Bloody baron was searching for his fellow house ghosts. After some time he found Sir Nicholas floating in Astronomy Tower.

"Nicholas!" Baron called. If he was alive, he would be panting. The Griffindor ghost turned to his friend.

"Baron? Is something wrong?" He asked.

"Well, not wrong, but very important, do you know, where Lady and Friar are?"

"Why, yes I have seen them in the Great Hall, but what's going on?"

"I will tell when we find them"

Indeed, they were currently there.

"...It's strange, though, why Peeves is so quiet recently?" Asked Grey Lady.

"Maybe he finally stepped on the right path, as I was saying," Fat Friar answered.

"Friends!" Nicholas greeted, "Baron has something important to say"

"Oh, and that will be?" Asked Lady coldly. She has her reasons for disliking Slytherin ghost.

"It concerns this student, Daniel Work," that wasn't what they were expecting.

"And what about him?" Friar inquired.

"He touched me"

"WHAT?!"

"I was wondering around the halls. Suddenly he just bumped into me!"

"And what was he doing so late?" Asked Nick, still shocked.

"Well, Daniel looked very exhausted...Wait...there was something in his hands...Golden cup...with badgers engraved on it!" He almost shouted in the end, realizing what this item was. Everyone around came to the same conclusion.

"Where did he get the Hufflepuff cup?" Asked Friar.

"I don't know, but do you think we should tell The Headmaster?"

"Definitely"

-Laaterr-

Danny felt something wet touching him. Slightly opening his eye, he saw that Cujo was licking his face.

"Cujo, what are you doing?" Phantom asked sleepily.

"Master, you are going to be late!" The puppy barked.

"What?!" He immediately jumped from his bed, took the robes on and started to walk to breakfast.

"What were you doing last night?" Asked Cujo on their way. Danny lowered his voice, so only puppy could hear it.

"I found one horcrux"

"Really? Where was it?"

"I am the first one to break inside Gringotts. It definitely will be over the news after the show I made"

"Master, look"

A large sign had been affixed to the Slytherin noticeboard, so large it covered everything else on it--the lists of secondhand spellbooks for sale, the regular reminders of school rules from Argus Filch, the Quidditch team training timetable, the offers to barter certain Chocolate Frog Cards for others, the dates of the Hogsmeade weekends and the lost and found notices. The new sign was printed in large black letters and there was a highly official-looking seal at the bottom beside a neat and curly signature.

BY ORDER OF THE HIGH INQUISITOR OF HOGWARTS

All student organisations, societies, teams, groups and clubs are

henceforth disbanded.

An organisation, society, team, group or club is hereby defined

as a regular meeting of three or more students.

Permission to re-form may be sought from the High Inquisitor

(Professor Umbridge).

No student organisation, society, team, group or club may exist

without the knowledge and approval of the High Inquisitor.

Any student found to have formed, or to belong to, an organisation,

society, team, group or club that has not been approved by

the High Inquisitor will be expelled.

The above is in accordance with Educational Decree

Number Twenty-four.

Signed: Dolores Jane Umbridge, High Inquisitor

The group of students were eyeing Danny, waiting for his reaction. Not surprisingly, he started to laugh.

"Her second name is JANE?!"

"Master, doesn't that mean that your group might have difficulties?"

"Oh, you are right, Cujo. But I don't think it should be so hard. But does it mean Quidditch is canceled as well?" Everyone got used to Danny's conversations with his dog, thinking that this is a part of his antics.

"Yes it is, but I wouldn't worry so much about it," said Draco, coming from behind,"It says that we can get permission"

"You are part of the team, right?"

"Yes, I'm seeker of Slytherin team since the second year. Are you playing?"

"Nope, never sat on the broom," that caused everyone to stare at him, "I rode the dragon, though," he added in the end, shocking the audience.

"When did it happen?" Asked Cujo.

"I will tell you later"

-Laaater-

It was immediately apparent on entering the Great Hall that Umbridge's sign had not only appeared in Gryffindor Tower. There was a peculiar intensity about the chatter and an extra measure of movement in the Hall as people scurried up and down their tables conferring on what they had read. Harry, Ron and Hermione had barely taken their seats when Neville, Dean, Fred, George and Ginny descended upon them.

"Did you see it?"

"D'you reckon she knows?"

"What are we going to do?"

They were all looking at Harry. He glanced around to make sure there were no teachers near them.

"We're going to do it anyway, of course," he said quietly.

"Knew you'd say that," said George, beaming and thumping Harry on the arm.

"The prefects as well?" said Fred, looking quizzically at Ron and Hermione.

"Of course," said Hermione coolly.

"Here come Ernie and Hannah Abbott," said Ron, looking over his shoulder. "And those Ravenclaw blokes and Smith ... and no one looks very spotty"

"Hey, guys!" Everyone jumped in surprise. Danny sure was sneaky.

"Danny? What are you doing here?" Asked Harry.

"I have bad news for you and Ron. Quidditch falls under this decree"

"What?" They both asked.

"You better be careful if you need a permission to play," Danny turned to the twins,"how is it going?"

"Everything is ready!" They said in unison.

"Good, do it according the plan," with that Phantom walked away.

"What plan?" Asked Hermione.

"You will see," they smiled micheviously. Ron knew this look WAY too good.

"Hey, look," Harry said pointing on the front page of Daily Prophet. There was a photo of the ruined hall of Gringotts.

'We all know the Gringotts bank. It's known mostly because of it's reputation of the most safe bank with perfect reputation. However yesterday, an unthinkable happened. The first succesful break in has occurred yesterday at night. Most of the details are unknown, but Ministry is working hard to find the thief.

"The robbering was very unusual," says the Minister Cornelius Fudge,"Firstly, no one entered the bank at that time. Secondly, the cart wasn't used, which is very strange, including the fact that the vault was deep inside"

The vault belongs to the house of Malfoys, who declined to comment this event. The only known detail is that only one object was stolen. Despite the Doubling and Burning curses, put on the treasury, the robber managed to get inside and out of the vault without even opening the door.

The thief also let out the dragon, who was guarding the vault. During the chaos, he or she managed to get away from there. It makes people question the safety of their own possessions and hope that this undoubtedly skillful robber wouldn't go after their wealth'

"Blamey, I didn't think I would see the day, when there will be a successful robbering," said Lee.

"Well, it was Malfoys' vault, so it can't be bad, right?" Said Harry, receiving nods of agreement.

-Laterrrrrr-

"You will notice,"said Snape, in his low, sneering voice, "that we have a guest with us today"

He gestured towards the dim corner of the dungeon and everyone saw Professor Umbridge sitting there, clipboard on her knee.

"We are continuing with our Strengthening Solution today. You will find your mixtures as you left them last lesson; it correctly made they should have matured well over the weekend, instructions," he waved his wand again "...on the board. Carry on"

Professor Umbridge spent the first half hour of the lesson making notes in her corner.

"Well, the class seem fairly advanced for their level," she said briskly to Snape's back, "Though I would question whether it is advisable to teach them a potion like the Strengthening Solution. I think the Ministry would prefer it if that was removed from the syllabus"

"Wow, Jane, I didn't think you know such long words," Danny said, not removing his eye from the potion.

"You are getting another week of detentions, Work"

"You should have noticed by now that I don't care"

"Now ... how long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?" she asked Snape, her quill poised over her clipboard.

"Fourteen years," Snape replied. His expression was unfathomable.

"You applied first for the Defence Against the Dark Arts post, I believe?" Professor Umbridge asked Snape.

"Yes," he said quietly.

"But you were unsuccessful?"

Snape's lip curled.

"Obviously"

Professor Umbridge scribbled on her clipboard.

"And you have applied regularly for the Defence Against the Dark Arts post since you first joined the school, I believe?"

"Yes," said Snape quietly, barely moving his lips. He looked very angry.

"Do you have any idea why Dumbledore has consistently refused to appoint you?" asked Umbridge.

"You can, ya know, just ask him," said Danny.

"Quiet," growled Professor Umbridge," the Ministry wants a thorough understanding of teachers'...backgrounds"

"But you asked only him, if I'm not mistaken," added Phantom. She just ignored him this time and went to ask some students.

-Later-

It was peaceful dinner. Or so people thought. Of course, UGH prepares the most merciful attack. It's the first time, after all. Danny looked at his Griffindor comrades, waiting for Umbridge to arrive. And certainly, she was approaching the table with a smile on her face.

Suddenly, the flash of light blinded everyone for a moment. Then some booming sound was heard. The whole roof was filled with lists of paper, falling on the ground. The Hall was filled with laughter, when everyone saw what was on it.

These were photos of Professor Umbridge. But they weren't usual. Instead of her head was a toad, smiling with her signature grin. And it really fit, unsurprisingly.

Dolores started to grab the photos, shouting in rage. Grave mistake. The second she touched the pictures, Umbridge was cursed. Understanding, that it was fultile to remove them, she approached the supposed organizer - Work. Danny was just eating dinner, smiling innocently. He looked up at Umbridge.

"Is something wrong, professor?" He asked.

The toad's croaking was her answer. She grabbed her mouth immediately.

"I think you should see the healer, you are returning to the way of your ancestors"

Dolores shouted in rage, which made everyone roar with laughter, because her voice still had notes of croaking. She just ran out of the Hall. Flawless victory.

-Laterr-

On the next day Harry found a place for learning. On the seventh floor, in the Room of Requirements. It was a magical, no duh, place, which could be whatever you need: bathroom, training room, etcetra, etcetra.

Currently it was just a comfy room. The walls were lined with wooden bookcases and instead of chairs the re were large silk cushions on the floor. A set of shelves at the far end of the room carried a range of instruments such as Sneakoscopes, Secrecy Sensors and a large, cracked Foe-Glass.

Most of the members have already arrived. By all the signs, it looked like he was late for an explanation.

"It's fantastic!' said Cho, and several people murmured their agreement.

"It's bizarre," said Fred, frowning around at it, "We once hid from Filch in here, remember, George? But it was just a broom cupboard then"

"Hey, Harry, what's this stuff?" asked Danny from the rear of the room, indicating the Sneakoscopes and the Foe-Glass.

"Dark detectors," said Harry, stepping between the cushions to reach them, "Basically they all show when Dark wizards or enemies are around, but you don't want to rely on them too much, they can be fooled ..."

"Pff, I have one built in," said Danny, referring to his ghost sence.

He gazed for a moment into the cracked Foe-Glass; shadowy figures were moving around inside it, though none was recognisable. He turned his back on it.

"I think we ought to elect a leader," said Hermione.

"Harry's leader," said Cho at once, looking at Hermione as though she were mad.

"Yes, but I think we ought to vote on it properly," said Hermione, unperturbed, "It makes it formal and it gives him authority. So...everyone who thinks Harry ought to be our leader?"

Everybody put up their hand, even Zacharias Smith, though he did it very half-heartedly.

"Er...right, thanks," said Harry, who could feel his face burning, "And...what,Hermione?"

"I also think we ought to have a name," she said brightly, her hand still in the air, "It would promote a feeling of team spirit and unity, don't you think?"

"Can we be the Anti-Umbridge League?" said Angelina hopefully.

"Hey! That's taken!" Shouted Phantom, causing almost everyone to look at him weirdly.

"What?"

"Me, George, Fred and Lee, along with Peeves formed UGH"

"Is something wrong?"

"NO! It's an organization to make Dolores' life here as good as hell. That's the name, Umbridge Go Home.

"It's stupid name"

"Maybe the Ministry of Magic are Morons Group?' suggested Fred, saving his comrade.

"I was thinking," said Hermione, frowning at Fred, "more of a name that didn't tell everyone what we were up to, so we can refer to it safely outside meetings"

"The Defence Association?" said Cho. 'The DA for short, so nobody knows what we're talking about?"

"Yeah, the DA's good," said Ginny, "Only let's make it stand for Dumbledore's Army, because that's the Ministry's worst fear, isn't it?"

There was a good deal of appreciative murmuring and laughter at this.

"It's a good name, but it might cause some problems in the future," said Danny.

"All in favour of the DA?" said Hermione bossily, kneeling up on her cushion to count,"That's a majority, motion passed!"

She pinned the piece of parchment with all of their signatures on it on to the wall and wrote across the top in large letters:

DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY

"Right," said Harry, when she had sat down again, 'shall we get practising then? I was thinking, the first thing we should do is Expelliarmus, you know, the Disarming Charm. I know it's pretty basic but I've found it really useful..."

"Oh, please," said Zacharias Smith, rolling his eyes and folding his arms, "I don't think Expelliarmus is exactly going to help us against You-Know-Who, do you?"

"I've used it against him," said Harry quietly, "It saved my life in June"

Smith opened his mouth stupidly. The rest of the room was very quiet.

"But if you think it's beneath you, you can leave," Harry said.

Smith did not move. Nor did anybody else.

"OK," said Harry, his mouth slightly drier than usual with all these eyes upon him, "I reckon we should all divide into pairs and practise"

It felt very odd to be issuing instructions, but not nearly as odd as seeing them followed. Everybody got to their feet at once and divided up. Predictably, Neville was left partnerless.

"You can practise with me," Danny told him,

"Right, on the count of three, then, one, two, three," Harry counted.

Danny's defense was flawless, he managed to deflect almost every shot. Almost.

"Expelliarmus!" said Neville, and Danny, caught unawares, felt his wand fly out of his hand.

"I DID IT!" said Neville gleefully, "I've never done it before, I DID IT!"

"Good one!" said Danny encouragingly, deciding not to point out that in a real duel Neville's opponent was unlikely to be staring in the opposite direction with his wand held loosely at his side. "Listen, Neville, can you take it in turns to practise with Ron and Hermione for a couple of minutes so I can walk around and see how the rest are doing?"

Some people were doing quite well, some, like Smith, were pretty loosy. Danny saw, how twins were pointing their wands at his back and chuckled in amusement. He then noticed Harry talking with Cho. From what he could tell, Harry certainly liked her. Then Luna joined the conversation.

"Well, my dad is very supportive of any anti-Ministry action!" said Luna Lovegood proudly from just behind Harry; evidently she had been eavesdropping on his conversation while Justin Finch Fletchley attempted to disentangle himself from the robes that had flown up over his head. "He's always saying he'd believe anything of Fudge; I mean, the number of goblins Fudge has had assassinated! And of course he uses the Department of Mysteries to develop terrible poisons, which he secretly feeds to anybody who disagrees with him. And then there's his Umgubular Slashkilter..."

"Hold on," Danny said,"Do I even want to know, what the last thing is?"

"No, you don't," Luna said solemnly.

-Laaterr-

Dolores was on her way to the class, when she saw Phantom walking nearby and whistling.

"Hello, Dolores," he said cheerfully and went away.

When she turned around the corner, she noticed how Danny was walking. She blinked in surprise.

"Hello, Dolores," he greeted and walked away.

Shaking her head, Umbridge approached the stairs. She saw TWO Phantoms on the other staircase.

"Hello, Dolores," they said in unison.

Professor increased her pace. She only continued to see more and more of her most hated student. By the time she got there, she was rapidly looking around, searching for Danny.

"Hello, Dolores"

"For Merlin's sake leave me ALONE!" She shouted, turning around and facing confused Albus Dumbledore.

She hated this kid.