On the Hogwarts train, Samael clearly sensed the "enthusiasm" of the Slytherin students.

At the same time, the purebloods, who are usually very arrogant and stupid, are even more unscrupulous, and they are talking about joining the Dark Lord in the carriage.

The main thing is not ashamed, but proud.

Even at the opening ceremony of Hogwarts, they did not restrain their passion, and looked at Dumbledore's eyes full of hostility.

"They're stupid and crazy, what's there to be happy about."

At the Ravenclaw table, Draco looked at everyone incomprehensibly.

"Be content, with their stupidity you can bring out the brilliant brains of your Malfoy family."

Samael said casually, remembering that Draco was one of those people in the original book, and he was quite stunned.

Watching Draco being pouted, the others lowered their heads and laughed secretly.

Thinking about what Draco looked like before, it was indeed not impossible to join these people.

As Dumbledore spoke, a new semester of their fifth year began.

Professor Grapland succeeded Hagrid as Professor Samael in the Magical Beasts Protection Class.

He went to act as a lobbyist for Dumbledore, convincing the giants not to join Voldemort.

Before leaving, he specially communicated with Samael, hoping that he could help take care of his teeth.

When introducing the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the powder toad rudely interrupted Dumbledore's speech and preached the importance that the Ministry of Magic attached to Hogwarts education.

"Oh my God, Merlin's unwashed panties!"

"The last time I listened to such a boring speech was at Percy's award ceremony."

Draco snorted boredly, feeling a little sleepy before he had eaten.

"Have fun, she's dressed worse than you."

Beverly looked at the pink shoulders and skirt she wore, coupled with the deliberately pinched voice she spoke, and felt disgusted, giving Draco a meaningful look.

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly, encouraging him with their eyes, even Samael.

"Look at me!"

His Draco was most consistent with this expectant gaze, and he took out a "Just watch me perform!" ".

Draco stared at Umbridge and saw that the magic threads were connected.

Theodore saw the opportunity and directly conjured a needle and slammed it into Draco's mouth.

"Ugh!"

Umbridge's screams interrupted her tirade, and everyone looked at the toad with a playful look.

"You can't do that, look at me!"

Somehow, Beverly directly propped up a barrier in front of everyone, blocking the sight of the others.

Luna hurriedly stepped forward to make up a psychic magic so that others could not see their abnormality.

Beverly was like crazy, holding Draco was a violent kick, and the others were like this, what needles, electric shocks, hair pulling, tearing clothes came a full range of packages.

The powder toad looked at it and lost her appetite, and Beverly definitely knew it, thinking that it might be that the Ministry of Magic's political views affected her, and in the spirit of complaining about revenge and revenge, she shot mercilessly.

Draco reacted and looked at everyone resentfully.

He's a prefect!

Although it doesn't hurt, you can't humiliate him like this, this dress is a new one he bought, and it cost a lot of money. ,

everyone dispersed the barrier and looked at the "madman" on the stage seriously.

At this time, the powder toad was like the gang leader, the pink shoulders and skirt were torn into rags, the hair stood upside down as if it had been struck by lightning, and the head was even more blue and swollen.

How did the good stand look like he had been beaten.

The students snickered at first, then couldn't help it anymore and began to laugh loudly, especially the Weasley twins.

"Who did it!"

"Who is it!"

Umbridge no longer pinched his throat and looked around at the teachers and students.

Stayed on Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall for a few more seconds. One is the principal and the other is the vice principal, and they are the most suspicious.

She was sent by Minister Fudge, and she represented the face of the Ministry.

Just as he was about to accuse Dumbledore, a bright flash caught her attention.

Seamus directly filmed her ugliness.

"Don't do this!."

"It must be you!"

"You did it!"

When he saw Samael in the crowd, Umbridge rolled his eyes.

But she remembered that it was because of Samael and Dumbledore's turmoil that Minister Fudge became a laughing stock.

If she can hold this Gaunt, she will definitely be used by the minister, as for whether Gaunt did the tricks or not, it doesn't matter, as a professor, she said yes.

So the imposing wanted to step forward and theorize with Samael.

Just when he passed the Ravenclaw long table, he fell directly on his back and fainted.

"It's really strange that I fainted after a fall."

Samael shook his head, acting very calm.

"But no, such a person can be a professor, and the Ministry of Magic must be faint."

Seamus glanced at the powder toad with disdain, and directly opened his mouth to mock, not putting the new professor in his eyes at all.

Everyone looked at this scene in a daze, and they had a conclusion in their hearts.

The whole hall suddenly burst into revelry, who would not admire the classmates who dared to confront inferior teachers when they were students.

"Goyle, Ron, you two carry the professor to the infirmary."

Cedric deserved to be the Chairman, and the bowl of water was called a flat, a Slytherin and a Gryffindor.

Who knows how these two will toss Umbridge in the event of a conflict.

As soon as Cedric's words fell, Samael saw that Umbridge's face suddenly turned emerald green, and a huge seed grew on his head.

All shot, how can he be left as the student president!

"Uh~ Garlic King Eight? Bah! It's a wonderful frog seed!

Samael looked at this scene in amazement, carefully sensing the composition of the magic power.

"Toxic, but not explosive, it will only make the mood more and more irritable!."

"The deadliest thing should be the seed flower that grows on the head, that thing directly extracts half of Umbridge's life energy, once it is removed, I am afraid that its life expectancy will be greatly reduced."

Samael murmured, and Branson on the side was uncomfortable.

I thought to myself, no wonder Samael told him to stuff his eyes, and the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually started so ruthlessly.

Looking at the cacophony of the banquet, Samael sighed softly:

"The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is really powerful, even the new professor has been recruited."

As his words fell, Umbridge's reason for being injured was instantly attributed to the "curse".

Even if she wakes up Samael dares to confront her, you can say that I am killing you, please show evidence, but the curse has been circulating for more than ten years.

If you don't believe it, just check, everything is traceable.

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