Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Aiden and Oliver emerge from the Room of Requirement in their new robes.

In the bathroom on the second floor, the trio's polyjuice potion was almost ready.

In order not to disrupt the students' vacation, the Christmas dinner was scheduled on the evening of the second day after the students returned to school.

At the dinner, Aiden continued to eat voraciously.

"Oh, my dear Master Prewett, could you please eat with some manners? Someone who doesn't know would think that the school is abusing you."

Edmund looked at such a beautiful girl eating like this, and the huge gap made him unable to help but complain.

"For the sake of efficiency, my dear Edmund, I need to save some time. This elegant and quick eating method is just something written in picture books to deceive children." Aiden swallowed the food in his mouth in one gulp.

"Then you are not suitable for attending various social dinners." Ethan also agreed.

"To be honest, those 'top' people in the wizarding world right now are really not suitable to make friends with." Oliver found a way out for Aiden.

"Well done." Aiden gave him a grateful look.

Listening to the heated discussion at the Ravenclaw table, Harry glanced at Hermione and Ron.

"So, our Polyjuice Potion is almost ready, right?" Harry asked.

"Everything is ready, we just need to add their part to the potion, but we need to make sure Crabbe and Goyle don't show up while we're spying."

As she spoke, Hermione took out a small bottle and shook it. Inside the bottle was Millicent Bulstrode's hair.

"So what should we do?" Ron asked.

"Well, I've prepared it for you. These two cakes are added with the water of life and death. As long as you find a way to get Crabbe and Goyle to eat them, the rest will be easy."

Hermione placed two pieces of chocolate cake in front of Harry and Ron.

The two left the hall with the cake and set up an ambush on the path that Crabbe and Goyle had to take.

"Hurry up, Harry and the others are here." Ron took out his discounted wand and prepared to cast a spell on the cake.

"Oh, Ron, let me do it, and why not use the ring?"

Harry tapped his wand in the air, uttered a spell, and the spiked cake flew up.

"It's Aiden again. He didn't tell me that casting ordinary spells with a ring would be more difficult than casting spells without a wand. Alas, casting spells without a wand." Ron showed a painful expression on his face.

"Well, this is really hard work."

There was no time to comfort Ron because Goyle and Crabbe came over.

"Look, Crabbe, it's chocolate cake. There's still some left."

Goyle eagerly grabbed the floating cake and ate it, followed by Crabbe.

Then, the two fell into a baby-like sleep.

"How stupid," Ron sneered.

Harry and Ron went forward and dragged Crabbe and Goyle into the toilet and pulled the hair from them.

Since Ron had little experience, he pulled a handful of hair from Goyle.

Ron looked at the bald spot on Goyle's face and fell silent.

"Come on, Ron, what are you dawdling about for?" Harry urged.

"Here it comes." Ron hurriedly chased after him.

The two of them trotted to the bathroom on the second floor, where Hermione was already waiting for them.

"Okay, you got your hair?" Hermione asked.

"Got it, what is that?" Ron asked.

"Slytherin robes. I stole them from the laundry," Hermione replied.

The potion was ready and Hermione poured the potion from the cauldron into the cup.

"Okay, just add the hair and then drink it."

The three of them put the obtained hair into the potion.

"Cheers" * 3

The cups made a crisp sound when they collided, and the three of them drank the potion.

"Oh my god, that's gross."

Ron rushed to the toilet first; Crabbe's Polyjuice Potion tasted like boiled cabbage.

Hermione did the same thing as Ron. She transformed incorrectly and also hid in the toilet cubicle.

The one in the best condition was Harry. Goyle's Polyjuice Potion was full of earthy smell, but it was not enough to make Harry vomit. He witnessed his own transformation process in front of the mirror.

"Ron?" Harry, who had completely transformed into Goyle, looked at Crabbe in front of him.

"It's me," Crabbe replied.

"Hermione, did you succeed?" Goyle inquired.

"You guys go first, I can't go." Hermione's voice came from behind the partition.

"Hermione, are you all right?" Crabbe asked.

"Go away, you're wasting time," Hermione shouted.

So Crabbe and Goyle walked out of the bathroom, but unfortunately they were discovered by Percy who was patrolling.

Fortunately, Draco, who was looking for Crabbe and Goyle, found them. Draco confronted Percy for a while and led the two away.

Arriving at the door of Slytherin, Crabbe and Goyle were stopped by the password again.

"What are you two standing there for? Come on."

Draco gave the command and led the two into the common room.

In the common room, a dragon who had eaten too much and was out to digest his food was sitting on the sofa. Unfortunately, the people around him seemed to ignore him.

Draco took the lead and sat next to a dragon. The strange thing was that he should have sat directly on the dragon, but while sitting down, he leaned strangely to the left.

This made Crabbe and Goyle, who were standing in front of him, feel very strange.

"Come on, sit down, you two. What are you standing there for?" Draco asked them to sit down.

The two of them sat down on the sofa opposite Draco stiffly.

"I can't believe the Weasleys are pure-bloods. They bring shame to the wizarding world."

Draco relaxed his guard in his own territory and started to speak ill of others.

Crabbe clenched his fists.

"What's wrong with you, Crabbe?" Draco looked at Crabbe, who was livid.

Goyle nudged him with his elbow and said, "He has a stomachache."

"Then you'd better go to the hospital wing and remember to kick those petrified guys hard a few times."

Draco showed a knowing expression, and then he continued,

"I'm curious why the Daily Prophet didn't report the attack on the school. Dumbledore must have suppressed it, and that nasty Prewett."

Draco was smugly saying bad things about others, but what he didn't know was that a pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes were staring at him.

Draco shuddered when he felt the coldness and quickly changed the subject.

"And Dumbledore, no wonder my dad said he was the biggest scourge Hogwarts has ever seen."

"You are wrong." Goyle could not stand Dumbledore being insulted.

Draco stood up, glared at Goyle and said,

"You think there's anyone more annoying than Dumbledore? Come on, don't you?"

Draco questioned Goyle loudly, and suddenly Goyle had a flash of inspiration and said,

"Harry Pott."

Draco was satisfied with the answer.

"A saint, Pot. Well said. How dare people still think of him as the Heir of Slytherin?"

Draco turned to walk towards the table, but suddenly he tripped.

Draco fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't notice anything and just thought he had slipped.

He struggled to get up from the floor, but he stumbled every time he tried to get up, and Draco gave up.

"Help me." He asked for help from his two younger brothers.

Goyle hurried forward, helped Draco up, and began to extract information from Draco.

Finally, Goyle also learned from Draco about the opening of the Chamber of Secrets and the fact that Draco knew nothing about the heir.

When the time for the Polyjuice Potion was about to end, the two hurriedly escaped from Slytherin.

After having enough fun, Aiden took Arthursi and walked out of the Slytherin common room silently. His prank was buried in the mysterious castle by the night.