HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

The days in Diagon Alley were surprisingly free, which made both Harry and Mino very relaxed. The two of them wandered around the various shops in Diagon Alley and looked at the strange wizards.

Moreover, Mino bought a bunch of useless things, and finally stopped himself from chopping his hands under Harry's distressed eyes.

"We still have five more years of school," Harry said.

"Sure enough, I'd better go to the streets of London and be a liar." Mino put down the pure gold Gao Bushi with regret, "Fool a rich man and we'll make a fortune."

Mino also went to Moxixi's to get a new hairstyle - she was still the only customer there. Moxixi still didn't charge and gave Mino a large bag of homemade biscuits as a gift.

When Mino returned to Florin Fusco's ice cream shop, Harry, who was writing a paper, raised his head and looked at her in surprise.

"Did you go robbing again?"

"Give me my paper back if you talk like that again."

"Oh, Mino, your charisma is so powerful."

Mino sat down with satisfaction: "How about my new hairstyle?"

"Are you planning on getting a new hairstyle every year?"

"of course."

Mino fiddled with her neatly straight hair that reached her shoulders. She took out a small mirror and looked at it. Her neat bangs were slightly curved and not attached to her forehead. Her hair was very flat and looked clean and neat.

In fact, Harry is also a thrifty person, but under the background of Mino, he seems to be very frugal, and he can always remind himself that we don't have that much money.

For Harry, his favorite thing is Quidditch, and the new hot product - the fastest broomstick, makes him look out the window of the Quidditch boutique every day.

"If you like it, buy it." Mino followed Harry and stood outside the window and said.

Harry shook his head, but kept his eyes on the fire: "We can't spend that much money."

"Well, let's do this. I will collect protection fees from the beginning of school and try to buy you a firewood within a week." Mino said calmly.

Harry was startled by Mino's words and finally moved his eyes away from the fire.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Not exactly," Mino held Harry's shoulders and looked at him seriously, "You are my brother, I will definitely help you buy hot pot - don't worry, I will find it. The protection fees collected by Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff will not damage the relationship between our two houses - although there is no relationship that can be damaged."

"...Actually, I don't particularly want it."

Mino had a look of hatred on his face: "If you want it, just say it and I will definitely help you! I will collect protection money to support you!" Seven

"I really don't want it!" Harry said in horror.

Mino had no choice but to give up and seemed very disappointed.

Such a free and relaxed day probably lasted for more than a week. Later, Harry no longer felt relaxed, but Mino was still the same as before, and even happier.

On Wednesday, everything was the same as usual from the moment he woke up in the morning. Mino did some exercise as usual before walking out of the room to wake Harry up.

"Oh, genius sister and useless brother." Mino mumbled and opened the door, "Get up, Harry!"

"Oh - okay -" Harry turned over, "What are you having for breakfast this morning?"

"How about we go get some burritos?"

"Okay, you go down and wait for me while I change my clothes."

Mino closed the door thoughtfully and slid down the banister of the stairs.

Mino whistled happily, and the clear sound sounded melodious in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Good morning, Tom," Mino greeted everyone in the bar warmly after landing, "Good morning, Riley, good morning, Cardo, good morning, Professor Severus? "

Mino suddenly froze on the spot, followed by a burst of excitement.

"Professor!" Minnow ran over and hugged Snape, "Are you here to see me?"

"Yes, but something happened when I received the news, so I came late. I hope everything is well with you." Snape touched Mino's head, "Did you get a new hairstyle?"

"Yes, Professor, does it look good?" Mino shook his hair.

"very beautiful."

At this time, Mino noticed that Harry, who was halfway down the stairs, was turning around to go back, so he happily stopped him.

"Harry, Professor Snape is here, come here quickly."

Harry's face was full of "gratitude" to Mino, and he slowly moved over.

Snape's cold gaze fell on Harry's face: "I hope the famous Harry Potter has completed his Potions class homework."

"Haha." Harry laughed dryly, "It's done."

"Professor, have you eaten? Do you want to have breakfast together?" Minnow invited Snape.

"of course."

Minnow didn't know why Snape came here. Logically speaking, he should know that the traitor was not Sirius, so he didn't have to worry about his own safety. And even if he was, there was actually no need to worry.

Mino felt that it was probably because Snape missed his obedient and studious student who looked like his first love.

Harry came last and gave Mino a gentle tug.

"What's wrong?" Mino turned around and asked.

Harry made a small gesture towards Mino, and then asked Mino softly: "Will he stay with me today?"

"I don't know, but Professor Snape should be here to see us."

"Oh, I don't really hope he comes to visit us." Harry said with a complicated expression.

"Hey, don't you know Professor Snape is a good guy?"

"That's right, but - you will greet the teacher you are afraid of on the way - oh, I forgot, you don't have a teacher you are afraid of."

Mino touched his chin and thought for a moment: "Are you afraid of Snape because of his stern face?"

"Well... it's very complicated..." Harry said, "you Slytherins probably won't understand."

"You? You actually used you against me? You have indeed changed your mind! Because of who? Ron or Wood? Which little bitch is it?" Mino looked sad.

"...Can you please stop acting! Snape is still in front!"

Mino put away the expression on his face for a second, grabbed Harry's neck, and whispered in his ear.

"Imagine Professor Snape washing his hair with shampoo, and then the shampoo got into his eyes. Professor Snape whispered: 'f**k', but after washing his hair, he found that his hair was still oily. "Mino whispered in Harry's ear like a devil, "Imagine Professor Snape twisting the oil out of his hair and then dripping it into the Hogwarts kitchen to fry chicken legs for us..."

"Don't say that!" Harry shuddered.

Minnow saw Snape looking back at him suspiciously, and suddenly felt guilty and guilty. He immediately slapped Harry away and walked to Snape's side.

"Professor, look, I'm at your shoulder." Mino made a gesture.

Snape looked at Mino with a gentle look, which reminded Mino of a word - love.

"You grow up so fast."

"Really? I think so too, and Harry and I have measured our heights, and I'm taller than him." Mino stretched out two fingers to make a gesture.

Harry looked at the two harmonious and happy figures in front of him, one tall and one short, and felt that he should be in a Quidditch boutique instead of on the street.

As he ate his burrito, Harry looked a little hesitant, glancing over his shoulder and then at Snape's.

"Mr. Potter, why are you looking at me?" Snape raised his eyebrows, "Am I going to punish you by skipping breakfast?"

Minnow kicked Harry under the table, and Harry opened his mouth to eat the pancakes.

Mino looked up at Snape carefully and found that his hair was indeed a little oily, but not particularly oily. He just didn't know why. Did the professor really not wash his hair?

But it was obvious that Mino would not ask. Although Snape would not do anything to her, as a considerate and good student, Mino would not ask such a question.

But Mino still held his chin up and stared at Snape's face while eating pancakes.

Long eyelashes, high nose bridge, full forehead and slender fingers.

Mino nodded. Sure enough, Slytherin was also very handsome, and Slytherin had more handsome guys.

"What's the matter, Minnow?" Snape asked, "Don't you like burritos?"

"No, it's delicious." Mino took another big bite, "I just think the professor is very good-looking."

Snape raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but he didn't smile openly, probably because Harry was there.

Harry watched Snape's double standard behavior without saying a word, silently eating his greasy burrito.

Today's plan was to buy robes and books, so Snape went with Harry and Minnow as a matter of course and paid for them along the way.

Maybe he felt that it was not good to have double standards, so he paid Harry.

While buying robes from Madam Malkin, Snape went to buy ice cream, and Minnow once again shared her thoughts with Harry.

"Do you think Voldemort can poop?"

Harry:?

"Will he wipe his butt if he has a bowel movement?" Mino said seriously, "Although he seems to be no longer a human being, he should have a metabolism, right? Hmm - does he need to eat?"

"Maybe—no need?"

"That means he doesn't need to defecate? But there will always be garbage in the body, right? How does he excrete it?" Mino scratched his hair, "I still think he needs to defecate, but can you imagine him wiping his butt? ?"

"I'm thinking……"

"He shouldn't need to wipe his nose, right? After all, he doesn't even have a nose." Mino recalled Voldemort's face, "Wait a minute, he wasn't in our first-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class when he was in first grade. What is the teacher’s name?”

"Quirrell."

"Yes, Quirrell. He is behind Quirrell's head. Then can't he see when Quirrell defecates? Isn't it smelly? Oh, maybe he has no sense of smell."

With a look of despair on his face, Harry imagined the scenes that made the originally mysterious things become vulgar. He even couldn't help but think of Dumbledore, and then began to shake his head wildly in an attempt to get rid of the scene.

"Alas -" Mino let out a long sigh, "I feel heartbroken when I think of Cedric being so handsome and having to defecate."

"Stop talking!" Harry covered his ears sadly.