Thalia PoV

The class was silent as they walked into Defense class. Umbridge was already seated at the teachers desk, in a fluffy pink cardigan and a black bow.

"Good morning class." She said in her sickly sweet voice. There were a few 'Good morning's.

"Tut, tut. That won't do, now, will it? I should like you, please, to reply, 'Good morning Professor Umbridge'. One more time, please. Good morning class!"

"Good morning, Professor Umbridge." Everyone said. I made sure that I said it with as much sarcasm as possible.

"There, now. That wasn't too hard, was it? Wands away and quills out, please." All of the wizards looked very disappointed. I searched in my bag for my quill and parchment.

"Found it!" I yelled out, and then blushes when I realised I had said it aloud.

"Miss Grace, please sit down in your seat and stop disrupting the class." Pink toad said.

"It's Thalia, not 'Miss Grace'." I said.

"Miss Grace, sit down right now!" She said. "You are disrupting the class!" She said, her face turning red.

"Well, since 1) we have not actually started anything, I am not disrupting anything, and 2) do I look like I care?" I said. Professor Umbridge huffed and turned away.

"Now, class, copy down the following, please." She said and waved her wand, and on the board appeared the words:

Course Aims:

1) Understanding the principles underlying Defensive magic

2) Learning to recognise situations in which defensive magic can be legally used

3) Placing the use of defensive magic in a context for practical use

Everyone was silent for a bit, writing it down. When everyone had it copied down, Umbridge asked the class,

"Has everyone got a a copy of Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard?" A few people said that they did, but apart from that it was silent.

"I think we'll try that again. When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer 'Yes Professor Umbridge', or 'No Professor Umbridge'. Does everybody have a copy of Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard?" She asked.

"Yes Professor Umbridge." Everybody answered.

"Good. I should like you to turn to page 5 and read 'Chapter 1, Basics for Beginners'."

"But-" I started.

"Miss Grace, if you have something to say, I expect you to put your hand up." Umbridge said. I reluctantly put my hand up.

"Yes Miss Grace." Umbridge said after a few minutes of waiting.

"Once again, two things. 1) It's Thalia, not Miss Grace. 2) We," I said and pointed at all of the demigods, "are dyslexic. We can't read."

"Now, Miss Grace, if you expect me to treat you differently just because your father is a god - which, by the way, is complete nonsense - you are going to be disappointed. And don't be silly. Everyone can read. Else how would you be able to succeed in anything? Also, you now have a weeks detention." Toad said.

"Um-" Annabeth started, but was cut off.

"Hand up!" Umbridge said. I out my hand up again.

"Yes Miss Chase?"

"Professor, dyslexia is a known disease in the muggle world. Saying that you do not know what it is means that they are much more advanced than you, which personally, I say that it is. And didn't you see our display in the Great Hall? If not we would be more than happy to show you." Annabeth said in an evil voice. I nodded my head, saying that I agreed that mortals are more advanced than wizards. All the other demigods started getting evil looks in their eyes, probably thinking about what they would do if she said yes.

"Thalia," Percy whispered to me, "you look like your head is going to come off, the way you're nodding." I glared at him but stopped nodding.

"I would be happy to see your little display. And you may have detention with Miss Grace." Umbridge said, not noticing our evil looks. I remembered that she had been unconscious for most of the time.

"It's Thalia!"

"But she didn't do anything wrong." Percy said in Defense (Ha! Get it? I'm so punny.) of Annabeth and me.

"You may have detention too." Umbridge said.

"I'll go first." Leo said, a maniacal look in his eyes, referring to what Umbridge said before.. He summoned fire in his hands and started throwing to at Umbridge.

"I bags going next!" I said. Annabeth rolled her eyes at my childishness. When Leo had finished, all the pink had turned black (which I think is a big improvement), and Umbridge had burns all over her. I got up before anyone could say anything and charged my arrows with electricity, and fired them one after the other at Umbridge.

"That's for making me angry, and for calling me Miss Grace." I said satisfactorily. All the wizards looked at me warily.

"You attack people when they get you angry?" One boy-Seamus, I think his name is- asked slowly.

"Oh yeah." Percy answered for me. "Remember that Capture the Flag game where I went after the Hunters flag when I was supposed to be guarding and then the Hunters got our flag and you called lightning down on me and said it was an accident and then I summoned a 40 foot wave on you and said it was an accident?" We both sighed.

"Those were the good old days." I said and Percy nodded.

Professor Umbridge got up slowly and said, "Class Dismissed..." And then she fell back down. We all ran down the hall and outside to Care of Magical Creatures.

What are they learning about in Care of Magical Creatures this year?