HP: I just wanted to drop out of school, but I saved the world

Jian Yu, who was transferred from one prison to another prison within a prison, became a prisoner.

As happy as I was before when I gave novels and other spiritual food as gifts to my friends, I feel as painful now.

Her current feelings are no different from when she tore up her textbooks after the college entrance examination and was told by her parents to repeat the year.

She was so bored that she couldn't imagine how she would spend the rest of the long time.

She was wandering around the principal's office:

The fireplace was cut off from the Floo network and blocked with wood; Fawkes's gilded perch was empty, gone with its owner.

As for the Sorting Hat, its shelf was empty, and no one knew where it was hidden.

The silver instrument that was originally placed on the table was nowhere to be found, and the thing that should have been a meditation basin in the corner also disappeared.

On the bookshelf by the wall, the books that were originally almost reaching the ceiling have now been moved to an unknown place.

There is nothing entertaining in the entire principal's office except a wall of pictures of the principal.

Maybe there is still -

For example, the bones of three generations of Voldemort’s ancestors are suitable for making puzzles.

But when she put on the dragon-skin gloves and started fiddling with the bones, making a creaking sound—

One of the old headmasters sleeping on the wall, Phineas Black, was awakened. When he saw the students in front of him, he immediately screamed loudly:

"It's you again! It's you again! First you destroyed the Sorting Hat, and now you're not even going to let go of dead bones!"

"Why hasn't Dumbledore expelled you yet - why are you still here poisoning my eyes -"

Jian Yu rolled his eyes at him in dissatisfaction, stood up, turned his portrait over, and made him face the wall to reflect on his mistakes.

"I've been fired, thank you. Also, don't watch it if you don't want to."

"Turn me around!" The portrait struggled against the wall, making thumping sounds. "How dare you treat a principal like this!"

Now all the principals hung on the wall woke up. Smelling the gossip, they rubbed their eyes and cast curious glances at Jian Yu.

"This is the child Albus adopted", "He said the other day that this child might be sent here", "He specially cleared this place out of fear that the principal's office would explode"...

There were rustling sounds of discussion and debate on the wall. The portrait of Principal Black was still banging against the wall and shouting:

"What? How could you allow yourself to be expelled? Let Slytherin be disgraced because of you!"

Is this Phineas Black suffering from schizophrenia?

Jian Yu showed a confused expression.

She really couldn't understand why Principal Black, who had previously threatened to expel her, scolded her after finding out she was expelled?

She felt her ears hurt from his noise, and now she finally felt some fun from being bored:

"What qualifications do you have to judge me? Your own evaluation among students has dropped from first to second, and you still don't have any sense of crisis at all."

Phoenix's voice paused strangely, and the portrait stopped hitting the wall. After a few seconds of pausing, he spoke angrily:

"I don't care what young people think of me! Being a principal is the most annoying job. You students always think you are right--"

Jian Yu curled his lips and continued to fiddle with the thigh bone in his hand, but the portrait of Phineas trembled from time to time. Finally, he asked hesitantly:

"Who is the current number one on the list you mentioned?"

It has to be said that as a Slytherin Black, his competitive and proud self-esteem prevailed again.

And apparently he thinks his abilities are enough to put him at the top of the list of "influence on the school".

"Dolores Umbridge."

Jian Yu kept moving and answered him briefly.

"What?" Phineas' voice rose an octave. "She's not even the principal, she's just a professor! Why should she be above me!"

Jian Yu could hear in the portrait the sound of him standing up and moving the stool away, and the sound of his footsteps pacing back and forth:

"Little girl, don't lie to me! What achievements can she make?"

Jian Yu thought carefully about the model implemented by Umbridge and answered him:

"I get up at 6 o'clock to do exercises, study for 12 hours a day, all clubs and organizations are banned, entertainment is prohibited... I am doing exams every day..."

"Students are prohibited from protesting, and all communications with parents to complain are banned. The outside world has no idea what is happening here."

"A brand new form of punishment, confinement, running circles, frog jumps... Students are prohibited from using spells. Oh, the greatest achievement may be my expulsion."

All the headmasters cried out in surprise, and many of them clenched their fists. A fat old wizard with a red nose cursed:

"How cruel! How can someone who has no love for her students be a professor? She only wants to enjoy her power and the pleasure of enslaving others!"

"Shameless person! All he cares about is torturing others! Hogwarts has never had such a disgusting professor in its history!"

Another witch with a shrewd look also nodded and said angrily:

"This is completely abusing students! It limits their development and imagination! How can they invent without interests and hobbies?"

"Teaching wizards as Muggles is ridiculous! What can you do with test papers? Do students have to live by doing test papers?"

Amidst all the voices of objection and protest, only Phineas Black fell into deep thought. After a while, he said reluctantly:

"Apart from expelling you from Slytherin and teaching students as Muggles, the rest of the arrangement is pretty good."

"Why didn't I think of that? These little brats should be properly disciplined. Running circles, frog jumps, morning and evening self-study, exams...what a good way—"

"But how dare she compete with me in teaching? How can someone teach wizards like Muggles? What a depraved and despicable teaching method—"

After hearing these words, Jian Yu finally understood why he was the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts.

She saw other principals turning their "kind" eyes toward him——

Then their people disappeared from the frame and rushed into Phineas's portrait.

“What are you doing! Ah—! It hurts! Stop it!”

"Help—stop it! Stop hitting me!"

Phineas's frame began to tremble violently, and the pain of being beaten by a group of righteous principals made him even turn his own portrait over.

He was lying on his back in the frame with a bruised face and the chair behind him was overturned. The red-nosed wizard kicked him before leaving.

Phineas climbed up tremblingly and showed the stubborn nature of the Black family. He was still not honest even when he was hung on the wall and continued to be stubborn:

"That's right! Little girl, I should discipline students like you who don't know the limits of the world--!"

Jian Yu sneered. She decided to kill the competitive Slytherin headmaster and give him a final blow:

"Really? Unfortunately, your name and space in the school history will be deleted after a while, and Umbridge herself will take up half the book."

"After all, you are the one competing with her for these achievements. She won't leave you who is stealing the limelight here."

Her words seemed to have successfully broken Phineas Black's psychological defenses. His portrait stopped moving, and the man became quiet and lowered his head.

This caused the portraits above, below, left and right to turn their heads curiously and look at him; some curious people had even sneaked into his frame to observe his expression for their own amusement.

"Oh, Merlin - let me see," a gossipy-looking witch's voice came from his portrait, half of her body leaning out of the frame, the other half squeezed into Blake's frame. "Did you cry? Did you cry? Did you really cry?"

Jian Yu continued to give him the final blow from the Black family:

"Look at your thoughts and teaching methods. Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder your great-great-grandson said that about you - sigh -"

A wheezing sound came from the portrait of Phineas.

After a while, he seemed to think of something. He raised his head, his goatee stood up, his hair stood up, and he roared:

"Sirius Black! My useless great-great-grandson! A useless thing!"

"Damn it! Doesn't he support Dumbledore? Do something! How can he allow Umbridge to run rampant here!"

He waved his fists and looked like he wanted to rush back to number 12, Grimmauld Place and curse out the unworthy great-great-grandson who he imagined was taunting him behind his back.

"Why? You want to go back?" the gossipy witch asked. "It's better to go back and tell your great-great-grandson what happened in this school. Let people outside know what happened here. This school is about to be controlled by the darkness. We must not let Umbridge become the headmaster."

"What's more," she continued, "your teaching style clashes with hers. I remember you didn't even allow students to play Quidditch before, and you sent portraits to be your eyes and ears? They say you have more regulations than any previous headmaster? You don't seem to allow students to protest against your management style?"

Jian Yu listened to the gossip about the past principals with great interest and even wanted to find some sunflower seeds to eat.

Hearing this, she also added a sarcastic remark to show her mockery:

"It's a pity that Umbridge is better than you. She is still alive and you are dead. I guess you will be removed from her list in the future--"

She decided not to let Principal Black know for the time being that such a list was actually a list of "the most unpopular people among students."

——Rather than the list of influence/achievements on the school as he thought.

I hope that Phineas won’t cry again when he learns the truth.

Phineas blushed and cried out:

"Shut up! I'm only going back to educate future generations! It's not because the first and second place rankings or the school history were deleted, nor is it because her teaching method is similar to mine - at least I, Phineas Nigellus Black, will never treat our noble wizards as those Muggles! And I will never expel a Slytherin student!"

His figure suddenly disappeared in the portrait, and his angry appearance forced Jian Yu to light a candle for Sirius.

"I'm shy because my defense is broken." The witch shrugged and explained to Jian Yu, "This is what a tsundere is like. Those who understand will understand."