HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

Dumbledore and McGonagall in his office looked at Umbridge on Dumbledore's desk, lost in thought.

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore!" Mino raised his head proudly, "I have already used the coma spell, she won't wake up so quickly!"

"I think that's not what we're worried about," Professor McGonagall pursed her lips. "You just said you knocked Umbridge unconscious with Wood."

"It's wood, Professor," Minnow said.

Ron seemed to be very interested in this homophonic joke. If Hermione hadn't pulled him, he would have laughed out loud.

"You turned into Snape and knocked Umbridge unconscious..."

"Umbridge didn't see who knocked her out, Professor." Minnow stared at Professor McGonagall with his bright eyes, "What should we do next, Professor?"

"Didn't you consider this issue when you took action?"

"Of course, I want to use the Forgetting Curse to solve the problem." Mino said.

Dumbledore seemed a lot more vicissitudes of life. He asked Minnow and the others to go back and leave Hagrid behind, saying that he would take care of Umbridge's matter.

"Throw her into the Forbidden Forest and just say she walked in on her own," Harry said. "We don't know what happened."

"The Minister of Magic doesn't care whether she walked in on her own." Professor McGonagall said seriously, "Do you know how many school rules your behavior violated? Especially you, Minnow!"

Mino never imagined that one day he would become a special student.

"One hundred and twenty," Hermione said.

"Not much," Mino shrugged, "right?"

Minow and others were asked out of Dumbledore's office.

"Dumbledore will take care of it, right?" Ron asked uncertainly.

"Of course," Mino said a little unhappy, "We should bury her first. Dumbledore won't do anything to her."

"Throw it into the Forbidden Forest!" Harry shouted.

"Throw it in the lake!" Ron shouted.

"Go back to college!" Hermione shouted.

After Minnow returned to Slytherin, he embellished the story in front of a group of expectant eyes, and then took out the perfect piece of wood.

"Oh my God!" Scala exclaimed.

"Merlin!" Blaise stood up.

After Minnow showed off her wood proudly, she put it in her box and decided to take it back to show Aunt Petunia during the holidays.

Obviously Dumbledore solved the problem very well, because Umbridge looked the same as before, and seemed to have forgotten that she had gone to Hagrid and was knocked unconscious by a stick (possibly not knowing I was knocked unconscious by something).

Most people were happy about Hagrid's return, except for some who preferred Professor Grapeplan because Hagrid's classes were too exciting.

Umbridge appeared in Hagrid's class. Hagrid had been controlling himself not to laugh when facing Umbridge. He really couldn't forget the way Umbridge was knocked unconscious by Minnow with a stick.

The content of this lesson was about the Thestrals. Minnow heard from Harry that Ron accidentally called one of the Thestrals Urumqi, and Umbridge's face turned dark.

Umbridge tried to show that Hagrid was a giant who couldn't understand human speech, but no one paid attention to her. Everyone was paying attention to the Thestral. Patil also tried to let Ron die because he couldn't see the Thestral.

"It's just the Thestral!" Ron looked at Patil in shock.

"I know, but I want to see what it looks like!" Patil said dissatisfiedly, "If only Mino were here, she would be willing to beat you to death, because I will give her gold galleons."

December brings more snow and an avalanche of homework for fifth graders.As Christmas approaches, the work of the prefects becomes increasingly heavy.They are responsible for supervising the decoration of the castle ("You hang up the ribbons and Peeves grabs the other end and strangles you to death," said Ron), and they have to watch over the first and second graders who stay indoors during recess because of the cold weather. ("They're so thick-skinned. We were definitely not that bold in first year," Ron said.) And he and Argus Filch took turns patrolling the corridors, because Filch suspected that there might be an increase in fights during the holidays ( "That guy has shit in his head," Ron said angrily).

"Why do you talk so much?" Mino punched Ron angrily.

"Oh my God! If you do this too - well - wait, Peeves won't strangle you, you go hang the ribbons!"

"But I will strangle you."

Without saying a word, Ron climbed up the ladder to hang the ribbons.

Minnow and Harry unanimously decided to go home for Christmas, and invited Sirius and Lupine to join them. They also asked Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley. Mr. Weasley really hoped to spend the holidays with Muggles. , although Mrs. Weasley was a little unhappy, the minority obeyed the majority, and everyone went to Privet Drive to spend Christmas together.

It was just that Hermione was going skiing with her parents, and Ron was interested because he had never heard of Muggles tying wooden bars to their feet to slide down the mountain.

Minnow said that Ron could go along shamelessly, as long as he told Hermione's parents that he was Hermione's boyfriend.

Ron blushed and didn't hear Mino's last sentence.

"As long as you don't get your legs broken by Hermione's parents."

In the last DA class before Christmas, Mino went there very early and decorated the Room of Requirement with Harry and Dobby to make it very Christmassy.

"What is this?" Harry asked, pointing to the hanging portrait.

"It's you," Mino pointed at the painting happily, "It looks very similar, doesn't it?"

"Why do I have three eyes?"

"This is the nose, this is..." Mino identified it carefully, "What is this?"

"It's the eyebrows." Dobby smiled.

"Oh, it's the eyebrows."

"Where are my eyes?"

"Here." Mino said, pointing to the two small dots under his eyebrows.

Harry was silent, looking at the two black spots that could not be seen without looking carefully, and then looked at the painting next to it that was twice the size of this painting.

"Why are you so beautiful?" Harry asked.

Mino looked at Harry strangely: "I'm good-looking."

One of the two portraits was painted by Dobby, and the other was painted by Minnow herself. She was very confident in her painting skills. She painted Harry.

People came in one after another, and everyone seemed very happy.

"What is this painting?" Ginny asked curiously, "A big frog?"

"It's Harry," Minnow said. "I drew it."

"Oh...it's so similar."

Harry's head was full of questions.

Draco, on the other hand, could tell it was Harry at a glance and laughed.

"Exactly like you, Po Te."

"Shut up if you can't speak, Malfoy."

Today is the last day before Christmas, so I only plan to consolidate the previous knowledge and not learn any new ones. Mino also asked everyone to review the hitting techniques and burying techniques they learned.

"You've practiced well," Harry said with a smile. "When we get back from the holidays, we can start something more difficult - maybe even including the Patronus Charm."

"I will teach you some tips on how to destroy corpses and eliminate traces," Mino said. "If you are not careful-"

"Nothing like that!" Hermione shouted.

There was a lot of excited discussion.People came out of the room in twos and threes as usual, everyone saying "Merry Christmas."

"You guys go first, I want to take this painting back to the academy." Minnow said, "Harry, do you want to take your portrait away?"

"I don't think so."

"I drew this for you."

"Then there's no need for it."

Under Mino's strong suggestion with a knife, Harry felt that the painting was very valuable for collection, so he happily left with the painting in his hands.

Minnow and George were left in the Room of Requirement. Fred realized something was wrong and ran away with Jordan.

"Hey, George."

George blinked: "Are we going to do something here?"

"Look up," Mino pointed to the thing hanging on the ceiling, "This is mistletoe."

“Women under the mistletoe were to accept kisses from men, and rejection would bring them bad luck.”

"You know I won't say no."

"Then just a quick kiss, Angelina also wants us to practice Quidditch later."

George approached Minnow.

"Oh, she looks more and more like Wood."

Mino raised his hand to hold George's face, and gradually got closer to him.

"I heard you picked up a great wood?"

"Yes, I think we should write and tell Wood."

"Do you want to tell him this?" George lowered his head and kissed Mino's lips.

"Then there's no need, although he probably won't understand what it means." Mino laughed.

"Yeah, the love of his life was Quidditch."

"Do you want to kiss me again?" Mino stared at George, "I still have about 10 minutes to do other things. Professor Snape is still waiting for me to learn potions."

"Angelina is probably angry that I haven't made it to the Quidditch pitch yet, but just let her wait."

Angelina was indeed waiting on the Quidditch pitch for everyone to arrive with broomsticks, but there was no one except Fred.

"I said I was going to train today!"

"Everyone is tired." Fred shrugged.

"We have already lost to Slytherin!" Angelina frowned, "We must not lose to Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw again!"

"Hey, we're so good."

"Don't be so playful! You have to train even if you are alone! Come up quickly!" Angelina glared at Fred.

"Oh, I should go to the secret tunnel with Jordan." Fred muttered quietly.

"What are you talking about?" Angelina knocked on the broom, "We only have one hour of training time."

"Then you should find the others. George is still with Minnow in the Room of Requirement." Fred said dissatisfied.

"I will intensify my training after Christmas. Only you can do it tonight."

"Merlin," Fred called, with a smile on his face.