Book 5: Harry Potter reader insert

Chapter 8: Wands Away

"Wands away and quills out" Umbridge said in her overly sweet voice. "It seems you haven't had an adequate teacher in a long while. That will however change this year. I will be teaching you a ministry approved course to prepare you for for O.W.L.s. Please copy this down" she said flicking her wand.

Umbridge then proceeded to tell them to read the first chapter of the book. (Y/n) pulled his out and blankly swept his gaze across the page, not reading a single word.

He looked up and realized Hermione hadn't even opened her book yet. She sat staring at Umbridge with her hand up.

"Did you want to ask something about the chapter dear?" She asked Hermione after waiting a few minutes.

"Not about the chapter" she said.

"Well we are reading now" Umbridge Said, and (Y/n) could hear the anger underneath her sickly sweet voice.

"It's about your course aims" Hermione said ignoring her.

Umbridge raised an eyebrow. "And your name is?"

"Hermione Granger" She replied.

"Well Miss Granger, I think the course aims are perfectly clear if you read them through"

"Well I don't. There is nothing about using defensive spells" Hermione said determined.

"Using defensive spells?!" Umbridge said as if Hermione had suggested a satanic ritual "why I can't think of a single reason why you would need to use a defensive spell in my classroom"

"We're not using magic?" Ron said loudly.

"Students raises their hands when the want to speak Mr?"

"Wesley" Ron replied trusting his hand into the air.

"So no wands then?" Ron asked.

"Why would you need them?" Umbridge countered Ron. Hermione raised her hand again.

"Yes Miss Granger, you had another question?"

"Yes, surely the whole point of Defensive Against the Dark Arts is to practice defensive spells" Hermione said.

"Are you a ministry trained educational expert, Miss Granger?" Umbridge asked, still keeping up her sweet voice.

"No but-"

"Well then I'm afraid you are not qualified to determine the whole point of this class" Umbridge said with a slight laugh. "You will be learning defensive spells in a secure risk free way"

"What's the use of that!" Harry joined in loudly. "If we're going to be attacked it won't be risk free-"

"Hand Mr Potter!" Umbridge said cutting him off.

"Well like Harry said" Dean added in. "If we're going to be attacked it won't be it a risk free-"

"I repeat, do you expect to get attacked in my class?" Umbridge said.

"Isn't there a practical part of the O.W.L.?" Parvati asked.

"As long as you have studied the theory you will be fine" Umbridge said.

"And what goods theory in the real world?" Harry said loudly.

"This is school, not the real world Mr. Potter"

"So we're not supposed to be prepared for what's waiting out there?" Harry said

"There is nothing waiting out there for you Mr Potter"

"Oh yeah? Let me think. How about lord Voldemort?" Harry said angrily.

"Ten points from Gryffindor Mr Potter. No let me make this clear, you have been told that a certain dark wizard has returned, that is a lie"

(Y/n) raised his hand into the air politely. Umbridge looked at him for a second. "Yes Mr?"

"(L/n)" (Y/n) replied.

"Yes thank you for raising your hand Mr. (L/n). Now do you have something to say?"

"Yes, I think you are right" (Y/n) said, surprising everyone, and making Harry glare at him.

"Thank you Mr. (L/n)" Umbridge said smiling.

"Yeah Cedric Diggory, a perfectly health young man, simply decided that he no long wanted to live. He just decided to drop dead-"

"Thank you Mr. (L/n)" Umbridge a tad more aggressively cutting him off.

(Y/n) then stuck his left hand into the air "Yeah and do you remember the day I got bored and cut my arm off? Yeah good times. I've been thinking about cutting off the other one, you know balance it out"

"Thank you Mr (L/n), that is enough" Umbridge said, and she turned back to continue talking.

"No that's not enough" (Y/n) said. "Doesn't that make perfect sense?" (Y/n) said standing up and turning to the others.

"It makes perfect sense, just take Voldemort out of the equation, and everything make so much sense" (Y/n) said sarcastically.

"Ten points from Gryffindor Mr (L/n). Now sit down!" Umbridge said to him anger.

"No" (Y/n) said simply to her. She stood there and blinked for a second, as if no one had ever talked back to her.

"Tell me, how do you explain this evidence?"

"The dangerous of using defensive magic in an uncontrolled environment" Umbridge said.

"Then explain this!" (Y/n) said as he took his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt to show the scars on his chest that spelt out traitor.

"Consequences of using magic without properly knowing how. Now the-"

(Y/n) snorted "Yeah that makes loads of sense, the magic backfire and wrote out a perfectly legible word on my chest. Yeah that makes loads of sense"

"Detention for spreading lies Mr (L/n) now I suggest you sit down."

"It's not a lie" Harry said standing up too.

"Detention to you too Mr Potter, now please take your seats" Umbridge said.

"Voldemort killed Cedric in cold blood" Harry said defiantly.

"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accide-"

"Bull. Shit." (Y/n) said to her.

"Ten more points from Gryffindor, now I think you better what your language Mr (L/n)" Umbridge said clearly ticked off.

"Now then everything they two have said are lies. I can assure you that he who must not be named has not returned" Umbridge stated for the class.

"You are an amazing teacher Professor Umbridge" (Y/n) said to her. Umbridge stared at him.

"I thought I might as well say that, at it seems we are just lying to everyone Umbridge."

"That is enough Mr (L/n) you will address me with the respect I deserve-"

"I'm sorry I can't do that Umbridge, you told me not to swear earlier" (Y/n) interrupt defiantly.

"Come here Mr (L/n). You too Mr Potter." Umbridge said pulling out two pieces of pink parchment. "Take these to Professor McGonagall"

"An actual Professor" (Y/n) muttered and he grabbed his bag and snatched the parchment from Umbridge.

As (Y/n) got to the door he pulled out his wand, lit the paper on fire, and threw it onto the ground before walking out of the room.

"Detention for a week!" She shouted at (Y/n) as he walked down the hall.