Danny felt pity for the others, really. He was the only one, who was able to sleep after Umbridge's outburst last night. Everyone else had bags under their eyes during breakfast. Some people looked at him with envy. He poured himself some coffee and took a newspaper. From the front page,  Dolores Umbridge was smiling widely and blinking slowly at him from beneath the headline.

MINISTRY SEEKS EDUCATIONAL REFORM

DOLORES UMBRIDGE APPOINTED

FIRST EVER HIGH INQUISITOR

Danny raised an eyebrow. Well, if it's something like Nightingale, he has nothing to worry about. He continued to read.

'In a surprise move last night the Ministry of Magic passed new legislation giving itself an unprecedented level of control at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"The Minister has been growing uneasy about goings-on at Hogwarts for some time," said Junior Assistant to the Minister, Percy Weasley. "He is now responding to concerns, voiced by anxious parents, who feel the school may be moving in a direction they do not approve of."

This is not the first time in recent weeks that the Minister, Cornelius Fudge, has used new laws to effect improvements at the wizarding school. As recently as 30th August, Educational Decree Number Twenty-two was passed, to ensure that, in the event of the current Headmaster being unable to provide a candidate for a teaching post, the Ministry should select an appropriate person.

"That's how Dolores Umbridge came to be appointed to the teaching staff at Hogwarts," said Weasley last night. "Dumbledore couldn't find anyone so the Minister put in Umbridge, and of course, she's been an immediate success...'

That did it. Danny burst into laughing. Wiping tear from his eye, he continued.

'...an immediate success, totally revolutionising the teaching of Defence Against the Dark Arts and providing the Minister with on-the-ground feedback about what's really happening at Hogwarts."

It is this last function that the Ministry has now formalised with the passing of Educational Decree Number Twenty-three, which creates the new position of Hogwarts High Inquisitor.

"This is an exciting new phase in the Minister's plan to get to grips with what some are calling the falling standards at Hogwarts," said Weasley. "The Inquisitor will have powers to inspect her fellow educators and make sure that they are coming up to scratch. Professor Umbridge has been offered this position in addition to her own teaching post and we are delighted to say that she has accepted"

The Ministry's new moves have received enthusiastic support from parents of students at Hogwarts.

"I feel much easier in my mind now that I know Dumbledore is being subjected to fair and objective evaluation," said Mr. Lucius Malfoy, 41, speaking from his Wiltshire mansion last night. "Many of us with our children's best interests at heart have been concerned about some of Dumbledore's eccentric decisions in the last few years and are glad to know that the Ministry is keeping an eye on the situation"

Among those eccentric decisions are undoubtedly the controversial staff appointments previously described in this newspaper, which have included the employment of werewolf Remus Lupin, half-giant Rubeus Hagrid and delusional ex-Auror, "Mad-Eye" Moody.

Not mentioning ridiculous decision about accepting an exchange student. Daniel Work has already proved to be a troubled child, insulting Professor Umbridge and poisoning the students. His attitude makes us question his sanity'

Everyone around was waiting for Phantom's reaction. They expected him to burn the newspaper or start shouting in anger. Yes, he shouted, however...

"OMG, guys! I'm all over the news!"

All students facepalmed.

Potions went well, for him, at least. Poor Harry got a 'D', which is 'Dreadful'. Danny got an 'O', since his homework was perfect. And it has nothing to do with him being Slytherin.

There was Divination next. Danny was excited to learn that, since it reminded him about Clockwork. At least twenty small, circular tables were crammed inside Divination classroom, all surrounded by chintz armchairs and fat little pouffes. Everything was lit with dim, crimson light; the curtains at the windows were all closed, and the many lamps were draped with dark red scarves. It was stiflingly warm, and the fire which was burning under the crowded mantelpiece was giving off a heavy, sickly sort of perfume as it heated a large copper kettle. The shelves running around the circular walls were crammed with dusty-looking feathers, stubs of candles, many packs of tattered playing cards, countless silvery crystal balls and a huge array of teacups.

It was funny, how wizards needed so much for seeing the future, when he could just watch historical events on a screen with a bowl of popcorn in his hands.

"I still think that this is waste of time," Phantom heard Hermione saying. He turned his head to face her.

"What makes you think so?"

"You can't see the future, because it can be changed," Danny chuckled.

"No doubt it can. Let's think a little bit, you can picture a drawing in your mind, but you are also changing some details, as you continue to draw. You can even get something completely different. Plus, you haven't really changed the time two years ago," Phantom laughed at the trio's shocked faces. How did he know?

Professor Umbridge emerged through the trapdoor in the floor. The class, which had been talking cheerily, fell silent at once. The abrupt fall in the noise level made Professor Trelawney, who had been wafting about handing out copies of The Dream Oracle, look round.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney," said Professor Umbridge with her wide smile. "You received my note, I trust? Giving the time and date of your inspection?"

Professor Trelawney nodded curtly and, looking very disgruntled, turned her back on Professor Umbridge and continued to give out books. Still smiling, Professor Umbridge grasped the back of the nearest armchair and pulled it to the front of the class so that it was a few inches behind Professor Trelawney's seat. She glared at Danny, who smiled innocently. If it was a cartoon, he would have a nymbus above his head.

Phantom was disappointed. This methods of foreseeing were rubbish. Dream diary? Really? The dreams about the future are easy to understand. You don't need to search some secret meaning.

"Now," said Umbridge, looking up at Trelawney, "you've been in this post how long, exactly?"

"Nearly sixteen years," she answered with her arms crossed.

"Quite a period," said Professor Umbridge, making a note on her clipboard, "So it was Professor Dumbledore who appointed you?"

"That's right," said Professor Trelawney shortly.

Professor Umbridge made another note.

"And you are a great-great-granddaughter of the celebrated Seer Cassandra Trelawney?"

"Yes," said Professor Trelawney, holding her head a little higher.

Another note on the clipboard.

"But I think...correct me if I am mistaken...that you are the first in your family since Cassandra to be possessed of Second Sight?"

"These things often skip...er...three generations," said Professor Trelawney.

Professor Umbridge's toadlike smile widened.

"Of course," she said sweetly, making yet another note, "Well, if you could just predict something for me, then?" And she looked up enquiringly, still smiling.

Professor Trelawney stiffened as though unable to believe her ears. "I don't understand you," she said, clutching convulsively at the shawl around her scrawny neck.

"I'd like you to make a prediction for me," said Professor Umbridge very clearly.

"Oh, oh, I can!" Exclaimed Danny and put his fingers on his temples, as if thinking, and closing his eye, "I see...mmm...how Peeves drops a bucket with glue...mmm...on your head," he said with 'mysterious' voice.

"Mr. Work, quiet!" Dolores barked.

"Are you still angry for yesterday?" Danny said in fake sadness, "But I'm warning you..."

"I said QUIET! Now, Professor?"

"The Inner Eye does not See upon command!" she said in scandalised tones.

"I see," said Professor Umbridge softly, making yet another note on her clipboard.

"I...but...but...wait!" said Professor Trelawney suddenly, in an attempt at her usual ethereal voice, though the mystical effect was ruined somewhat by the way it was shaking with anger. "I ... I think I do see something ... something that concerns you ... why, I sense something ... something dark ... some grave peril ..."

Professor Trelawney pointed a shaking finger at Professor Umbridge who continued to smile blandly at her, eyebrows raised.

"I am afraid...I am afraid that you are in grave danger!" Professor Trelawney finished dramatically.

There was a pause. Professor Umbridge surveyed Professor Trelawney.

"Right," she said softly, scribbling on her clipboard once more. "Well, if that's really the best you can do..."

She turned away, leaving Professor Trelawney standing rooted to the spot, her chest heaving. But halls were yet again filled with Dolores' screams and yelling.

"I WARNED YOU!" Danny shouted. Needless to say, DADA was canceled for today.

-Laterr-

It was a dark room with one candle being the only source of light. There were five figures in dark cloaks hiding their faces, one of them was floating in the air.

"Looks like our friend has done well today," the one said.

"What I don't understand is why are we wearing this clothes in the dark closet," said the second, taking off the hood and revealing Lee Jordan.

"It was for dramatical effect!" Snapped Danny.

"Oi, looks like we have a drama queen here," added Peeves.

"Burned!" Exclaimed Weasley twins, laughing.

"MOVING ON! You should know why we are here"

"Eh, noo," everyone around answered. Phantom sighed.

"We all want to get rid of Umbridge, right?" At their nods, Danny continued.

"That's the reason of our meeting. We need to unite our efforts to achieve our goals. We need UGH"

"Is something wrong?"

"No, it's just the name - Umbridge Go Home"

"Despite stupid name, we are in!"

-Latteerr-

It took them a few weeks to smuggle all the stuff. When there are stinking janitor with scary cat and 'High Inquisitor' breathing down their necks, it may be hard. But UGH members were smarter than them. Danny asked Clockwork to deliver pranking items to the special point in the Forbidden Forest. He was the one to pick them up, because he had the biggest chances of surviving. From there Phantom carried the stuff to the Peeves' hideout, impressing his comrades with his stealth skills.

Danny wanted to sleep at night, so he was smuggling during middle of the lunch. With the paper box being invisible, Phantom was walking through the stony corridors of the castle. He then saw some first year girl in Hufflepuff robes, who was rubbing the back of her wrist. Danny knew, what that meant, and he felt the anger building up inside.

"Hey there," Phantom said softly, coming closer.

"H-hello," she was slightly afraid of him because of his crazy acts.

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes...I mean no...I...got a detention with Professor Umbridge," looks like Danny's suspicions were correct. He kept neutral face, but there was a burning inferno on the inside. It was okay when Dolores tried to torture him, but now she crossed the line. NOBODY messes with Phantom's obsession. To protect the others.

"Let me see your hand," she reluctantly gave it.

"It might feel unusual, but everything is going to be alright"

Danny's eye started to emit icy blue glow, the same one around her wrist. The girl immediately felt cold. The tingly sensation spreaded through the whole 'wound'. Seconds later, all this sensations dissappeared along with pain. The only reminders were red writings on the back of her wrist.

"Th-thank you," she said. Danny smiled.

"You are welcome. By the way, are there any others with the same wounds?"

The girl's name was Emily. She told Phantom about some of her housemates, causing a devious plan to appear in halfa's head.

When Danny came for dinner, he was greeted by Hermione near the doors of the Great Hall.

"So, did you want to talk with me?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to ask you to come in some place during the Hogsmeade trip"

"Hm, okay, what's that place?"

"The Hog's Head"