Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... Theory?" "Yes, Professor Umbridge," the class replied in unison. Umbridge nodded. "Good. Now, please turn to chapter one, and begin reading. There will be no need to talk." There was some more grumbling as they all turned to the first chapter. Harry perused the first few pages, but couldn't keep his attention on the words in front of him. He had looked through the book after buying it, and had been bored out of his mind within five pages. Not to mention all of the mistakes he had found within those pages. Slinkhard was an idiot, and that was his professional and personal opinion. He glanced over at Hermione, to see that she hadn't even opened her book. She was staring at the words on the board, and her hand was up in the air. Harry looked at the board as well, trying to see what had captivated her so. He read through the course aims a few more times, and furrowed his brow. He glanced over at Hermione again, and this time she looked back. She nodded slightly, and he knew that she had seen the same issue in the aims as he had, though she had caught it earlier. Back in the common room after her History class, Ginny felt Harry's annoyance and confusion. What's wrong, Harry? Harry focused on the bond, trying to calm down as he realized what Umbridge's goal for this class was. She's going to kill us all. Ginny furrowed her brow. What do you mean? Her course aims. She doesn't intend for us to actually use magic in class. How are we supposed to learn anything if we can't practice? ...

... Ginny felt her own irritation spike. We'll talk about it more tonight. But we have to do something. Harry mentally nodded, as Umbridge finally chose to acknowledge Hermione. "Yes, Miss –" "Granger," Hermione said, lowering her arm. "Hermione Granger." Umbridge gave her a false smile. "Miss Granger, did you have a question about the chapter?" "No," Hermione shook her head. "Well, then, I see no reason for you to be doing anything other than reading," Umbridge replied sweetly. Hermione leaned forward slightly. "I have a question about the course aims." Umbridge turned to look at the board. "I don't see anything confusing there," she said, turning back to the class. Most of the students had abandoned the dry book to watch their classmate face off against the professor. "But Professor, there's nothing on there about using defensive spells." The other students immediately turned to the board, and several sets of eyes widened as they realized that Hermione was right. Umbridge's eyes narrowed. "My dear girl, I can't think of any situation you would find yourself in, in my classroom, where you would need to use defensive spells." "But isn't this class supposed to prepare us for life after school?" Harry asked, somewhat rhetorically. Umbridge's eyes flashed. "Hand up, Mr. Potter." Harry's hand immediately shot up, but the professor ignored him, in favor of another student. "Yes, Mister…" Dean lowered his hand. "Dean Thomas. So are you saying that the first time we're going to be using ...