will not encounter dangers from any dark wizards. If you are still in doubt, please be sure to find me later in the class. I am your friend. Okay, please continue to read on page 5, 'Basic Principles'."

Professor Umbridge sat down behind her podium. Harry was still standing.

Harry turned to look at Silver, "Are you not going to say anything? Silver! You were there at that time."

Silver blinked, and all the eyes in the classroom were staring at him, "Well, in fact, I think what Professor Umbridge said makes sense. The theoretical basis is very important. We are wizards, not savages who only know how to use magic."

"It's very good." Umbridge clapped, and she returned to her sweet voice, "Your name, this classmate."

"Jack Silver, from Ravenclaw College."
Chapter completed!