Professor Umbridge's subsequent smiles in the Transfiguration class became obviously more cautious.
At least when Professor McGonagall was walking around the classroom, she restrained her impulse and did not follow the professor behind her and ask questions like she did in other classes - if she really did that, Professor McGonagall would most likely
Will "educate" her in front of the whole class for the second round.
Although Professor McGonagall had just joined Hogwarts when Umbridge was studying, he was her teacher for a short time.
If Professor McGonagall is willing, she can even start with a sentence like "Ms. Dolores, I reminded you when you were at school..." Since Hogwarts has rehired a lot of professors this semester
Since then, the qualifications of the faculty and staff have skyrocketed, not to mention the likes of Newt Scamander, who is nearly a hundred years old, and even living fossils of the wizarding world such as "Paracelsus" and Nico Flamel.
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In comparison, Minerva McGonagall is already a relatively easy to target and valuable "young" professor.
In Umbridge's background check list, in addition to Severus Snape, who has a criminal record, there are also three positions: Vice President of Hogwarts, Dean of Gryffindor College, and Professor of Transfiguration.
Professor McGonagall is undoubtedly the most valuable prey, but of course the difficulty is also quite high.
Therefore, for the rest of the Transfiguration class, Umbridge sat in the corner with a sullen face, writing down notes on the clipboard.
When Professor McGonagall finally asked the class to pack their things and get out of class, she stood up again, but her face was still scary.
"Hey, this is where it starts."
As Elena said this, she casually grabbed Neville's goblet with a rat tail and threw it into the transformation recycling box.
The students filed out of the classroom, and Elena looked forward to seeing Professor Umbridge walking towards the podium.
She poked Hermione, and the two of them deliberately delayed for a while while cleaning up the classroom and arranging textbooks, and "honestly" hid by the desk to eavesdrop.
"So...how long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" Professor Umbridge asked.
"By the end of this month, it should be exactly thirty-six years and one month."
Professor McGonagall replied stiffly and closed her bag with a snap.
Professor Umbridge scribbled a few notes.
"Very good," Umbridge looked at her notebook and tapped her quill on it.
"As far as I know, after graduating from Hogwarts, you first worked in the Ministry of Magic. However, after working for a period of time, Dumbledore hired you from the Ministry of Magic to teach at Hogwarts - as his replacement.
Teacher selection, is that right? Professor McGonagall."
"I don't know where you got this information from, but this description is obviously somewhat distorted -"
Professor McGonagall frowned, glanced sternly at the two little witches who were still grinding not far away, and said coldly.
"After two years at the Ministry of Magic, I got a big promotion opportunity, but I turned it down. I wanted to change to a more comfortable and relaxed working environment, so I took the initiative to send a letter to Hogwart
I asked if I could be considered as a teacher, and within a few hours I received a reply. Professor Dumbledore told me that Hogwarts would be happy to offer me a job in the Transfiguration department."
"Oh, that may be because the records in the Ministry of Magic's files are a little vague."
Umbridge started writing in her notebook, her toad-like swollen eyes flashing with malice.
"How can I put it, this is so strange. Dear Professor McGonagall, I don't understand why the Ministry of Magic makes you uncomfortable? After all, it is not a logical choice, is it? Leave when your career is booming, maybe
...What promise did Professor Dumbledore make to you?"
Umbridge paused for a few seconds and narrowed her eyes, "For example, the next designated headmaster? Sorry, I just said it casually."
"Because of some... personal issues of mine, it has nothing to do with Professor Dumbledore, and I don't make any promises."
"Oh? What kind of personal problem?" Umbridge pressed.
Professor McGonagall looked very annoyed. She placed her handbag heavily on the desk, and her eyebrows were almost twisted together.
"Professor Umbridge, I don't think these contents have anything to do with background checks... The rights granted to you by the Ministry of Magic are for campus security review, not for borderless questioning of other people's privacy - I really don't think so.
I don’t think this has anything to do with whether I can be a teacher..."
"Tsk tsk tsk... It's a pity, in my opinion, the two are indeed related -"
The evil luster in Umbridge's swollen eyes became brighter and brighter, and she grinned maliciously.
"Let me guess - is it an emotional problem? Mr. Elphistone Urquiart launched a fierce pursuit of you during your tenure, right? He happened to be your direct boss at the time, but
You were dating a Muggle named 'Doug' at the time... Oh, maybe there are some issues related to your family of origin. I happened to find a file about Ms. Isabel——"
"That's enough! Professor Umbridge. I hope you will pay attention to your words and deeds——"
Professor McGonagall had a frosty face, and her voice was filled with an almost uncontrollable anger.
The eldest child of a Scottish Presbyterian minister and a witch, Minerva McGonagall was the eldest child.
When she was growing up, wizards were not allowed to marry Muggles.
The constraints of the "International Confederation of Wizards' Statute of Secrecy" prevented her mother Isabel from revealing even half of her identity, otherwise their family would be severely punished by the Ministry of Magic. She even locked her wand in the attic, completely
Gave up life in the magical world.
However, with the birth of Minerva McGonagall, her outstanding magical talent broke Isabel's seclusion plan.
Shortly after her birth, Minerva McGonagall began to show small but obvious signs of magic:
Toys placed on high shelves appear mysteriously in the baby's cradle, she can command the family cat before she can speak, and her father's bagpipe sometimes blows by itself in an unoccupied room, which often causes trouble.
Little Minerva giggled.
Isabelle was both proud and horrified at the signs of magic shown by Minerva.
She knew that she would have to confess everything to Robert before he became alarmed. Finally, under Robert McGonagall's patient questioning, Isabel burst into tears, then pulled out her wand from the locked box under the bed and showed him who she really was.
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Although Minerva was too young to remember the entire process of that night very clearly, the aftermath of the incident has always affected her, making her painfully understand how difficult it is for a wizard to marry a Muggle and live together.
Complex. Although Robert McGonagall's love for his wife has not diminished one bit, he was greatly shocked, not only because she was a witch, but also because she had hidden it from him for so long.
In addition, he is a straightforward person and is proud of it.
But when his wife told him the truth, Robert McGonagall went against his nature and lived a secretive life.
Minerva had a very close relationship with her father, and she was more like him in personality. She witnessed the pain her father endured due to the uniqueness of their family. She also felt that her mother struggled to adapt to a village full of Muggles.
Feeling physically and mentally exhausted from living a life.
However, in Minerva McGonagall's first year after graduating from Hogwarts.
When she got a job at the Ministry of Magic, Minerva, who had just turned 18, made the same mistake as her mother.
She fell completely in love with a Muggle boy.
This was the first and only time Minerva McGonagall lost her mind. Doug McGonagall was a handsome, intelligent, and interesting son of a local farmer. Although not as beautiful as Isabelle, Minerva was both smart and smart.
And wisdom. Two
People share a common sense of humor, often argue passionately about issues, and explore each other's mysteries.
Before the two of them realized what was going on, Doug knelt on one knee on the newly plowed ground and proposed, and Minerva agreed.
When she got home, she was about to tell her parents, but found she couldn't.
Minerva stayed up that night, thinking about her future.
Doug didn't know much about her identity than her father knew about Isabella before they got married. Minerva had witnessed her parents' miserable marriage life up close and would become her if she married Doug.
married life. All her ambitions will come to an end.
And that would mean locking up the wands and teaching children to lie, even to their fathers.
She would not fool herself into thinking that Doug McGregor would accompany her to London. He was looking forward to inheriting his father's farm.
The next morning, Minerva slipped out of the house and told Doug that she had changed her mind and that she would not marry him.
She couldn't even give Doug a reason for the breakup - if she violated the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, according to the legal provisions at the time, not only would she lose her job at the Ministry of Magic, but the Department of Magical Law Enforcement would even eliminate Doug McGregor's relationship with him.
All her memories, as a new employee who had just joined the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Minerva McGonagall knew very well how the department did things, and the only thing she could do was to completely cut off the past.
As a former elite employee of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Minerva McGonagall has always strictly abided by every government law.
Of course, just as she took the initiative to report her Animagus form to the Ministry of Magic, she also compiled a copy of her experience with Doug McGregor in accordance with the regulations, proving that she was in contact with Muggles.
, there are no words or deeds that violate the "Confidentiality Act".
According to the Ministry of Magic's current document confidentiality rules, no one can access the file unless she faces a trial.
It’s obvious…
The Ministry of Magic does not follow this rule.
Professor McGonagall looked at the triumphant witch angrily and tried her best to control her emotions.
Or, to be more precise, some people are using their power to trample on the laws of the magical world.
"Oh, I'm very sorry - I'm just concerned about my past colleagues -"
Umbridge's toad-like mouth smiled even wider, and her eyes casually glanced outside the door.
Except for the two little guys in the classroom, Professor McGonagall's low roar just now obviously attracted some of the passing little wizards.
"But I think - mainly to correct some bad remarks - whether it is in the Ministry of Magic or Hogwarts, there seem to be rumors slandering that your position and authority are partly due to unfair transactions, especially
It was after you married Mr. Uquiart..."
"Of course, I personally don't believe such rumors."
Umbridge said coquettishly, her hand was placed in her handbag, as if she was holding something.
"After all, less than three years after you married Mr. Uquiart, Mr. Uquiart died accidentally due to a poisonous tentacle bite - even though he lived in Hogsmeade, he still couldn't survive.
Go to Professor Dumbledore and others for treatment. Perhaps these experiences are a bit painful, but I feel that as the vice-principal of Hogwarts, elaborating and introducing these past events in detail can be extremely powerful in shattering those rumors——"
Professor McGonagall's whole body began to tremble, and she looked like a volcano about to explode, staring at Umbridge with somewhat red eyes.
"So, what other things do you think I should add?"
"Of course it's your past two relationships, and the first scene when Mr. Uquiart passed away——"
Umbridge said lightly, silently clenching the wand in her right hand hidden in her handbag, she was about to succeed.
Sure enough, Professor McGonagall whipped out her wand and roared angrily.
"Don't go too far! Dolores Umri—"
"Armor protects..."
"Powerful blast!"
boom!
A red beam of light passed through the Transfiguration classroom.
The curse hit Umbridge's feet, overturning the stone slab and making a huge roar.
Then there were several more beams of light, and the classroom was completely submerged in smoke and dust. Except for Umbridge's frightened roar and the endless roar, the little wizards who were secretly eating melon outside the classroom couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.
what happened.
A few seconds later, in a cloud of dust.
The voice belonging to "Professor McGonagall" suddenly sounded clearly.
"Whirlwind sweeps away!"
"Stop! What are you doing?! Miss Kaslana?!"
"Brazenly attacking a regular professor? Are you planning to be expelled from Hogwarts?!"
As the curse swept away, the dust settled.
The pink jacket on Dolores Umbridge's back was scorched, and she was huddled against the classroom wall in a state of disgrace.
Elena was seen holding her wand straight, pointing it at Umbridge, who was curled up in the corner of the classroom. The front end of the wand was flashing with red light, and she seemed to be planning to launch another spell attack. At the edge of the podium, Professor McGonagall
The wand just happened to be raised high.
The vice-principal of Hogwarts had a mixture of shock and anger on his face, pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the little witch who was accumulating power in disbelief.
"Expelliarmus!"
There was another very clear mantra.
Elena's hand instantly fell out of her hand, threw it high, and landed at the other end of the classroom.
During the whole process, Hermione, who was sitting next to Elena, seemed to be petrified, motionless, and looked like a sculpture that had been cursed with petrification.
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No! The more I wrote, the more angry I became, and I tore up the manuscript!
I wish I could blow the toad into pieces with a magic wand.