#fictionalcharactermbti

Forerunner: A person who gives you long range mostly impersonal advice, and seldom checks up on your development.

-ENTP

-INTP

Trailblazer: A person who gives short term practical advice on mostly impersonal matters and seldom checks up on your development

-ESTP

-ISTP

Manager: A person who gives you specific detailed instructions on how to accomplish an impersonal task. Is only invested in your present development related to the task.

-ESTJ

-ISTJ

Boss: A person who gives long range impersonal advice and periodically checks up on your development as long as they’re invested in it.

-ENTJ

-INTJ

Counselor: a person who gives you long range personal advice and is invested in your development often checking up on you.

-INFJ

-ENFJ

Tutor: A person who instructs you, and gives you detailed instructions on how to accomplish goals, and is invested in your present development more than your long term.

-ESFJ

-ISFJ

Steward: a person who gives you short term practical mostly personal advice and periodically checks on your development but is not invested in it.

-ESFP

-ISFP

Mentor: A person who gives mostly long range personal advice and periodically checks on your development but is not invested in it.

-ENFP

-INFP

Dominant Introverted Sensing [Si]: Although Chidi is extremely aware of different perspectives and life’s possibilities, he also enjoys sticking to what he knows. When Michael tries to find Chidi a new hobby, Chidi is reluctant to give new things a try. He eventually tells Michael that the only thing he wants to do is continue studying ethics and writing his book. Chidi reads the works of moral philosophers, such as Plato, Aristotle, and Immanuel Kant and has a remarkable memory for all of the information he absorbs. Chidi is extremely detail-oriented and sometimes has a habit of including too much detail, as seen in the ridiculously long title of his book (as well as the actual book itself, which has thousands of pages due to his inability to make omissions. It’s all important! Chidi’s past is important to him and he tries to learn from his mistakes on Earth while in the “good” place. His past is important to him and impacts his behavior in the present. At the opening of The Good Plates, each resident is presented with their favorite meal from when they were alive, and Chidi’s favorite has sentimental value, as it was a special meal his grandmother used to make for him.

Auxiliary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Chidi looks outside of himself in order to make moral decisions. He doesn’t necessarily do what inherently feels right to him, but instead consults the works of moral philosophers in order to reach a decision. Chidi often wrestles with moral decisions because he doesn’t follow his own, personal moral guidelines. Instead, he reaches his conclusions by studying what other people believe is “right” and “wrong.” While morality is very important to Chidi, his desire for peace, harmony, and his unwillingness to offend others can lead him to violate his principles. When a coworker asks Chidi for his opinion about his new red cowboy boots, Chidi doesn’t want to hurt his feelings, so he says that he likes them. The guilt that Chidi feels for lying, combined with the fact that his friend then went out and bought Chidi his very own pair, gnaws at Chidi until he eventually tells him the truth. When he has a moral dilemma, he typically discusses it aloud, going back and forth until he can figure out what the best thing to do is.

Tertiary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: It’s easy for Chidi to notice the logical consistencies in other people’s statements, which he will often point out in conversation. Chidi has a deep desire to understand. He wants to analyze his experiences to come to conclusions about himself. He wants to study the viewpoints of various moral philosophers so he can determine what makes the most sense. Chidi is able to think critically, which allows him to make assessments about experiences, people, and morality. When he tries to explain contractualism to Eleanor, he uses an example about people coming together to form their own society with their own rules, wherein the group is able to veto the laws other people come up with. When Eleanor simply says she will make a rule that nobody will be able to veto their rules, Chidi responds that that’s “called tyranny, and is generally frowned upon.” Chidi is very quick to put a name to events other people describe. He will often second guess his assessments about morality because he’s constantly questioning everything. Is this really right? Well what if… Because his mind is always digging deeper and contemplating issues at every possible level, it’s often difficult for him to stick to just one way of interpreting things.

Inferior Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: Is Eleanor taking someone else’s spot who genuinely deserves to be in the “good” place? Was someone else supposed to be in the “good” place, and are they now stuck in the “bad” place because of a mix-up? There are just so many things to consider! The reason that Chidi was sent to the “bad” place is because of his inability to make decisions. He has a hard time committing to just one thing and has a tendency to change his mind frequently. Chidi can become so overwhelmed with all of life’s possibilities that he can actually suffer physical reactions in the form of stomachaches when presented with too many choices. He’s unable to decide on just one best man speech mere hours before when he believes his friend’s wedding will be. He can’t decide between Fake Eleanor, Real Eleanor, and Tahani because he sees potential in all three women. How could he possibly choose? Chidi is good at seeing situations from multiple perspectives, which often makes it hard for him to choose what the “right” thing is. He weighs moral decisions carefully and thinks of the issue from every angle before coming to a conclusion.

Note: Chidi is rough. I wrote out an entire post arguing him as an INFP, but the more I wrote, the more I realized that he might just be an ISFJ who suffers from frequent grip experiences. I even wrote a section about how I don’t think an ISFJ would be so perpetually indecisive, but he wouldn’t be so bad at using his Ne if it were higher in his stack. He’s so stressed by choices and possibilities. It’s impossible for the man to make a choice and commit to one thing. His Ne is his kryptonite, which leads me to believe it’s his inferior function, not his auxiliary, as I had previously reasoned. Si/Ne usage is quite apparent in him. My bigger struggle was Fe/Fi. Chidi does have a few Fi tendencies, which tricked me into thinking he was an INFP. Some may see his unwillingness to discuss his feelings with Fake Eleanor, Real Eleanor, and Tahani as Chidi not wanting to hurt anybody’s feelings, and while I definitely believe that’s part of his struggle, I just don’t think that’s his primary motivation. His real problem is he needs to make sure he fully understands his own feelings before he can consider having a relationship with anyone (and that he’s being presented with choices, which gives Chidi anxiety. He doesn’t want to choose one woman only to later discover he’s made the wrong decision. He wants time on his own to fully evaluate and understand how he feels about them. I had also argued that, while he looks outside himself for answers to ethical conundrums (Fe), I thought that maybe that was just his Ne appearing as Fe. He likes to look at things from multiple perspectives and understand both sides of an issue before coming to a final judgment. which lead me to Fi rather than Fe. However, when it came time for me to write about Te as his inferior function, I came up with… nothing. There was no Te. So I re-evaluated him and decided that exceedingly unhealthy ISFJ was a better fit for him. There’s a small part of me that is still considering INFP for Chidi, and if I see more evidence for INFP than ISFJ in the future, I may come back and retype him.

Enneagram: 1w9 6w5 2w1 Sp/So

Dominant Introverted Feeling [Fi]: What Veronica wants more than anything is to be free of Heather. She doesn’t like being part of her mean tricks or participating in her bullying. Veronica has trouble with anything that’s phony. When the entire school is grieving over the loss of Heather, even though almost everyone hated her, it makes Veronica sick. When she finds out that there will be a spread dedicated to her in the yearbook, Veronica is appalled. She was pissed about the “love-in” that the school organized. Veronica believes in getting justice. She plans to get back at Heather Chandler by mixing milk and orange juice (and attempts to throw in some phlegm, though she’s unable to produce any). She also conspires with JD to get back at Kurt for lying to people about what happened between them on their double date. Although she did want to get revenge, Veronica didn’t want to kill them. She tends to internalize a lot of her feelings and can be self-destructive when trying to deal with them (intentionally burning the palm of her hand, getting in the shower with all of her clothing on in the locker room). Veronica is quite reflective and regularly writes in a journal to get out all of the feelings she suppresses. Veronica doesn’t want to write a note to torment Martha Dunnstock, because she doesn’t have anything against the girl! Although Veronica does comply with Heather’s demands, she has no problem telling her off when she believes it’s necessary. She eventually comes to hate what JD has turned her into and when she feels he’s gone too far, she walks out on him. Even though she’s become popular, Veronica doesn’t forget her former friends, and takes time to have a conversation with Betty Finn, before being pulled away by Heather Chandler (“I was talking to somebody!”

Auxiliary Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: Veronica isn’t satisfied with the way things are, and tends to envision what could be. She dreams of a world without Heather and “just wants her high school to be a nice place.” She wants people to be good to each other and hates being part of a clique that terrorizes social misfits. Veronica is a gifted writer and is able to use her skills to craft “suicide” notes for the classmates she accidentally helps to kill. Veronica is metaphorical and uses vivid analogies, particularly when writing in her diary. She wants change and nothing anybody does is making a difference. Between her call to Hot Probs, and the fact that Heather Duke and the rest of the school were teasing her for it, Veronica knew to run after Heather McNamara, fearing that she might attempt to kill herself. Veronica is able to come up with ideas – such as pretending to commit suicide so JD would think she was dead. Sometimes, she has trouble seeing how things will play out (not realizing JD’s deception, failing to see that killing one popular person will result in another one taking their place, causing an endless cycle). Veronica uses her creativity to do things differently. Sure, we could just have sex on the neighbor’s swing set, but playing strip croquette would be a lot more fun. Even though she’s never forged a suicide note before, the words seem to flow out of Veronica effortlessly and poetically.

Tertiary Introverted Sensing [Si]: Although she does stand up to Heather, Veronica keeps going back to her. She’ll lash out at her one day, and go running back the next. She seems to regret the choices that she’s made that have landed her in her current situation and longs for simpler times. When Veronica begins to struggle with what she’s done, she seeks comfort by reaching out to an old friend – Betty Finn, after ditching her for the Heathers. Veronica pays attention to detail, as she points out that Heather Chandler would never use a word like “myriad” in her suicide note, since she missed it on the vocab test. She also points out that Heather would never drink anything that looked like the liquid drainer.

Inferior Extroverted Thinking [Te]: When Veronica decides she needs to do something to stop JD, she begins a quest to take him down and prevent him from blowing up the school. She sets out to do whatever it takes to stop him, even going so far as to shoot him. Veronica is direct, blunt, and has no problem asserting herself. It’s hard for Veronica to navigate within Westerburg’s established social structure and seeks to fix the problem, although she ends up doing more harm than good in the process by accidentally eliminating multiple classmates. Veronica wants to make a difference and enact real change, but her attempt to push back and rebel against the system gets entirely out of hand (“My teen angst bullshit has a body count.)

Note: I typically see Veronica typed as either an INFJ or an INFP. I don’t think she’s an INFJ, but I strongly considered ISFP for her because she can act impulsively and fails to consider the consequences of her actions. I see her as more future-focused than living in the present. Her solutions to things tend to be less “creative” than JD’s (milk, orange juice, and phlegm cocktail versus liquid drainer). She also says that killing Heather wouldn’t solve anything, instead suggesting to just “grow up, be adults, and die.” She takes what JD says at face value and believes his story about the “Ich Luge” bullets, failing to realize that he’s lying to her about the plan regarding Kurt and Ram. When she berates herself for being stupid, JD suggests that she “believed it because she wanted to believe it.” She denies this, and we don’t really know for certain what the truth is. I’ve seen this movie more times than I can count, and can literally recite every single line, yet I still don’t feel as confident about Veronica’s type as I should. I could probably construct a fairly decent argument for ISFP, but I’m sticking with INFP for now.

Enneagram: 4w5 7w6 8w9 Sx/So

Quotes:

Veronica: Dear Diary, I want to kill. And you have to believe it’s for more than just selfish reasons. More than just a spoke in my menstrual cycle. You have to believe me.

Veronica: Betty Finn was a true friend and I sold her out for a bunch of swatch dogs and Diet Coke heads. Killing Heather would be like offing the Wicked Witch of the West. Wait, East. West! God, I sound like a fucking psycho. Tomorrow I’ll be kissing her aerobicized ass, but tonight, let me dream of a world without Heather. A world where I am free.

JD: Thank you. That was my first game of strip croquet. Veronica: You’re welcome. It’s a lot more interesting than just flinging off your clothes and boning away on the neighbor’s swing set.

Veronica: What a night. What a life. They wanted to move me into high school out of the sixth grade because I was supposed to be this big genius. And then we decided to chuck the idea because I’d have trouble making friends, blah, blah, blah. Now blah, blah, blah is all I do. I use my grand IQ to decide what color gloss to wear and how to hit three keggers before curfew.

Veronica: Oh, the cops. I can’t believe this is my life. Oh my god. I’m gonna have to send my SAT scores to San Quentin instead of Stanford. JD: All right, just a little freaked here. At least you got what you wanted, you know? Veronica: Got what I wanted? It is one thing to want somebody out of your life. It is another thing to serve them a wakeup cup full of liquid drainer.

JD: All right, we did a murder. Now that’s a crime. But if this were like a suicide thing, you know? Veronica: Like a suicide thing? JD: Yeah. I mean, you can do Heather’s handwriting as well as your own, right? Right? Veronica: You might think what I’ve done is shocking. JD: Um, to me, though, suicide is the natural answer to the myriad of problems life has given me. Veronica: That’s good, but Heather would never use the word myriad. JD: This is the last thing she’ll ever write, she’s gonna wanna cash in on as many 50-cent words as possible. Veronica: Yeah, but she missed myriad on the vocab test two weeks ago. JD: That only proves my point more. The word is a badge for her failures at school. Veronica: Oh. Ok, you’re probably right. People think just because you’re beautiful ad popular life is easy and fun. No one understood, I had feelings too. JD: I die knowing no one knew the real me. Veronica: That’s good. Have you done this before?

Veronica: Can’t you see these programs are eating suicide up with a spoon? They’re making it sound like it’s a cool thing to do.

Veronica: All we want is to be treated like human beings, not to be experimented on like guinea pigs or patronized like bunny rabbits.

Veronica: God, you’re an asshole. Mute him. Heather, how many networks did you run to? What are you talking about? You hated her, she hated you.

Veronica: Ram and I died the day we realized we could never reveal our forbidden love to an uncaring and ununderstanding world. The joy we shared in each other’s arms was greater than any touchdown. Yet we were forced to live the lie of sexist, beer guzzling, jock assholes.

JD: Look, you believed it because you wanted to believe it. Your true feelings were too gross and icky for you to face. Veronica: I did not want them dead! JD: You did too. Veronica: I did not! JD: Did too! Veronica: I did not! JD: Did too! Veronica: I did not! JD: Did too! Veronica: Did not! JD: Did too! Veronica: Did not, did not, did not! Shut up! I did not want them to- JD: Come on, you did, you just- Veronica: Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb!

Veronica: Dear Diary, my teen angst bullshit has a body count. The most popular people in school are dead. Everybody’s sad, but it’s a weird kind of sad. Suicide gave Heather depth, Kurt a soul, Ram a brain. I don’t know what it’s given me, but I’ve got no control over myself when I’m with JD. Are we going to prom or to hell?

Veronica: Hi, I’m sorry. Technically, I did not kill Heather Chandler, but hey, who am I trying to kid, right? I just want my high school to be a nice place. Amen. Did that sound bitchy?

Veronica: That thing this afternoon. I’m so angry! It was chaos, fucking chaos. JD: What are you talking about, huh? I mean, today was great! Chaos is great! Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling. Face it, our way is the way! We scare people into not being assholes! Veronica: Our way is not our way!

[JD shoots the radio] Veronica: That’s it, we’re breaking up! JD: What? But you can’t bring them back, you must know that. Veronica: I am not trying to bring anybody back except maybe myself.

Veronica: And to think there was a time when I actually thought you were cool. Man, if you can’t deal with me now then just stay home and shoot your TV. Blow up a couple toasters or something. Just don’t come to school and don’t mess with me!

Veronica: Heather told everyone about Heather. Yes, Dear Diary, I’ve cut off Heather Chandler’s head and Heather Duke’s head has sprouted back in it’s place. Like some mythological thing my eighth grade boyfriend would have known about. Heather’s even doing the old note trick. I’ve seen JD’s way. I’ve seen Miss Pauline Fleming’s way. And nothing has changed. I guess that’s Heather’s way. And Jesus, what about JD? I can’t get him out of my head.

Veronica: Heather, you’re throwing your life away to become a statistic in the US-fucking-A today. Now that is about the least private thing I can think of. Heather McNamara: What about Heather and Kurt and Ram? Veronica: If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you? Heather McNamara: Probably. Veronica: If you were happy every day of your life you wouldn’t be a human being, you’d be a game show host.

Veronica: Dear Diary, last entry. No one can stop JD. Not the FBI, the CIA, or the PTA. He once told me that the extreme always makes an impression. Well now it’s my turn. Let’s see how the son of a bitch reacts to a suicide he didn’t perform himself!

Dominant Introverted Thinking [Ti]: When Mulan decides on the best solution to a problem, she just goes for it without stopping to discuss it with anyone. She analyzes her obstacles and thinks around the facts. She doesn’t need to have a conversation about it. Instead, she just isolates what her best move is and does it. She realizes that her father is in no condition to go off to war. He’ll die if he goes. So, she chops off her hair, takes his sword, and sneaks off in the middle of the night to fight in his place. She thinks quickly and creatively in stressful situations without losing her cool. Mulan is intelligent and good at defeating her enemies using her brain rather than brawn. While everyone else is fighting in expected ways, Mulan comes up with an innovative method of dealing with her opponents. She takes into account that they are outnumbered and decides to uses Mushu to light the cannon fuse. Instead of aiming at the oncoming men, she uses the cannon to cause an avalanche instead. She also sees that their way of trying to save the Emperor will take too long, so she comes up with the idea of dressing the men up as women and having them use sashes to climb the pillars. Later, she thinks fast on her feet again, pretending to be out of weapons, pulls out her fan, which Shan Yu pierces with his sword, but Mulan turns the tables on him and uses it to disarm him.

Auxiliary Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Taking risks doesn’t frighten Mulan. She charges into war with no combat experience whatsoever and doesn’t spend much time worrying about the potential consequences if her true identity is discovered. Despite Mushu’s warnings, Mulan bathes out in the open where any of the men could walk by and see her. She takes the chance of getting caught and ruining everything because she doesn’t want to smell bad. Mulan is great at improvising in the moment and taking action. She’s extremely resourceful, which she proved by combining her awareness of her surroundings with quick thinking, allowing her to come up with the idea of causing the avalanche to defeat the Huns. She makes bold moves during battle, and though it takes her some time to fully hone her skills, she learns to become aware of her environment and becomes adept at using whatever is available to her advantage.

Tertiary Introverted Intuition [Ni]: If Mulan really wants to commit to something, she doesn’t let anything stop her. She impersonates a man to fight in the war in her father’s place and she works hard to transform into a warrior. She’s able to save China due to her dedication and perseverance. When she has a goal in mind, she doesn’t stop until she achieves it, whether it’s stopping the Hun army or saving the Emperor’s life. Mulan can fail to account for how future events may unfold, which causes her to be somewhat careless. She becomes fiercely determined to climb the pillar and continues trying long after everyone else had left, not stopping until she ultimately prevails.

Inferior Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Mulan wants to fit in and embody everything that her family expects of her, but she struggles between what she wants for herself and what her family wants her to be. Mulan puts aside who she really is and what she wants in order to please the people around her. Not being able to live up to what people expect from her is upsetting because she wants her family to be proud of her. Mulan deals with an internal conflict because while she hates the thought of disappointing her loved ones, it’s also hard for her to blend in and be like all of the other girls.

Note: I considered inferior Te, inferior Si, and inferior Fe for Mulan. She has a hard time navigating established rules and systems and functioning within them (inferior Te). It’s also difficult for her to follow traditions and remember the information she acquires, as she has to cheat by writing the correct responses for the matchmaker on her arm (inferior Si). However, for her to have inferior Si, she would need dominant Ne, which isn’t there. And she exhibits too much Fe/Ti for me to consider her using Te/Fi at all. Some people believe that the song Reflection indicates Fi, but I feel that it actually screams inferior Fe. She doesn’t want to dishonor her family, and even though she’s trying to play the part of the girl they want her to be in order to make them proud, she feels that she falls short. She is willing to be someone other than who she is if it makes them happy, it’s just that she can’t seem to actually do so despite her efforts.

Enneagram: 3w2 6w7 8w9 So/Sx

Quotes:

Mulan: [Using chopsticks to balance a grain of rice] Quiet and demure … graceful, polite, delicate, refined, poised… [she picks up a paintbrush and makes a mark on her arm] punctual!

Fa Zu: Mulan. You should already be in town. We’re counting on you to- Mulan: Uphold the family honor. Don’t worry, Father. I won’t let you down. Wish me luck!

Mulan: Ancestors, hear my plea, Please don’t let me make a fool of me And to not uproot my family tree Keep my father standing tall.

Matchmaker: You are a disagrace! You may look like a bride, but you will never bring your family honor!

Mulan: Look at me … I will never pass for a perfect bride Or a perfect daughter Can it be? I’m not meant to play this part? Now I see That if I were truly to be myself I would break my family’s heart. Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me Why is my reflection someone I don’t know Somehow I cannot hide Who I am, though I’ve tried When will my reflection show Who I am inside? When will my reflection show Who I am, inside?

Mushu: Hey, this is not a good idea. What if somebody sees you? Mulan: Just because I look like a man doesn’t mean I have to smell like one. Mushu: So a couple guys don’t rinse out their socks. Picky, picky, picky. Myself, I kinda like that corn-chip smell. Mulan: [Jumps in the water] Ah. Mushu: Okay, all right, alright, that’s enough, now c’mon, get out before you get all pruney and stuff. Mulan: Mushu, if you’re so worried, go stand watch! Mushu: Yeah, yeah. Stand watch, Mushu, while I blow our secret with my stupid girly habits. Hygiene.

Mulan: How ’bout a girl who’s got a brain, who always speaks her mind?

Shang: Ping! Ping, come back! [Frantically, as Shan Yu draws nearer, his sword raised, Mulan fumbles with the match] Mushu: Okay, you might want to light that right about now, Quickly, quickly! [Mulan is attacked by Shan Yu’s hawk and loses the match.] Yao: C’mon, we gotta help! [The Gang of Three run toward Mulan, swinging their swords. Mulan uses Mushu to light the cannon fuse, and it shoots off toward the overhang] Mushu: You missed! How could you miss?! He was three feet in front of you! [The cannon hits the overhang with a bang, and causes an avalanche that rains down on the Hun Army, burying in them. In fury, Shan Yu roars and hits Mulan in the side with his sword blade. She quickly runs away from the avalanche, pulling Shang with her. Khan runs toward them, and Mulan gets on and tries to give Shang a hand, but he loses his grip and is dragged into the snow.] Mushu: [riding down the snow in a hubcap] Mulan! Mulan! Mulan? [He pulls a Hun’s head out of the snow.] Nope. Mulan! [He reaches down and pulls out Crickee.] Man, you are one lucky bug. [Mulan and Khan break out of the snow and race toward Shang, who, unconscious, is sliding on the snow toward a cliff.] Mulan: Shang! [She pulls him up onto the saddle.]

Shang: Ping! What’s wrong? [Mulan moves her hands to reveal blood.] He’s wounded! Get help! [Mulan sinks into unconsciousness.] Ping, hold on. Hold on. [The doctor emerges from his tent and says something to Shang, who looks disturbed and rushes inside. He looks at Mulan, who sits up in bed, her side bandaged. Shang stares at her, recognizing her as a girl. Mulan realizes her mistake and pulls the blanket back on.] Mulan: I can explain! Chi Fu: So it’s true! Mulan: Shang! Chi Fu: [yanking Mulan out of the tent and pulling her hair out of a bun] I knew there was something wrong with you! A woman! Treacherous snake! Mulan: My name is Mulan. I did it to save my father! Chi Fu: High treason! Mulan: I didn’t mean for it to go this far! Chi Fu: Ultimate dishonor! Mulan: It was the only way! Please, believe me!

Mulan: I should never have left home. Mushu: Hey C’mon. You wanted to save your father’s life. Who knew you’d end up shaming him, disgracing your ancestors and losing all your friends. Y’know, you just gotta… just gotta learn to let these things go. Mulan: Maybe I didn’t go for my father. Maybe what I really wanted was to prove that I could do things right. So that when I looked in the mirror [she picks up her helmet] I’d see someone worthwhile. But I was wrong. I see nothing. Mushu: Hey, that’s just cause this needs a little spit, that’s all. [He spits on the helmet.] Let me shine this up for you. I can see you, lookit you, you look so pretty! The truth is, we’re both frauds. Your ancestors didn’t send me; they don’t even like me. I mean, you risked your life to help people you love. I risked your life to help myself. At least you had good intentions. [Crickee starts to cry] Mushu: What do you mean, you’re not lucky! You… lied to me? [Crickee nods. Mushu turns to Khan.] And what are you, a sheep? Mulan: I’ll have to face my father sooner or later. Let’s go home Mushu: Yeah. This ain’t gonna be pretty. But don’t you worry, okay? Things will work out. We started this thing together and that’s how we’ll finish it. I promise. [The shadow of a hawk flies overheard, and around a bend. Shan Yu climb out of the snow and looks around. He lets out a roar. Soon he is joined by five of his soldiers. They start down the path toward the Imperial City. Mulan watches them, grabs her sword, mounts Khan and turns after the Huns.] Mushu: Uh, home is that way. Mulan: I have to do something. Mushu: Did you see those Huns? They popped out of the snow! LIKE DAISIES! Mulan: Are we in this together, or not? Mushu: [looks guilty] Let’s go kick some Hun-ny Bunch! [He and Crickee jump on Khan, and they ride down the mountain, whooping.]

Mulan: They’ll never reach the Emperor in time. [She looks around, then at the tall pillars by the side of the palace. She whistles to them.] Hey guys! I’ve got an idea! [The Gang of Three looks at each other and then follows Mulan, dropping the statue. They all take off their equipment, and put on dresses and makeup, and they use the silk belts around their waists to climb up the pillars. Next to them, Shang takes off his cape and climbs up. Inside the palace, on a balcony, the Huns hold the Emperor. Shan Yu sticks his head in their faces.]

Shan Yu: No! [He turns to Shang, who is now conscious.] You! You took away my victory! [He is hit by a shoe.] Mulan: No! I did. [She pulls back her hair.] Shan Yu: The soldier from the mountain! [Abandoning Shang, he chases after Mulan, who is putting on her shoe. She slams the door shut, and he rams his fist through the wood. Mulan is joined by Mushu and Crickee, riding the feather-less hawk.] Mushu: So what’s the plan? Mulan: Ummmmm… Mushu: YOU DON’T HAVE A PLAN? Mulan: Hey, I’m making this up as I… go … [as they pass a window she notices a pile of fireworks and two men.] Mushu– Mushu: Way ahead of you, sister! C’mon, Crickee! [They jump onto a paper kite decoration and float across to the tower. Shan Yu attacks Mulan, and she shimmies up a pole. Shan Yu cuts down the pole, and Mulan and the pole go through the wall. Mulan jumps up and grabs onto the roof and pulls herself up. She looks across to where Mushu and Crickee are gathering ammunition.]

Man: Look! On the roof! [Mulan backs along the roof, mesuring the distance with her hands. Shan Yu crashes through the roof and raises his sword. Mulan pulls out a paper fan.] Shan Yu: Guess you’re out of ideas. [He stabs the sword through the fan; Mulan turns it around and readies the sword.] Mulan: Not quite. Ready, Mushu? Mushu: [with a rocket strapped to his back] I am ready, baby! [He breaths fire on a stick and hands it to Crickee.] Light me! [Mulan kicks Shan Yu in the face, then trips him and pins his shirt to the ground with the sword. Crickee lights the fuse, and the rocket slams Shan Yu straight into the firework tower.] Mulan: [picking up Mushu] Get off the roof, get off the roof! [As the fireworks explode, she jumps, catches a lantern and swings down the cord, then drops onto Shang, who is running down the stairs. Shan Yu’s sword and Mushu land nearby.]

Dominant Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Flynn sees opportunities everywhere and doesn’t hesitate to act on them. He enjoys adventure and has no trouble taking risks that put him in dangerous situations. He’s a thief who doesn’t think twice about stealing the tiara of the lost princess from the palace. Flynn is quick, agile, and uses his keen awareness of his environment to evade capture. When he’s being pursued by the guards and comes across Rapunzel’s tower, he climbs it without hesitation to hide out there. He improvises in the moment and gives little thought to the potential consequences. Flynn sees things for exactly what they are without reading into them. When Rapunzel says, “Something brought you here, Flynn Ryder. Call it what you will, fate, destiny…” Flynn cuts her off simply by saying “A horse.” Flynn thinks quickly in the moment, using a nearby shard of a mirror to cut Rapunzel’s hair, thus defeating Mother Gothel.

Auxiliary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: If it makes logical sense to Flynn, he does it, regardless of who gets hurt in the process. His priority is to steal the tiara without getting arrested. As he’s being chased by the guards, he uses the Slabbington brothers to give him a boost, and leaves them behind to get caught. Flynn isn’t lacking in the wit department, and uses this both in his sense of humor, and in his various schemes. He’s a rational thinker and He’s able to come up with creative solutions to his problems on the fly without planning ahead (cutting Rapunzel’s hair).

Tertiary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: When Rapunzel attempts to extort him into taking her to see the floating lights, he tries to play on her emotions to get her to change her mind and return home. He knows how to manipulate her, and plays on her fear and her guilt in order to get her to return to her tower. Flynn pretends to be encouraging her to rebel, but he’s really trying to make her feel even worse about leaving Mother Gothel by going on and on about how Rapunzel will be “breaking her heart.” When that doesn’t work, he decides to take Rapunzel to an establishment filled with customers who are a bit rough around the edges. Flynn cares about what others think of him and invents a false identity in order to appear more impressive than he actually is (“A fake reputation is all a man has.”)

Inferior Introverted Intuition [Ni]: Flynn wants to be rich and have adventures and his entire life has been in pursuit of these two desires. Although he knows that he wants to have a lot of money and visualizes himself living in a castle, he doesn’t exactly have a solid plan to get himself there. Instead, he just steals valuable objects in order to fund his dream, but quickly abandons his ambitions in favor of a “new dream” shortly after meeting Rapunzel.

Enneagram: 7w8 3w2 8w7 Sp/Sx

Dominant Introverted Thinking [Ti]: Meg has a quick wit, which she frequently uses to insult those around her. She’s logical, independent, and doesn’t rely on anyone to save her. When she first meets Hercules, she believes she can deal with Nessus on her own, telling him that she’s capable of handling the situation herself. She has confidence in her ability to come up with solutions to her problems without any help. Meg prefers to remain detached and doesn’t want to grow too close to Hercules. She’s clever and comes up with several ways to manipulate Hercules (claiming that she has “weak ankles” as a segue to get Hercules to open up about his own weaknesses). Meg is cynical, snarky, and believes that it’s best to isolate herself so that nobody can hurt her.

Auxiliary Extroverted Sensing [Se]: It’s easy for Meg to use what is immediately available to her accomplish a task. She manipulates Hercules using her sexuality. When Hades tasks Meg with finding out his weakness, she does so by persuading him to play hooky with her and shows him a fun-filled day. Though it’s never stated, one might infer that Meg purposely tripped down the steps in order to start a conversation with Hercules about weaknesses because she was trying to get him to admit his. Meg is comfortable in risky situations and can make shortsighted decisions without considering the ramifications when presented with an opportunity (selling her soul to Hades in exchange for her boyfriend’s life). She’s quick to leap into action (hopping onto Pegasus to get Phil in order to save Hercules, even though she’s terrified of heights). She also notices the pillar about to fall and crush Hercules and is able to push him out of the way in the nick of time, saving his life.

Tertiary Introverted Intuition [Ni]: Meg is driven by one goal – work off her debt and eventually be free from Hades forever. She experiences flashes of insight – she can tell relatively quickly that Hercules isn’t like everybody else and believes in him. Meg is good at knowing how to manipulate people and instinctively knows which buttons to push. Once Meg falls for Hercules, she becomes determined to protect him from Hades, regardless of the consequences. Meg appears to believe in universal truths about the world and humanity (everyone is petty and dishonest).

Inferior Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Admitting her feelings doesn’t come easily for Meg. Instead, she keeps them hidden and denies the truth. Although she was working with Hades to obtain her freedom, in the end, she sacrifices herself to save Hercules. Meg is willing to make selfless choices for those she loves – she’s only a slave to Hades because she sold her soul to him in an attempt to save her boyfriend’s life. Although Meg doesn’t lead with her emotions, she is able to tap into them, as she puts on quite a performance for Hercules in order to convince him to come save the two little boys (Pain and Panic), who were supposedly trapped as a result of a rock slide.

Enneagram: 6w5 8w7 4w5 Sp/Sx

Quotes:

Hercules: Pardon me, my good, uh… uh… sir. I’ll have to ask you to release that young – Megara: Keep movin’, junior. Hercules: — lady. But you… are-aren’t you… a damsel in distress? Megara: I’m a damsel. I’m in distress. I can handle this. Have a nice day.

Megara: Megara. My friends call me Meg, or at least they would if I had any friends. So… did they give you a name along with all those rippling pectorials? Hercules: Uh, I’m, uh, um- Megara: Are you always this articulate? Hercules: Hercules. My… My name is Hercules. Megara: Hercules, huh? I think I prefer Wonderboy. Hercules: So, uh, how-how-how’d you get mixed up with the, uh- Megara: Pinhead with hooves? [Hercules nods] Well, you know how men are. They think “no” means “yes” and “get lost” means “take me, I’m yours”. Don’t worry, Shorty here can explain it to ya later. Well, thanks for everything, Herc. It’s been a real slice. [She starts to walk away.] Hercules: Wait! [She stops and turns.] Um… can we give you a ride? [Pegasus snorts, whinnies and flies to a high branch.] Megara: Uh… I don’t think your pinto likes me very much. Hercules: Pegasus? Oh, no, don’t be silly! He’d be more than happy to- Ow. [PEGASUS has dropped an apple on Hercules’ head. He looks up and Pegasus whistles innocently.] Megara: I’ll be alright. I’m a big, tough girl. I can tie my own sandals and everything. [She walks away again.] Bye-bye, Wonderboy.

Megara: Please! Help! Please! There’s been a terrible accident! Hercules: Meg? Phil: Speakin’ of disasters. Megara: Wonderboy! Hercules, thank goodness! Hercules: Wha-what’s wrong? Megara: Outside of town, two little boys, they were playing in the gorge. There was this rock slide, a terrible rock slide! They’re trapped! Hercules: Kids? Trapped? Phil! Phil, this is great! Megara: You’re really choked up about this, aren’t ya?

Megara: Looks like your game is over- Wonderboy’s hitting every curve you throw at him. Hades: Oh, yeah… I wonder if maybe I haven’t been throwing the right curves at him, Meg, my sweet. Megara: Don’t even go there. Hades: See, he’s gotta have a weakness, because everybody’s got a weakness, I mean for Pandora, it was the box thing, for the Trojans, hey, they bet on the wrong horse, okay? We simply need to find out Wonderboy’s. Megara: I’ve done my part. Get your little imps- Hades: They couldn’t handle him as a baby. I need someone who can … handle him as a man. Megara: Hey, I’ve sworn off man-handling. Hades: Well, you know, that’s good, because that’s what got you into this jam in the first place, isn’t it? You sold your soul to me to save your boyfriend’s life. And how does this creep thank you? By running off with some babe. He hurt you real bad, didn’t he, Meg? Huh? Megara: Look, I learned my lesson, okay? Hades: Which is exactly why I got a feelin’ you’re gonna leap at my new offer. You give me the key to bringing down Wonderbreath and I give you the thing that you crave most in the entire cosmos! Your freedom.

Megara: Let’s see … what could be behind curtain number one? [She pulls the cord on the side and we see Hercules behind the curtain.] Hercules: Meg! Megara: It’s alright. The sea of raging hormones has ebbed. Hercules: Gee, i-i-it’s great to see you. I-I-I missed you. Megara: [Flopping down onto a couch] So this is what heroes do on their days off? Hercules: Ah… I’m no hero… Megara: Sure ya are. Everybody in Greece thinks you’re the greatest thing since they put the pocket in pita. Hercules: I know, it’s-it’s crazy, y’know, I can’t go anywhere without being mobbed, I mean- Megara: Ah. You sound like you could use a day off. Think your nanny goat would go berserk if you played hooky this afternoon? Hercules: Oh, gee. I-I don’t know. Phil’s got the rest of the day pretty much booked- Megara: Ah, Phil-schmill. Just follow me- out the window, round the dumbbells, you lift up the back wall and we’re gone.

Hercules: I didn’t know playing hooky could be so much fun. Megara: Yeah. Neither did I. Hercules: Thanks, Meg. Megara: Oh… don’t thank me just yet. Oh! [She falls into HERCULES’ arms.] Hercules: Oops- careful. Megara: Sorry. Weak ankles. Hercules: Oh yeah? Well maybe you’d better sit down. [He carries her over to a bench, puts her down, then sits down beside her.] Megara: So… uh… do you have any problems with things like this? [She stretches out her leg and holds her foot right in front of his face.] Hercules: Uh… Megara: Weak ankles, I mean. Hercules: Oh. Uh, no. Not really. Megara: [Moving closer to him] No weaknesses whatsoever? No trick knee? Hercules: Uh… Megara: Ruptured… disks? Hercules: No. I’m… I’m afraid I’m uh… fit as a fiddle. [He stands.] Megara: [sighs] Wonderboy, you are perfect. Hercules: Thanks.

Megara: If there’s a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I’ve already won that No man is worth the aggravation That’s ancient history, been there, done that

Megara: No chance no way I won’t say it, no no It’s too cliche I won’t say I’m in love

Megara: I thought my heart had learned its lesson It feels so good when you start out My head is screaming “Get a grip girl Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out

Megara: No chance no way I won’t say it, no no This scene won’t play I won’t say I’m in love You’re way off base I won’t say it At least out loud I won’t say I’m in love

Hades: I’m sorry… you hear that sound? That’s the sound on your freedom fluttering out the window… forever. Megara: I don’t care. I’m not gonna help you hurt him. Hades: I can’t believe you’re getting so worked up about some… guy. Megara: This one is different. He’s honest, and – and he’s sweet- Hades: Please. Megara: He would never do anything to hurt me. Hades: He’s a guy! Megara: Besides, oh Oneness, you can’t beat him. He has no weaknesses. He’s gonna — Hades: I think he does, Meg. I truly think… he does.

Megara: Hercules! Look out! [She pushes him out of the way, but the pillar falls on her instead.] Hercules: Meg! NO! What’s happening? Megara: H-Hades’ deal is broken. He promised I wouldn’t get hurt. Hercules: Meg. Why- why did you… you didn’t have to- Megara: Oh, people always do crazy things… when they’re in love. Hercules: Oh… Meg. Meg, I- I… Megara: Are you… always this articulate? You- you haven’t got much time. You can still stop Hades.

Dominant Introverted Intuition [Ni]: When it comes to thinking in the long-term, Dumbledore is second to none. He spends years grooming Harry, knowing that in the end, he’d likely have to give his own life in order to defeat Voldemort. Dumbledore always seems to have a sense of what’s really going on. Although Dumbledore ultimately used his powers for good, he spent a portion of his youth consumed with the idea of building a “better” future and devoted a great deal of energy to making tis vision into a reality. Nearly every move that Dumbledore makes is in service of a larger goal. While he was once infatuated with the idea of wizard supremacy and with finding the Deathly Hallows, he later becomes entirely focused on stopping Voldemort. He organizes the Order of the Phoenix, delves deep into Voldemort’s past and his memories for clues and information that might be useful in thwarting him (Ni-Ti), and launches a mission to find and destroy each of his horcruxes in order to vanquish him once and for all. Dumbledore always has his mind on the big picture, and displays incredibly good intuition. He has the ability to apply a tremendous amount of insight into most people and situations, and seems to innately understand them, often with little to no prior knowledge, and his various hunches are proven to be correct. He’s always moving pieces into place and making moves to serve his overall goal – ridding the world of Voldemort’s tyranny once and for all. Even though he knew Harry was the world’s best chance at defeating Voldemort…

Auxiliary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: … he never saw him as a mere pawn. Instead, he formed a deep relationship with him and cared for him very much, even though he knew that Harry would someday need to make an inconceivable sacrifice. While he and Gellert made plans for the future of Wizarding kind, Albus genuinely believed that what they were doing was for the “greater good.” Dumbledore is extremely good at understanding other people and knows how to deal with everyone he encounters individually. He knows what methods will work and can personalize his approaches with people. Dumbledore thinks in terms of the collective and wants to make the world a better place, which he does by leading the fight against Voldemort through his founding of the Order of the Phoenix. Dumbledore cares very much about other people’s feelings and is skilled when it comes to relating to those around him. While he is an immensely powerful wizard, who people should fear for his knowledge and skill, he has a gentle, humble, and kind demeanor, which makes him appear approachable, and allows him to effortlessly put those around him at ease. He is able to find the good in most people and “could find something of value in anyone.” Although he has his secrets, people tend to implicitly trust Dumbledore and his judgment. He is a strong leader who is admired and respected by those around him.

Tertiary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: Much to Harry’s annoyance, Dumbledore rarely clues anyone in to what he’s thinking or planning. Instead, Dumbledore typically reaches his own personal conclusions about things, and keeps his assessments to himself. His thinking is an internal process and he can be far from forthcoming with the people around him. Dumbledore was known to have one of the most gifted minds in the wizarding community. He had a variety of interests, whether he was discovering the twelve different uses for dragon’s blood or working in alchemy with Nicolas Flamel. Dumbledore is able to maintain a certain level of detachment. He is capable of putting his personal feelings aside for the good of the many. Dumbledore has a curious and penetrating mind, and he enjoys pondering questions and is more than comfortable with thinking around the facts of any given predicament he finds himself in.

Inferior Extroverted Sensing [Se]: Dumbledore is rarely seen engaging with his physical environment. He tends to be detached from his external world and prefers to act behind the scenes. His approach tends to be a bit indirect, but while he prefers to be the “man behind the curtain,” he is more than capable of getting his hands dirty when necessary, as evidenced by his duel with Voldemort at the Ministry of Magic. Although Dumbledore is a master at subtext, intuitive deductions, and seeing what could be, he is also able to see things for what they are, and is incredulous when so many witches and wizards refuse to accept Voldemort’s return. It’s right in front of you! How can you not see it? Dumbledore enjoys some sensory pleasures, including bowling, music, and has a fondness for sweet treats. Although Dumbledore is a brilliant man, he isn’t impervious to short-sighted mistakes. When he finds the resurrection stone in Marvolo Gaunt’s ring, he thoughtlessly puts it on his finger, desperate to see his family once again. However, the ring had been cursed, an oversight which lead Dumbledore to his demise.

Enneagram: 5w6 9w1 3w2 Sx/So

Dominant Introverted Feeling [Fi]: Harry doesn’t typically like to discuss his feelings, and instead keeps them to himself. He believes in doing the right thing, even if he has to put his life on the line to do it. It doesn’t matter much who the person is or how dangerous the situation might be. Even though he doesn’t particularly like Hermione in the beginning, he still puts himself at risk to find her and warn her about the troll. He even saves Draco Malfoy, who has done nothing but torment Harry for years. What other people say or think doesn’t influence Harry’s beliefs. He knows that Voldemort’s back and if his classmates don’t accept that, then that’s their problem. How Harry feels about something is much more vital to predicting his reaction than logic. Harry values freedom and is able to relate to the boa constrictor because they’re both trapped in confined spaces they wish to escape from, and so he inadvertently uses magic to set the snake free. Harry is extremely moralistic – he refuses to befriend Draco Malfoy because he treats Ron poorly and disrespects the Weasley family. He doesn’t care about his status, he just cares about what kind of person he is. Harry is quickly able to tell that Draco is no good and he knows he doesn’t need friends like that. Harry wants to help those around him, but he typically does so by doing something (Fi-Se), rather than offering emotional support (tricking Lucius Malfoy into handing Dobby a sock in order to set the house elf free or buying a bunch of treats on the train to share with Ron). Harry is often shown to be uncomfortable with physical displays of affection and prefers when people don’t make a big deal out of it when he does something nice for them. Harry often struggles with his fame and doesn’t usually enjoy all of the attention he constantly receives. He’s okay with it when he wins a Quidditch match or defeats a dragon, sure. But he doesn’t want recognition for his claim to fame because he was just a baby. He didn’t do anything, and so he feels the way people treat him is undeserved. He wants to earn respect, not have it given to him for something that was out of his own control. Harry’s values come from within – he doesn’t prevent Sirius and Lupin from killing Wormtail because killing is wrong. He stops it because he doesn’t think his father would’ve wanted two of his best friends to become murderers. Harry strongly believes in fairness. When he finds out that the champions will have to face dragons during the first task of the Triwizard Tournament, he passes the intel along to Cedric, believing that Madame Maxime has told Fleur and Karkaroff has informed Krum. He’s very honorable, and even though he ends up having to face the most vicious of the four dragons, he refuses to accept any advice from Ludo Bagman. During the second task, Harry’s task is to rescue Ron, but he can’t just leave Hermione, Gabrielle, and Cho, and so, he waits for the others to arrive to make sure they get back safely. When Fleur doesn’t show up, Harry takes Gabrielle and Ron, even though doing so puts him at a disadvantage in the competition. He couldn’t just leave her down there, regardless of whether or not she was his responsibility. Sometimes Harry’s morality in his undoing. In the third task, he saves Cedric (his competition) and he suggests taking the cup with Cedric, allowing them both to win, a gesture that would ultimately result in Cedric’s death. When Rita Skeeter writes an inaccurate article about Harry, he’s angry because it isn’t true. It’s not a real representation of him. It’s not so much that he’s afraid of how other people will treat him after they read it, but that they will get the wrong idea about who he is. Harry’s sense of self is important to him. He frequently questions his identity and worries that his connection to Voldemort makes him bad. Harry readily stands up for himself and others and doesn’t keep his mouth shut to avoid trouble if he truly believes something is unjust. He lands himself in detention with Umbridge because he refuses to allow her to deny the return of Voldemort. Harry doesn’t like to make a big show of it when he does something kind for someone else. He’d rather they didn’t mention it because he doesn’t do things for the recognition or for gratitude. If he helps someone, it’s because he felt it was the right thing to do – he doesn’t need his good deeds to be broadcast to the world. Harry can deal with the majority of people thinking he’s a liar (or believing him to be untrustworthy) but it only truly gets to him when his friends turn against him (like Ron did after Harry’s name came out of the Goblet of Fire). He’s also deeply hurt when he assumes that Dumbledore isn’t sharing any information with him due to a lack of trust. Even though Harry usually saves those who don’t really deserve his mercy, he allows the centaurs to drag Umbridge with them into the forest after the way she treated him and his classmates throughout the course of the school year because she crossed a line and deserved whatever punishment was in store for her.

Auxiliary Extroverted Sensing [Se]: It’s initially difficult for Harry to accept that he’s a wizard because wizards don’t exist. Even though bizarre things always seem to happen when he’s around, it’s just not possible. Even after witnessing Hagrid perform magic, he wakes up the next day, expecting that it had all just been a dream. The people around Harry often become frustrated with him because of the way he can recklessly throw himself into perilous situations. Harry is athletic and picks up on things quickly. He has a natural talent for flying and makes the Quidditch team in his first year after his very first flying lesson ever, when he’s caught on a broom (which he only did to catch Neville Longbottom’s remembrall). Harry tends to live in the moment and can sometimes fails to think about the possible ramifications of his actions beforehand. He enjoys experiencing new things, and is so excited upon seeing Diagon Alley for the first time that he wishes he had more eyes to be able to see everything at once. Harry’s failure to think of consequences often leads him to dive into things without thinking them through (such as spying on Draco Malfoy, going after the remembrall, sneaking into Hogsmeade when there was an alleged murderer on the loose who supposedly wanted to kill him). Although she was wrong, Hermione was right to be concerned about where the Firebolt came from, but the thought of it being jinxed didn’t cross Harry’s mind. Harry is quick to notice things in his physical environment – when he tries to prevent the Philosopher’s Stone from being stolen with Ron and Hermione, he is able to quickly spot the key that’s different from all of the others, allowing them to enter the next room. Harry is also the one who notices that a piece of paper is balled up in Hermione’s clenched, petrified hand. Harry is good at acting in the moment and has proven himself to be extremely resourceful. After the Basilisk’s fang poisons him, Harry uses it to destroy Riddle’s diary, effectively defeating him. Harry often does things with no real plan – for instance, impulsively leaving the Dursley’s after accidentally inflating Aunt Marge. He didn’t know where he was going to go or what he was going to do… he just gathered his belongings and left. Harry has a tendency to see things as they are and take them at face value. He truly believed that if Fleur didn’t come for Gabrielle, she would just be left there at the bottom of the lake. It never occurs to him that the hostages would be unharmed if a champion were to fail their rescue mission. Although Hermione suspects that the vision Harry has of Sirius is a trap, Harry insists on going to rescue him anyway. When it turns out that she was correct, Harry is forced to deal with the guilt he feels for the part he unwittingly played in Sirius’s demise.

Tertiary Introverted Intuition [Ni]: Sometimes, Harry gets hunches, which he can become quite obsessive over. When his intuition tells him something, he typically sees it through, following it wherever it takes him. Harry knew that Draco Malfoy was a Death Eater. However, sometimes Harry gets very strong gut feelings that turn out to be incorrect – such as believing that Snape was the person trying to steal the Philosopher’s Stone. Even though he’s wrong about Snape’s intentions, he is right in the sense that Snape was once involved with the Death Eaters. When he saw the stag patronus, he believed that it was somehow his father saving him. Harry doesn’t spend very much time thinking about the future or what he wants, and when he does, he often thinks of it pessimistically (believing he wouldn’t survive beyond the first task of the Triwizard Tournament). Although Harry sometimes resents his destiny, he commits himself to stopping Voldemort and dedicates himself to destroying Horcruxes so he can kill Voldemort once and for all. It can sometimes be difficult for Harry to predict chains of events. It doesn’t occur to him that if he spares Peter Pettigrew, he might find a way to return to Voldemort, which would result in Professor Trelawney’s prophecy coming true. Harry often struggles to read between the lines. He doesn’t pick up on Cho’s (fairly obvious) jealousy about Harry’s friendship with Hermione, and misses the cue that he was supposed to use that moment to reassure her.

Inferior Extroverted Thinking [Te]: When Harry finally loses his temper, his Te becomes apparent. Nobody is safe when Harry finally loses his temper. Between Dumbledore practically ignoring him all year long and the events at the Ministry of Magic (notably, Sirius’s death), Harry reaches a breaking point and he finally tells Dumbledore off for not being there for him. His violent outburst even causes him to angrily break items in Dumbledore’s office. Harry has no problem standing up for himself and others, and can become quite vicious. When Harry seeks out information on his own, it’s usually for a reason. He wants to use it for something. He tries to prepare for his first Quidditch match by borrowing Quidditch Through the Ages from Hermione. He only spends time in the library when he needs to acquire specific knowledge that will aid him with real problems (researching how to get past his dragon, looking in the restricted section for information on Nicolas Flamel). Harry doesn’t typically develop his own plans – he typically leaves all that to Hermione (Te-dom). It’s difficult for Harry to prepare for things ahead of time, as indicated by his procrastination during the Triwizard Tournament. He didn’t give himself enough time to try to figure out the clue for the second task, much to Hermione’s disappointment. He also tends to put off his school assignments and leave them for the last minute. Even though people tend to look to Harry for leadership, Harry often feels uncomfortable in this role. He can be assertive when he needs to be, but it’s not natural for him. It’s difficult for him to give orders and he has a hard time when people look to him for answers.

Enneagram: 9w8 6w7 2w1 Sp/Sx

Quotes:

Harry: Look, let’s not talk about Cedric right now… let’s talk about something else. Cho: I thought, I thought you’d u-u-understand! I need to talk about it! Surely you n-need to talk about it too! I mean, you saw it happen, d-didn’t you? Harry: Well – I have talked about it, to Ron and Hermione, but- Cho: Oh, you’ll talk to Hermione Granger! But you won’t talk to me! P-perhaps it would be best if we just… just p-paid and you went and met up with Hermione G-Granger, like you obviously want to!

Harry: I’m going to keep going until I succeed — or die. Don’t think I don’t know how this might end. I’ve known it for years.

Harry: You’re the one who is weak. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.

“And Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent’s arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from this nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been.”

Harry: Ginny, listen…I can’t be involved with you anymore. We’ve got to stop seeing each other. We can’t be together. Ginny: It’s for some stupid noble reason isn’t it? Harry: It’s been like…like something out of someone else’s life these last few weeks with you. But I can’t…we can’t…I’ve got to do things alone now. Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He’s already used you as bait once, and that was just because you were my best friend’s sister. Think how much danger you’ll be in if we keep this up. He’ll know, he’ll find out. He’ll try and get me through you. Harry: What if I don’t care? Ginny: I care. How do you think I’d feel if this was your funeral…and it was my fault…

“It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew – and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents – that there was all the difference in the world.”

Harry: Do you—do you think I want to—do you think I give a—I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY! Dumbledore: You will. Because you are not nearly as mad at me as you ought to be. If you are to attack me, as I know you are close to doing, I would like to have thoroughly earned it.

Harry: Let me out. Dumbledore: No. Harry: If you don’t – if you keep me in here – if you don’t let me- Dumbledore: By all means continue destroying my possessions. I daresay I have too many.

Dumbledore: There is no shame in what you are feeling, Harry. On the contrary… the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.

Harry: I DON’T CARE! I’VE HAD ENOUGH, I’VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON’T CARE ANYMORE! Dumbledore: You do care. You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

Harry: I didn’t want anyone to talk to me. Ginny: Well, that was a bit stupid of you, seeing as how you don’t know anyone but me who’s been possessed by You-Know-Who, and I can tell you how it feels.

Dolores Umbridge: Your previous teachers in this subject may have allowed you more licence, but as none of them–with the possible exception of Professor Quirrell, who did at least appear to have restricted himself to age-appropriate subjects–would have passed a Ministry inspection– Harry: Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher, there was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head.

“I just wondered where you —” Ron broke off, shrugging. “Nothing. I’m going back to bed.” “Just thought you’d come nosing around, did you?” Harry shouted. He knew that Ron had no idea what he’d walked in on, knew he hadn’t done it on purpose, but he didn’t care — at this moment he hated everything about Ron, right down to the several inches of bare ankle showing beneath his pajama trousers.”

“As Hagrid had said, what would come would come and he would have to meet it when it did.”

“No, I’m fine,’ said Harry, wondering why he kept telling people this, and wondering whether he had ever been less fine.”

“…he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defence was possible…”

Harry: [to Cedric] Yeah…we’ve helped each other out, haven’t we? We both got here. Let’s just take it together.

Ludo Bagman: Most of the judges, feel that this shows moral fiber and merits full marks. However… Mr Potter’s score is forty-five points.

“Harry was finding it difficult to think about the future at all, he felt as if his whole life had been leading up to, and would finish with, the first task…”

“Harry, listen,” said Hermione, exchanging a look with Ron, “you must be really upset about what we heard yesterday. But the thing is, you mustn’t go doing anything stupid.” “Like what?” said Harry. “Like trying to go after Black,” said Ron sharply. Harry could tell they had rehearsed this conversation while he had been asleep. He didn’t say anything.”

“Get off me,” Harry spat, throwing Pettigrew’s hands off him in disgust. “I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it because — I don’t reckon my dad would’ve wanted them to become killers — just for you.”

Harry: So, according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord did he?

“Hmm,” said a small voice in his ear. “Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There’s talent, oh my goodness, yes — and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that’s interesting. . . . So where shall I put you?” Harry gripped the edges of the stool and thought, Not Slytherin, not Slytherin. “Not Slytherin, eh?” said the small voice. “Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it’s all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that — no? Well, if you’re sure — better be GRYFFINDOR!”

Dobby: Dobby has heard of your greatness, sir, but of your goodness, Dobby never knew…

Madam Pomfrey: [to Harry] Oh, it’s you, is it? I suppose you’ve been doing something dangerous again?

Dumbledore: I will say it again. You have shown bravery beyond anything I could have expected of you tonight, Harry. You have shown bravery equal to those who died fighting Voldemort at the height of his powers. You have shouldered a grown wizard’s burden and found yourself equal to it.

McGonagall: For heaven’s sake, Potter! Do you really think this is about truth or lies? It’s about keeping your head down and your temper under control!

Harry: So that’s it, is it? “Stay there?” That’s all anyone could tell me after I got attacked by those dementors too! Just stay put while the grown-ups sort it out, Harry! We won’t bother telling you anything, though, because your tiny little brain might not be able to cope with it!

Snape: I told you to empty yourself of emotion! Harry: Yeah? Well, I’m finding that hard at the moment. Snape:Then you will find yourself easy prey for the Dark Lord! Fools who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who cannot control their emotions, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked this easily — weak people, in other words — they stand no chance against his powers! He will penetrate your mind with absurd ease, Potter!

Hermione: This isn’t a criticism, Harry! But you do … sort of … I mean — don’t you think you’ve got a bit of a — a — saving people thing?

Harry: I don’t want to talk about how I feel, all right? Dumbledore: Harry, suffering like this proves you are still a man! This pain is part of being human – Harry: THEN — I — DON’T — WANT — TO — BE — HUMAN!

“Harry – you’re a great wizard, you know.” “I’m not as good as you,” said Harry, very embarrassed, as she let go of him. “Me!” said Hermione. “Books! And cleverness! There are more important things – friendship and bravery and – oh Harry – be careful!”

“You’ll soon find out some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.” He held out his hand to shake Harry’s, but Harry didn’t take it. “I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks,” he said coolly.”

Lupin: [to Harry] “What you fear most of all is —fear. Very wise…”

“Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.”

“A fierce battle was raging inside Harry's brain: She's Ron's sister. But she's ditched Dean! She's still Ron's sister. I'm his best mate! That'll make it worse. If I talked to him first- He'd hit you. What if I don't care? He's your best mate!”