HP wants to be boss at Hogwarts

Chapter 162 Pig's Head Bar

"What does the mysterious man look like?"

"Do you really have no nose?"

"Do you have hair?"

"Do you have eyes?"

"Do you have ears?"

"Have--"

"Stop!" Mino clenched his fist and looked at the quiet people, "These are not important, let's talk about something important."

Everyone held their breath and stared at Mino, even the bar owner was listening.He kept wiping the same glass with the dirty rag, making it even dirtier.

Hermione said she wanted to find an inconspicuous place, so she chose this shabby bar. It seemed like this was the first time so many people had entered this bar, and the bar was almost packed.

After Minnow gave the bar owner a bag of gold coins, he was finally allowed to stand on the bar and give a speech.

"The important thing is - everyone here gives me a gold galleon and I will - oops -"

Mino was pulled down by Hermione, who walked up to the bar.

"Learn how to protect yourself effectively, not only by learning theory, but also by practicing real spells," Hermione said seriously, "Harry and Minnow can teach us."

"That's right!"

Minnow tried to show his head but was pushed down by Hermione.

"Now that everyone is sure to have classes, the second question," Hermione glanced around, "is how often we have classes. I think less than once a week is probably of no use -"

"Wait," Angelina said, "make sure this doesn't conflict with our Quidditch practice."

"That's right," Qiu said, "it can't conflict with ours."

"And ours," said Zacharias Smith.

"I'm sure we can find an evening to suit everyone," said Hermione, "but you know, it's important, we're talking about learning how to protect yourself against Voldemort's Death Eaters -"

"Okay!" Mino led everyone to applaud.

Hermione sighed and jumped off the bar to give her seat to Mino.

Mino cleared his throat and looked down at everyone majestically.

"I personally think this is very important, probably more important than anything else we have to do this year, even the upcoming OWL exams!"

"That's right!" said Fred.

"Well said!" said George.

"Mino is right!" Fenglioli shouted with his face flushed.

"I'm very curious why the Ministry of Magic gave us such a useless teacher at such a crucial period. Apparently, they refused to believe that the noseless Voldemort had returned, but they actually sent us such a useless teacher. A teacher who tried every means to prevent us from using defensive spells——"

"We believe that the reason why Umbridge didn't let us practice Defense Against the Dark Arts," said Hermione, "is because she had some... some ridiculous idea in her head that Dumbledore would use the school's students as a A secret army. She thought Dumbledore would incite us to fight against the Ministry."

Hearing the news, almost everyone was stunned, except for Luna Lovegood, who interjected: "Yes, that makes sense. In fact, Cornelius Fudge has his own secret army .”

"What?" said Harry, "a secret army?"

"Yes, he has an army of Heliopaus," Luna said solemnly.

Hermione looked at Luna and smiled: "Oh, yes, that's right."

Mino noticed that Hermione had changed. In the past, she always severely criticized such ridiculous statements, but now, Hermione, she started to say yes, yes, yes.

"What is Black Leopard?" Neville asked, looking confused.

"They are fire elves," Luna said, her bulging eyes widening, making her look even crazier than usual. "They are huge creatures covered in fire. They fly across the ground and can burn everything in front of them. All bare——”

"Very impressive, Neville." Hermione nodded.

"Ahem, ahem," Ginny imitated Professor Umbridge vividly. Several people looked around in surprise, and then laughed, "Didn't we just decide how often to get together for defense lessons?"

"Yes," Hermione said immediately, "Yes, you're right, Ginny."

"Once a week?" Minnow asked.

"It couldn't be better," Jordan said.

"As long as-" Angelina was about to speak.

"Yes, yes, we know there is still Quidditch." Hermione said in a nervous tone, "There is one more thing that needs to be decided, which is where we will meet."

"We've actually determined," Minow said, "that it's going to be the best place for us in the Room of Requirement."

Everyone has no opinion on this. The Room of Requirement is indeed a good place, but many people don't know it.

"Oh, okay, in that case, let's-" Hermione rummaged in her bag for a while and took out parchment and a quill, "I want everyone to write their names down so we can I know who's here today. I also think we should all agree not to tell anyone about what we're about to do. So once you sign, you're agreeing not to tell Umbridge or anyone else about us. anyone."

Parkinson, who was closest to Hermione, raised his head and raised his hands, and signed his name gracefully.

But some people are not happy about signing their names.Mino felt that he couldn't buy or sell by force, and there was nothing he could do if he really didn't want to.

"I...I've already signed...can you put down the knife?" Ernie shivered as he looked at Mino's knife across his neck, "You are a wizard, why do you have a knife?"

"What kind of knife?" Mino put the knife back into his sleeve, "Do you have a knife?"

"No." Luna blinked.

When the last person - Zacharis - had signed his name, Hermione took the parchment back and carefully placed it in her bag.Now there was a strange feeling in the group.It seems like everyone just signed a contract.

Hermione was a little tired, because she was holding the parchment for everyone to sign, and there were really a lot of people, and all the Slytherins came.

"Well, time flies so fast." Fred said carelessly as he stood up, "George, Mino, Li and I have to buy some highly confidential things. We'll see you later!"

George took Mino's hand, and Mino and George happily walked out of the Pig's Head Bar hand in hand.

"Oh, George, quill, wait for me, I need a new quill." Mino said, running into the Wenrenju Quill Shop.

"Hey, girlfriends are trouble," Fred said.

"It's not troublesome at all." George said while looking at Mino who was carefully selecting quills in the window.

The rest of the weekend was very comfortable, because Mino had finished his homework and had plenty of time to date George, who was not doing homework.

As Astoria and I were walking down the stairs to go to the Great Hall on Sunday, we saw a large notice posted on the bulletin board in the common room, so big that it covered everything else on the bulletin board - there was an auction of second-hand spell books. Lists, regular reminders of school rules from Argus Filch, Quidditch team training schedules, notes exchanging chocolate frog pictures, the front page of Big Gossip, the date of the weekend in Hogsmeade, There is also lost and found.The new notice was printed in large bold letters, with an official-looking seal at the bottom and a neat cursive signature next to it.

Hogwarts High Inquisitor Order

All student organizations, associations, teams or clubs are hereby dissolved.

It is hereby defined that organizations, associations, teams and clubs refer to regular gatherings of three or more students.

Reconstruction can be requested from the High Inquisitor (Professor Umbridge).

No student organizations, associations, teams and clubs may exist without the approval of the Senior Investigator.

Any student found forming or participating in any organization, association, team or club without the approval of the Senior Investigating Officer will be immediately expelled.

The above regulations are in line with "No.20 No. [-] Education Order".

signature:

senior investigator

Dolores Jane Umbridge

"What?" Daphne strode forward, "What should I do with my Charms Club?"

"Your Curse Club should be fine, but we might be in trouble." Mino looked solemn.

"Someone snitched?" Astoria said. "Did Umbridge know?"

"We need to ask Hermione," Minnow said. "There's a spell on that parchment. If they tip it off we'll find out."

"Team!" Blackie looked like he was going crazy. "Quidditch is also going to be disbanded! Impossible!"

"No!" Draco knelt on the ground exaggeratedly.

Mino was speechless as he pulled Astoria out of the common room.

After some inspection, no one had any traces of magic on their face.

"She felt it herself?" Hermione was confused.

"We're not the only ones in the bar," Draco said seriously, "I knew we should kick them all out."

"I said, let Minnow fight them," Ron said, looking very unhappy, "Harry still doesn't agree. Look, does Umbridge know now?"

"Maybe it's just something wrong with her brain," Mino said nonchalantly, "I believe smart people won't care about this ban."

"Hopefully they'll come again." Hermione sighed.