After returning from Hogsmeade Village, Harry found himself suffering from insomnia again. Besides having that damned nightmare, the matter with Cho had also taken up most of his attention.
Harry knew Hermione was right. Unless Cho dumped Cedric, he did not stand a chance. It made Harry incredibly irritable, especially whenever he saw Cedric and Cho walking arm in arm down the corridors, acting so intimate. Harry wanted nothing more than to go over and separate them, which had led him to use Calming Draughts more frequently lately.
Harry somewhat resented Hermione for bringing it up. Sometimes, slowly forgetting was a good choice.
"When are you planning to start?"
Harry turned to ask Hermione. He needed something else to distract himself, and throwing most of his energy into Quidditch practice was a good option. But after recently beginning to study the Self-Defense Guide, Harry hoped to find somewhere to practice magic.
"Everyone is free on Thursday." Hermione looked around and, after making sure no one was eavesdropping, lowered her voice. "Fred and George agreed to take me to their secret base today."
"Can we go too?" Ron interjected.
"I think it should be fine."
No sooner had Hermione finished speaking than Umbridge's furious shriek suddenly rang out in the Great Hall.
"How dare they!"
This was followed by the sound of a newspaper being ripped to pieces, along with a wave of hushed whispers. Everyone looked strangely at the toad in the teachers' seats.
"What happened to the toad?"
Harry stared in confusion at Umbridge's retreating back as she stormed away.
"You haven't seen today's paper yet, have you?" Ron fought to keep himself from laughing as he handed Harry that day's Daily Prophet.
"The toad made the papers?"
Harry took the Daily Prophet and spread it out directly on