HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 213 Cancelled at the same time

Gloria and Harry took turns writing on the parchment, and Harry vented all his resentment of the past two days on it.

The healing speed of Umbridge's hand was not fast enough, and a lot of blood seeped onto the table.

After more than half an hour, Harry had no intention of continuing to write.

"Leah, you go first, I'll stay."

Gloria looked at the time. If she delayed any longer, Draco would come rushing in.

"No, we can solve it together."

She released her grip on Umbridge, who stood up in panic and backed away, but there was a wall behind her and she had nowhere to retreat.

"you……"

Umbridge had anticipated all kinds of ways that the students would resist, but she had never expected that the words would be carved on her own hand. Now the back of her hand was all red, just like Harry's before.

Gloria said calmly, "I forgot to ask when the confinement will end."

Umbridge's lip trembled, realizing that this girl's strength was far beyond their expectations, and she could not deal with this student.

"End it now!"

"What about tomorrow? When will you come?"

Harry swore that Gloria's smile frightened him.

Umbridge said stiffly, "Detention is completely over. You don't need to come anymore."

Gloria said sincerely, "This is not good. After all, Harry followed the rules and was put in detention, but I cancelled the detention for 'no reason'..."

Umbridge finally understood that not only did she want to end her detention, but Harry did too.

"Your detention is over—"

Harry couldn't help laughing out loud, earning a glare from Umbridge, but she didn't say anything about continuing the detention.

Gloria said, "Thank you, Professor, you are so thoughtful... We won't bother you anymore."

After saying this, he threw away the quill pen, and the changes above had been restored.

As soon as the two 'evil' students left, Umbridge couldn't wait to pick up paper and pen to write a letter to Fudge, but the pen tip trembled several times and she couldn't write a single word.

The hand holding the pen felt weak, and he remembered what Gloria had said, that their family had invented many evil curses.

Perhaps this is the reason why I can’t write it down.

It seemed that nothing could be done to the girl, including Harry Potter, until the situation became more favorable to her...

Outside the door——

"Thank you Leah, the lockdown is over and I can attend the Quidditch tryouts on Friday normally."

This movement was cancelled last year, and if Harry hadn't mentioned it, Gloria would have almost forgotten about it.

"I can't help you all the time, nor can I help everyone, so you have to be careful, especially the students in your college." She said: "Today is my surprise attack. Umbridge will not give up easily and will definitely think of other ways."

Harry nodded seriously, "I'll tell them to be careful."

"It's getting late. I'll go back first." Gloria thought that she hadn't finished all her homework.

I turned around and saw Draco walking towards me quickly. I came over because I was worried.

Harry saw the boy and turned and ran.

Now he was in an especially cheerful mood, and the depression that had been pent up in his heart had mostly dissipated. When he reached the door of the lounge, he quickly gave the Fat Lady the command to go in.

"Harry," Ron called from behind him, "what's wrong with you? Why are you so happy about detention?"

Hermione waited for Ron to come in before following him in, "You need to hurry and finish the rest of your homework. You have detention on Friday and training over the weekend, so you don't have much time left."

"I don't have to go to detention anymore!" It was the first time Harry smiled so purely since school had started.

Ron was surprised, "That old woman is being kind?!"

Hermione also didn't believe that Umbridge would be so nice, and soon noticed his right hand wrapped in a handkerchief, "Your hand - is that blood?"

She quickly threw the book away, quickly pulled up the hand, lifted the handkerchief and saw the hideous wound that had not healed, "Merlin! She did this to you!"

Ron was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked. "That old witch! She's a pervert. We need to tell Professor McGonagall!"

Harry pulled his hand back uncomfortably, "It's okay, it's over. Whatever she did to me, I'm paying her back today. Don't tell Professor McGonagall."

"But..." Ron hesitated.

Harry told Hermione about Umbridge's punishment methods, and Hermione covered her mouth in shock. Ron had no idea that he was suffering such injuries.

"Leah put herself in detention on purpose. She may have cast a rebound spell on her quill. When she wrote again, the back of Umbridge's hand was the same as mine."

Hermione frowned tightly, "Harry..."

She and Ron both felt that Harry had been in a low mood since the beginning of the summer vacation. He would often read newspapers and listen to Muggle radio.

"So your detention is over," said Ron. "That's great of you, Leah! Dark magic should be used on bad wizards."

Hermione looked at the back of Harry's hand and said, "I'll go to the hospital wing and get some distilled soda for you. It's a pity Hagrid isn't here, otherwise I could ask him to help catch a Murtra. The juice from its tentacles can ease your pain."

Harry moved his wrist, "Uh - my hand doesn't hurt that much, Dittany is enough."

In any case, he didn't need to suffer anymore.

·

Gloria and Harry's detention ended the next day, and the news spread quickly among the student body.

Everyone thought at the same time that it was Gloria's fault. She must have done something that forced Umbridge to make this decision.

Gloria attended classes as normal and the day passed quickly.

The last class of the afternoon ended and Draco packed up his books, "I can't believe it, Ron Weasley is going to try out for goalkeeper."

Gloria asked, "What about our academy? I remember more than one player graduated."

"The selection will be on Saturday." Draco said, "It's a pity that I quit the team that year, otherwise I could also participate in this selection."

Gloria smiled and shook her head, "We're busy enough."

"I want to be a batsman!" Crabbe's rough voice came, "A batsman must be strong enough, and I am qualified."

Gore followed up with, “Yes, we will definitely be selected.”

Gloria didn't care about it and pulled Draco out.

On the way to the Chamber of Secrets, they met Professor McGonagall waiting at the door.

"Gloria, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead." Draco entered the Chamber of Secrets first.

Professor McGonagall changed her usual serious expression and said to her with a smile: "Principal Dumbledore already knows something. He is very pleased with your actions. He said that if you have any questions, you can write to me first, and Fawkes will help deliver the letter."

Except for the opening dinner, the principal has never appeared in the school.

Dumbledore did not bring the two-sided mirror given by Gloria, probably because he wanted the action to be kept absolutely secret.

"I understand, Professor. Thank you for telling me the news in time."

Professor McGonagall smiled particularly kindly, "It's okay, about Harry's detention... Thank you, he is going to the stadium to select goalkeepers now."

Gloria said: "I believe Gryffindor House will choose a good goalkeeper."

Professor McGonagall, a Quidditch fanatic, was very pleased with the blessing. "I think so."

The brief conversation ended quickly, and Gloria watched Professor McGonagall walk away.

No matter what everyone's attitude is on the surface, they all hate Umbridge deep down.