The environment of the ancient magic text classroom is as good as ever, bright and transparent, with sunshine everywhere.
Of course, because this classroom has excellent ventilation, it will actually be a bit cold if you don't close the windows on windy days.
However, today is the day when the Magic Text class continues. Even the notice is posted on the bulletin board, so the place is crowded with students for the first time in a long time.
As soon as there were more people, the temperature in the room seemed to rise a lot.
The little wizards came here early. Whether they were elective students or auditors, they all sat together and chatted. It seemed that the atmosphere was quite lively.
But among these students, there was a girl who seemed a little uninterested.
"No, I should be happier. I must raise my hands a few more times later!" Hermione looked away from Luna's back and flipped through the textbook absentmindedly.
"Besides, that Umbridge will definitely come over today... I can't cause trouble for Maka, so be careful when answering questions."
"No, no, no, is it better not to raise your hand?"
She was so confused that she turned to the end of the page, but could not read even a single word.
"L-Luna..."
In the two side-by-side seats by the window in front, Luna and Hannah Abbott sat on the left and right together.
"What does this 'n'... mean? Why does it represent both 'oppression' and 'power'?"
Although Hannah has grown up a lot compared to when she first entered school, her appearance has also changed a lot. But her somewhat introverted yet reckless character remains as unchanged as her two golden braids.
Right now, she was pointing to the rune character in her book and timidly asking her new best friend Luna.
After hearing this, Luna came back to reality from the bright and clear blue sky outside the window and looked down.
The thick book and slightly rough pages seemed a little difficult to see clearly under the sunlight.
She stretched out her hand to block the light, and the warm sunlight smeared on the back of her white and tender hands, and even the extremely fine hairs were visible.
"Maka explained it in class... 'n' represents 'oppression' and 'restraint', so there will be a feeling of 'disappointment'. But only under pressure can there be 'potential power'."
Luna explained softly, and the slight voice was like a ray of warm wind surrounding Hannah's ears, making her feel itchy at the base of her ears and she subconsciously shrank her neck.
"Oh, you missed the word 'potential' in your notebook." Luna glanced at the notebook in Hannah's hand and said leisurely in a trance.
"Ah!" Hannah nodded belatedly, "Thank you, Luna."
When Luna heard this, a smile appeared on her face, as delicate and soft as if she was melting into the sunshine.
"It's okay." She shook her head.
By the way, Harry and Ron actually wanted to come, but they had to go to Divination class during this period. Although they are not happy from the bottom of their hearts, they have no choice but to choose, right
At this moment, there are probably a few minutes left before the class bell rings.
Suddenly, the buzz in the classroom suddenly stopped. The little wizards who were originally focused on books or the scenery outside the window suddenly raised their heads, but did not find Maka.
It probably happened too many times recently, so when everyone didn't see Maka, they all habitually turned their heads and looked towards the back of the classroom.
Sure enough, it was Umbridge who arrived.
She was still wearing the kind of "pink and tender" clothes that only girls would choose, and she still had a "sweet" fake smile on her face.
At this moment, she was sitting down on a chair at the back, and then put the writing board she had been carrying with her for the past few days on her legs together.
Considering that this small classroom was already full of people, she might have brought the chair under her butt.
When she noticed that almost all the students turned to look at her, she expanded her fake smile without thinking at all, causing the tired little wizards to quickly turn their heads.
To say that Umbridge still has some abilities, at least now, wherever she goes, the little wizards will subconsciously avoid her.
Although her disgusting "charm" is really hard to admire.
Umbridge's arrival was just as Hermione expected. It was like pouring a basin of ice water into the classroom, causing the originally lively atmosphere to disappear.
"Has Maka not arrived yet? Or is she hiding again like in the first class?" Hermione couldn't help but worry secretly, "It's definitely not going to work if you keep playing the same tricks... That guy must be prepared. "
Of course, Maka wasn't in the mood to do it again, he just... entered the classroom with the bell ringing.
"Jingle Bell-"
At the sound of the class bell, everyone suddenly became excited and all eyes were focused on the door of the classroom.
"Crack."
Just at the moment when the bell was about to disappear, a foot stepped on the classroom floor. Then, with everyone watching, Maka walked through the doorway with a vague smile and walked to the back of the desk.
He gently placed the textbook in his hand on the desk, and then looked around the classroom naturally.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you all doing?" Maka asked. "I remember that before I asked for leave, I asked Filch to post a notice asking everyone to study on their own, right?"
"Of course, even when I was compiling this textbook, I had already written it in detail. But in order to limit the space, there are still some details... "
"So, let's continue reading the content of the previous lesson together!"
Having said this, he paused for a moment and was about to continue teaching. But Umbridge behind her had already coughed slightly and stood up.
"McLean, ahem, Professor McLean..."
Umbridge showed what she thought was the softest smile and said "brittlely":
"Perhaps you don't mind me reminding you? As a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, especially an 'excellent teacher' like you, not only do you not apply for leave in advance, but you also let the students study on their own..."
"...Isn't this a bit irresponsible?"
Maka's expression didn't even change. He just smiled and nodded towards Umbridge, then shook his head, leaving no one guessing what he was thinking.
"Professor Umbridge—"
"I am here to observe as a 'Special Appointment to the Ministry of Magic, Senior Investigator of Hogwarts'."
Umbridge was rudely interrupted as soon as she opened her mouth, but Maka didn't feel dissatisfied at all. He nodded again, his smile becoming somewhat meaningful.
"Really? Senior investigator?" There was some confusion between his brows, "What are you investigating?"
"Actually, there's quite a lot of work!" Umbridge suddenly changed into a cooing voice, which made the little wizards get goosebumps. "For example... Hogwarts teacher background. , the level of education implemented, whether the class content meets the corresponding standards... and so on."
"Oh! This is really good. Our Ministry of Magic seems to be very concerned about the learning and growth of the next generation!" Maka said, looking Umbridge up and down again, "But-"
Here comes the topic!
Umbridge reacted immediately and immediately focused her attention, always ready to deal with what Maka would say next.
"But, Senior Umbridge..." Maka seemed to have almost forgotten, and continued after a pause, "Ah! Senior Investigator, um... I'm not questioning you... I just want to know, you Are you qualified to evaluate teachers’ teaching level?”
Umbridge squinted her eyes, but the disgusting smile on her face was even brighter than before.
"If you want to talk about in-depth academic research, then of course I don't have the qualifications!" She seemed a little embarrassed, shyly stroking the hair by her ears, "But in school, the magic taught to children Of course, knowledge 'must' be 'limited', and it is a kind of enlightenment and guidance... "
"Don't look at me like this. I also graduated from Hogwarts and passed the NEWTs exam. If it's 'content that should be taught in school', I think I should understand it, right?"
She was obviously prepared for what she said. Not only did she speak clearly and coherently, but she also emphasized a series of key words in her tone.
To be honest, there is nothing wrong with her views. It's hard to find fault even if you want to find fault with them.
The more active students in the classroom also saw the sparks created by the collision between the two professors. They definitely supported Maka, but they couldn't help but sweat at this moment.
"Of course, of course." Maka nodded and said, "But it's hard to say whether the 'magic knowledge' is deep or shallow! Just like the 'fire-making spell' that everyone learned in the first grade, it also It could be—"
"The flames are blazing." "Boom!"
Maka pointed her wand out the window, and a fire dragon made of flames flew past a row of windows. The little wizards were all shocked at first, but then they became excited.
"... It can also be like this." Maka said with a smile.
"Please... ahem... please pay attention," Umbridge's face turned white suddenly, "This is not part of the ancient magic text class, is it?"
"Although what you said is not actually right... well, I'm just giving you an example." Maka shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Since you don't like the 'Fire Making Curse' very much, then I'll change it to one with more ancient magical literature. An example of breath!”
"For example..."
After saying this, Maka tapped the blackboard behind her with her wand without looking back. In just a moment, a large character appeared on it.
"… Do you recognize 'it'?"