Hogwarts tower.
If you keep going up along the revolving stairs, you will arrive at the divination classroom.
Umbridge came earlier than all the students, being a toad must have its advantages, maybe she jumped all the way up the stairs, or that's what some students imagined.
Seeing Professor Trelawney, an almost predatory smile immediately formed on her face.
"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney, you should know that today is the day I check on your class."
"Hello, Professor Umbridge," Trelawney said deadpan.
After some time getting to know her, none of the staff at Hogwarts likes the pink toad.
After Trelawney finished speaking, dhe walked to the front of the classroom and took a seat. Apparently, she had no intention of entertaining Umbridge.
"Hmph!" Umbridge gave her a contemptuous look, before moving a chair and placing it a few inches behind Trelawney.
Such a move made Trelawney feel disgust from the bottom of her heart.
At this time, there was a burst of laughter outside the classroom. The students came to the classroom full of joy.
But they were greeted by a lifeless Trelawney and a smiling Umbridge.
The laughter and smiles disappeared in an instant and everyone hurried to their seats and sat down.
"Today we are going to talk about predictive dreams. Please open the "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" and work in pairs to help each other interpret their recent dreams."
Trelawney's tone was no longer as cryptic as before. But her voice was trembling, indicating that she was worried and frightened.
After arranging the content of today's class, Trelawney planned to return to her seat.
But seeing Umbridge sitting behind the seat, she hesitated for half a second, then turned and walked towards the students who were interpreting their dreams, thinking that as long as she doesn't go back to her seat, she can avoid the toad problem.
This is obviously a bit naive.
Umbridge closed the notebook in her hand, and walked quickly behind Trelawney.
"Last time the answers you gave to some of my questions weren't very clear. How long have you been working here? Please be precise."
"About sixteen years."
Seeing that she could not escape the fate of being questioned, Trelawney's expression was very depressed.
Umbridge didn't give up on the next question because of the professor's depressed attitude.
"You're Cassandra Trelawney's great-great-granddaughter, right?"
"Yes!" Trelawney tilted her head involuntarily.
Her reaction was exactly what Umbridge liked to see.
"Very well, you are the second person in the Trelawney family who has the seer ability besides Cassandra, right?"
Trelawney nodded proudly, this ability is a talent that many people dream of.
Seeing that Professor Trelawney was stepping into the trap step by step without knowing it, Lucas shook his head helplessly.
No wonder she has the lowest grade among all the professors, she's really too careless.
He was no longer interested in listening to the conversation between the two professors.
Just when Lucas was about to find something to do, he heard the voices of Harry and Ron from the next table.
"Come up with a dream, what if the old toad comes to ask us later."
Harry's tone seemed anxious, and after saying this, he gave Umbridge a wary look.
"It was me last time, it's time for you this time!" Ron's dissatisfied voice sounded.
After thinking hard for a long time, Harry said: "But I don't have dreams these days, why don't we make one up..."
Lucas was no longer interested in listening to the following content, but his attention was attracted by Harry's phrase of "I haven't dreamed lately".
If he remembers correctly. It would take some time for Voldemort to realize the connection between himself and Harry.
'It seems that I have to talk to the old bee about this problem."
When Lucas sorted out a plan in his mind, Umbridge's checks for Divination classes were also completed.
When he saw Professor Trelawney pretending to make up a prophecy, Lucas knew she was done for.
The divination class ended soon.
Immediately following the second quarter in the afternoon was Umbridge's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
"Good afternoon, everyone. Please turn the book to page nineteen. Today we are going to study the book's second chapter, "The Theory of Ordinary Defense and Its Origins."
Although they were prepared for this, the students still complained dissatisfied.
Waiting until the long, grueling Defense Against the Dark Arts class is finally over, everyone left the classroom and fled to the great hall for dinner.
"Draco? What's the matter with you?"
Seeing Draco Malfoy left alone, the smile on the Toad's face became warm.
"Professor, I recently learned something, and I think it is necessary to tell you."
"What's the matter?" There was a bit of curiosity in Umbridge's eyes, but more delight.
Really, only she is the most reliable. Thinking of this, Umbridge looked at Draco even more intensely.
"Cough, I heard that Potter recently organized a secret research team to study those dangerous spells."
"And they named the research group 'D.A' which I think you should know."
"D.A" Umbridge narrowed her eyes and repeated the two letters in her mouth.
Within seconds, Draco saw her eyes light up.
"Dumbledore? It must be so, it seems we need to do something, Draco, I need your help."
"This..." Draco grimaced.
"Professor, if there is no order from Lucas, the Chief of Slytherin, I will be powerless."
Umbridge was taken aback for a moment, she almost forgot that Lucas existed.
"It's okay, I have other ways."
…
The tower of Gryffindor tonight was the same as usual.
No one noticed that Harry lying on the bed was frowning tightly, as if he was experiencing a nightmare.
He only joked during the day that he didn't have dreams recently and the same night he got a nightmare. It seemed that sometimes he shouldn't talk too much.
He was in a very strange state right now. He knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up.
He could only be forced to follow the perspective in the dream and experience everything.
This feeling is very annoying.
"My friend, I tell you, you seem to have messed up."
"Forgive me, master!"
Harry was immediately drawn to the conversation in the dream. He saw a vague figure kneeling in front of another.
Before he could take a closer look at the appearance of the two of them, a sharp and hoarse voice reached his ears.
"Crucio!"
A red light dominated Harry's vision and he sat up abruptly from the bed.
Seeing the familiar surroundings, listening to Ron's deafening snores, he smiled self-deprecatingly again.
"I didn't expect that it has been so long, and I still can't forget everything that happened in the cemetery."
He took for granted that yhe nightmare he just had was entirely due to the profound experience in the cemetery a few months ago.
Wiping the sweat away, he returned to sleep again, this time he slept very soundly and didn't dream of that strange scene again.
…
The next day, the sun was shining brightly.
The students walked to the great hall in groups, discussing what delicious food will be served this morning.
Suddenly, they saw Filch walking out of the great hall carrying a ladder.
Bang bang bang bang~!!
The hammer smashed down on the steel nail, and then something like a picture frame was hung on it.
"Education Decree No. 24?"
Someone among the students gathered outside the great hall read the above content aloud: "All student organizations, associations, teams or clubs are hereby dissolved."
"Organizations, associations, teams and clubs are defined as regular gatherings of three or more students."
"Re-establishment can be requested from the High Inquisitor (Professor Umbridge)."
"No student organizations, associations, teams and clubs shall exist without the approval of the High Inquisitor."
"Any student found forming or participating in any organization, association, team or club without the approval of the High Inquisitor shall be immediately expelled."
"The above regulations are in compliance with Education Decree No. 24."
Once this education order was promulgated, it immediately caused an uproar among the students. Especially the Quidditch teams of the four houses.
Seeing that the quidditch tournament was about to start, promulgating this education decree at this time is completely killing this sport.
Ron frowned, looking worriedly at his friend.
"Harry, we…"
"It doesn't matter, she can't find us, and our people have signed a non-disclosure agreement, no one is willing to bear the price of revealing the secret."
When thinking of this, he remembered that the humiliating word "Sneak" will appear on the face of wboever revealed it, so Ron nodded reassuringly.
But both of them seem to have forgotten that there is such a thing as Veritaserum in the world.
It would be fine to say that Ron didn't remember it, but Harry just saw its power a few months ago and still didn't think about it at this time.
…
At night.
During another study group meeting.
After everyone left, Draco and others came again.
"What? You want to send me to Umbridge to sign it?" Draco said in disbelief.
Lucas nodded and said, "That's right, since the "Education Decree No. 24" was created because of you, of course it's up to you to reorganize the Quidditch team."
"Wasn't it you who made me…"
Before Draco could finish his sentence, Lucas glared at him and Draco, who couldn't tell the truth, smiled bitterly: "Okay!"
"That's right, who made you the captain of the team, and as long as you go, I'm sure Umbridge will agree without hesitation."
Draco smiled bitterly: "What about the study group? Do you need me to get her to sign it as well?"
"No, she will never sign it when she sees my name on it, don't worry, I already have a solution."
Draco and the others were sent away and Lucas came to the castle alone.
He likes to walk alone in the dead of the night, which is good for thinking about his next plans.
Just when he was considering whether to go to Dumbledore or not, he suddenly sensed the magical reaction of the twins in front of him.
Feeling playful, he immediately approached the two of them using the disillusionment charm.