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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7404056/5/Hooch nodded, then she looked up. "Gryffindor still hasn't picked a captain for this year."
"I want Potter as captain," McGonagall said loudly.
"Impossible! I banned him for life!" snapped Umbridge.
"You did what?" exclaimed Jean. She turned in her chair and eyed the toad like woman.
"That's right, I had him banned for life and you can't do anything about it. Bloody mutant shouldn't even be allowed in this school," Umbridge said with a sneer.
"What did he do to deserve such a punishment?" Jean asked through clenched teeth.
"He and one of those dreadful Weasley twins struck Draco Malfoy, a son of a noble and important man," Umbridge replied silkily. "He got what he deserved, the little sneak."
Snape sat in the corner smiling to himself.
"Well, lord knows we must cater to the sons of acknowledged Death Eaters," Jean said scathingly. "Not that it matters, Harry wasn't planning on playing anyway."
Both McGonagall and Umbridge frowned, but for different reasons.
"How dare you call someone as upstanding as Lucius Malfoy a Death Eater," Umbridge said angrily.
"Oh, please. The man was pardoned for being a Death Eater. All that means is that the government decided to ignore his crime. He should have been executed, but Fudge was nearly as corrupt as Malfoy is," Jean replied.
"What would you know?" Umbridge sneered in a haughty tone. "You're an unwelcome half breed like your bastard nephew."
Jean smiled at the woman. Several of the teachers were now openly laughing and Dumbledore was knocking on his desk trying to gain everyone's attention.
"At least I'm human," Jean said mildly. "What species were did your mother breed with? I'm guessing toad or maybe some kind of lizard."
McGonagall barked out a laugh and Umbridge stood. She pulled out her wand and stared at it unhappily. Before she could even point it at Jean, she noticed the wand had been snapped. The wand was broken near the midpoint and tilted at an angle, barely holding together.
It had been a trick that Harry had drilled into her. Using her telekinesis she could snap a wand pointed at her in a split second now.
"You must of sat on it. Someone of your size should be more careful where you put your wand, Professor," Jean offered. "Now please, stop interrupting the good Headmaster. He is trying to run a meeting."
Flitwick fell off his chair laughing while Jean turned back to Dumbledore. "I'm sorry, Headmaster. Please, do continue."
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