Chapter 267: Confinement
Jian Yu had already completely guessed the purpose of her confinement.
As Umbridge, who came here on a mission from her boss Fudge and held two positions, namely, Senior Deputy Minister and Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, she would definitely use both kindness and force on her, and expel her after finding enough evidence of Dumbledore's opposition to the Ministry of Magic.
As expected, Umbridge's combination of kindness and force began with a drinks order.
"tea, coffee, or milk?"
While Jane Yu was rubbing her eyes, which were stung by the pink wallpaper, the pink lace coverlet, and the kitten plates all over the wall, Umbridge was already smiling and asking her what she wanted to drink.
This pink milk tea shop...although the decoration is eye-catching, the service attitude of the staff is quite good!
At least so far, Umbridge has not cast any spell on anyone.
Very polite, much more polite than Crouch who turned into a ferret as soon as he disagreed with something.
"Milk tea." Jian Yu answered her, "A medium cup with 70% sugar and less ice, black tea base with ice cream, and oat milk instead of milk."
Umbridge's smile gradually cracked on her face. She never expected that this student would actually choose to go top!
This made her curse Dumbledore again in her heart, and she poured the entire bottle of colorless truth serum into it.
"It's not a very traditional way to drink milk tea." She turned around and handed over a cup of milk tea that looked perfectly prepared, tilting her head slightly and smiling, "I guess your way of drinking milk tea at school must be the same as yours, not following the rules at all, right?"
“I think innovation is the way to advance society.”
Jian Yu answered her, took the milk tea, and took a small sip as a courtesy.
Why does this milk tea smell like alcohol?
Very innovative taste, a kind of sauce-flavored milk tea feeling... also with coffee... with red wine... the taste is mellow and rich...
She couldn't help but take another big sip.
To be honest, she thought that if Umbridge opened a milk tea shop, it might sell very well.
"Very good." Umbridge smiled slightly. She walked to the desk and picked up a quill. "I want to ask you a few questions -"
She was interrupted by a knock on the door, and Harry's stiff face appeared behind it.
"Good evening, Mr. Potter." Umbridge pointed to a chair covered with lace. "Sit down. I need to deal with the problem of Miss Jane's repeated dereliction of duty as a prefect first. As for the problem of you spreading rumors to create panic, we will deal with it later."
But before she finished her words, Jian Yu's loud, clear but meaningful voice suddenly rang out in the small office:
"I don't like the decoration in your room. How could you cover everything in the same shade of pink? Do you know what ombre is?"
"Pink is tender, lace is cute, but how old are you? Of course, even if you are 18, your personality has nothing to do with the words cute and tender."
Harry, who had been suppressing his anger, now showed fear on his face, which made him jump up from his chair and stare at Jian Yu in a daze.
Umbridge didn't seem to react at all that a student would talk to her like this. In fact, no one had dared to talk to her like this for many years. Those who dared to have a different voice from her were trampled under her feet like ants.
"Shut up!" Umbridge screamed. "Answer my question properly - disrespect the professor, 50 points from Slytherin!"
"What question should I answer? You obviously haven't asked anything yet? It's so funny. You're getting anxious and your defense is broken."
"Besides, you used truth serum on poor and weak students. Your character is not worthy of my respect. You are totally unworthy of being a professor."
"You're a two-faced b****. I'm sorry. Although I don't want to bring up my parents, I don't think you look like someone who would make them proud. Merlin would have to cover his nose when he saw you. I guess you had no friends in the locker room when you were at school. After you started working, your character made everyone want to slap you in the face, so you can only rely on returning to school to bully students and beg for attention."
Umbridge looked like she was about to faint from anger. She drew her wand and seemed to want to cast a Cruciatus Curse on Jane on the spot, but she was startled awake by a loud sound of slamming doors.
That was the sound of Harry overturning a chair and rushing out the door!
At this moment, he didn't care whether he would be targeted by Umbridge in the future, because he had realized that -
After saying these words, Jian Yu might not be able to walk out of this office alive!
He must find Dumbledore immediately to take charge of the situation!
"Can you please stop this damn truth serum?" Jian Yu couldn't control her mouth which had its own thoughts. She felt a little dizzy, as if she was drunk. "I'm sorry, but I still have to say something to you. You are the king of Gotham City... You are the busiest in the circus... You are the biggest in the poker... Oh, look at the red cherry on the cream, does it look like your fallen nose?"
"Shut up and don't talk about this!" Umbridge completely lost her usual smile, and a sinister and chilling expression appeared on her face, "Deduct 100 points from Slytherin! Answer me, what is Dumbledore's plan--!"
"How should I know? What other people's plans have to do with you?" Jian Yu showed a trace of doubt, "Why don't you plan for yourself? You will die in another year. Fudge sent you to the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Isn't it to make you die or go crazy?"
"What did you say?" Umbridge's face froze. She took a step forward and grabbed Jane's shoulder, her nails almost digging into the flesh. "You are stirring up discord and spreading rumors about the Ministry of Magic. I am the person that Minister Fudge trusts the most - what else do you know? Keep talking!"
"Don't you know that this position is cursed by Voldemort?" Jane Yu continued to talk nonsense. The effect of the truth serum made her almost become a sincere and straightforward person. "No one wants to apply for this position. Those who have held this position are either dead, crazy, or infamous. Look at the tragic current situation of your ancestors. Soon you will be the same as them. If Fudge really trusted you, why didn't he keep you by his side and ask you to come to school as a teacher away from the center of power-"
Umbridge stepped back and slumped into her chair.
She knew that she came here to take away Dumbledore's power and clear the political obstacles for Fudge.
She also knew that she was one of the few people that Minister Fudge could trust, and this was one of the few ways to consolidate her position.
But before coming here, no one told her that this was a cursed position that could lead to either death or insanity!
"Nonsense!" She said in a timid tone, pretending to be calm. "The Ministry of Magic has given me the power to manage the school and improve students' performance using advanced and risk-free teaching methods—"
Her words were interrupted by Jian Yu, who couldn't control his desire to complain.
"Oh, speaking of teaching methods, do you know what high school is? Do you know how to make students develop in an all-round way, morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor-intensively?"
"Let me tell you, the bed bell rings at 6:00, everyone lines up at 6:20, morning jogging begins, morning reading begins at 6:40, breakfast time at 7:00, morning self-study begins at 7:30 after half an hour, first class at 8:00, jogging at 10:00 and then back to class, class ends at 12:00 for lunch, lunch is over at 13:20, afternoon classes start at 13:30, and then there's a night jog in the evening, evening self-study ends at 21:50, lights out at 22:10—"
"Oh, right, entertainment products must be confiscated. Everything is for the sake of exams and a bright future. School rules state that hair must be cut short, nails cannot be long, and students must wear uniforms. There must be quizzes, weekly exercises, monthly exams, midterm and final exams, and a few surprise exams. After the holidays, there must be a baseline test..."
As she listened, Umbridge actually found it quite interesting!
She didn't expect that this little witch named Yu Jian had such extreme thoughts!
Students are not allowed any rest time at all. They have to attend classes, run, and take exams day and night without any entertainment.
Cows and horses are happier than them! She doubted that the prisoners in Azkaban lived better than this!
She unexpectedly developed a feeling of attraction to other people of the same kind.
This made her unable to help but pick up a pen and write it down.
"And then?" she asked impatiently. It was a rare occasion for her to meet someone as cruel as she was, so she temporarily suppressed her previous anger.
"So you are a piece of shit." Jian Yu answered her seriously, "Your ugly personality and poor teaching methods are both a piece of shit - so can you sign for me -"
She was screamed out of the office by Umbridge, who didn't seem to want to see her again for a while.
"Wait—you haven't signed my withdrawal form—"
Jian Yu stretched out Erkang's hand, and her fingers were almost caught by the crack in the door.
......
On the other side, Harry was running frantically in the corridor. His determination to rescue Jian Yu almost left an afterimage on his legs.
This caused him to bump headfirst into Snape, and the impact almost knocked both of them out.
"Potter!" Snape grabbed him by the collar angrily, "Detention! Deduct 50 points from Gryffindor!"
But Snape did not get the panic-stricken and terrified Potter he wanted to see, but instead heard extremely bad news:
"Jade, Jade has been detained by Umbridge - and given Veritaserum -! She will be tortured - I'm afraid -"
Snape was no longer bothered to deal with this thorn in his side. He flew to Umbridge's office in a rage:
"No, I don't think Miss Jane has anything to worry about. You should be more worried about our Professor Umbridge."
But before the two entered the office, they met Jian Yu at the door who had just finished his confinement.
"Are you okay, Jade?" Harry gasped, his glasses fogged up.
"I think I'm fine, thank you--" Jian Yu answered mechanically.
When she thought about what she had just said about Hell High School Mode, she felt a headache as if she had drunk two kilograms of liquor.
She was overwhelmed by sleepiness, headache and nausea. She swayed and lay down, and everything in front of her eyes turned dark.
"But I think... maybe... you guys are not in good condition."
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