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"Do you think Harry can control himself?" Hermione asked as Harry pulled Ginny to the other side of the common room, leaning closer to Ryan.

"Very difficult." Ryan shrugged. "I believe Harry meant it from the bottom of his head when he said it, but now his brain is connected to You-Know-Who, so it's hard to say whether he can control it."

"Didn't it say that Snape was teaching him Occlumency? I heard that Snape was a master of Occlumency. After learning this a few times, it should allow him to disconnect from the mysterious man, right?"

"Hermione, you think things are too simple." Ryan said in a somewhat helpless tone. "Not everyone learns as fast as you do! Not to mention that the way to practice Occlumency is to attack the learner with a Dementor and make the learner try to eject the forces that have invaded their minds. You want to Thinking about the relationship between Snape and Harry, how could Harry learn Occlumency when Snape kept watching his privacy."

"It's scary." Hermione shuddered. It is terrifying to think about the privacy in one's mind being read by one's enemies.

What became even more terrifying was Hagrid's face. When he went to eat in the auditorium the next day, Ryan found that Hagrid's face was not getting better, and there was even a new wound on the bridge of his nose. This is not normal. Even if the potion works very slowly on the half-giant, it should be fine for a little flesh wound in terms of the half-giant's healing ability.

"Good morning, Hagrid." Hermione waved her hand and greeted Hagrid. "Your face seems to be hurting even more. You won't be raising anything dangerous in the Forbidden Forest again, will you?" Min's voice dropped so Hagrid looked down before hearing it.

"No, of course not, it's just that I accidentally slipped and fell." Hagrid pretended to be cheerful, and waved his hand, almost hitting the terrified Professor Victor, "You know I've been busy lately, not only preparing for lessons , Some little guys are also causing trouble for me. For example, the salamanders prepared for the lower grades contracted a skin disease, and their scales were rotten. And I was recently kept on probation, which made me a little uneasy, so something unexpected happened, Like my face."

"Stay on probation? Umbridge seems to be trying to replace all the professors with people from the Ministry of Magic. So she can't wait to drive away those people she can't see." Ryan said indignantly. "So you're going to be preparing for Fantastic Beasts according to the exam content recently, and don't let Umbridge get caught, especially that guy is a disgusting racist."

"Okay, I'll do my best. But I really—forget it," he sighed. "It's useless to tell you kids these things, it's just to add to the annoyance, and I shouldn't tell you that."

Hagrid changed the subject: "Now I should go paprika the salamanders, or they'll lose their tails. Goodbye, Ryan, Hermione."

After speaking, Hagrid left with heavy steps, watching his huge and lonely back come out of the front door, down the steps, and into the damp grounds. Ryan saw a sense of desolation.

"I think he might be hiding something from us," said Hermione, walking up to Ryan. "Especially in terms of raising animals, his criminal record is really untrustworthy. Especially his face, you can tell he was beaten by something at first glance. With his identity as a half-giant, he can be beaten into something like this. Not much."

"I'll take the time to ask Wolf, the only place where big animals can hide in the Forbidden Forest is the Forbidden Forest. Wolf and the centaurs stay in the Forbidden Forest all day long. If it's a big animal, they should know ." Ryan reassured, it seems that Hagrid should have brought his younger brother over, this is not something to be happy about.

In view of the fact that Umbridge once again refreshed the lower limit of using black magic items to torture his classmates, Ryan decided to fight back again. It's just that this time it's not to spread rumors, but to excavate a person's privacy. The things Umbridge always wanted to hide.

Soon, he took the letter to Hogsmeade via the Weasley twins. It is estimated that this article will be published in next month's quibbles. Let's hope Umbridge can keep his composure despite being exposed.

After Christmas, Umbridge's madness was up a notch. Maybe she felt that she had not made much progress in the past few months, so she was determined to go one step further and wanted to control her life at Hogwarts in the palm of her hand. Firing someone in this situation is the best way to show her power, and lately she's only been choosing between Trelawney and Hagrid.

Every divination and protection of magical creatures class now takes place in front of Umbridge and her clipboard, which makes both professors look a little shattered. Among them, Trelawney's condition was worse. Ryan had seen her walking alone in the corridor with a face full of alcohol on several occasions, and from time to time she would look back in horror.

Even if Trelawney wasn't very competent as a professor, Umbridge's pushing a normal person out of his mind was going too far. Not to mention that Trelawney, despite her mediocre teaching, likes to speak unflattering languages. But she never had a bad heart and hurt anyone. If there is a professor in this castle that needs to be fired, Ryan feels that Umbridge is actually the one who needs to be fired the most.

Unfortunately, Umbridge, now in power, will not fire himself. Also probably because Voldemort has discovered the connection to Harry and Harry's no progress on Occlumency. He now dreamed almost every night that he was walking down the corridor toward the Department of Mysteries, and always ended up standing longingly in front of the black door.

After listening to Ginny's account of Harry's condition, Hermione felt that this was not a good thing. Ryan, on the other hand, told Ginny bluntly that Snape's rude teaching method was actually destroying Harry's soul defense. This kind of soul defense is something every sentient creature possesses, but a few times a day, Dementia would destroy Harry's already weaker than normal defenses. Let his situation slide for the worse.

"I think Harry should go find Dumbledore and tell him this, otherwise the final result of this situation may not be what any of us want," Ryan concluded.

"I said it, but Harry is determined not to go, I really have nothing to do." At this point, Ginny was so worried that she almost cried. Hermione, being Ginny's friend, persuaded her for a long time to make him feel better.

"What do you think Harry's dream represents?" Hermione asked after watching Ginny walk away. "Although I disdain Trelawney's interpretation of dreams, I also know that repeating a very specific dream definitely means something is behind it."

Voldemort really still remembered the contents of Trelawney's prophecy. As soon as Ryan heard it, he could guess what the black door of the Department of Mysteries in Harry's dream represented, which also showed that some things had not changed. He felt that he could just take this opportunity to make some arrangements. After all, according to the butterfly effect, there would be fewer and fewer opportunities to accurately judge Voldemort's actions in the future.

To kill at least a few Death Eaters, Ryan made up his mind.

"What are you thinking?" Just when Ryan began to figure out what preparations he should do in that battle that might break out, he felt someone shake him. He turned around to see Hermione looking at him with concern.

"Why are you distracted? Is it because you've been too busy and tired recently and you're not feeling well?" She said to Ryan in a concerned tone.

"Oh, no." Ryan smiled at Hermione. "Just thinking about what you just said, I think it's very likely that Harry's dream is that what the You-Know-Who wants is hidden behind that black door."

"What would that be? Spells, magic items, or—" Hermione began to guess.

"The Order of the Phoenix knows this, that's why they sent people to work there. We don't need to worry about it here." Ryan finally concluded.

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