Harry Potter Promise NR.6 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.6

... any of these spells will be at our OWL exams? Isn't there a practical part? How are we supposed to pass if we don't practice?" Umbridge grit her teeth. "As long as you have a decent theoretical knowledge, that should be sufficient for you to pass your exam." Harry's hand was still in the air as he spoke up. "You still haven't answered my question. Aren't we supposed to be learning skills here to keep us alive out there?" Umbridge glared at him. "Just what do you think is out there, Mr. Potter?" Harry lowered his hand. "Voldemort," he replied simply, as most of the class flinched and gasped. Umbridge stood up and walked over until she was standing in front of him. "Do not speak that name," she hissed, before turning to the rest of the class. "Now, you have been told that a certain deceased dark lord has returned. That is a lie." Harry glared. "Unfortunately, Professor, Voldemort's Cruciatus curse is very distinctive. I don't think I could make that up." Umbridge's nostrils flared. "Twenty points from Gryffindor. And consider this a warning. Now, everyone return to your reading." "But Professor –" "That's another thirty points from Gryffindor, Miss Granger. I want silence for the rest of the class!" Umbridge shouted, returning to her desk and proceeding to ignore the class for the remainder of their time. Very few students actually got much reading done there, and the second the bell rang, Harry was out of his seat and moving towards the door. XXX Ginny was waiting for them ...

... in the common room, and wasted no time in jumping up to give Harry a hug the second he entered through the portrait. Harry relaxed into her embrace, trying to let go of the anger he had felt in the presence of their new professor. Ginny led him back to her seat by the fireplace. She had felt his emotions, but unfortunately, didn't know exactly what was going on, beyond what he had told her. She wished it were possible to hear and see what went on around the other, even if they weren't speaking directly to each other. They could access each other's thoughts, on occasion, and replay memories, and hear what the other was saying, but as of yet, they could not actively listen to what was going on around the other. Harry, what happened after we spoke? Harry grimaced. She said that Voldemort wasn't back, I told her I couldn't make up his Cruciatus curse, she docked twenty points, and then another thirty when Hermione tried to protest more that we weren't going to be using spells in class. Ginny thought up a number of curses that she knew her mother would not approve of, as Ron, Hermione, and Neville all sat down around them and began complaining about Umbridge. "Harry, we can't just allow this to happen," Hermione said after a moment. "Can you talk to Professor McGonagall?" Harry shook his head. "She probably won't be able to do anything. After all, Umbridge is the professor, so she can theoretically run her class however she sees fit. It would be up to Dumbledore to actually speak ...