Bab 360: Chapter 360: The fired Trelawney
Sure enough, news about Umbridge's made troubles in the Divination class came out that afternoon.
Her few questions made Trelawney speechless, and she could only vaguely fool her.
A week passed in a blink of an eye.
On this day, all students received a survey report asking them to choose the professor they were least satisfied with.
It is a pity that Umbridge's name does not appear on this paper. If there is her, the first place is absolutely no suspense.
She still has some self-awareness about it.
Ultimately, Trelawney was elected as the least popular professor with more than three times the votes of the second place.
In fact, this is also very understandable. If the students do not have the talent of prophecy, it's arduous to learn anything in this class.
And Terlawney also predicts the death of a student every year, which makes the little wizards dislike her more.
Who wants to be intimidated by a professor every year?
Do you ask who the second is?
Not Snape, but Professor Binns.
It's not that Professor Binns is bad. It's that his class is too hypnotic.
Even Alvin couldn't listen to his lectures with peace of mind. He often held up a thick book to block himself and fell asleep.
Taking this opportunity, Umbridge concluded the first round of scrutiny and announced Trelawney's expulsion.
In the Great Hall, Trelawney was driven here with her suitcase, and a group of little wizards was watching.
"No, it's impossible!" Trelawney screamed, holding her suitcase.
"Sixteen years! I've been at Hogwarts for sixteen years, this is my home, and you can't drive me away!"
The little wizards couldn't bear it.
After all, Trelawney is indeed an old man in the school, and it would be too ruthless to be kicked out like this.
They would not have filled it out if they knew that their survey questionnaire would have such a great influence.
But Umbridge smiled grimly. "It seems that your divination is really not very good. Otherwise, you would have predicted that you would be fired."
"You're a liar, embezzling money from the Ministry of Magic for sixteen years of Hogwarts!"
"How dare you insult my Third Eye!" Trelawney's eyes widened, eager to eat Umbridge.
But Umbridge ignored her and pushed her out.
"Come on. You will only embarrass yourself if you continue to stay here. If it is serious, you will affect the work of the Ministry of Magic, and you will enter Azkaban!"
Hearing Azkaban, Trelawney shuddered, resignedly not resisting.
The professors on the sidelines were extremely angry, and Professor Flitwick was already trembling.
At this moment, a voice entered everyone's ears.
"Wait! Trelawney shouldn't have left Hogwarts!"
Umbridge turned his head in dissatisfaction, wanting to see who dared to disobey her. Wouldn't she be afraid of being fired?
Then she saw a serious-looking Professor McGonagall walking out.
She walked straight to Trelawney, sighed, and handed her a handkerchief.
"Sybil, don't worry. No one can take you away today."
Although she is dissatisfied with Trelawney's class, Professor McGonagall regards her as a work colleague who has been with her for so many years.
"Really, Professor McGonagall?" Umbridge sneered. "I need to remind you that I have the right to fire any unqualified employee under Educational Decree Number Twenty-Three."
McGonagall didn't even look at her and gently wiped Trelawney's tears.
"I know, according to Educational Decree Number Twenty-Three, Sybil is no longer a professor at the school..."
"Your Ministry of Magic has the right to expel a professor, but you don't have the right to expel her from this castle, do you?"
Professor McGonagall's voice was calm, and she continued to speak despite Umbridge's ugly face.
"Sybill is a guest invited by Dumbledore, so no one can let her go until Dumbledore had a discussion with her."
"Good!"
Professor Flitwick clapped his hands happily, and the students cheered, which made Umbridge even angry.
She said word by word. "This is what Dumbledore meant? Then why didn't he come to see me in person?"
"You?" The mockery in Professor McGonagall's eyes had already overflowed, and Umbridge's action made her laugh.
"Headmaster Dumbledore is conversing with Grindelwald in Durmstrang, and you can go there to find him if you wish."
Hearing the name, Umbridge's face twitched.
She couldn't refute this reason in case something happened after Dumbledore returned because of her.
Then the British Ministry of Magic will definitely be accused by the International Confederation of Wizards, and even Fudge will be unable to protect her.
At this point, Umbridge also knew that she could only hold today, and after a few harsh words, she pushed the crowd away.
In the Great Hall, there was another burst of warm applause, and the little wizards looked at Professor McGonagall with admiration.
Over the past few days, Umbridge has been making trouble in the school. Everyone is full of anger, and now seeing her deflated, they are all happy, like New Year's Eve.
Alvin also applauded happily and silently praised Umbridge in his heart.
It did not take so long for the Ministry of Magic to lose all the people's hearts. It can be said that people's resentment is boiling.
If she is still like this for some time, Fudge will die without him taking action.
What a leader!
The crowd in the Great Hall soon dispersed, and Alvin brought his girlfriends to the lawn.
Seeing that Hermione remained silent, Alvin was a little strange.
"What's wrong with you?"
Hermione looked up at him, took a deep breath, and said firmly.
"We can't go on like this. This year is the time for us to take the O.W.L. If we let Umbridge go on like this, I think more than half of the students will fail the exam."
Only then did Alvin realize that Hermione's sense of justice had struck.
"Then what are you going to do, report her? Fudge won't deal with it."
"No," Hermione shook her head. "I'm going to set up a private training class, just like you did back then."
Hermione's eyes sparkled at Alvin, making him shiver.
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