"I’m sure she won’t Mione’," Ron reassured her, "He’s got years and years of experience teaching, and he’s a Charms Master too," Hermione didn’t look any less unsure when they entered the class and took their seats. Umbridge was at the front of the class, sat behind her desk, her hands folded in her lap. Harry noticed, with disappointment, that her hair appeared to be finally lying flat once more. She must have discovered the jinx.