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Chapter 12
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BY ORDER OF THE HIGH INQUISITOR OF HOGWARTS

All student organisations, societies, teams, groups and clubs are henceforth disbanded.

An organisation, society, team, group or club is hereby defined as a regular meeting of three or more students.

Permission to re-form may be sought from the High Inquisitor (Professor Umbridge).

No student organisation, society, team, group or club may exist without the knowledge and approval of the High Inquisitor.

Any student found to have formed, or to belong to, an organisation, society, team, group or club that has not been approved by the High Inquisitor will be expelled.

The above is in accordance with

Educational Decree Number Twenty-four.

Signed:

Dolores Jane Umbridge,

High Inquisitor

M.O.M


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On the Quidditch field that morning, the Slytherin team waited one full hour for their captain to show up. After which, Adhara sent Greengrass to find out what was keeping Montague so long, while making the rest of her teammates run drills. It was, however, met with some resistance.

"Why would we listen to you?" growled Bletchley.

Adhara regarded him with an unbothered look. The beaters, Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be backing the boy up, but Malfoy kept to himself, as he had been doing since the beginning of the season. Quiet, avoidant, it was very unlike her cousin, but Adhara didn't want to meddle in things that wasn't her business, so she didn't question him. Besides, he might be acting this way because of his father.

She returned her attention to the clipboard in her hand, a copy of their training plan that Montague had given her. "You don't have to. But if we lose the match against Gryffindor because of your lack of training then Montague won't hesitate to kick you off. Actually," she twirled the pen in her hand, "please do. I'm quite sick of seeing your face."

Bletchley grumbled, throwing his keeper's gloves on the ground and making his way to run around the field. The other three didn't move. Adhara didn't bother addressing Crabbe and Goyle - a bunch of mindless sheeps that they were - and looked directly at the blond.

"That applies to you, too, Malfoy."

The boy didn't argue back - which, again, very out of character - and followed Bletchley, his sheeps following him.

Adhara already wasn't in a good mood. The new information about Harry's detentions worried her to no extent. With no solution in mind - she doubted Harry would want to tell anyone about the matter - she spent the whole night awake, unable to sleep.

There was no way to expose Umbridge without naming Harry, and there was no way anyone would believe the words of simply one student.

Meanwhile, Greengrass returned with a very displeased looking sixth year towing her.

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