Chapter 15 Followers

After the two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes in the morning, Mike began to wander around Hogwarts. He had eaten too much during the class and needed to eat something.

He didn't want to go to Ravenclaw. Mike had already visited there. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Gryffindor.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and the tower where the Gryffindor lounge is located are not far away. After riding on a self-flying staircase for a while, Mike finally came to the portrait of the fat woman after a while.

Looking at the fat woman combing her hair in the portrait, Mike thought about it for a moment. The password for the Gryffindor lounge seemed to be... "Dragons."

"The password has been changed, dear." The fat woman stopped what she was doing and looked at Mike, "Oh, you are a student of Ravenclaw. Handsome little Ravenclaw, come to Gryffindor. What's the matter?"

The fat woman made such a stinky look that Mike felt very disgusted.

"Look who this is, isn't this our Prince Charming?"

"That's right! It looks like our Prince Charming finally remembered his Gryffindor friends."

The Weasley brothers happened to be walking over from a distance.

"You came at the right time, George, Fred. I was just about to go in and find you." Mike spread his hands and shrugged, "And what's going on with Prince Charming."

"Don't you know yet? Your deeds in the restaurant that day have been spread throughout the world." George said with an exaggerated expression in surprise.

"Poor Cinderella Hermione was blocked by the evil boy Malfoy in the restaurant. At the critical moment, her prince charming suddenly took action and saved him from the evil boy's hands." Fred held his hands on his chest, He raised his head and looked into the air with a very intoxicated expression.

Mike was speechless. He didn't expect that after the restaurant incident was spread, it would become a story about a hero saving a beauty. But looking at the funny behavior of the two brothers in front of me, I'm afraid he is the culprit.

The Weasley brothers did not continue to tease Mike. They were very good at controlling jokes, which was one of the reasons why Mike was willing to make friends with them.

George glanced at the black guy following Mike and said, "By the way, who is this person? Is he your new friend?"

"Yes, this is my new good friend, Franklin." Mike helplessly spread his hands and shrugged.

Yes, that's right, Franklin has been following Mike since the end of Defense Against the Dark Arts class. He didn't say a word, just followed silently.

Poor Mike, in order not to make the atmosphere between the two of them too awkward, they didn't speak to him at all at first.

But after they walked several stairs, Franklin still had no intention of leaving, and Mike stopped paying attention to him.

After several people introduced each other, the Weasley brothers finally opened the door to the Gryffindor lounge for Mike. As soon as he entered, a girl with big wavy hair appeared in front of Mike.

"Mike, how could you enter the Gryffindor lounge?" Hermione's reaction was a bit loud. Students from other houses were generally not allowed to enter the lounges of the four major houses, but she immediately realized that her attitude was wrong. , "I mean...why did you think of coming to the Gryffindor lounge to find me."

"I'm worried about you, Hermione. When I left yesterday, I noticed something wasn't right about you." Mike's lie came out of his mouth, "And where are Harry and Ron."

Hermione curled her lips and said with some disdain: "They are playing wizard chess in the dormitory. I will take you there. I really don't know what fun there is. It's boring to play with things."

The two of them quickly arrived at Harry's dormitory, led by Hermione. The door was not closed, and you could clearly hear the shouting of the two people inside in the corridor.

Hermione walked into the dormitory first. Girls could enter and leave the boys' dormitory at will, but the opposite was true. Boys who tried to enter the girls' dormitory would end badly.

"Oh my God! Hermione, this is the boys' dormitory! Even if you want to come in, please knock on the door first!" Ron was surprised to see Hermione who suddenly broke in. He was hiding the underpants he had thrown casually on the floor. When Mike arrived, "Mike! Have you come to see us? That's great. Harry and I are studying wizard chess. Do you want to come with us?"

Mike and Franklin did not refuse. They, two young wizards of Muggle origin, were also very curious about the wizard chess. After introducing each other to everyone, the four of them gathered around the wizard chess.

But Mike looked away after just a few glances. Except that the chess pieces could talk and move by themselves, this was simply a replica of chess. In Mike's eyes, it was really boring.

Hermione was very happy to find that Mike was as uninterested in wizard chess as she was, and began to scold Harry and Ron again. Franklin looked embarrassed on the side. He was also what Hermione said was a person who lost his mind by playing with things.

Mike did not echo Hermione's words, but instead invited everyone to eat in the restaurant. He had almost finished shopping. If he didn't go to the restaurant, he would miss lunch.

As soon as he walked out of the dormitory, Franklin immediately returned to his previous state and followed Mike silently.

Mike strode forward indifferently, but Harry and others seemed to see something, but did not say anything.

Today's lunch was grilled chicken and mashed potatoes, which obviously suited Harry's appetite. He was happily chewing one chicken drumstick in each hand. His hands were covered with the oil and sauce from the chicken drumsticks, and there was a circle on his mouth. The dark brown stuff, that's mashed potatoes mixed with roast chicken sauce.

"You should try this, it tastes really good." Harry held out the chicken leg that he had not bitten and said to Mike, "By the way, Mike, Ron and I made an appointment to go see Hagrid together in the afternoon. , do you want to come together?”

Mike dodged the chicken leg that Harry stretched out, cut a piece of chicken with a knife and fork and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "I'm afraid not, I have something else to do in the afternoon."

Before Harry could ask what was going on, Hermione interjected: "That's right, Mike doesn't want to play all day long like you. Let's go to the library and read together in the afternoon." The second half of the sentence was addressed to Mike. .

"Well, I'm afraid that won't work either. Professor Flitwick has something to do with me this afternoon." Mike felt that Hermione's attitude towards him was a bit inappropriate, so he made up a random reason to excuse her.

"Okay then." Hermione was a little disappointed and poked the chicken on the plate carelessly with her fork.

"Can I follow?" This was Franklin. This kid seemed to be relying on Mike. He asked hurriedly when he heard that Mike was going to find Flitwick in the afternoon.

Mike was helpless. If he didn't arrange some work for Franklin in the afternoon, the child would probably have to watch him walk into Professor Flitwick's office before he could feel relieved.

"Okay, Franklin, can you do me a favor this afternoon?" Mike came up with a plan in a hurry.

Franklin on the other side felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He immediately nodded and stood up. It seemed that he was not even ready to eat.

"Oh, sit down Franklin, don't be so anxious, this is just a small thing." Mike quickly asked him to sit down, "I thought the bottle of drink I drank in class this morning was very good, can you help me ask what it is? Drinks?”

After hearing Mike's words, Franklin sat down again, devouring the food on the plate, and said in a very vague voice: "Don't worry, I'll go and take care of it after dinner, and I promise to get it done for you!"

Mike looked at Franklin's back walking towards the Hufflepuff lounge after lunch and couldn't help but sigh: "This kid is hopeless."

"But maybe it's a good chess piece." Mike thought to himself.

I typed these two pictures on my mobile phone when I was working the night shift. There are a lot of typos.

But I'm already changing it, sorry.