Chapter 625: Umbridge Messes with the Wrong Person
By the time Kyle reached the seat Kanna had saved for him, a generous serving of lunch was already waiting on his plate.
"So, what happened?" Kanna asked as he sat down.
"Just as we suspected," Kyle replied, picking up his fork. "Umbridge—or rather, the Ministry of Magic—is targeting the professors. But there's something I didn't expect."
"What's that?"
"Professor Trelawney," Kyle said, placing a piece of toast on his plate. "I think she might actually have a talent for prophecy."
"Professor Trelawney?" Cedric interjected, his tone filled with skepticism. He shook his head. "I doubt it. From what I've seen, no one sticks with Divination past sixth year unless they're trying to tick off all their certificate boxes. The class is practically useless—you don't really learn anything."
"You're not wrong," Kyle admitted with a small smile. "Maybe she just got lucky this time."
By the afternoon, Kyle found himself re-evaluating Umbridge's audacity.
The first class after lunch was Transfiguration. As Kyle entered the room, he immediately noticed Umbridge seated in a corner, her clipboard balanced on her lap.
When Professor McGonagall walked in moments later, she appeared not to notice Umbridge at all, sweeping past her without so much as a glance.
"Looks like Umbridge has bitten off more than she can chew," Cho whispered from the next row, her voice tinged with amusement. "Professor McGonagall isn't someone to mess with."