"What the hell are you doing?!"
Harry and the Weasley brothers, exhausted after running around the Quidditch field, were called into Professor McGonagall's office for a lecture. It was obvious that what had just happened had made Professor McGonagall very angry.
"We're not messing with you professor."
It took George a while to calm his breathing, thanks to a vitality tonic.
"You're not playing tricks?" Professor McGonagall was so angry that she was shaking all over. She slapped her hand on the table, making a loud noise. "You almost caused a big chaos."
"That wasn't us," Fred corrected, taking a deep breath.
"Professor, maybe you need a tranquilizer." Harry took out a bottle of medicine from the pocket of his robe, poured himself a pill, and then asked the two people around him: "Do you want one?"
"no thanks."
“I think we’re pretty calm.”
"I think you'd better take one," Harry suggested.
"What?" Professor McGonagall was a little stunned.
"Tranquilizer!" Fred took the bottle and poured a pill for himself and George.
"What are you doing?" Professor McGonagall looked at the calm people and became even more annoyed.
"Take the sedative, professor. We have been restrained the whole time, so it's not up to us to do anything. You have to ask Slytherin what he wants to do." Fred handed the bottle back to Harry.
"Malfoy was the first to provoke and insult our parents." George shrugged and said, "You can't expect us to be indifferent to this."
"Provocation?" Professor McGonagall roared, "But you didn't let Madam Hooch deal with it."
"They even made up insulting songs, and Madam Hooch obviously can't solve this problem." Fred interrupted, "So please don't embarrass Madam Hooch."
"We just cursed his family back," Harry said calmly, "but we weren't angry enough to beat him up, or do anything to him."
"He cursed at us, so we cursed at him back, and I think that's fair," George said calmly. "You can't expect us not to fight back when we're cursed at."
"I thought we were very restrained. In the end, they were the first to attack, and we were even just using the Shield Charm to resist their evil curse." Harry explained the truth of the whole matter righteously.
"But Slytherin went too far and caused dissatisfaction among other Gryffindor students." Fred reminded, "Perhaps, Professor, you haven't noticed that there are many students who are dissatisfied with Slytherin recently. What happened today is just a fuse."
"Even if this hadn't happened, an unpleasant conflict would have broken out sooner or later."
"That's probably the situation. If you don't believe me, you can ask other people."
"Of course, don't worry, professor. Even if a conflict really happens, we are confident that we can knock them down and protect our own safety." Harry comforted Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall stared at the three people who were talking to each other in amazement, and was so angry that she couldn't speak.
"Professor, you have to accept the facts," George comforted.
"You can't expect us to keep our heads down and try not to get into trouble." Harry said self-deprecatingly, "Actually, I would like to, but trouble always finds us."
"For God's sake, do you realize how awful this is?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly. "You even forgot about Dolores Umbridge."
"Oh, we saw it. Toad seemed to have been hit by a Stunning Spell that flew from nowhere. He may still be lying unconscious in the school hospital." George shrugged and said, "You should also know that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor is not auspicious. It is common to encounter some troubles."
Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.
Harry tried hard not to laugh.
Who cast the Stunning Curse on Dolores Umbridge
Of course it was Lee Jordan who was hiding in the crowd who did the good thing. He took advantage of the chaos to knock that annoying guy down and avoided a lot of trouble.
"I have to remind you." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, "Dolores Umbridge is very powerful now. She has every right to put you in detention, or even..."
"Solitary confinement."
"Maybe a lifetime ban." George reminded: "Don't forget the old liar's prophecy. I mean Professor Trelawney."
"Maybe Toad will ban the entire Gryffindor team," Fred speculated.
"You..." Professor McGonagall was so angry that she couldn't speak. She couldn't understand why they could talk about these things so calmly, as if these things had nothing to do with them.
"We already knew that. Albert made a similar prediction." George consoled her. "The toad will be gone next year, so let her do whatever she wants!"
"Come on, professor, take a tranquilizer and calm down. You will find that a toad is just a toad. We just need to watch her jump around." Fred put the tranquilizer in front of Professor McGonagall and said calmly, "As for the bullshit education order, are you really willing to comply?"
"you… "
Professor McGonagall was sure that Umbridge was knocked unconscious by them. Just like the attitude of the three people now, they have completely ignored the school rules of Hogwarts and did not take Umbridge seriously at all.
"Like Albert said, if a professor doesn't get the respect of his students, he's just a professor." George said nonchalantly, "Even if he's the Deputy Minister of Magic, he's just a toad. You don't have to care about the Ministry of Magic. According to Albert's prediction, the Ministry of Magic will collapse soon. Just treat those stupid educational orders as jokes. If you really care about them, you'll lose."
All right!
She suspected that all the bad things that had happened to Umbridge since she entered school were caused by this group of guys.
"If Dumbledore cared about the students' education, he wouldn't have allowed Toad to work at Hogwarts," Fred shrugged. "Maybe he just wanted everyone to see the true face of the Ministry of Magic, just like when Lockhart was appointed Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Who knows what Professor Dumbledore thinks." Harry sneered, "There are quite a few students who are dissatisfied with this. I heard that they have written to the headmaster to complain about this."
"Then we'll be leaving first. Have a nice afternoon."
Fred smiled and waved to Professor McGonagall, opened the office door, and led the way out.
Professor McGonagall looked at the closed office door and felt a tightness in her chest. She reached out and picked up the tranquilizer that Fred had placed on the table, put it in her mouth, swallowed it, took a deep breath, and suddenly collapsed in the armchair.
Well, she could see now that neither Albert, Fred, George, nor Lee Jordan took their last year seriously at all, and that they were telling her all this just to show that they were going to cause trouble and that she should not get involved.
Today, Umbridge has become the laughing stock of Hogwarts, providing a lot of laughs from the beginning of school to now.
As the Weasley brothers said, if Dumbledore really wanted to solve the problem, this would never have happened.
He compromised.
Professor McGonagall is well aware of this, which is why Hogwarts is what it is today.
They knew it very well, so they didn't care, since the principal had already compromised anyway.
For some reason, Professor McGonagall's mood suddenly improved.
She has also been patient for a long time.
However, Professor McGonagall's good mood did not last long, as Umbridge knocked on the door of her office in the evening.
"Banned? They've already been banned."
When Umbridge smiled and proposed a ban, Professor McGonagall said calmly, "As for the ban on Mr. Malfoy and his gang, I am communicating with Professor Snape. I think they should also be banned. You know, they almost got into big trouble. They should calm down."
Seeing Umbridge looking as disgusted as if she had eaten a fly, Professor McGonagall smiled and added, "Of course, if you want to ban Quidditch games, I can totally understand."
There was an eerie silence in the office.
Umbridge's smirk froze completely.
"We can't be so cruel. It's enough to ban the Potter and Weasley brothers. Of course, I need to confiscate their brooms, and you too..."
"That's probably not possible," interrupted Professor McGonagall. "Broomsticks are private property, not contraband. They are not prisoners. Even the Ministry of Magic has no reason to embezzle students' belongings, let alone professors at Hogwarts. We don't have that kind of power. You have to understand that professors are just professors."
Without waiting for Umbridge to speak, Professor McGonagall continued, "If you have any other questions, I suggest you go to Professor Snape. After all, the whole thing was instigated by Slytherin students."
"Of course, if you have other different opinions, I suggest you announce them to the students yourself. Perhaps that will be more convincing." Professor McGonagall didn't want to get involved in Umbridge's affairs, so she gestured to her to send her away.
As for what happens in Hogwarts, she doesn't want to care about it anyway, and she has no right to care, so let her deal with it on her own!
Professor McGonagall believed that Umbridge would definitely have bad luck, and it was not difficult to see the fighting power of Fred and his group from the previous series of events.
After sending Umbridge away in a rage, Professor McGonagall suddenly felt refreshed, and her suppressed emotions were relieved.