HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

Minnow sat down on the long Slytherin table and greeted the Bloody Barrow dangling in front of her eyes.

"Oh, you changed into a new dress, didn't you?" Mino asked with a smile.

Bloody Barrow looked very surprised: "You noticed it, right? I knew it was obvious!"

Nearly headless Nick looks more obvious. He is dressed very festively tonight. Bloody Barrow is still wearing the same dark clothes. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell any changes.

Astoria and Draco sat down on either side of Mino, waiting for the sorting ceremony to begin.

"Listen carefully, we must let the new students feel our enthusiasm, do you understand?" Mino said seriously to the people around him.

"I'm afraid they'll be scared away." Daphne curled her lips.

"My brother will definitely come to Slytherin," Essex looked very excited. "I have no idea what it will be like for him to go to Gryffindor... Of course, I told him that Slytherin has Minnow. , you can hit whoever you want, even the savior."

Mino was silent for a while, and gradually realized that his cute filter probably only existed in the teacher--it was still there in the eyes of little fans, such as Luo Li.

"The position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is still vacant," Astoria said, looking at the teacher's seat. "Could it be Black?"

"Sirius?" Mino shook his head, "Probably not."

"To be honest, he is not suitable to be a teacher. Do you remember the time when he was at Hogwarts?" Draco said seriously, "He forced me to help him dig a hole and said he would bury me. "

Mino slowly asked a question: "Why is it different from what I remember?"

"You remember it wrong." Draco said calmly.

"Eat quickly, please!" Parkinson prayed with his hands clasped together, "I can literally eat a fire dragon!"

"What kind of fire dragon?" Khakis asked seriously.

"Hmm -" Parkinson thought for a moment, "Probably a Norwegian Ridgeback."

"Then you are indeed hungry." Khakis nodded.

Mino, who didn't hear any causal relationship at all, felt that he was a little behind the times.

Looking at the vacant position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Mino guessed that it was Mad-Eye Moody, and at the same time, his thoughts began to diverge despite being hungry.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher can only be taught for one year at most, and Voldemort became the actual Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher in his last year, responsible for the final thesis defense, and taught like the seven previous teachers. This year I encountered misfortune.

Mino suddenly poked Draco, and then whispered in his ear: "Voldemort takes good care of our studies and always starts to cause trouble at the end of the semester."

Draco was silent, but after thinking about it, he nodded and said, "What you said actually makes sense."

Mino shook his head, but unfortunately it was not the case this year. He had been preparing to kill himself and Harry from the beginning.

However, it still does not affect the learning in the middle.

"Why can't Voldemort cause trouble during the exam?" Mino was a little unhappy. "It would be best to take the History of Magic test. I don't want to face my results that even the troll dare not look at."

Draco burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"If you and Potter are also added to the History of Magic, students studying this chapter will definitely be very troubled. After all, no one can remember how many people you beat at Hogwarts."

"I think you'd better shut up."

As soon as Mino finished speaking, the door of the auditorium opened and everyone immediately fell silent.Professor McGonagall led a long row of first-year students to the top of the auditorium.If Mino and the others were soaked, it was nothing compared to these first-year students.They looked as if they had swum from the lake instead of taking a ferry.They stood in a row along the staff table, stopped, and faced the entire school.

They were all shivering from cold and nervousness - except the youngest boy.He had gray-brown hair and was wrapped in something, which Mino immediately recognized as Hagrid's moleskin coat.The coat was too big for him, and he looked as if he were under a black fur circus tent.His little face stuck out from his collar, looking terribly excited.As he stood in line with his horrified companions, his eyes met Colin Creevey's.He raised his two thumbs and mouthed: "I fell into the lake!" It seemed that he was very happy about this.

Mino couldn't help but nodded. As expected, Gryffindors are all socially awkward.

At this time, Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground in front of the new students, and placed a tattered, dirty, and patched wizard's hat on the stool.The first-year students stared at it blankly.Others looked at it too.For a moment, there was silence in the auditorium.Then a crack near the brim opened like a mouth, and the hat suddenly sang:

"That was more than 1000 years ago,

I have just been woven into shape,

There were four famous wizards,

Their names survive to this day:

Brave Gryffindor, from the barren swamp,

Fair Ravenclaw, from the peaceful river,

Kind Hufflepuff, from the open valley,

The shrewd Slytherin came from that quagmire.

They share a dream, a wish,

At the same time with a bold plan,

To bring up young wizards,

That's how Hogwarts was founded.

The four great wizards

Each builds his own academy,

in the students they teach

Valuable talents vary.

According to Gryffindor, the bravest

deserve the highest reward;

According to Ravenclaw, the most intelligent

always the most promising;

Hufflepuff felt that the hardest working

are most eligible for admission to the Academy;

And the power-hungry Slytherin

I like those ambitious teenagers the most.

The living years of the Four Wizards

Pick out the best students by yourself,

But when they sleep in Jiuquan,

How to pick out the talents among the students?

It was Gryffindor who figured it out,

He took me off his head,

The Big Four have injected me with ideas,

From now on, I will choose and evaluate!

Well, hold me well on the head,

I never looked away,

I want to see your mind,

Find out which academy you belong to! "

After the Sorting Hat finished singing, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

"It shouldn't be so certain," Draco said, "A foodie like you should go to Hufflepuff."

"But it's not easy to hunt squid in Hufflepuff," Minnow whispered.

At this time, McGonagall unfolded a large roll of parchment.

"Whoever's name I call puts his hat on his head and sits on a stool," she told the first-year students. "When the hat announces the house, he goes and sits at the appropriate table."

"Stuart Ackley!"

A boy came forward and could be seen shaking from head to toe.He took the sorting hat, put it on his head, and sat on the stool.

"Ravenclaw!" the Sorting Hat yelled.

Stuart Ackley took off his hat and hurried to a seat at the Ravenclaw table, where everyone at the table welcomed him with applause.

"Malcolm Bardock!"

"Slytherin!"

Mino took the lead in standing up and applauding, then shook hands with Malcolm like a patrolling cadre, patted him on the shoulder seriously and told him to look good, Slytherin would never treat him badly.

Parkinson only raised one corner of his mouth, commonly known as a crooked smile, and looked at Malcolm: "You look good, are you interested -"

Mino covered Parkinson's mouth with one hand, and continued to pat Malcolm's shoulder encouragingly with the other hand: "We Slytherin is a big family, and everyone helps each other. Okay, let's go sit with the prefects first. , yes, it’s the one whose brain doesn’t seem to work very well - not that one, it’s the one next to him - okay, it doesn’t matter, they are both prefects, and neither of them looks very smart - okay, you go and sit down Come on."

After Hodgson graduated, Mino felt that he had lost part of his happiness. After all, beating other prefects was not as satisfying as beating Hodgson alone - no, as a good student, Mino never did anything violent.

"Eleanor Branstone!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Owen Caldwell!"

"Hufflepuffs!"

"Dennis Creevey!"

"Gryffindor!"

Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Is that Colin Creevey's brother?"

"Do you remember Colin?" Mino was a little surprised.

"Why did you cast a forgetting spell on me?"

"I thought you wouldn't remember Gryffindor wizards."

"Poteko is always on my mind."

Mino smiled, then bumped Astoria with his elbow: "Tell Daphne that Draco said he has been thinking about Harry."

Daphne, who was across Astoria, had already heard Mino's words. She smiled the same way Mino did and nodded at Susan: "Draco said he misses Potter all the time."

Susan nodded at Parkinson: "Draco said he fell in love with Potter."

Parkinson heard this and nodded to another person.

Just like this, after a lap, Monta, who was sitting next to Draco, tapped Draco's shoulder: "I heard that you want to be with Potter, but Mr. Malfoy doesn't agree, so you can only keep silent in your heart. I missed Potter so much and decided to elope with him, but Potter fell in love with Weasley, so he broke up with you, is that right? Seriously, isn’t it a little too strange?”

"Are you still doubting it?"

It could be seen from Draco's eyes and the swaying of his wet blond hair that he was stupid at the moment.

But Mino smiled so happily that he even hiccupped because he was so happy.

"Must have gotten weird from Pansy," Draco affirmed.

"It's a no-brainer," Minow said. She has no doubt that Parkinson alone brought about this series of dramas.