Chapter 3- No Such Thing As Too Many Ideas

Harry didn't know what to do. He was certain that they couldn't see him, yet. He decided to stay there 'til they left... Hermione and Ron actually left quite quickly. He was sure that Ron was so nervous that he would act the same way he played against Slytherin: lame. Hermione probably didn't enjoy her time... especially since she mentioned she saw the giant squid.

That was easy... Harry thought as he started getting drowsy. Too easy....

He fell into a calm and dreamless sleep.

"Harry!" A voice shouted in his ear. "Get up! What are you doing here?"

It was the early afternoon now and all the Gryffindors were doing the finishing touches on their homework.

Harry sat up in the sofa again and blinked. "What classes do we have today?"

"Miserable classes," Ron answered as though being forced to drink lava. "Double Potions! Binns! Trelawney! Worst classes of the year!"

"Well it's not that b-"

"Oh yeah and Umbridge!" Ron added hastily. Harry gulped.

"Ron! Ron, I need your help!"

"With?"

"Umbridge."

"Whatever are you going to do about her ?" Ron turned pale.

"Ooh. A little something... here's what you have to do..." Harry quickly told Ron his plan...

"Distract them?" Ron looked like he was going mad. "How?"

"Just think, Ron. Shouldn't be that hard... I would help but I'm not smart." Harry hoped that was a good enough hint. Ron, however, didn't get the message. "Just ask someone clever to help us out!"

Ron smiled and ran over to Hermione's table, which was filled with books. Harry was very unsure of where she gets them. He smiled as he formulated the plan and finished it instantly. Ron came back with Hermione a second later.

"OK Harry," Hermione said in her "I know this " tone. "I got it. Let's go to class."

"Oh c' mon! Can't we be a little late? Binns is dead boring..." Ron asked as they left the common room. Hermione looked at him in a very strict sort of manner. They entered Binns classroom and were reluctant to leave. It seemed that Umbridge had to inspect his class. ("He's dead, so she can't just fire him!" said Hermione.) The whole class drooled over their notebooks and left just as groggily.

"Time for Defense," said Ron to Hermione, "Against some Dark and Horrifying Arts."

"That's right. No one will remember what hit them," Hermione added thoughtfully, though Harry could tell that she was nervous. He only prayed that they wouldn't get caught. He started wondering why he didn't have any doubts before. They stepped inside the DADA classroom with uneager looks on their faces. The trio sat in their seats and waited.

Umbridge started going on about how wonderful Fudge was and how he made up fine laws about the defenses of the dark arts, that you shouldn't break.

Then she went on about the Unforgivable Curses.

Then she went on about loopholes to the laws.

It seemed to take forever. Hermione was looking from her left to her right waiting for the signal...

BOOM! That must've been the signal because Hermione immediately smiled and wondered out loud, "What was that?"

CRASH! The class gasped. Several got out of their seats and were pointing at the ceilings. Immediately, Ernie Macmillan came in and said, "Professor! Peeves is destroying the school vases! The Bloody Baron refuses to control him. What should we do?"

"Not to worry," said Umbridge smiling with her girlish grin. "I'll take care of this."

"Oh but Professor!" Hermione said pretending to be shocked; "Education comes first. The minister wrote that himself!"

"Very well, very well. This is going to be a tough job. All of those from the Inquisitor Squad," Umbridge said as Hermione started grinned broadly. "Stop Peeves from breaking those vases. Go." The Inquisitor's Squad left without any hesitation. Pansy was trying to look important. Malfoy had a smug look on his face.

Now, all the Slytherins were gone, and Umbridge was left with the Gryffindors who were noisy as Peeves.

"Now back to the task at hand..." said Umbridge turning to the blackboard.

"Which is?" Harry said without a bit of fear in his voice. "Why are you so immature to the Gryffindors whereas to the Slytherins, you pretend you are their queen?"

"Mind your own business, Potter! Another week's worth of-"

"I'm not going to listen to you." Harry said firmly. He would have laughed out loud if he was sure his plan had worked.

"And this comes from the mouth of a person who-"

"Was sure that Voldemort was alive." Everyone flinched when he said 'Voldemort.'

"Your word counts no more than the Dark Lord's himself. It is not your ideas that will be accounted for in my classroom!"

"Now they are! Obliviate !" Harry said smiling with concentration. Umbridge gasped in surprise as the spell hit her and then blinked. The Gryffindors smiled broadly.

"Stupefy!" Hermione's voice rang out. Umbridge now lay stunned on the floor. ("I hope I gave her a couple good bruises," said Hermione.) The Gryffindors were all cheering them on, now.

"Ennervate," Ron added quickly. The trio put their wands away as Umbridge got up to her feet shaking and biting her lip. Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged glances. Did the spell work?

"Class Dismissed," Umbridge said finally after a while.

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