HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 208 Defense Theory Lesson

Soon Gloria got the necessary materials and returned to her seat.

"What's wrong with you? You're just trying to steal a bottle of powder." The person who spoke tried to lower his voice, but the sharpness in it could not be concealed.

Gloria turned back curiously and saw Bulstrode, who had been low-key for a long time, scolding the boy who was trying to snatch the same bottle of moonstone powder from her.

After being bullied by Millicent Bulstrode, the boy was pushed hard by Crabbe.

When Bulstrode looked up, he saw those cold silver eyes and shuddered immediately.

Gloria opened her mouth and said a word. Although she couldn't hear it, she could tell from her mouth shape that it was the word "black bear".

In the second grade, she and Pansy suddenly started to quarrel, and they were inseparable from each other.

Bulstrode quickly lowered her head and kept cheering herself up in her heart. The Dark Lord had returned, Malfoy had betrayed her, and her boyfriend Crabbe would be valued one day, so she didn't have to be afraid of Gloria at all.

I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to look up to see what was happening over there over there with Gloria.

"What's wrong?" Draco noticed his girlfriend staring back.

"It's okay." Gloria looked back, "A black bear forgot the lesson it learned before."

Draco instantly remembered Slytherin being laughed at, the jokes about the lion dog and the black bear, and his grey-blue eyes glared fiercely at Crabbe who had been following them. He knew that Bulstrode was Crabbe's girlfriend, and if she tried to carry out a targeted action, Crabbe and his group would definitely be involved.

Now was not the time to deal with the people, so Gloria and Draco turned their attention back to the potion.

With twenty minutes left in the class, faint silver-white steam rose from the two people's cauldrons almost at the same time.

Professor Snape quickly noticed the success here and said, "Very good, your potion was very successful. Ten points will be added to each of your points. It seems that the sixth-year Potions class cannot do without the two of you."

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor." Gloria calmly poured the potion into the short-necked bottle.

The two of them handed in the potions first, and everyone was used to it.

Harry wasn't so lucky. Even though he sat in the last row, Professor Snape still took special care of him.

It was a familiar scene of ridicule, but this time Draco was not among the people who were mocking him, only Crabbe, Goyle and their group.

However, Professor Snape did not deduct points. He turned around and began to assign homework, a twelve-inch long piece about the properties of moonstone and its use in medicine.

At least it was three inches shorter than Professor McGonagall's homework.

Gloria and Draco did not walk far after leaving the classroom. They stood at the corner of the first floor. After a while, Crabbe and the others came up, and when they saw the two people waiting, they subconsciously took a step back, then they remembered that they had more people.

"Have you forgotten what I said?" Gloria, leaning against the wall, said expressionlessly, "Don't mess with me, or I'll have plenty of ways to deal with you."

This is what she said in the lounge at the end of last school year.

"What..." Bulstrode confessed, "We didn't do anything."

Gloria stared at them for several seconds before she smiled. "If you don't admit it, I've already thought of the punishment."

Several people were waiting for her to continue, but she didn't.

Daphne cleverly hid behind the crowd, trying to reduce her presence, while Crabbe, caring about his girlfriend, stood in front of Bulstrode, "What do you want to do?"

Draco sneered, "You will know after this. Next time, think about the cost before considering whether to provoke us."

As Gloria turned around, she made up her mind that these people were living too comfortably and that she had to cause some trouble for the families behind them.

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After lunch, Gloria wrote letters to her loved ones as usual, mailed the letters at the Owl Shed, and then continued her afternoon classes.

Professor Flitwick, the professor of Charms, also repeatedly emphasized the OWL exam and assigned a 1.5-foot-long homework before get out of class ended, which was more stringent than the previous two professors.

The last class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Draco flipped through the schedule, "Potions homework is due on Thursday. Charms homework is about the same. Luckily Professor McGonagall's homework is waived."

"The next class is the key." Gloria was very curious about what Umbridge could come up with.

When they arrived at the classroom, the Hufflepuff students sat quietly on one side.

Gloria was flipping through the book "Magical Defense Theory". As the title suggests, the book contains nothing but theory.

For such an important course, we only learn theory?

Umbridge came into the classroom after the bell rang. She looked unhappy, which made her toad-like face even more distorted.

I came to the classroom and looked around, seeing the quiet students, and then I opened my mouth and tortured everyone with that sticky and disgusting voice.

"You look much better than the students in last class."

When he spoke, he was looking at the Slytherin side, and Hufflepuff was indifferent to it.

"I know that Hogwarts has frequently changed teachers for the important Defense Against the Dark Arts course over the years, which has resulted in students' intermittent learning and a lack of long-term, formal teaching content. This year, this situation must be corrected."

A group of students stared at her in confusion.

Umbridge cleared her throat and continued, "Everyone, please attend class. I don't want to punish any more students with detention."

Gloria felt the other person's gaze sweeping over her. A warning?

She looked at Draco next to her, and the boy probably understood that the last student who was put in detention was most likely Potter.

"You are very safe under the management of the Ministry of Magic, so put away your wands and take out the book "Magical Defense Theory"..."

When they learned that what they were going to learn was to read the contents of the book over and over again, the Hufflepuff students whispered to each other.

"Quiet!" Umbridge's voice was no longer the coquettish voice of a little girl, but rather sharp and piercing. "Raise your hand if you have any questions. You can only speak after I agree. If you don't have any questions, then start reading."

Gloria opened the book. Professor Binns at least read to them, but now they had to read to themselves to hypnotize themselves.

Umbridge told them at the beginning what would happen to those who raised objections, so both houses read books very strictly.

Everything was fine until the end of get out of class.

When all the students stood up to pack their books, Umbridge stopped beside Gloria and said, "Miss Slytherin, could you please stay for a moment? I have something to tell you."

"Of course." Gloria put the book into a small bag and handed it to Draco, asking him to go back first.

The boy stared at Umbridge's face, hoping to see through her intentions, but under Gloria's gaze, he left the classroom.

When they were alone in the classroom, Umbridge smiled.

"Mr. Potter said something in the last class about You-Know-Who's return. I know he's an impulsive kid, but you're not. You can definitely correct it. For example, You-Know-Who's return is just you and Potter trying to get attention."

Gloria showed no displeasure. "Professor, are you asking this because of the report you read?"

Umbridge smiled but said nothing. The report had spread abroad.

"Fudge should know better than me how credible the report written by reporter Skeeter is."

Umbridge's mouth twitched, and she still said in that gentle and coquettish voice: "You should call the Minister."

"Whatever--" Gloria said indifferently.