"It's just a few simple tricks..."

Hermione glanced at Luna, who seemed about to speak but hesitated, as if seeing through her thoughts.

"That's right, I dare say you've guessed the reason." she said, "Obviously, not all courses require complete focus—for example, certain courses where you can learn from notes on your own—Ailina and I are desk mates."

"The professors at Hogwarts aren't so easily deceived, doesn't she worry about getting detention if she's caught?!"

Luna widened her eyes in shock. Secretly writing homework for other subjects during the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, right under the nose of the professor, using the Binary Reversion Architecture modification magic. This bold and outrageous operation was indeed typical of that little white-haired furball.

Come to think of it, there really aren't many wizards in Hogwarts Castle these days who can see through her illusions.

Immediately after, Miss Lovegood suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked expectantly, "Hermione, do you think I could try that? Professor Umbridge's class is just too unbearable..."

"Luna!" Hermione said, "Blindly imitating Ailina isn't a good idea, she's not like us—"

"It can't be that only you two can do homework in class," Luna said, "At least tell me a little trick, please, the best coach Hermione Granger in the world, for example, how do you complete those class notes..."

"Okay, I can tell you a little trick."

Hermione thought for a moment, made up her mind, and said softly.

"I'm not clear about the construction of illusions, after all, I spend most of my time on the inside of the magical screen, but there is a very simple way to deal with that Ministry official's boring class copying—Transfiguration."

She dragged her bag over, took out parchment, ink, and textbooks, and looked at Luna seriously.

"But you know our previous agreement, if you want to create illusions, you have to let Hannah in, not do it alone."

Spending too much time wearing a mask makes it easy to forget what you look like under the mask.

This was a warning that Ailina had seriously mentioned when teaching Luna to learn Binary Reversion Architecture modification magic.

Not only Luna, but Hermione and Hannah as well, when mastering certain powers, Ailina had also told them similar things and asked them to supervise each other, so as not to become strange in unfamiliar areas.

Unlike Dark Magic in the open, seemingly harmless "daily" magic, once abused, is often more dangerous.

"Yeah, I haven't forgotten that."

Luna frowned her small face, pouted slightly, and complained in a troubled voice.

"How could Professor Dumbledore let such a bureaucrat teach us Defence Against the Dark Arts? If we're just copying books every day, we might as well buy a book and study on our own. According to the older students, Professor Lupin's class wasn't like this..."

"Treasure the precious time you have now, when you want to be lazy later, you will miss Professor Umbridge."

Hermione imitated a profound tone and winked playfully in reply.

"Don't ask me why, this is what Ailina said a few days ago. She is always particularly well-informed, but I really can't force it out of her. If you have any guesses later, we can discuss it together."

"Yeah! Oh, right, speaking of Professor Lupin, I did notice something strange..."

Luna nodded vigorously, then said softly with some uncertainty.

Just then, the training of the other Quidditch players in the sky finally ended, and they landed lightly on the stands where Hermione and Luna were at this time. Luna hesitated for a few seconds, then didn't finish the rest of her words.

Never mind, maybe it was just her imagination...

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Meanwhile, in Dolores Umbridge's office.

Due to the limited number of empty rooms on the fourth floor of the castle, or for other reasons, she didn't move near the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor's office, but instead found an empty room on the sixth floor as her office at Hogwarts.

Remus Lupin took a deep breath and walked to the wooden door marked 【Umbridge】.

He knocked on the door and heard a sickly sweet voice say, "Come in."

Lupin opened the door and walked in, greeted by a slightly dizzying heat and a strange incense.

This was the first time he had come to Umbridge's office, and it didn't seem like he was in Hogwarts Castle at all.

Unlike the simple rooms of other professors, everything here was covered with lace-trimmed cloths and tablecloths, and there were several vases filled with dried flowers, each placed on a separate small mat. One wall was hung with a set of decorative plates, each with a brightly colored big cat, each wearing a different bow tie around its neck.

These things were too disgusting. Lupin frowned. The divination classroom seemed more comfortable than this.

And at this moment, Dolores Umbridge's voice suddenly sounded again.

"Good evening, Professor Lupin, is there anything I can do for you?"

Lupin withdrew his gaze and looked towards the source of the voice.

He hadn't noticed Umbridge at first, because she was wearing a cloyingly pink floral robe, the color blending with the tablecloth on the desk behind her, making it almost indistinguishable.

"Good evening, Professor Umbridge."

Lupin nodded politely and said in a calm tone.

"I remember we should have mentioned it before, regarding the teaching methods in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class. There are some issues I would like to discuss with you seriously. After all, the new semester at Hogwarts has been going on for more than a month."

"Well, please sit down and talk..."

A formulaic smile appeared on Umbridge's pale, drooping, fleshy face. She pointed to the straight-backed chair next to her.

This was a finely crafted wooden chair with no fabric or cushion decorations.

Whether at Hogwarts or the Ministry of Magic, she had such a chair in her office, a cold, hard chair, and the deliberately uncomfortable construction could save her a lot of energy in dismissing guests.

"Well," Lupin didn't move, looked seriously at the smiling witch, and said in a deep voice on the spot.

"Professor Umbridge, well—let me be direct, I hope you can change your current teaching methods, or let me directly formulate a lesson plan—because in my opinion, your previous teaching methods cannot allow students to learn the knowledge that this course should master—"

Umbridge's bulging eyes narrowed.

"Oh, what?"

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