HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

"Is he crazy?" Draco said to Minnow in the next Defense Against the Dark Arts class. "He wants us to resist the Imperius Curse?"

Mino was a little eager to try: "Are you afraid that he will ask you to do something strange?"

"As long as you don't cast the Imperius Curse on me," Draco said, "I'd think Potter was joking."

Mino shook his head: "Harry doesn't joke often."

"Professor Dumbledore wants to teach you how to feel," said Moody, "so that you don't have to have someone say this spell to you and have you completely in the palm of their hand."

Moody began to call on his classmates to come forward in turn and recite the Imperius Curse to them.Mino saw that under the influence of the spell, the students performed the most abnormal actions one after another.Parkinson ate all the snacks she brought from Mino in one go. Daphne jumped high on the spot, jumping to a height she would never be able to jump in her life. Susan sang the school song loudly, and even body movements.

However, Mino felt that Susan would do such a thing, and it was not too abnormal.

"Malfoy," Moody's fake eyes looked at Draco, "it's your turn."

"Wish me luck," Draco said softly.

Compared to the people in front of him, Draco looked more determined. Probably because he was afraid that he would do something socially unacceptable, he tried his best not to do push-ups on the ground, but the effect was not very good, so he did push-ups on his knees instead. Stranger than just doing push-ups.

But Moody still praised Draco because he resisted the Imperius Curse.

Surprisingly, Goyle is also very determined, but that may be because Moody's instruction was for him to throw away the chocolate in his pocket, which he clutched tightly in his hand - the last bit of stubbornness as a foodie.

"Potter."

It was Mino's turn. He was a little nervous, but still wiped the sweat from his palms and stood in front of Moody.

It was definitely the most amazing feeling.Mino felt light and airy, and the thoughts and worries in his mind were swept away, leaving only a hazy, invisible and intangible joy.I feel extremely relaxed and carefree.

Moody's voice came to my mind, seeming to echo in my empty mind: Put the chair above your head... Put the chair above your head...

What?Put a chair over your head?That's weird, why is that?

Go quickly!Raise the chair over your head!

The voice got louder.

Mino frowned and slowly picked up the chair.

Why?No, that’s really stupid, I don’t want it!

Holding the chair, Mino froze on the spot, feeling the eyes of the people around him, and the voice in his mind became louder and louder: Lift the chair and put it on your head!Lift the chair over your head!

The chair in my hand slowly rose.

"I don't want it!" Mino shook his head hard and threw the chair out, "Fuck you!"

Suddenly I regained my consciousness, and the strange feeling disappeared. At the same time, I felt a sharp pain in the palm of my hand - I threw the chair with too much force and the hand dislocated.

"Okay, this makes sense!" Moody seemed very happy, and walked over and patted Mino's shoulder hard, which made Mino feel that his shoulder was about to be dislocated. "Potter successfully resisted the Imperius Curse! Her Her brother Harry Potter, like her, successfully got rid of the Imperius Curse in the experiment!"

Harry and Minnow said that Moody made him try four times, and finally he limped out of the classroom, and it was because of this that he was laughed at by Draco when he went to the Great Hall.

Mino felt that he and Harry were truly brothers and sisters, one had an injured hand and the other had an injured foot.

After that, Moody took Minnow's hand and tried it again. After making sure that Minnow could completely resist the Imperius Curse, he stopped and gave Draco a test.

Draco regretted the firmness he had just shown.

"Are you okay?" Mino helped Draco out of the classroom, "Would you like to go to Madam Pomfrey's?"

"No, I can do it!" Draco limped stubbornly, even pushing Mino away, and walked slowly while holding on to the wall.

"God, his posture is so weird." Susan said in Mino's ear.

"Did you think of something weird again?"

Walking to the auditorium, he met Gryffindor who had finished class.

"Oh, Malfoy, are you like this too?" Ron looked at the limping Draco with a smile.

Draco didn't want to pay attention to Ron at all, and walked past him into the Great Hall.

"Harry, is your leg okay?" Mino asked concernedly.

"Okay," Harry said, walking a few steps away.

Susan smiled so happily that Mino thought he could see something beyond the whiteness on her face.

But soon Susan couldn't laugh anymore, because the workload of fourth-grade students has obviously increased, especially the transfiguration class. However, for Mino, who loves transfiguration very much, this is a happy thing.

"You are entering an important period of your magical education!" During class, when the Slytherin students were crying, Professor McGonagall said seriously, "Your OWLs exam is coming soon, in fifth grade. And until now, Minnow is the only one who can turn a hedgehog into a satisfying pincushion."

Being praised by a teacher you like is a very proud thing, so Mino showed off for a week, letting Susan stare behind her with a look that wanted to assassinate her.

"It seems that we need a book called "Five Years of OWLs and Three Years of NEWTs"." Mino said seriously one night.

"What is that?" Susan, who was dizzy from doing her Transfiguration homework, raised her head in confusion.

"A kind of review material," Mino raised his head melancholy, "maybe I will make it in the future."

"You'd better make it for me now."

Mino began to think about becoming a writer in the future and publishing a book called "Five Years of OWLs and Three Years of NEWTs" to provide an easy learning direction for these wizards who are busy studying. The advertising slogan was already thought out.

“Want an easy learning mode?

Want to turn a hedgehog into a perfect pincushion with just one spell?

Do you want your friends in the same hospital to be envious of your progress?

"Five Years OWLs and Three Years NEWTs" will bring you the ultimate experience.

Produced by the top three students of Hogwarts, it is committed to improving students' learning abilities and laying a solid foundation for their future Auror dreams.

Not 9999 gold galleons, not 999 gold galleons, just 99 gold galleons, take home a five-year "OWLs three-year NEWTs"! "

Daphne couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the table: "If you have nothing to do, go find your boyfriend! I haven't finished my Transfiguration homework yet!"

"But I've finished writing." Mino looked at Daphne innocently, and then continued to think about the advertisement.

Harry told Mino that he hoped she could come up with some disasters for him, because he could no longer make up predictions about Divination class - he and Ron's tragic predictions gave them high marks, but they were almost Write down all the misfortunes.

"How about this," Minnow suggested, "kissing Draco after getting kicked by a Hippogriff."

Later, Harry stopped asking Minnow.

Professor Binns, on the other hand, assigned a paper this week on goblin rebellions in the eighteenth century.And Professor Snape forced them to research the antidote.No one dares to take it lightly as Professor Snape hints that he will poison one of them before Christmas to see if their antidote works.

Slytherin was relatively relaxed. After all, everyone knew that Snape would never poison Slytherin. The Gryffindor students were trembling, especially when they were caught drawing a portrait of Snape's head during class. of Ron.

Professor Flitwick asked them to read three more books in preparation for learning the Flying Charm.The professors of Arithmetic Divination and Ancient Runes also assigned a lot of homework, which successfully made Parkinson and Daphne regret choosing these two courses with Mino.

The only easier class was the Muggle Studies class, which didn't have too many homework assignments.

The revelation of the Triwizard Tournament was posted in the foyer three days later.

Crabbe, a tall man, squeezed into the crowd and read loudly to others: "The Triwizard Tournament - Representatives of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive at six o'clock in the evening on Friday, October 10th. The afternoon classes will end half an hour early——"

"That's great!" Susan was very excited. "The last class on Friday is Potions class!"

Parkinson wasn't very excited.

"So we don't see Professor Snape poisoning Gryffindor?"

"——At that time, please bring your schoolbags and textbooks back to the dormitory, gather in front of the castle, greet our guests, and then attend the welcome banquet." Crabbe insisted on reading the entire revelation.

For the next week, everyone was talking about the Triwizard Tournament, and the castle seemed to be getting a thorough cleaning.Several dirty portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed characters were unhappy about it.They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering unhappily, and grimacing in pain every time they touched the newly exposed pink flesh on their faces.

Every time I walked around Mino and chatted with them, they would always complain to Mino.

"But you look more handsome Alyosha." Mino comforted a knight wearing a black hat.

"I hope so." Alyosha touched his red cheek with a bitter face.

The teachers also seemed very nervous and would say something to students who didn't clean themselves up well when they met on the street.

Mino was also making preparations and told the Slytherin students to let the guests from afar feel their enthusiasm.

Although everyone laughed a little strangely, Mino felt that they must have successfully understood what he meant.