Chapter 368 The Expelled Professor

In the Hogwarts Great Hall, Mike was enjoying a rare leisure time with Benjamin and others.

Mike's first class a week ago was generally satisfactory except for some unpleasantness when the curse was finally announced.

After that, Mike and Harry and others discussed and made a detailed course schedule, requiring DA members to come to the Room of Requirement for classes at 10 o'clock on the evening of Monday, Wednesday and Friday every week, and the class time is two hours. At first, Mike

actually wanted everyone to come to class every day, because after observing the first class, Mike found that the magic talent of this group of members headed by Qiu Zhang was indeed a bit worse than those in the mutual aid society. If they did not increase their efforts, these people would probably achieve nothing.

But because Hermione felt that staying up late to make up for the lessons every day would affect the normal study of the next day, she finally adopted a three-day class system per week.

The result of this was the same as Mike expected. By the end of the first week, the senior members of the mutual aid association had completely mastered the "safe guard" and "all protection", and Qiu Zhang and others, except for Harry and the other three and a few senior students, had no one who could perfectly cast the protection spell.

But Mike didn't really care about this. He didn't expect the twenty or so people to perform well at the beginning.

In his opinion, the learning results of these people were not important. Mike's main work focus was still on the mutual aid association.

This week, Mike began to frantically attract members, even at the cost of lowering the threshold for borrowing.

However, while the new members enjoyed a lower borrowing threshold, they also had to accept more stringent contract restrictions. In this regard, Mike fully learned Hermione's spirit and directly added a curse to the contract with the new members, and its effectiveness was much stronger than Hermione's.

Many people complained about this.

"Mike, do you really think that's a good idea?" Benjamin asked with a somewhat unnatural look, "I mean the new student aid program. Don't you think that such a low borrowing threshold and such a heavy punishment mechanism are too unreasonable? There will definitely be many people who can't pay back the money."

Everyone who was drinking tea turned their eyes to Mike's direction. Many of them, like Benjamin, were beneficiaries of the original student aid program. At that time, the student loans of the Los Santos Group had extremely strict loan conditions, so those who applied for loans at that time were those who really needed the money.

Now the student loans in Los Santos have changed. The low threshold has made many people who just want to satisfy their vanity start to borrow from Mike.

After that, they used the money to spend lavishly, buying new clothes, new toys, new brooms...

The result of this is that a large number of bad debts will be generated, and many people even borrowed money without planning to pay it back.

If it is in the Muggle society, this will definitely not work, because you don't have an effective way to collect debts.

But this is a wizard society, and the curse Mike attached to the contract will force those who cannot pay back the money to obey the orders of the mutual aid society and become slaves of the mutual aid society.

Such a move is indeed beneficial to the mutual aid society in the short term, but it will undoubtedly make the mutual aid society lose its original meaning, which is something that Benjamin, who was born in the mutual aid society and has a special feeling for the mutual aid society, does not want to see.

Mike actually knew all of this. He put down his teacup, turned his head and said to Benjamin:

"First of all, you have to understand that although the punishment mechanism we set is strict, our interest rate is not high. Those who can't pay back the money don't deserve our sympathy, because they either didn't intend to pay it back from the beginning, or they have some problems with their brains. Such people are not qualified to be members of the mutual aid association." "

But..."

"Okay, no more." Seeing that Benjamin was going to continue, Mike waved his hand and said, "This is the best way to quickly increase our strength now. I can promise you that I will correct all of this after this period of time."

Hearing this, Benjamin stopped talking, but from his expression, he still cared about this matter very much.

But Mike didn't pay more attention to him, but cast his eyes on Franklin in the corner.

At this moment, Franklin didn't have the liveliness of the past at all. The whole person collapsed on the chair as if he had no bones. If it weren't for his eyes still blinking, Mike even suspected that he was dead.

He had been in this state for two days. Umbridge's club ban was very effective. Now all clubs in Hogwarts, including Quidditch, had been shut down.

There were not many entertainment activities in Hogwarts. Umbridge's move immediately caused complaints in Hogwarts Castle, especially the members of the Quidditch teams of various colleges. They had been training hard since the beginning of the school year in order to achieve a good result in the next Quidditch league and win glory for the college. However, now Umbridge ordered them to shut down their teams. How could they tolerate this?

So a large number of resistance movements began. All the members of the Quidditch teams, including Harry and Franklin, united and began to submit applications to Umbridge to reopen the Quidditch team.

However, no matter what method was used, Umbridge remained indifferent.

She was just going her own way, as if she didn't care about the needs of the students at all. This made Franklin and Harry depressed, especially the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor. It was said that he had been lying in bed for three days after hearing the news.

"Don't be so sad, Franklin."

Mike said to Franklin helplessly, and Or shook his head and said,

"No, you don't understand. Quidditch is to me like a propeller to an airplane, both are indispensable!"

A black line crossed the faces of everyone present, and everyone was a little speechless about Franklin's metaphor.

At this moment, a junior Ravenclaw student suddenly ran over and said with a gasp:

"Senior Townley, no... It's bad! Professor Trelawney was expelled by Umbridge, and they are kicking her out now!"

Mike's brows frowned instantly when he heard the words, and Franklin, who was like a dead dog, immediately became energetic, stood up and said excitedly:

"Doesn't that mean we don't have to take that damn divination class, and we don't have to make up all kinds of stories to cope with the exams!"

Mike glanced at him unhappily, stood up and said:

"Anyway, let's go and take a look first."

...

Ten minutes later, Mike and others came to Trelawney's office.

It is located above a small staircase in the Divination classroom. Since Trelawney is homeless, this small attic is not only Trelawney's office, but also Trelawney's home.

When Mike and others arrived, a large number of people had gathered in the Divination classroom. Obviously, most of these people were here to watch the fun like Mike.

"Damn it! You can't do this! That's my ancestor's crystal ball! Oh! Oh! That can't be moved! It's the 'qi point' of the whole room. Once it is changed, it will... Merlin! You really moved it! You are finished, the curse has been attached to you, and you will die soon! Die miserably..."

The endless curses kept coming from the attic above the Divination classroom, accompanied by the sound of many things being turned over and the sound of empty bottles being overturned.

Mike and others all stared at the stairs with curiosity, wishing they could go up and see what was going on.

However, Umbridge came down soon.

She frowned, and her right hand was still covering her mouth and nose, as if she had just left a dirty environment.

Beside her, there were two tall Slytherin students, who were watching the surroundings vigilantly like Umbridge's bodyguards.

"Hurry up and throw all her things out!" Umbridge said in a sullen voice, "I really can't imagine that anyone can survive in such a terrible environment!"

After that, Umbridge walked down the stairs. The two Slytherin bodyguards beside her were very responsible to separate the students who were watching her so that she could have more space to stand.

From the small attic on the stairs, Filch's response and Professor Trelawney's miserable cry were also heard.

Then, Filch's thin figure appeared in front of everyone. He was hunched over with a huge suitcase on his back.

The suitcase looked heavy, because Filch's legs were constantly shaking, and people couldn't help but worry that he would fall down the stairs because he couldn't stand steadily.

Following him was Professor Trelawney, who grabbed Filch tightly, trying to stop him from taking his things out of the attic.

Professor Trelawney was no longer as mysterious as usual. Her hair was like dry grass, and tears kept flowing from her red eyes with thick lenses. She looked terrible.

The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, and Professor Trelawney also noticed the students in the classroom.

As if to maintain her image as a professor, she immediately let go of her hands and began to wipe her tears after discovering the students.

However, this loosening gave Filch an opportunity. He jumped up with a big suitcase on his back and fell to the ground.

Mike and others were very close to the stairs, and they could even hear the painful groans from Filch's bones.

"This must be painful!"

Franklin whispered to Mike, and the latter nodded quickly.

After struggling for a long time, Filch finally climbed up with great effort. He first smiled at Umbridge ingratiatingly, and then said:

"Professor Umbridge, do you have any other instructions?"

"Throw these stinking garbage out of Hogwarts!"

Umbridge still covered her mouth and nose, and waved at Filch with great disgust.

Filch hurriedly agreed, hunched over and limped out of the crowd.

The way he walked looked very funny, but Mike and others couldn't laugh. Instead, the two senior Slytherin bodyguards beside Umbridge laughed so hard that they fell backwards.

On the stairs of the classroom, Trelawney, who had wiped her tears, took a deep breath.

As if to maintain her face as a professor, she held her head high and straightened her waist, and walked down the stairs slowly towards Umbridge like a queen.

However, the two bodyguards beside Umbridge were not vegetarians. They stopped Trelawney when she was about to enter Umbridge.

"Umbridge, you vicious bastard!" Trelawney seemed to be unable to control her emotions. The muscles on her face kept twitching, and drops of turbid tears kept falling from her eyes. "I have seen your future! Soon! Soon you will be dragged into hell! And the devil inside will be very happy to give you a kiss of death!"

"Enough, I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore!" Umbridge frowned and said to a Slytherin next to her, "Get her out of here!"

Hearing this, a Slytherin next to her immediately stepped forward and grabbed Trelawney's arm, while the latter struggled hard and glared at the Slytherin and Umbridge fiercely, and said angrily:

"I can walk by myself!"

Seeing Trelawney being escorted out of the classroom, the students who were watching looked at each other, and many of them showed panic on their faces.

Umbridge obviously noticed this, she loosened her hand covering her mouth and nose, showed a self-proclaimed warm smile and looked at everyone and said:

"Everyone, please listen to me. In the last review of Professor Trelawney, we found that she is completely incapable of teaching students, so in order for our students to learn truly useful knowledge instead of wasting time on making up all kinds of unfortunate stories, we decided to expel Professor Trelawney.

In the next period of time, we will try our best to find a new divination professor for everyone. Before that, the divination class and related exams will be temporarily cancelled. I hope everyone can focus on studying and get a better result!"

After speaking, Umbridge nodded to everyone, and then left the classroom without looking back, leaving the students to discuss with each other.

"Is Umbridge crazy?" Franklin whispered, "Isn't she afraid?"

Mike shook his head.

Umbridge's recent behavior is indeed a bit abnormal, not like what a person who has just been threatened with death can do.

But judging from the fact that Umbridge often turned her head to look at the bodyguards around her when she was speaking, she didn't seem to care about the "death threat" at all.

Wait, bodyguards?

Those Slytherin bodyguards!

Mike's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he seemed to have thought of something very important!