HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

"Sorry," Mino paced, facing Draco and Ron who were standing in front of her, "Can any of you tell me why Slytherin and Gryffindor's points are gone!"

"Oh, Merlin, this is amazing!" Draco said exaggeratedly.

"Shut up! Ron, you tell me."

"It's Umbridge! It must be Umbridge!" Ron said loudly.

"Is there a Defense Against the Dark Arts class today!" Mino looked at Ron sternly, "Slytherin will be deducted thirty points, and Gryffindor will be deducted fifty points! Tell me what Umbridge did. Arrived!"

Ron and Draco's heads dropped.

"We had a quarrel in the Care of Magical Creatures class. Even if we quarreled, you actually deducted points! You are the prefects!"

Minnow was so angry that he wanted to throw both Draco and Ron into the black lake. According to Hermione, when they were on Care of Magical Creatures, Draco and Ron got into an argument for some reason and then gave each other The college deducts points.

After taking the arithmetic and divination class, Mino passed the hourglass and saw that there was not a single gem in either academy, and there were even gems that were upside down.

"I will go to Umbridge for solitary confinement in three and ten minutes. You two should go to Professor Dumbledore now and ask him to solve this problem and - exempt you two from the right to deduct points." Mino He said angrily, "Are you still a prefect? ​​Two giant monsters can do a better job than you!"

"It was Weasley who first said that I look like the Bowtruckle brought here by Grubblan!" Draco shouted dissatisfied.

"Really similar!"

"That's enough! If you make any more noise, I'll throw you into the lake!"

Draco and Ron shut up and stood with their heads down obediently.

"What about Hermione?"

"She said she didn't want to care about us and took Harry to the library." Ron whispered.

"I don't want to pay attention to you either, but! Now! Go to Professor Dumbledore to solve the problem immediately!" Mino yelled.

"Come on!" Ron patted Draco, then turned and ran away.

Minnow glared at Draco.

"Don't tell my mother!" Draco said to Mino before running away.

Minnow sneered, seeing that there was still enough time, he rushed to the Owlery and wrote two letters. After watching the two owls fly away, he hurried to Umbridge's office.

Harry was already at the door of the office, a little excited to see Mino.

"You know, what Angelina said to me, she said no matter what I do. If I want, I might as well tell Umbridge that the mysterious man is a figment of my imagination, just to ensure that I can be there!" Harry glared Big eyes, "I think we'd better go to Puddlemere United to check whether Oliver Wood unfortunately passed away during training, because his soul seems to be possessed by Angelina."

"Oh, don't think about it, do you think it's possible?" Mino said.

"Not at all," Harry said gloomily, "But it's better to give it a try, right? I can propose two more detentions or something... let you have a few more detentions..."

Minnow extended his fist, and Harry quickly changed the subject.

"I hope she doesn't keep me too late tonight. You know, we're going to write three papers, practice the Vanishing Charm for McGonagall, come up with a breaking spell for Flitwick, finish the Bowtruckle sketch, And start writing that boring dream diary for Trelawney!"

"I told you before, the Divination class is rubbish, you should learn from Hermione." Mino shook his head, "The ancient runes are so interesting, if it weren't for that one-foot paper. Daphne almost strangled me to death, Because I forced her to study this course with me."

"What do you think, do you knock on the door or should I knock on the door?" Harry looked at the door of Umbridge's office.

"I'll do it," Minnow said, then swung his fist and hammer at Umbridge's door.

Harry watched in shock as Minnow's hand passed through the door.

"I'm sorry! Professor Umbridge!" Minnow said loudly, and stretched out his hand.

"Come in." Umbridge's voice was still sweet and cooing, but something had obviously changed.

Minnow opened the door, Harry nervously behind.

"I will help you repair the door... and restore it to its original state!"

"You're in good hands, Miss Potter...but this is not how a lady should behave," Umbridge said.

"I think so." Mino smiled.

Everything in the room was covered with lace dropcloths and tablecloths.There were also several vases filled with dried flowers, each placed on its own little cushion.Hanging on one wall is a collection of decorative plates, each featuring a large, brightly colored cat, each wearing a different bow around its neck.

These things were so disgusting that Harry wanted to run away, but he only clung to Mino's robe.

"Good evening, Mr. Potter."

"Good evening, Urumqi...I'm sorry, Professor Umbridge."

Mino forced himself not to smile that was obviously a mocking smile.

"Okay, sit down," she said, pointing to a small table draped with lace.She had placed two straight-backed chairs nearby, and there were two blank pieces of parchment on the table, obviously for them.

"Well," Harry said without moving, "Professor Umbridge, um - before we start, I - I want to ask you... one thing."

Her bulging eyes narrowed.

"Oh, what?"

"Well, I... I'm on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. I'm supposed to be at the tryout for the new Keeper at five o'clock on Friday afternoon, and I--I don't know if I can stay out of detention that night. , In addition - find another night to make up for it..."

"Oh, no." Umbridge said, grinning so wide that she looked like she had just swallowed a particularly delicious and juicy fly. "Oh, no, no, no. This is spreading evil to you. , despicable, sensational lies. Mr. Potter, of course, the punishment cannot be adjusted arbitrarily to suit the convenience of the wrongdoer. No, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and Friday, you must be here at five o'clock in the afternoon, press Planned confinement. I think it's actually a good thing that you're missing out on some activities that you particularly enjoy. It should reinforce the lesson I intend to teach you."

Minnow felt that Harry was angry, so he patted the back of his hand reassuringly, and then looked at Umbridge with a smile.

"I'm very sorry. Harry is not very sensible. Let's accept the punishment, Professor Urumqi."

"It's Umbridge," Umbridge said kindly.

"Okay, Professor Urumqi."

Mino and Harry put their schoolbags on the chair together and sat down.

"Yes," said Umbridge coquettishly, "we are better able to control our emotions, aren't we? Now, you are going to write a few sentences for me, Mr. Potter. No, not with your quill, "Seeing Harry bending down to open his school bag, she quickly added, "What you want to use is a very unusual pen of mine. Here it is."

She handed Harry a long, thin black quill with a particularly sharp tip.

"I want you to write: I must not lie," she told him softly.

"How many times?" Harry asked, appearing commendably polite.

"Oh, keep writing until this sentence is engraved in your heart." Umbridge said in a cooing voice, "Start writing."

Minnow looked at Umbridge, who took out a blue quill.

One day ago, Minnow was working at Snape's place. Snape had a way to exempt Minnow from confinement, but Minnow didn't think it was necessary. She found that Umbridge was a fool and after he pulled her skirt down , she asked Minogue to go to Professor McGonagall instead of Snape.

Snape told Minnow what Umbridge might ask them to do, and prepared the props in advance.

"I want you to write: I am a well-behaved lady."

"Okay, Professor Urumqi."

Minnow nudged Harry with his leg, and then asked Harry to use his robes to hide two identical quills from his pocket. In order to avoid different colors, Snape prepared a quill.

The quill pen Umbridge gave did not require ink because it used the user's blood, but the quill pen prepared by Snape was different. It was a pen used by Muggles, but it was made to look like a quill pen on the outside. Ink is available with core.

"This is the power of technology and magic combined." Mino smiled softly.

"Write quickly." Harry also whispered.

“Remember to pretend it hurts!”

Umbridge watched with great interest as Harry and Minnow wrote on the paper with ferocious expressions. Minnow even shed tears in an exaggerated manner. Harry saw that he tried to pinch her thighs to make her cry in pain, but Not very easy to do.

"I come!"

"what!"

"What's the matter, Mr. Potter?"

"It's okay, Professor Urumqi."

Faced with Potter's address, Umbridge was no longer prepared to correct her.

Harry cried and kept writing as he wiped away his tears.

Outside the window of Umbridge's office, night was gradually falling.

"Come here," she said after what seemed like hours.

Mino quickly asked Harry to stretch out his hand, pinched his hand a few times until it turned red, and then pinched his own hand red. This was easy, because Mino's skin was very white, and it could turn red instantly, but it couldn't last too long. Long.

Putting everything back in place, Harry and Minnow walked over to Umbridge.

"Hands," said Umbridge.

Harry held out his hand.She held it in her hand.Harry fought back a shudder when she touched Harry's hand with one of her fat, stubby fingers covered with a bunch of ugly old-fashioned rings.

Umbridge looked at Minnow, who also reached out and trembled when Umbridge touched her. He raised his hand and slapped Umbridge.

"Sorry, Professor, my skin is very sensitive."

Mino's face drooped, pretending to be sorry, with tears in her eyes, feeling aggrieved but afraid to cry. Umbridge's anger slowly dissipated, and she smiled with satisfaction.

"We can try again tomorrow night, right? You might be able to make a better impression," she said with a smile. "You can go now."

Minnow and Harry left the office together and walked slowly down the corridor until they made sure Umbridge couldn't hear them before they laughed "hey hey" together.

"She's a fool," Minnow said. "She can't tell whether the magic is working or not."

"How would that thing actually work on paper?" Harry asked.

"Cut your hand, heal it, and cut it again," Minow said.

"Oh, what a nuisance."

"It's very late. Go back to the academy. If Ron is still studying, give him a punch."

"Are you going to punch Malfoy?"

"Of course, look what they did, I hope Professor Dumbledore has taken care of it."