A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy:))

Chapter 92: Badly thought plan

Hermione's idea with the charmed Galleons was brilliant. The next few meetings were planned by us, and were announced via the coins. We made a lot of progress with the Expelliarmus, and Neville soon became one of the best with the spell.

Umbridge definitely knew something was going on, but didn't know what and it was driving her crazy. Her smile was even more sickeningly sweet, if that was possible, and the things that got out of her mouth made it creepier day by day. But it also meant she became more paranoid. She gave a lot of new educational decrees, and soon there was barely any space left on the wall at the entrance.

Some of her decrees were outright ridiculous:

"Any student leaving for or getting back from a Hogsmeade trip must first go through a thorough check by the members of the Inquisitorial Squad, to make sure they don't take or bring anything forbidden or dangerous in the school." e.d. nr. 36

"No loud noises are permitted in the halls between classes." e.d. nr. 14

"All boys and girls will have proper school attire, including tucked shirts, robes with or without hat, knee socks, and skirts no shorter than 8 cm above the knee." e.d. nr. 18

"Boys and girls are not permitted to be within 16 cm of each other" (that was an obviously poorly though decree, or she just refused with stubbornness to acknowledge that all the couples in the school were straight) e.d. nr. 42

But we couldn't say anything, because she was sent by the ministry. Others didn't think of that, apparently.

One day, we were having lunch in the Great Hall, when we head someone talking rather loud in the entrance hall.

"What are you trying to insinuate?" the high pitched voice was having the same effect on our ears as long, pointy nail dragged across a blackboard. People crowded in the hall to see what was happening: students from all the houses, ghosts, and even teachers, all watching attentively what was happening on the grand staircase. Minnie , tall, imposing, dressed in her emerald green robes and with her pointy black hat, was looking at Umbridge in anger, with a shadow of shock in her eyes. On the other side, the toad, short, looking, frankly, like a taller and short, curly, chestnut haired pig. She was a step higher than Minnie, and looked at her with pride, her straight back giving the sensation of someone with a stick up their arse. She wasn't even nearly as imposing as the other woman, but her "higher status" in the school gave her an advantage. But the Transfiguration teacher wasn't going to let her win just like that.

"I'm not insinuating anything. I'm just telling you that such kind of barbaric medieval methods of punishment have been outlawed long ago. You may sometimes be above us, but you are not above law." she said, stepping up a stair, her feet now on the same level as the other woman.

"I have been sent by the ministry here to check on the school. The situation of Hogwarts," she said, turning to us " is much worse than I thought. Major changes have to be made here. And I will do that, as authorized by Cornelius Fudge, the minister of magic. No matter what kind of methods I use, this school has to change for the better. "

Obviously horrified, Minnie stepped down. After a few minutes of staring at them, the crowd began to leave the hall and go back to their lunch. Umbridge left for her office and I walked up to the woman that brought me up.

"Professor, are you ok?"

A few moments later, she turned her face to me. The shocked expression left her face for the most part, but her eyes told a story of deep fear and dark realization. I put a hand on her arm, trying to bring her back.

"It won't be as easy to get rid of her as we thought. This woman is going to rip off each and every part of whatHogwarts means. It will be a miracle if she leaves before destroying this school as we know it."

"I have a question though. What were you talking to her about?"

"About the blood quills. Their use as punishment has been forbidden over two hundred years ago. If we'd go by the law, she'd be in front of the Wizengamont now. But we obviously aren't."

"Blood quills?"

"Yes. I know about your detention with your brother. He's been to more than one, right?"

"Yes, he has, but-"

"How's your hand? That's why your homework has been so unintelligible, isn't it?"

"My hand's fine. And yes. But where do you know about the blood quills from?"

"Well,..."

"HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER!!!" I let the dormitory door slam behind me as I entered, seeing red from the anger. She was sitting on her bed, a book in her hands, and legs up the wall. Almost ayone who saw Hermione or knew her thought that she was very calm and composed most of the time. But us, her dormmates knew that wasn't true. That was actually one of her most normal positions of reading. And being a witch gave her lots of options for that.

" What?" She asked, looking at me upside down.

"I know what you did. I spoke to professor McGonagall. How could you do that? I specifically told you not to do it."

"Well, someone had to do something. We can't let her do things like that. And professor McGonagall is best suited for it."

"You do realize that now she's angrier than ever and is going to take it out on us, right? She doesn't want anyone interfering with her plans, and now a teacher stood up to her. She made the Inquisitorial Squad and all those absurd educational decrees before anyone angered her. What will she do now? We barely got permission for the Quidditch team. She'll put more students in detention. Look Mione, I know you meant well, but it's better if only two people suffer; it's not necessary for everyone to. This woman is dangerous and mad and even worse, she's got permission to do whatever she wants. Just be careful, please."

"I'll be. Sorry, I just tried to solve this. Professor McGonagall is really imposing and I thought she'll put the toad in her place."

"Well, things aren't quite what they seem anymore."