Wizards Everywhere

F O U R

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"We have to do something, Umbridge isn't teaching us practically anything, she just makes us read and that's it. That way we would not be prepared for something." Hermione said to her friends as they left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, the first shift of classes they had for the day, they were heading towards the Transformation room. All the students were still talking about Regina's iconic entrance to the dining room at breakfast, and it was that she had been masterful in all her splendor.

"You're right, but we can't do it without someone's help, we're not that qualified to train by our own means." Harry agreed.

"But Harry, you know how to make a patronus, you have various knowledge of spells."

"And what are these various kinds of knowledge? They are nothing Ron, nothing compared to what we have to study to know."

"We already have several colleagues who agree with us. Just see how we could train on our own." The redhead clarified.

"We'll see about it later, now let's get into class."

As they passed through the door that led to the classroom, they only found the brunette sitting at her desk, who raised her brown gaze to them. What they did not expect was that she closed the doors with a wave of her hand, leaving the four of them alone in place.

"Professor Mills..."

"What are you up to? " She asked, rising from her seat, since she saw them enter, she noticed something different in their looks, the little time she had known them, the things that Dumbledore had told her, the way they behaved when they saw Umbridge nearby and their rebellious personality, they were enough for her to know them very well. She gracefully walked down the steps and walked until she was a few steps close to them.

"I don't know what you, Professor Mills. There are students out there waiting." The redhead to avoid.

"I've put a spell to make them think they still have free time. Now tell me, what is happening? And don't even think about lying to me. I know you well enough." She laid her gaze on each one of them.

"We already told you, nothing happens..."

"Harry, you said we can trust her." Ron whispered, looking at him to make him see reason. Regina just waited for an answer, her arms crossed and her chin up.

"Umbridge isn't teaching us." Harry started to speak, and seeing the brunette's confused look, he was quick to explain. "All she does is get us to devour books, which have nothing to do with the spells we have to learn to defend ourselves. I'm just saying, the subject is called Defenses Against the Dark Arts, for some reason, right? We should be learning the theory of spells and then putting them into practice, but that is not the case."

"And what are you going to do? Be honest, I don't like lies."

"The only thing we know is that we have to train in some way, without anyone knowing, there is a small group that is willing to do so." This time the one with the surname Granger.

"Before the night falls. You and the group you have, in Hog's Head." Regina sentenced, and when the trio was about to reply, she opened the doors with a wave of her hands and the students quickly began to arrive.