Cedric is a good man.
But he obviously didn't expect or realize these things.
This kind of overly materialistic idea had never occurred to him.
Of course, he just hadn't thought about it, but he didn't think that such behavior shouldn't exist. On the contrary, seeing Goldstein's reaction, the always mature and steady Sekelide showed a look of shame on his face.
"Sorry, Harry, I might need to go back and get ready." The young badger said with some shame.
Harry waved his hands to show that he knew.
Goldstein glanced at him and reminded him, "Diggory, you should care about more than just the reward."
Cedric understood what he meant and shook his head: "No, I think I can trust Harry."
"Mr. Longbottom is at least a fifth-year student, and he has special reasons," Goldstein stressed. "But Miss Granger is also a fifth-year student, and you can do it yourself without taking advantage of your girlfriend's status."
The little badger hasn’t made up his mind yet.
He spoke to Harry bluntly: "Potter, as I just said, I am only in the fifth grade and do not have the ability to test the level of the seventh grade, so Mr. Diggory, I really need to trouble you."
"Harry." Cedric said helplessly, "I should."
Hermione walked to the middle of the room and drew her wand.
Cedric walked over as well.
As the most outstanding young wizard in Hufflepuff, Cedric is at the most prime stage of his life, graduating from the seventh grade. He is very strong, at least at the level of an ordinary Auror, not much different from Hermione now, but they have a big gap in combat experience.
As the least competitive of all the houses, Cedric had the rare experience of fighting, which happened three years ago when Slytherin did not allow him to enter the kitchen. He was only in his fourth year at that time and had just started to show his talent. When he dueled with others, he would usually just cast a few spells and then swing his fists and show his strength.
As a seventh-grade student, he also feels more psychologically stressed.
He kept on guarding against Hermione getting close, swinging his fist like Neville.
But Hermione's duel was the most conventional way for wizards, using spells, transfiguration spells, and even herbs and potions...
Cedric was confident that he was no worse than Hermione in any aspect. He was even better than Hermione in herbs, potions, and spells.
But the final result...
One shot petrifies everyone and ends the entire duel.
Harry removed the spell for him.
Cedric took a deep breath: "Miss Granger is so strong."
Hermione said nothing, but smiled and put her hand into her pocket, playing with something like a pocket watch. No matter who spends at least twenty hours a day studying, the distance will shrink no matter how big or far the goal is. She felt a little happy in her heart, like the willow branches sprouting by the lake, like the purple platycodon spitting out flower buds, the small vitality will be vigorous.
"You lack experience." Harry shook his head. "Hermione has much more practical experience than you."
Sekelide shook his numb hands and said, "I thought I was pretty good, but it seems I have to work harder."
Goldstein looked stunned.
Is this Gryffindor class a bit...
If Harry Potter were also in his own college, would he also be able to lead such a group of outstanding students?
Unfortunately, this is just a thought and cannot become a reality.
They discussed and finalized the specific time. Cedric repeatedly emphasized that he would collect the money as soon as possible and give it to Harry or Hermione.
the next day.
Goldstein and Cedric came over with serious faces, holding a copy of the Daily Prophet in their hands: "Harry, the situation may be a little bad."
Neville and Ron made way.
They both spread the newspaper out in front of Harry.
The front page showed a triumphant Umbridge in pink robes and a decidedly flamboyant pink wizard's hat, with Thicknesse standing over her, applauding and congratulating her.
On the photo, there is a huge line of text.
《A new chapter! Paving the way for the future of wizards》
The report states that the quality of students at Hogwarts has been declining over the past decade - and a detailed comparison chart is attached, which clearly shows that the proportion of students with good grades in the annual OWLS and Newts exams has indeed been steadily declining. In order to save the grades of the young wizards, and also to consider their future.
After detailed discussions, the Ministry of Magic finally issued "Education Order No. 24", which gave Umbridge, the senior investigator of Hogwarts, greater power, allowing her to audit other professors' classes and review and investigate their teaching quality.
This is the most critical content.
Following this are several other educational orders passed by the Ministry of Magic.
"Education Order No. 10: All items without educational value are prohibited."
"Educational Order No. 11: The use of literature written by non-wizards or half-humans is prohibited at Hogwarts."
"Education Order No. 12: No distance between boys and girls is allowed to be less than six inches."
…
"Educational Order No. 22: Pets are only allowed in the common room and dormitory, and owls are only allowed in the owl house. They are not allowed anywhere else."
Hermione narrowed her eyes and said sarcastically, "Professor Umbridge is so domineering that she even cares about distance."
"Six inches..."
"If we really have to line them up, there won't be enough seats at the table."
Ron tilted his head and reminded carefully: "Hermione, six inches is this long." He spread his thumb and index finger to open the length of a circle.
Hermione turned her head slowly and glanced at him gently.
Ron immediately drew his head back.
"I checked it this morning." Harry nodded, put down the spoon, and looked at the two of them in confusion, "And then?"
"If Professor Umbridge knew, would she..." Goldstein was worried.
After all, as Hermione said, Umbridge is a troublemaker who even cares about the "distance between men and women".
How long had she been in Hogwarts when she issued twenty-four educational orders in succession? What about the future? There was still half a semester left...
"What if she knows?" Harry shook his head. "Can she restrain herself?"
“Writing something that you can’t do is just nonsense.”
Harry tapped the table and waved his wand. "Instead of reading the Daily Prophet, why not read this? It was really hard for Miss Skeeter to collect this information."
With a whoosh sound——
The Quibbler came flying in George's hand.
"Harry, I haven't finished reading it yet." He pinched his waist and grinned.
"Borrow it for a moment, I'll return it to you later." Harry waved at him.
The cover of this issue of The Quibbler is exactly the same as the Daily Prophet, both using a photo of Umbridge. Of course... The Quibbler has some artistic processing. On the pink hat, there are huge words "House Selwyn" and a question mark next to it that is bigger than her head.
The content of the article is very simple.
It's really simple, without any fancy words, just a very objective introduction to Dolores Umbridge.
For example, she claims to be 5.2 feet tall, but in fact she is only 4.88 feet tall.
She claimed to be from the "Selwyn family", a very famous pure-blood family in Great Britain, and had always considered herself to be pure-blood, but she was just a half-blood wizard. And the most hateful thing was that she created her own identity in order to escape from her father, the poor single old cleaner Alford Umbridge, who also worked in the Ministry of Magic.
And her love history.
After graduating in 1973 and entering the Ministry of Magic, she pursued almost all the officials in various departments and important positions in the Ministry of Magic, including Fudge. She didn't care whether the person she pursued was married or not, and whether the marriage was happy or not. Of course, the result was miserable. She did trade some resources in this way, but she never completed a marriage or even a love relationship.
The two of them stood there in a daze and watched the whole thing.
The facial expressions are complex and the worldview is greatly impacted.
"Harry, this..." Cedric held the magazine, at a loss, "Although Skeeter does seem to have become fair during this period, she..."
There was suspicion in his eyes that Skeeter had made this up.
How can people be so shameless!
That's her father!
For the sake of so-called "face", he even ignored his father. He knew very well what kind of situation Alford Umbridge was in the Ministry of Magic. It was very bad. No one would have a good attitude towards an ordinary, incompetent, old cleaner.
There is also a view on love.
How could a pure-hearted student read such text! As long as someone was in a high position and had power, she would pursue him. This... could this still be love?
Goldstein's face was frozen, and the Quibbler was like a magazine carrying a curse, petrifying him completely.
"Cedric, I assure you." Harry nodded, his tone serious, "This is all true. Skeeter didn't lie."
"Actually, although Skeeter is a bit exaggerated and always writes things that are not important, she never tells lies, right?"
"This article doesn't have any emotional color."
Cedric looked again.
There really isn't any personal, subjective opinion.
It is simplified to the point that each line begins with the year and month, followed by Umbridge's external statements and the truth about Umbridge. Apart from that, no comments are made, just stating the facts.
"A liar who tells lies all the time gets no respect." Harry stood up and snapped his fingers, sending the Chaser flying back into George's hands, "nor should he get any respect."
"I just want people, at least the young wizards at Hogwarts, to recognize what this Umbridge is."
"At least people can't be fooled by pink toads."
Goldstein looked up and rubbed his face.
Cedric nodded, thoughtfully.
George and Fred, playing the devil's advocate and whispering to each other, slipped to the teacher's seat and tried to persuade Professor McGonagall, who was having breakfast, to leave. They had a grand plan that they wanted to implement - they had just heard that Umbridge usually came to the hall to eat after nine o'clock in order to avoid meeting Harry.