My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

Harry slammed to the ground, the sudden impact that brought him to his senses, his mouth screaming involuntarily, and his scar aching as if it had been burned by fire.

The surrounding auditorium suddenly appeared in his sight, and everything seemed to return to reality in an instant.

"I'm not going...... I don't need to go to the school hospital...... I don't want to ......" Harry's voice was quick and indistinct, as he tried to break free from Professor Tofodi's support, drawing the examinees' attention.

The old wizard looked helplessly at the students watching around him, and had to help Harry out of the auditorium and into the foyer outside. He looked at Harry sympathetically and whispered, "You're just because the pressure on the exam is too much, young man." Go get a glass of ice water and calm yourself down. "

Meanwhile, in the hallway leading to the Hogwarts Library, Hermione followed Levine with a look of remorse.

"You shouldn't have let me come out with you so early, I'll only check it a second time!" she complained.

Levine shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, and Hermione looked particularly nervous every time she encountered an exam, "Don't worry, Miss Know-It-All." I promise you'll get O's. It's just O.W.Ls exam, it's not N.E.W.T, you should be more confident in yourself. Do you think you're still no match for Bill or Percy of the Weasleys?"

Hermione listened to Levin's words, and the tension in her heart did not lessen in the slightest.

"What if?" she said worriedly, "Penelope has won all the N.E.W.T, and if I make a mistake in the O.W.Ls." "

"Ahem......"

Just when Levine didn't know how to comfort Hermione, a sweet cough suddenly came from breaking the awkward silence of 553.

"Dolores?" Levine looked to see Umbridge, the new Headmaster of Hogwarts, standing next to an ornately decorated pillar, smiling at him with an almost flattering smile.

"Professor Green, please forgive me for interrupting. After the hasty greetings, there was a hint of eagerness in Umbridge's voice, "I sincerely hope that you will carefully consider Harry Potter's request to join your electives. "

Hermione felt that she was being ignored by Umbridge. Hearing this, she finally couldn't help but raise her hand and show her presence to the new headmaster: "I'm sorry, Headmaster Umbridge, but the Arcane Magic class is not an N.E.W.T course, it is an elective course open to all students who are interested in improving their strength. I think students are eligible to take this course if they want to, don't they?"

Umbridge opened her mouth to say something, but Levin spoke first.

Umbridge opened her mouth, as if to retort, but Levin spoke before her: "Dolores, I think you should have heard clearly, right?"

He shook his head and said in a firm tone, "I don't want to change my own rules because of someone's personal wishes. "

Although Levin rejected Umbridge, he wondered why the other person would ask such a question.

Based on Levin's knowledge of Harry's personality, he knew that Harry would most likely refuse to come to his arcane magic lessons—even if he convinced Harry of reason—and that Harry would still stick to his principles out of loyalty and respect for Dumbledore.

Umbridge looked at Levin's determined eyes, knowing that he couldn't convince him to change his mind, so he had to hold back the disappointment and anger in his heart, and tried to maintain the smirk on his face: "Professor Green, since this is your class, of course I will respect your decision. Excuse me. "

Umbridge still whispered goodbye in a sweet and greasy voice, as if to tell Levine that she was not upset by his rejection.

However, Levine keenly caught it, narrowing his eyes slightly as Umbridge turned to leave, and glanced at Hermione quickly.

This subtle gesture revealed her true thoughts in her heart.

At this time, Hermione gently tugged at Lalevin's sleeve, trying to break the awkward atmosphere,

"Let's go, Levin, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly become so serious?" she asked with concern.

Levine came back to his senses and tried to squeeze out a smile, "Ah, nothing, let's go, Hermione." I'm just curious, have you heard her mention at Gryffindor that Harry wants to take my elective?"

He casually made up a reason to hide his inner turmoil.

However, he didn't tell Hermione that Umbridge couldn't help but curse Hermione in his heart when he was leaving.

Although it was only a brief outburst of emotion, Levin's psychic abilities keenly captured the message.

When Levine and Hermione arrived at the library, Harry had just left the auditorium for the exam.

He hurried up the marble staircase and down the hallway, provoking the portraits and house ghosts next to him to whisper scolding, his face full of anxiety and nervousness, because something more important awaited him.

As soon as he burst into Professor McGonagall's office, Harry couldn't wait to ask, "Professor McGonagall, can you contact Headmaster Dumbledore? "

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry's anxious look and couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

"There's something to tell Albus?" she repeated Harry's words, "I'm sorry, I can't get you in touch right now. However, you can also tell me about it, and I am also your dean. "

Harry swallowed, he knew the importance of this matter, and he knew that time was pressing, but it was too weird for him to speak.

In desperation, he chose to tell the truth: "I had a dream. "

"CADG, I know you're stressful on the exam. Professor McGonagall's voice was soft and calm, and she looked at Harry's nervous and anxious expression, thinking that he was affected by the previous threat from Umbridge, "You don't have to take that pink toad threat to heart, Dumbledore will definitely be back." "

Harry heard Professor McGonagall's words, and knew she had misunderstood what he meant, and hurriedly explained, "But Professor—I dreamed that Sirius was captured by him, in the Ministry of Magic, in the Department of Mysteries...... Like the last dream, I felt it happening! I couldn't get in touch with him, I ......."

Harry's voice trembled, and he couldn't imagine what his godfather was suffering.

Professor McGonagall's face became solemn when she heard this.

She pushed her glasses, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll contact the Order of the Phoenix and ask them to confirm what you said, and see if they can contact Blake." "

As she spoke, she looked up at Harry again, a flash of worry in her eyes.

She thought of the possibility that Dumbledore had told the Order of the Phoenix before, so she couldn't help but remind Harry, "Don't worry too much, Kingsley Shackle told us what kind of surveillance system the Ministry of Magic has installed since the last attack on Arthur, which can monitor everything that happens to the Ministry of Magic in real time. It's still afternoon, it's their time to work, and the mystery man probably won't choose to torture your godfather in the Department of Mysteries at this time. "

However, Harry did not feel the slightest comfort when he heard Professor McGonagall's words.

He looked at the professor and said eagerly, "Professor McGonagall, the Department of Mysteries is like no man's land at all times! Maybe Voldemort used an invisibility cloak......"

"Potter, while Professor Snape doesn't want to teach you Occlumency anymore, I can help you practice if you want. Professor McGonagall looked at Harry, a hint of concern flashing in her eyes, "I'm not proficient in this, but you should be more than enough to guide you. After all, if you don't practice harder, you're likely to fall into the illusion deliberately planted by the mysterious person. "

"Now, I recommend you go outside and bask in the sun to relax your tense nerves. "

She said, looking up at the sun sinking in the west outside the window, "It's five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun is just right." The Ministry of Magic should be busy at this time, and the officials are all dealing with various matters. Still, I'll heed your warnings and try to reach out to Sirius Black or the rest of the Order of the Phoenix. "

When Harry heard this, a warm current welled up in his heart, and he knew that Professor McGonagall genuinely cared about his safety and well-being.

However, he did not do what Professor McGonagall told him to do. Instead, Professor McGonagall's persuasion that he wanted him to continue practicing Occlumency led him to believe that the professor did not fully understand the gravity of the situation he was talking about.

He decided to immediately return to the Gryffindor common room to discuss with Ron.

In the Hogwarts Library, Levine and Hermione sat side by side, forced to answer each other for the history of magic exam.

The air was filled with the scent of books, and the rustle of a quill on the paper echoed in their ears.

Suddenly, Levine looked up and noticed the arrival of Ravenclaw's house ghost, Lady Gray.

She was dressed in a flowing robe, and her silver-white hair shimmered softly in the dim light. She nodded softly at Levine as she passed Levine and Hermione's desk.

Levine also nodded slightly at the elegant female ghost, "Thank you for your help, Lady Helena. "

Helena Ravenclaw stopped, turned around slowly, with a faint smile on her face, and her eyes revealed a bit of kindness and tenderness: "Just call me Helena, that's what my mother calls me." "

Levin was a little at a loss, he hesitated for a moment, and tentatively changed his words: "Uh...... Sorry, Helena?"

Helena nodded slightly, seemingly pleased with Levin's salutation. Then she turned and floated towards the wall, through the wall, and disappeared into the dim room.