bacchusnovels Chapter 555 The Acting Skills of Two People
Chapter 555 The Acting Skills of Two People
Chapter 551 The Acting Skills of Two People
"Everything as usual? But—"
"That's right, everything is as usual."
Tonks tried hard to recall the lesson Sean had given her the night before.
But the memories are fragmented.
Alongside the words in the fragments, there is also the deep fusion and convergence of the two people's emotions.
"You just need to do something for me."
"What is it?" Hermione pressed.
"Uh—no rush, I'll tell you tomorrow—"
Tonks made up her mind—
When I ask Sean again tonight, I must take out my quill pen and make sure everything is written down in my notebook before I begin.
"All right."
Hermione had no choice but to nod and leave the office.
Tomorrow is the weekly training session for the "Umbridge Army". Since Professor Tonks said to proceed as usual, then so be it.
It seems that there shouldn't be any problems.
The next day, Tonks finally managed to tell Hermione everything Sean had told her.
"Will this really work?"
"Anyway—that's what my senior said."
"Did Professor Phillips say that?"
Hermione was relieved after hearing this.
"Then I'll go back and prepare."
As she was leaving, Hermione suddenly remembered something and turned back abruptly.
"Professor, thank you."
"What?"
"I mean, thank you for your Christmas gifts, I really love them."
"6
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It was evening.
All members of Umbridge's army gathered at the House of Requirement.
However—the number of people is not...
However, this is not surprising. Even in the wizarding world, there are quite a few cases of students taking leave from their daily classes due to various matters or unexpected events.
It would be abnormal if a group of students didn't have a single student take leave throughout an entire semester.
The Iron-Hat Prince suffered an emotional breakdown due to a mistake during herbalism class the day before yesterday, and was depressed and receiving treatment with Mrs. Pomfrey's tranquilizer in the school infirmary; the Weasley twins accidentally got themselves involved in a drug trial yesterday and are also absent today; Ginny is feeling unwell—every woman has a few days every month, it's normal.
"Today's training content is the Guardian Charm."
"A guardian spell?"
Everyone had heard of the Guardian Spell.
This was not only due to the wizard's killing, but also because the Dementors had witnessed everything when they broke into Hogwarts the year before last.
The Guardian Spell is a watershed moment in terms of power.
If we had to use a metaphor, it would be more like the gap between the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage: for example, a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage is just a Qi Refining practitioner, but the Foundation Establishment stage can be considered as having stepped into the threshold of immortal cultivation.
"I believe you are familiar with the Patronus Charm, so let's get straight to the point. Watch my movements and draw your wands!"
The Guardian Charm works well for some people.
For example, Hermione.
A lifelike, silver-white otter burst forth from the wand, lazily rolling around on the floor, looking absolutely adorable.
But—is this otter really lethal?
Tonks expressed his doubts.
"Mr. Longbottom, think of something happy."
As soon as he finished speaking, Neville's guardian spirit appeared.
hapiness?
He had such a wonderful time this semester, this year, and this holiday.
It far exceeds the total of the previous ten years.
First, he was appointed prefect, becoming one of the few members of the Longbottom family to demonstrate outstanding qualities during his school years.
And then—just a few days ago.
Professor Phillips' therapy for the mother and father.
Even now, when he thinks back on it, he still laughs with joy.
If only life could continue like this.
He was willing to do this—
The guardian spirit of the Newe is a lion.
No one expected that Neville, who always seemed gentle and even somewhat weak, was actually a lion with a personality completely different from his own.
The lion looked majestic, with a large and powerful body. Its mane shimmered in the constant silvery-white smoke, and its eyes looked bright and piercing.
Just like the lion on the Gryffindor emblem.
This is the true value of being a Gryffindor swordsman.
Many people also summoned their guardian spirits, and the silvery-white light made the house much brighter than before.
Meanwhile, in Sean's office.
"Professor, would you like some tea?"
"I won't drink it."
"Professor, would you like some snacks?"
"I won't eat it."
"professor----"
Sean suddenly raised his head and stared at the girl in front of him.
"Miss Weasley, why aren't you training properly? What are you doing coming to my office asking all sorts of questions?"
I don't recall the school assigning me an extra personal assistant.
This remark successfully made Ginny blush.
Ginny's presence here is due to Umbridge.
Umbridge asked Ginny to keep an eye on Sean.
In case Sean appears at a crucial moment and ruins the favorable situation.
Sean had also noticed that Ginny was acting strangely.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
No, no.
Ginny quickly lowered her head to avoid meeting Sean's gaze.
"Oh? Really not?"
"Really, no."
"That's fine then."
Sean sorted the documents on the table, then got up as if to leave.
"I'll go find Tonks and see how things are going on her end."
Where are you going?
Ginny suddenly appeared very panicked, confirming Sean's suspicions.
"Go find Tonks."
"No, no—my stomach hurts—"
Ginny's exaggerated acting reminded Sean of someone—a very famous European and American actress from a past life.
"Could you take me to the infirmary?"
"Does your stomach hurt?"
Sean took a medicine bottle from the shelf next to him.
"Perfect timing, I still have the painkillers that Mrs. Pomfrey prescribed last time."
"Give it a try and see if it works. Rest well in my office."
"I'll go first—"
"Professor, please, please wait a moment!"
"What is it now, Miss Weasley?"
"I suddenly remembered that I came here to ask you a question."
"Oh? What's the problem?"
Sean stopped and looked at Ginny.
Ginny stammered, racking her brains for information about the class.
You stubborn idiot—get moving!
"I wanted to ask—uh—um—"
"What do you want to ask, Miss Weasley? Perhaps you should think about your question before asking me. I need to go now..."
"Professor, I wanted to ask how to date!"
Ginny blushed and unconsciously voiced the question that troubles most girls her age.
When faced with Ginny's question, Sean couldn't help but chuckle.
Why are you asking all these questions about dating?
"I don't think it's appropriate for you to ask me this question. If you really need to consult someone, I suggest you ask Professor Tonks next time you meet her."
Just as Sean's hand was on the doorknob, Ginny blushed and called out to him softly again.
"Professor, could you—please don't go—"
"What is it, Miss Weasley?"
Sean turned around and scrutinized Ginny with a critical eye.
"Do you have a question—or is there anything you want to tell me?"
Umbridge's daily training has ended.
The students left the Room of Requirement in batches, as usual.
But—not long after the first group of students left, screams and a commotion came from the distant corridor.
Immediately afterwards, a person stumbled over.
"No, this is terrible!"
"What's wrong?"
"There's an ambush at Umbridge outside."
"W-What do we do?!"
Everyone panicked and turned to look at Tonks.
-
"Charge! Charge out! With so many of us charging together, they can't stop us!"
As he spoke, Tonks cast a smoke spell to confuse the viewer.
The spell worked perfectly, and it was also the perfect time to escape.
Apart from the two unlucky guys who were caught at the beginning, there was no one else.
Wait a minute—Why hasn't Hermione run away yet?
She ran away, but only ran right up to Umbridge. When she saw Hermione walking right into their trap, a gloating expression appeared on her face.
"Great! Great! We've caught one, and a big one at that, a Gryffindor prefect."
Hermione appeared "panicked".
"Professor, what are you doing here?"
"Let's see if Phillips can save you this time," Umbridge said viciously.
A few minutes later, Umbridge arrived at Dumbledore's office with her findings.
The office was packed with people.
Dumbledore sat behind his desk, with McGonagall and Sean beside him.
In addition, Fudge was also in the office with several close associates, including Percy, whom he had met at St. Mungo's Hospital. Percy was walking around excitedly with a quill pen and parchment in hand.
Fudge was overjoyed to see Umbridge leading his men towards them.
"Well done, Dolores, you're amazing."
Umbridge grabbed Hermione's little arm, lifted it up, and showed it to Fudge, explaining her "great" feat.
"This Miss Granger is a prefect of Gryffindor."
"She and several of her companions were successfully captured by us on their way back to the Gryffindor Tower."
"Very good." Fudge clapped, then looked at Hermione.
"Miss Granger, I think you should know why we're arresting you, right?"
"I don't know." Hermione shook her head innocently.
"Uh—what did you say?"
"I said, I was just wandering around the corridors during my free time, and I don't know why Professor Umbridge tied me up here. Could it be that—walking in the corridors is a violation of the Ministry of Magic's laws?"
Fudge was speechless after Hermione's words, and his face turned red.
"So, you mean you just found out that there's an illegal organization operating within this school?"
"An illegal organization?"
Hermione's mouth dropped open in surprise. Then she spoke with righteous indignation.
"Minister, you must ridicule this illegal organization, protect the safety of us students, and safeguard our legitimate rights and interests."
Sean almost burst out laughing at Hermione's actions.
Compared to Ginny's acting earlier, the two are worlds apart.
As expected of Hermione. As expected of his little witch.
"I think—letting the evidence speak for itself will make this dialogue go by faster."
"Perhaps you recall, Minister, that I reported to you in October that a group of students had met with many people at the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade, with the intention of—"
"Do you have any evidence for this?" Fudge offered Umbridge a helping hand.
"Oh, my minister, of course."
Umbridge continued excitedly.
"One Auror and several strikers present at the time mistook them for dark wizards, and some unpleasant things happened. They can testify to that."
"Very good, Dolores, please continue."
"These people are gathered to discuss creating an illegal student organization with the goal of learning spells that the Ministry of Magic forbids students from learning —"
"I don't think so," Hermione suddenly said.
“What’s wrong with that, Miss Granger?” Umbridge said sarcastically. “I’d like to see what else you can say. Are you going to say you weren’t at the Hog’s Head that day? That a group of people used Polyjuice Potion to impersonate you and frame you? Or that those Auror strikers were all mistaken?”
If I remember correctly—
"Bertha Jorkins was at the Hog's Head that day too. Everyone else was mistaken, but she probably wasn't, was she?"
Hermione simply shook her head at Umbridge's threat.
"I don't deny that I was there with my classmates that day."
"However, we just want to organize a group of students to study Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Listen to this, Minister, she admitted it!"
Umbridge was overjoyed. But Hermione had not yet finished her statement.
"only----"
"At that time, the Ministry of Magic's law prohibiting students from forming clubs privately had not yet come into effect, so our presence there did not violate any laws or school rules."
This statement startled both Fudge and Umbridge.
However, Umbridge quickly realized what was happening.
"Although it wasn't illegal at that time, your subsequent gatherings have broken the law."
"What evidence do you have to prove that we were holding a rally?"
Just then, several Slytherin students burst into the office, panting heavily.
"The Umbridge cult, the professors—we've found them."
"The evidence, isn't it here?"
Umbridge spotted a few figures, casually took the list they handed him, and proudly displayed it to everyone like a victorious rooster.
"I just had these lovely Slytherin students search for documents at their meeting place."
"This is their list, come on, take a look!"
As she spoke, she looked at Hermione with a "let's see what else you have to say" expression.
"W-No, that's not right!"
Fudge's question startled Umbridge.
"What's wrong, Minister?"
"The one above————"
"Why is the name on it called Umbridge's Army?" Professor Umbridge—you've really played a very clever game.
Sean stepped forward and looked at Umbridge with disappointment.
"Professor Umbridge, I always thought you were loyal to the Ministry of Magic and Minister Fudge, so I always respected you. Who would have thought—"
"You can know a person's face but not their heart."
"You appear outwardly honest and kind, but behind the scenes you're organizing an army, plotting to—"
"Wait, wait! Phillips, you're slandering me!"
Umbridge was both shocked and furious. Realizing something was wrong, she quickly looked at the list in her hand.
The title above clearly stated:
Umbridge Army