HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

The next day, Minnow received the news from Susan: Hufflepuff's fifth-year student Lot Chefels had been attacked and petrified.

It is said that when he was found, he was holding a large glass jar in his hand, which contained a magical plant.

Mino breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this glass jar saved his life.

After a night of adjustment, Mino's mentality was almost better, and he also made new plans.

She decided to tell Harry and the others everything she knew now, and together they could think of a way to kill Voldemort early.

After all, Mino didn't know where the secret room was, nor where the basilisk appeared from. He only knew that the monster released from the secret room was the basilisk.

When she thought of Mino, she did it immediately, went to Harry and told her her conjecture, because both of them were Parseltongues, so they could hear the strange voice.

Ron was surprised for a while when he heard this. He didn't expect that the Parselmouth was beside him.

Hermione suggested telling the teacher about this matter. Mino thought it was feasible, but he probably wouldn't believe it. Just look at Professor Binns. He also told everyone in every class not to believe the legend.

Moreover, Mino believes that all this is still under Dumbledore's control. He will hope that he and Harry will grow up. The early scraps of Voldemort are good experience points.

But later, things gradually got beyond Dumbledore's control.

What Mino wants now is to take control of those things that Dumbledore cannot control in the future.

However, Minnow still spoke to Snape without going into too much detail.

Harry asked Mino to keep an eye on what was going on in his dreams and tell them as soon as he discovered anything.

Mino didn't involve Draco or anyone else because she subconsciously felt that this was a very dangerous thing. The more people there were, the more dangerous it was, and she didn't want them to take risks at all.

But Harry was as stubborn as she was, so it wasn't a big problem.

Rumors about Minotaur being the heir of Slytherin were still spreading, and Minotaur heard more sounds from the basilisk than Harry did.

But that's because Mino only went for a walk every night before curfew. Except for Snape and the Weasley twins, he just walked around the castle aimlessly.

It was on Friday night, when Mino walked past the portrait of Mrs. Sadface on the third floor, he heard the voice again.

"...Tear into pieces..."

"What are you tearing? Have you torn it into pieces? If you don't have it, don't scream." Mino said loudly to the ceiling in snake language.

The basilisk probably didn't expect anyone to reply to it, so it suddenly lost its voice. After a while, it made some intermittent sounds.

"...Destroy...Destroy you...who are you..."

"Who am I? I am the boss of this school. If you dare to cause trouble on my territory, I will kill you and roast you! I will also add cumin, salt and pepper!"

Mino gradually discovered the fun, because this basilisk may not have been out for a long time. It seemed that it was not very good at talking, and it was a little stumbling, and its brain didn't work very well.

Later, Mino began to wonder if he could trick the basilisk into coming to his camp, but before he could say a few words, the sound of the basilisk suddenly disappeared, as if it had been summoned away by someone.

"Tsk, that's boring." Mino shook his head and continued walking in the corridor, chatting with the portrait.

A week later, while Minnow and Draco were complaining about Lockhart's arrogant behavior, they were walking through the hall when they suddenly saw a small group of people gathered around the bulletin board, reading a piece of paper that had just been pinned up. text on parchment.Susan beckoned them over with excitement on her face.

"They're starting a dueling club!" Susan said. "It's our first meeting tonight. It will be fun. Do you want to join us?"

Minnow pondered for a moment: "Can you guarantee that it's not Lockhart who did this?"

Susan seemed to have been poured cold water on her.

"Oh, I'd better not go then."

Sophia squeezed to Mino's side.

"Professor Flitwick was a dueling champion when he was young. He should be the one to teach us."

Harry, Hermione and Ron also came over at this time, and Mino quickly waved to them.

"Harry, there is a dueling club meeting tonight," Minnow said. "We are discussing whether it will be Lockhart or Flitwick."

"Oh, if it was Lockhart, I wouldn't go." Ron said immediately.

"Professor Lockhart is also very good." Hermione was a little angry.

Minnow immediately pulled Ron, and then said in Ron's ear in a voice that Hermione couldn't hear: "Just humor her a little, she likes Lockhart now."

Then he raised his head and said to several people: "Let's all go and take a look. Maybe we can learn some knowledge that can be put to use in the future."

"My wand doesn't work," Ron curled his lips, "I don't know when I can get a new one."

"Actually, this wand is not bad." Minnow smiled. She did not forget that Lockhart could no longer deceive people because of Ron's wand. "It will have unexpected effects."

"Really?" Ron was a little surprised.

"Oh, of course, trust me." Mino blinked.

"I'm hungry, Minnow." Draco pulled Minnow.

"Then let's go eat quickly."

Mino pulled Draco towards the auditorium.

Recently, Draco has been eating more than before, and has let his hair down. His thin bangs slightly cover his forehead, which suddenly improves his appearance by several degrees.

Mino was deeply satisfied with this, and then rubbed Draco's golden head hard several times.

"It's a pity it's not an eggshell anymore." Mino muttered.

"What?" Draco took a bite of pie.

"Oh, nothing."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Minnow arrived at the auditorium with the Slytherin students who had nothing to do and wanted to have fun.The long dining table disappeared, and a gilded stage appeared along one wall, lit by hundreds of candles floating above.The ceiling became as dark as velvet again, and almost all the students from the school were here, crowded together, everyone holding their own wands, their faces full of excitement.

Those who didn't come were almost all from Slytherin, because when Minow asked in the Slytherin common room, he said that Lockhart might have taught them, and suddenly there were several missing.

Susan said that even if there was only a one in [-] chance, she didn't want to risk seeing that greasy man.

Mino followed the Romans, took out his wand, and turned it around in his hand.

"Oh, what is this?" Chimila Rolido stared at Mino turning the wand with interest.

"Twisting a magic wand, isn't it awesome? I'll teach you."

So before the teacher came, Mino taught a few Slytherins how to turn the wand. Later, the number of people gradually increased, so it became - the students from the other three houses looked at Slater with strange eyes. The woods turned their wands.

"Look, Draco, can I spin it fast?" Goyle excitedly raised his hand and twirled his extra-long wand.

Draco, whose fingers were not very nimble and had dropped his wand several times, gave Goyle an irritated look.

"I'll teach you how to fly a broomstick next time!" Mino said excitedly.

At this time, Gilderoy Lockhart walked onto the stage, wearing a purple robe, dazzling. The person beside him was none other than Snape, still wearing his usual black clothes.

Mino stopped twirling the wand, snorted coldly, and said, "He is dressed like a peacock, but he is still not as handsome as the professor."

Hodgson echoed Minnow seriously: "Oh, of course, the professor looks better than Lockhart even without clothes."

Mino:……

"Are you stupid for being in solitary confinement?"

Lockhart waved everyone to silence, then shouted, "Come around, around! Can everyone see me? Can everyone hear me? Great!"

"Well, Professor Dumbledore has allowed me to start this little dueling club, to train everyone well in case you need to defend yourself one day, to protect yourself in the way I have used countless times—for more details on this, Please see my published work."

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape," said Lockhart, grinning broadly. "He told me that he himself knew a thing or two about dueling, and he was very generous. He promised to help me with a small demonstration before class. I said, I don’t want to make you little guys worry - after I finish the demonstration with him, I will return your potions teacher intact. You guys, don’t be afraid!”

"I hope Professor Snape can knock Lockhart out!" Daphne clenched her fists excitedly.

Mino cheered for Snape loudly: "Come on, Professor! You are the best!"

Then in response, a circle of Slytherins shouted together.

"Professor Snape will win! Professor Snape is the best!"

Snape had a stern expression on his face, but did not look at Minnow. He just looked coldly and shook his head impatiently at Lockhart, who bowed and performed a court salute at the same time.

"As you can see, we hold our wands in the normal dueling posture," Lockhart said loudly to the noisy crowd. Of course, only Slytherin was making the noise. "On the count of three, we will cast the first wand. Magic. Of course, neither of us would take the other's life."

"He must be able to do that." Parkinson sneered disdainfully.

"one two Three--"

They both jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.

Snape yelled, "Expelliarmus!"

Mino cheered loudly in cooperation.

Then, everyone saw a sudden flash of dazzling red light, and Lockhart was struck unsteadily.He flew backwards off the stage, crashed into the wall, then slid off and curled up on the floor.

"Wow! Professor is great!" Mino cheered loudly again and fired a firework with his wand to celebrate.

The other Slytherins followed suit, and there was a joyful and peaceful atmosphere in the Great Hall.