Chapter 247 New members are about to join

"Buckbeak? Who is that?"

Mike frowned and asked in confusion.

Hermione looked at Mike in shock, seemingly shocked by Mike's answer, but then the expression on her face became a little annoyed and she said:

"You actually forgot about it? Didn't you ride it when you first started school?"

Mike then remembered that Buckbeak was the hippogriff, and quickly apologized to Hermione.

He had really forgotten about Buckbeak. During this time, his mind was filled with things about Blake and the Freemasons, and he didn't take Buckbeak's 'beast' to heart at all.

Fortunately, Mike had a sharp tongue and had quite a lot of experience in dealing with girls like Hermione. After comforting her for a while, Hermione finally stopped being angry and started to explain about Buckbeak.

"I accidentally heard Professor McGonagall chatting with Professor Lupin, saying that Malfoy's father had taken Buckbeak to court, and the Ministry of Magic decided to execute Buckbeak for hurting Malfoy!"

Hermione was very excited, and her eyes turned red again as she spoke.

Mike's heart was unmoved, and he even wanted to laugh.

To be honest, it is a pretty good outcome that the incident of Buckbeak hurting people ended in this way. After all, Buckbeak is a beast with a history of hurting people. If placed in Muggle society, such a beast with a low IQ would If they have a history of hurting or cannibalizing people, death is their only fate.

This is the same in wizard society. After all, no one can guarantee whether the beast will fall in love with the taste of human blood and make similar or more serious mistakes again.

Mike believed that if Dumbledore hadn't intervened, even Hagrid would have been severely punished. After all, as the professor of Care of Magical Creatures, he had to bear a large part of the responsibility for this matter.

Hermione and Harry's thinking was that Malfoy provoked first, so it was appropriate for Buckbeak to hurt Malfoy, not to mention that Malfoy's injury was not serious.

But this idea is extremely subjective and extremely stupid.

As the saying goes, butts determine heads, they only favored Buckbeak because they had a bad relationship with Malfoy and a good relationship with Hagrid. From the perspective of a bystander, Mike felt that the behavior of the Malfoy family was not too excessive. .

After all, provocation is not illegal. Just like when you are sitting on the subway and an aunt suddenly jumps out and points at your nose and starts scolding you, this is provocation. Even if you report J, it will be of no use. At most, the person will be given a verbal education.

But if you can't help but beat her, then sorry, you may have to pay the money or go to jail.

This is true between humans, let alone between humans and beasts.

Of course, it was impossible for Mike to tell Hermione these words. On the contrary, he expressed his indignation against the Malfoy family from the perspective of Hermione and the others, and said that they must have used their privileges to make things develop like this. so.

As Mike expected, girls of this age are still so easy to deceive. Hermione's eyes lit up when Mike said this.

No longer caring about crying, he immediately returned to his usual seat and began to read through a thick book, claiming that he must work hard to help Buckbeak escape the fate of being executed.

Mike flipped through a few books on Hermione's desk and shook his head when he found that they were all law-related books.

Hermione wants to rescue Buckbeak through legal means, but Mike is pessimistic about this.

However, he did a good job on the surface. Seeing that Hermione had completely forgotten the unpleasantness with Ron just now and was devoted to studying, Mike left the library silently and went to the Room of Requirement.

‘I need a place to hold prisoners. ’*3

After standing in front of the door of the Room of Requirement and chanting silently three times, a huge dungeon appeared in the Room of Requirement.

This place perfectly fits all of Mike's fantasies about dungeons, dark, damp, dirty...

There is only one long corridor inside the dungeon, and on both sides of the corridor are large and small cells. The smallest of these cells can only be measured in centimeters, and the largest is more than ten meters high. I don’t know. What are these strange cells meant to hold?

Mike even found some humanoid skeletons in some cages. The bones of these skeletons were extremely dirty, and some of them had been broken.

"It seems that my seniors have achieved great results!"

As he spoke, Mike stuffed the still stiff Peter Pettigrew into a cell that was only ten cubic centimeters in size, then casually put some dry bread in it and left the gloomy dungeon.

But he didn't go far. He stood at the door of the Room of Requirement, closed his eyes again and meditated silently for a moment, then opened the door again.

The layout of the Room of Requirement has been greatly changed, and it has returned to the training room that Mike is most familiar with.

Mike poured himself a cup of black tea in a familiar manner, then sat on the sofa and drank it in small sips.

The Christmas holiday is coming, and both Penelo and Franklin will leave Hogwarts tomorrow to go home to reunite with their families, so Mike decided to hold the first summary meeting of the Freemasons tonight.

Before finishing a cup of black tea, Penello and Franklin came to the Room of Requirement one after another.

Mike poured them a cup of black tea respectively and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's officially start the meeting."

As Mike announced that the meeting had officially begun, Penello straightened up, took out a plate of documents and said:

"Let me report first. As of today, we have loaned out 13,410 gold galleons. The smallest loan amount is 10 gold galleons, and the largest loan amount is 500 gold galleons.

Among them, the number of students in grade 4 and above who borrowed money is much higher than that of students in lower grades, but most of them use the money to purchase new books and learning materials.

Only a small number of students in the lower grades used their loans for good purposes. Most of them used the money to buy various candies and toys. One even paid back the loan to buy a Nimbus 2000. "

Penello paused after saying this, put down the document in his hand, looked at Mike and said: "I think these people who use their loans for food, drink and fun have no potential at all, and I suggest you stop investing in them."

Mike lowered his eyes and did not answer Penelo directly.

“How is the plan to share learning resources going?”

"Similar to the use of loans, senior students love the shared community we have established and have a strong desire to exchange knowledge and communication with each other. But students in the lower grades..."

After Penelo said this, he closed his mouth and just shook his head slightly. The meaning was already very clear.

"It seems that our financial aid institutions will only have the opposite effect on students who are too young. So let's stop providing loans to students below the fourth grade and increase the maximum loan limit for senior students."

"I understand, I will carry it out."

Under Franklin's dull eyes, Mike and Penello completed their plans for the future of the student aid program, but Mike did not stop talking at this time and continued:

"Okay, the first thing is over. Let's get down to business today. Do you have any good candidates to recommend for new members?"

After Mike finished speaking, he cast his eyes on Franklin aside, and Franklin, who noticed Mike's gaze, immediately woke up from his daze. After realizing that Mike was asking him, he quickly shook his head like a rattle.

Mike turned his attention to Penelo again, and saw Penelo raising her slender forearms and said slowly:

"I recommend Soraka to be our new member."

After hearing Penelo's words, Mike stood up immediately and raised his voice and said:

"Soraka? The doctor who likes to disembowel people?"

"Yes, I think Soraka is a very good candidate. She is very talented in healing and has a good personality. All the loans we gave her before were used by her to improve herself... In the end The important thing is that she has a relationship with us."

After listening to Penello quietly, Mike slowly raised his lowered head and asked, "What did she do with the loan?"

Penello was silent now, and after a long time he said: "I bought a lot of corpses for dissection."

‘Is that really the case? ’

Mike thought so, rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, and after thinking for a long time, he agreed to Penello's proposal. After all, Soraka still had abilities besides being a bit perverted, so he said:

"Then let's start the voting. Those who agree with Soraka's joining will raise their hands."

After saying that, he raised his hand first.

This is a system negotiated by Mike, Penello and others. Every member of the Freemasonry must be recommended by old members and voted by all members of the Freemasonry. Only more than half of the members can join before they agree.

Penello naturally supports Soraka, so Franklin's vote is irrelevant.

"Then Soraka is tentatively considered a member of the Freemasonry. Next, Penello, you can contact her." Mike spread his hands and said, "I also have people I want to recommend here, Brother Weasley. Although these two people are not very powerful, they are extremely talented in invention and creation, and I have a good relationship with them."

"But they're purebloods."

Franklin asked, frowning.

Mike was really speechless for this black brother, but since they were already grasshoppers on the same rope, he could only explain patiently:

"Franklin, our organization is not a group of Muggle wizards. We support Muggle-born wizards just because they can bring us more benefits. In principle, we do not exclude people of any blood from joining. We now want to Unite all the forces that can be united.”

Franklin nodded thoughtfully, and then raised his hand before Mike announced the start of the vote.

Mike also raised his hand when he saw this.

As a result, Penello's vote lost its meaning.

At this point, the first summary meeting of the Freemasonry officially ended, and after the meeting, the three of them returned to Ravenclaw together.

Three days later, Hogwarts Castle had been put on new decorations. Professor Flitwick, who loved to decorate parties, and his classmates who planned to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, decorated Hogwarts into a snow and ice kingdom.

Not only were the auditorium filled with all kinds of ribbons and balloons, but even the monster statues that used to look extremely ferocious were put on Santa hats by the students, making them look a little more cute.

Mike stood in front of the entrance to the Gryffindor lounge, looking at the portrait of Sir Cardo in front of him and feeling quite speechless.

Ever since she was attacked by Black, the fat woman who was the original doorkeeper of the Gryffindor lounge was determined not to take up this dangerous job anymore. Not only her, but also most of the portraits in Hogwarts were not willing to do it.

In desperation, Professor McGonagall had no choice but to choose Sir Cardo who came forward.

Sir Caddo is a brave knight, but he has some brain problems. He will ride his fat gray horse to challenge everyone who passes in front of him.

At this moment, he was provoking Mike, hoping to get Mike to accept his challenge.

Mike didn't know the password to the common room, so he could only stay here and wait for other Gryffindors to come in and out, so he could learn the password.

"Mike!? Long time no see."

A somewhat familiar voice came, and Mike turned around to see a fat man looking at him with surprise.

"Neville? You came just in time. I've been standing here for almost half an hour. Quickly say the command to let me in."

Neville simply asked Mike the reason for his visit. After saying "Oh", he took out a piece of paper filled with words and began to read:

"Broken glass, dragon roots, dragon beads, cold blood..."

Mike on the side looked a little dumbfounded and couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, Sir Cardo had to change his password at least twice a day. I couldn't remember it at all, so I copied down all the passwords he had set before, hoping to get it right."

Mike: "..."

It turned out that Mike's luck was pretty good. Sir Cardo finally opened the entrance when Neville read the 41st password.

Neville seemed very happy after getting the password right. He wanted to share his joy with Mike, but Mike had no time to pay attention to him and went straight to the Weasley brothers' dormitory.

All the Weasley brothers' roommates had gone home, so after being polite to the Weasley brothers for a while, Mike closed the door and began to explain about the Freemasonry.

Half an hour later, Mike, who finally explained the general role of Freemasonry and the rights and obligations of each member to the two of them, took a deep breath and said:

"As I said before, this is a very niche but extremely united organization, and now I sincerely invite you to join."

The Weasley brothers looked at each other, and then said in unison:

"We have no problem swearing it with an unbreakable oath. Just make your decision, boss."

"Then when the holiday is over, we will hold an initiation ceremony for you."