"You've been indulging them too much lately."
Having just finished Defence Against the Dark Arts training, Katrina and Albert emerged from the Room of Requirement and casually discussed the recent string of events. "Even I've heard about the Defence Association."
"This has little to do with me. I merely gave them some insignificant help. They formed the so-called Defence Association themselves." Albert admitted that he had given Hermione a little help, but the whole matter really had little to do with him.
"Only a ghost would believe you had nothing to do with it." Katrina did not believe the Defence Association had no connection to Albert. The fact that they used the Self-Defense Guide as a textbook to teach other students already explained a great deal.
Besides, no one else had that kind of ability.
Umbridge was nearly being driven mad.
Katrina still remembered the time they were eating when a Dungbomb landed directly on the toad's plate. The thought of it was horrifying.
Later, she heard that Dungbombs had become Hogwarts' most notorious contraband. Yet despite all Filch's efforts, he still failed to stop Dungbombs from appearing in Hogwarts Castle.
Those things were as troublesome as pests.
Don't forget, Umbridge had people inspect the students' parcels. Ordinary methods could not quietly transport large quantities of Dungbombs into Hogwarts Castle. The only possibility was through House-elves, and Katrina happened to know that Albert liked having House-elves work for him.
"When will I be able to use Silent Spells proficiently?" Katrina did not continue discussing that matter with Albert, instead changing to a topic she cared more about.
Mastering Silent Spells and truly being able to use them were two different things. To earn high marks in Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts classes, one had to know how to use