Maka spent the last few hours of the night at the old Blake mansion.
In order to organize the information he got and convey it to the extremely worried members of the Order of the Phoenix, he spent so much time that he just took a nap in the reception room.
But even so, he still had to rush to Hogwarts early in the morning, because the magic text class had been missed for several days.
The next morning, when there was just a glimmer of light in the sky, Maka had already arrived at Hogwarts Castle.
"How's it going at school?"
Sitting in Snape's office, Maka asked casually while yawning.
"You want to ask that woman Umbridge, right?" Snape grimaced and threw the book in his hand on the table. "She got some sort of 'Senior Investigator' position from the Ministry of Magic. It's okay. Just wandering around in other professors' classes is so annoying!"
"What has she been investigating?" Maka asked with great interest.
"See for yourself!"
Snape picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet from the newspaper rack behind him and tossed it to Maka's hand impatiently. Maka took it without turning the page, and soon saw the picture of Umbridge on the first page.
"The Ministry of Magic looks to reform education and appoints Dolores Umbridge as the first 'High Inquisitor'."
After roughly reading the title, Maka roughly scanned the content. It was found that the targets were mainly focused on several problematic professors at Hogwarts.
For example, Quirrell was possessed by "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named", Moody disappeared inexplicably, Hagrid was actually a giant hybrid, and so on.
By the way, Maka, an "excellent teacher," abruptly asked for leave, was also cited as one of the reasons.
So Umbridge's position as "Senior Investigator" settled in Hogwarts.
In name, she was supervising the teaching situation at Hogwarts on behalf of the parents, the school board, and the Ministry of Magic, and conducting a complete and systematic investigation of the current professors.
But apart from that, the deep meaning of this position is also clear to anyone with a discerning eye.
"You'd better pay attention. If you ask me to take a look, she will definitely have to 'pay special attention' to your ancient runes class." Snape curled his lips and warned.
After Maka heard this, she shrugged indifferently.
"Of course she will take good care of me. Who wants me to get in her way?" Maka said, "But before that, she should pray that she can understand my class first!"
It is indeed true that the ancient magic text class has always been a relatively unpopular elective course. The content about ancient magic texts is not only complex, but also mostly very professional.
For those non-professional wizards, it would be strange not to be completely confused if they just pick a class to sit in on.
"Yes." Snape nodded and said with a sneer, "I remember that the woman's grades when she graduated were not very good. I hope she took the magic class!"
"So what?" Maka asked curiously.
"It's more interesting to be half-understood, isn't it?" Snape still sneered, with an expression of watching a good show on his face.
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At the same time, the Gryffindor common room.
The rising sun has already jumped out of the mountains in the east, exuding a dazzling light, illuminating the entire lounge.
The slightly old sofa chairs are bathed in sunlight, exuding a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
The little wizard who got up early had already gone to the auditorium to have his meal, but the one who was used to waking up at the right time was probably still struggling in bed, trying to free himself from the temptation of sleep.
There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs leading to the boys' dormitory, and after a while, Harry and Ron were seen arriving in the lounge one after another.
"It's really terrible! It's that old woman who always finds fault with other professors when nothing happens, which makes the professors feel bad..." Ron complained, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Yeah! I always feel like I can't finish my homework these days!" Harry also sighed.
"Tell me, how long do we have to endure until we can be liberated?"
"Who knows? At least until Maka comes back...that's what Hermione said anyway."
After that, the two looked at each other, and then threw their bodies heavily onto the sofa chair at the same time, causing the sofa chair under their buttocks to creak.
During these few days, they followed Hermione's advice and kept a low profile. No matter how mean Umbridge is, they stick to their duties and suppress their annoyance.
If occasionally Umbridge goes too far, Hermione will stand up and disgust her with a soft knife.
In this way, Umbridge was really angry and had nowhere to vent her anger, but the little lions were also feeling uncomfortable. This can only be regarded as a combat method that injures the enemy a thousand times and damages oneself eight hundred.
It is indeed a bit difficult to ask these little lions who are used to moving forward to endure.
Just as Harry and Ron were slumping feebly on their chairs, mourning for their lives, a person suddenly ran in from outside the common room.
"Oh! Why are you two sitting there in a daze? Let me tell you some good news, Maka is back!"
The person coming was Hermione. She was standing at the doorway, her face glowing with excitement.
"Ah? What?" "Did you see him?"
Harry and Ron suddenly jumped up from the sofa chair and asked with gleaming eyes.
"Ah, no, I haven't seen him yet -" Hermione shook her head, but said with certainty, "But he must have come back! I just saw Filch put a notice on the bulletin board, today There is no more self-study in the ancient magic text class!"
"That's great, although I didn't take the magic class as an elective..." Harry said, then hesitated, "But... is there a need to post a notice?"
"This shows that the school attaches great importance to Maka!" Hermione said matter-of-factly, "Notices will be posted for important events!"
"You're right, Hermione," Ron nodded, "Have you had breakfast? If not, let's go together, Maka might be there too!"
The three of them said a few words and then ran to the auditorium happily together. To be honest, although Maka had only been away for a few days, they were already suffering enough to wait.
Under Umbridge's troubles, they have been looking forward to Maka's early return recently.
But as soon as she entered the corridor next to the side door of the auditorium, Hermione's steps slowed down a bit. Because the first thing she saw was not Maka, whom she had been thinking about, but Luna, who was standing at the door of the side corridor and looking quietly.
"ah!"
Harry and Ron also saw it, especially Ron. After looking back at Hermione, he also hesitated and stopped moving forward.
Although he was no longer obsessed with Hermione, he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Hermione stop moving forward.
Ron chose to give up, which was because he saw himself clearly and took the initiative to tear apart his obsession; while Hermione chose to persevere, even though she knew there was little hope, she still encouraged herself to stride forward.
Ron sincerely admired Hermione's courage, which was a kind of courage that he might not be able to match in his life. It is precisely because he has not grasped it that he is more envious and yearning for it.
At the same time, I also hope that Hermione will not be let down by her efforts.
As for Harry, he has always been late-minded in terms of emotions, and it seems that he has never understood the inner struggles of these two close friends.
Slowly taking a few steps forward, Hermione stood in front of Luna and blinked lightly.
"Good morning, Hermione." Luna took the initiative and said hello in a daze.
Hermione was startled, then nodded slightly.
"Good morning." She said, "Are you... waiting for Maka?"
"Huh?" Luna tilted her head in confusion, "Maka? Is he back?"
Hermione suddenly felt a wave of unwillingness in her heart - she knew it immediately, but the girl in front of her, who should have been closer to him and received more care from him, was still confused.
"Yes! He's back..." Hermione took a deep breath and nodded numbly.
Before she finished speaking, a sweet smile appeared on Luna's face, and even the trance in her eyes seemed to dissipate.
"Really?" She nodded to Hermione, "Thank you."
So, is he not in the auditorium
"You're welcome." Hermione shook her head slightly, "Since you're not waiting for Maka, what are you doing standing here?"
"I'm not sure... I just think I should wait here this morning and see... something good will happen." Luna thought for a moment and said, "The weather is good today, isn't it?"
"Probably..." Hermione pursed her lips, "At least it doesn't look like it will rain."
After speaking, he passed by Luna and walked toward the auditorium step by step.
Ron, who was following Hermione, nodded to Luna, then pulled Harry, who looked confused, and followed Hermione's footsteps inside.
Luna turned around and looked at the backs of the three people, their long pale golden hair swaying gently in the breeze passing through the hall.
"… very nice."
She smoothed her blown hair and whispered to herself.
At this time, in the auditorium, the atmosphere on the faculty bench was somewhat polarized.
Professor McGonagall seemed to be in a good mood. She was enjoying a refreshing breakfast while chatting softly with Professor Sprout next to her.
At the other end of the long table, Umbridge had a sweet smile on her face, but that smile looked stiff.
Hogwarts as a whole is happy about Maka's return, but it's absolutely terrible for our Professor Umbridge.
oh! Well, now she should be called "Umbridge Senior Inquisitor".
At this moment, the boredom index in Umbridge's heart has reached the sky. Although she took advantage of Maka's absence and took the opportunity to get a name, at least she was not afraid of Maka in name.
But even so, in today's ancient magic text class, she still didn't know what attitude she should adopt when attending.
To be honest, she had been thinking about this matter since the day she received the appointment as investigator, but she just couldn't decide on it, and it was a headache!