Don’t say, hanging a toad upside down is indeed quite fun.

Even if not for the impending danger, purely for the upcoming O.W.Ls, Harry thinks he can’t let Umbridge continue to wreak havoc.

"Alright, now I announce." Harry stepped onto the podium, gesturing with his hand to signal everyone to stop giggling.

The students, indeed, gave Harry some face, after all, he was last year’s undisputed champion of the Triwizard Tournament, plus Harry’s strength always regarded highly among them, so his prestige...

They looked up, wanting to hear what Harry had to say.

"I can’t deal with the affairs of other years for now, but for the fifth year." Harry cleared his throat and continued, "With O.W.Ls around the corner, we need an excellent wizard with enough strength to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Draco, sitting below, suddenly had a lightbulb moment, he promptly raised his hand high.

The students were quite surprised, usually, the ones who spoke up eagerly in every class were the academic achievers like Hermione.

What is Draco up to with this flying broomstick?

"Oh, Mr. Malfoy." Harry said very formally, "May I ask, what question do you have?"

At Harry’s question, Draco cleared his throat.

"You just mentioned ’a wizard with enough strength,’ so, sir, aren’t you the wizard with enough strength?"

What the heck?

The students couldn’t help but feel a jolt.

No wonder the Malfoy family is regarded as the benchmark of pure-blood families, look at this insight...

Ron was even more surprised, his mouth was gaping wide enough to fit a walrus.

"Me?" Harry was somewhat surprised, to be honest, he hadn’t intended to make himself this professor, but planned to invite Cassandra back to Hogwarts, at least to serve as the fifth year’s professor.

"Yes, Harry!" Hermione said happily, "Your teaching in the Dueling House has already proven your ability, I think you definitely have the strength and the qualification to be our professor!"

"Yeah! Yeah!" "That’s right, Harry!" "Harry, just teach us!" The students chimed in.

"I say you should seek someone more skilled, I really am not being modest." Harry sighed, "I’m still a fifth-year student, how did you end up nominating me to be Hogwarts’ Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"But your strength is already enough!" Draco shouted, "Anyone unwilling to support Mr. Potter becoming our professor is an enemy of the Malfoy family!"

Oh, you guy...

Harry rubbed his forehead, you really have no idea what I’m planning, huh!

However, other students didn’t think so, the Slytherin students, fearing peace, all expressed their support, even someone like Theodore Nott, who usually didn’t speak much, began supporting Harry to be their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"You, what are you all doing!" Professor Umbridge, who was hanging upside down, roared angrily, "What are you doing! I am the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! I am the Ministry of Magic appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"Oh, to hell with the Ministry of Magic!" Millicent of Slytherin mocked, "What Ministry of Magic, it’s just a bunch of fools! Letting a toad like you teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts, I reckon the Ministry of Magic is doomed sooner or later!"

"I think." The always outspoken Bruce said, "The Ministry of Magic is blind to its own situation, by Merlin, extending their hand into Hogwarts, are they up to something shady? Or does Fudge want to turn Hogwarts into his personal talent pool?"

This statement was quite sinister, even if Umbridge was incompetent, she knew not to respond to this.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall suddenly appeared at the doorway of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Extremely detrimental!"

She trembled her lips, used several decurses but still couldn’t bring down Umbridge.

"Who did this!"

"Oh, Professor McGonagall." Ron stepped out, "Of course it’s me, I’ve had enough of this pink toad, parroting everything and forcing us into paper battles, I don’t get why Hogwarts would allow such a nincompoop into the school to serve as a professor, isn’t this a betrayal of the founding principles of Hogwarts?"

"Fifty points from Gryffindor!" Professor McGonagall said angrily.

"We did it too!" Hanna Abbo from Hufflepuff, enjoying the spectacle, stood out and admitted along with Susan Burns beside her.

Ravenclaw students also stood up, and Slytherins weren’t to be outdone.

"Oh, Minerva."

Dumbledore, who appeared at the door at some point, waved his hand, bringing Umbridge down.

"I don’t think deducting points from the students is wise, after all... Hogwarts needs to respect the opinions of the students, especially when it is a unanimous request from all four houses."

While speaking, Dumbledore winked at the students in the classroom.

"Of course, attacking a professor in class is indeed not correct, so... each of the four houses will have fifty points deducted, do you have any objections?"

"Of course not, Professor," everyone said in unison.

If points were taken away from one house, it would indeed be a punishment.

But deducting points from all houses together, that’s really not a punishment at all.

"Of course." Dumbledore said again, "As I’ve always said, Hogwarts will not ignore students’ opinions, so... hmm, now let’s proceed to a vote, democracy has always been our policy, those willing to support Professor Umbridge remaining at the school, please raise your hand."