Harry was walking down to lunch, thinking about his task. Every single suggestion or complaint made by that first student had now been backed up by no fewer than twenty others. There was definitely a demand for more fictional books in the library, school trips and year based common rooms. The guest lectures idea was not proving to be quite as popular, though there were still plenty people asking for them.
In addition to those ideas, quite a few people had pitched the idea for a Tuck Shop where students could by sweets, butter-beer and other things only available to those who went on one of the thrice-annual trips to Hogsmeade.
There seemed to be quite a demand for the school's Quidditch league to be given a shake-up, thus allowing more would-be players to chance to shine. There were also calls for muggle sports, with football being the front-runner at the moment and an indoor swimming pool coming in at a close second.
Doing things for charity was also a popular option, and quite a few people were asking for the chance to be more creative, asking for art, dance and cookery classes to be made available. Added to that were the calls for classes to help with writing and spelling, for mathematics classes and for better education regarding the muggle world.
Obviously the half-bloods and Muggleborns had seized their chance with both hands.
Every member of staff now had at least one complaint against them, even Harry (though he wasn't quite sure that the two that he had stuck under his name did actually reference him, the spelling was that bad. Most likely they were written by Crabbe and Goyle.)
Harry's prediction regarding Snape had been proven accurate. The man now occupied the area of wall next to the only window in Harry's office. Harry had only gone through the first thirty five people and Snape already had a hundred and twenty seven complaints against him.
Originally Harry had planned collect all the complaints against Snape and file a report based on them which could be used to aid getting him thrown out of the castle for good. If things kept going the way they were Harry could probably save himself a lot of trouble and not right the report at all. Simply showing the Board of Governors and the Wizarding Examinations Authority the sheer number of complaints against the man would probably end up being enough to get him thrown out.
Harry rounded a corner and could not help but smile slightly as he thought "Speak of the devil and he shall appear…"
Severus Snape was marching along the corridor, his black robes billowing about him as his long greasy hair remained motionless.
Strange that.
The potions master stopped suddenly, his cold black eyes having just landed on Harry.
Harry stood his ground. This was it, the moment of truth. Would Snape obey the rules of the restraining order that Harry had gotten against him, or would the petty and vindictive man be unable to hold his tongue? They were, after all, alone in the corridor. If Snape said something and Harry complained, there was not one to back him up.
Snape's eyes narrowed, but Harry remained firm. He tightened his occlumency shields as a precaution, but felt to attempt to read his thoughts.
Finally Snape forced his gaze away from Harry and continued on, sweeping right by the bespectacled fifteen year old boy without another look.
Harry watched the man disappear around the opposite corner and smirked. Apparently you could teach and old dog new tricks.
But for how long?
So far the meeting with the Hogwarts Governors and the Wizarding Examinations Authority had gone well. They had patiently waited as Sarah had revealed hers and Harry's suspicions about Cho Chang, and both groups had approved of the planned course of action.
In fact, in order to maintain at least some of Hogwarts' reputation, Augusta Longbottom had volunteered her time so as to accompany Amelia when she met with the Chang family.
The direction of the meeting changed when Griselda Marchbanks pulled out several rolls of parchment.
"These arrived yesterday evening," she announced. She held up the largest roll of parchment and continued "This is the first of Dolores Umbridge's weekly reports on the situation of our school. I took the liberty of perusing through it all last night and to put it mildly, things are bleak within the castle.
"The other rolls of parchment contain the scores of the various tests that she has conducted with every student who takes History of Magic Class. The results are shocking to say the least, but they do, in general, correspond with what we have been seeing for years. Students are leaving Hogwarts with a far less than satisfactory education in the History of Magic."
Amelia had taken one of the smaller rolls of parchment in order to have a look "Good gracious, look at these! Nine out of thirty, seven out of thirty… eleven out of thirty… two… three… ten… zero?"
"That's not the only one to have gotten such a score, I can assure you," said Madam Marchbanks.
"It seems that we really need to tighten up the History class then," observed Augusta.
"Not just History, I am afraid," said Professor Tofty "Although the test was mainly about History, there are more than a few questions that could have come up on a test for another subject. For example, question twelve of the paper presented to the fifth year students asked what was banned by the Ministry 1965. The answer is of course the experimental breeding of magical creatures, and this should be known by any student who took Care of Magical Creatures in their third year, but most got this question wrong."
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