Ms Umbridge Novels & Stories

Chris leaned down, whispering in my ear, “Mom looks like that lady who comes and takes over Hogwarts for a while. What was her name?” “Professor Umbridge?” I snorted, remembering Chris’ obsession with Harry Potter. I’m almost positive we watched every movie at least five times before I couldn’t stand it any longer. “YES!” his voice echoed around the otherwise silent space and the woman in question turned around with an unimpressed look on her face before plastering the fakest smile I’d ever seen. “Chris. Rosalind,” she chirped, “I am so glad you two could make it.” Like we had a choice.

"Good evening, I'm Amelia Bones, Director of the Department of Magic Law Enforcement. With me, I have Master Aurors Alastor Moody and Gawain Robards, Senior Aurors Kinglsey Shacklebot and Connie Hammer, and Trainee Auror Nymphadora Tonks." Director Bones concluded, presenting each red robed member of the group, the last one being a young woman with pink hair that seemed to change the color of her hair to a darker one when her name was said, quickly returning to the pink afterwards. Taking the cue, one of three Unspeakables said, shortly. "I'm Croaker, he is Gibber, and he is Buzzer." 'That was too short!' Was what passed in everyone's heads. "So, Lord Ravenclaw, you can start by explaining t

Charles asked, confusion twisting across his face. Umbriel’s hand trembled as she lowered the calabash onto the red cloth spread over the wooden floor. The dull thud echoed in the room like a final judgment. “She’s impartial,” she muttered bitterly. “Placing the kingdom in the hands of a little girl… it’s nothing less than a slap to the face.” Charles leaned forward, eyes narrowing. “So we can’t cast a spell on her?” Umbriel shook her head slowly, her silver bangles clinking with the motion. “I wish that were possible,” she whispered, her voice cracking with restrained rage. “If it was, I would’ve blinded her long ago.”

He touched the screen, hoping he would be able to touch one of the little people in it but his finger touched the glassy cover. “This whole technology thing is madness....” He said to himself but stopped as he saw Tracy coming to the front just as the music ended. She was dressed in a white gown, there was a tiara on her head and in her hand was a magical wand. She looked really sad, as if she was going to burst into tears. Everyone was waiting for her to do something but she looked terribly sad while holding the mic....

Her face, marked by experience and wisdom, was austere and coldly beautiful. I froze in my seat. Louisa let out a small gasp beside me. The woman walked to the lectern with a fluid movement and introduced herself. "Good morning, students. I am Professor Ulrike. And starting today, I will be teaching your class," she said in a strong voice. My heart began to pound. Because I knew exactly who she was. Professor Ulrike was not just a historian. She was the Supreme Leader of the Silver Fang Order. Professor Ulrike scanned the room with her gaze, and her eyes stopped on me.

“On the 14th at 11 AM on the dot.” Lukas and I approached the monitors. There Umbridge was, waiting on the corner and turning his head in every direction. He held a briefcase securely under his arm. Someone came to him wearing a hooded coat, and Umbridge followed the person outside the camera’s view. Vic swiped at the screens, switching from one building’s camera to another until she found the correct one so we could follow Umbridge to the meeting place. They both walked around the block until they entered a rundown bar.

Otherwise i have to listen to many questions i don’t even know the answer of. “Shut up, you freaking like someone?” She asks again. I nod my head. “Oh my gosh I think I know who it is!” she says excitedly. “Its Toby isn’t it.?” “Toby Arnold, the guy who ate chalk in 6th grade.. The guy who licks his fingers when no one is looking. The one who confessed he liked me in front of my class by standing on the teachers table saying ‘I like ju Shummer’ Because he has huge braces on?” I ask. She nods.”No! shit, hes gross as hell. Even grosser than me.”

Smith’s face became more and more gloomy, Linda Park panicked, and quickly added: "Actually, although that ugly woman is my assistant, she has nothing to do with me, and she was given to me by someone else, otherwise I wouldn't let such a stupid ugly womanly be my assistant." "Ugly?" James Smith looked at her deeply, a cold look that made Linda Park shiver. Linda Park said cautiously: "she's ugly, she's skinny like a skeleton, and she has a scar on her head, which is scary. If you don't believe me, ask others." Saying that, she bumped Jasmine Wells with her arm. Jasmine Wells nodded quickly: "she's really ugly." James Smith’s brows were furrowed. Alexa West glanced at him and said, "James, p

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece