Chapter 299 Have a small meeting (Sorry for being late)

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Townley."

After all the prisoners were taken away, the leading Auror nodded towards Mike and said.

"This is what I should do as a Hogwarts student."

"You are really a model student. Dumbledore should give you another special contribution award." The Auror said with a smile on his face, "Then I will leave first. I wish you a happy weekend."

"Okay, I wish you a safe journey." Mike said, "Oh, by the way. By the way, please help me say hello to Minister Fudge."

The Auror captain nodded in agreement, took out his wand, and used the Displacement Spell.

With a burst of crackling explosions, the figure of the Auror Captain disappeared in front of everyone.

At this time, Benjamin came closer and asked softly with some excitement:

"Are we still related to the Minister of Magic?"

Mike didn't speak. Benjamin in front of him obviously guessed something from his last words, so he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

However, this is really not the place to talk about these things.

And Benjamin quickly realized this and quickly covered his mouth.

It was the right thing to do, because Benjamin, who had received Mike's approval, was so excited that he was trembling all over.

He knew that Mike's Freemasonry and the Los Santos Group were very powerful, but he never expected that Mike had a relationship with the Minister of Magic, and could even ask the Minister of Magic to help him arrest people!

"Okay, I'm overthinking it." Mike patted Benjamin's keyboard and said, "Everyone, don't be stunned. The party continues, let's continue eating!"

Following Mike's order, the students who had no problem eating the barbecue immediately started cheering.

To be honest, they were really worried that Mike would announce the termination of the party. After all, everyone knew Mike's intention of holding this party, and now that Mike's purpose of attacking the demonstrators had been achieved, strictly speaking, there was no such thing as this party. The meaning of its existence.

Fortunately, Mike is not the kind of stingy person. It’s just a little meat, so he can still afford it.

Everyone was very happy with this result, except Harry.

He had looked glum since Carlo's gang was captured, which was in sharp contrast to Ron who had been stuffing barbecue into his mouth.

"What's wrong with you, Harry." Mike put his arm around Harry's shoulders and said, "If you have any unhappy things, you can tell us to make us happy. Hahaha."

Harry naturally knew that Mike was joking, but he really couldn't laugh at the moment.

Having been with Mike for so long, he naturally knows that Mike is the kind of person who repays evil with kindness and kindness with directness.

So after being invited by Mike, he agreed without thinking.

In his opinion, this should be Mike's revenge, eating barbecue in front of Carlo's people and humiliating them.

But what he didn't expect was that Carlo and the others were taken away directly by the Aurors!

He also read some law books last year in order to help Hagrid in his lawsuit, so he knew very well that usually prisoners who needed Aurors to arrest would eventually be thrown into Azkaban.

And Azkaban, that was hell!

To be honest, he thought Mike's revenge was a bit much.

"It's nothing..." Harry struggled with whether to say what he was thinking. After much hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said, "Um...Mike, don't you think you did a little too much?"

"Unfortunately, I don't think so. On the contrary, I think this result is kind to them." Mike said, "I think you have misunderstood something. Carlo's gang is really nothing." Good man, the crimes pronounced by those Aurors are true."

Harry was stunned for a moment.

Seeing this, Mike continued: "Also, do you still remember the signs they held up, the ones with many pictures of magical animals being abused? Where do you think these came from?"

"Wasn't it taken when they rescued those magical creatures? Oh! God! Did you mean that?"

"That's right, Harry. These pictures were actually taken by them, directed and acted by themselves. This is the same as when they invited those ladies to pretend to be their staff. The only difference between the two is that those ladies are not them. companions, and the animals in those photos were really abused." Mike said seriously, "So, they all deserved it, Harry."

"Oh, seriously, Mike. Oh, these people today remind me of Hermione." Ron muttered while chewing the barbecue. "You will never think that she recently established a home-based small school. The Elf Liberation Front says she wants to help the house elves gain freedom. If you ask me, she is absolutely crazy. If those house elves really listen to her, then who will help us cook?"

Hearing this, Mike smiled. He remembered that there was indeed such a plot in the original work.

"By the way! I saw Dobby in Hogwarts last time, and he has now come to work at Hogwarts." Harry said suddenly as if something suddenly occurred to him, "Oh, Mike? Don’t you know Dobby? That’s a house elf friend of mine. He used to be a house elf of the Malfoy family, but now he is free."

"Yeah, that's really good."

Mike was perfunctory, he naturally knew about Dobby.

Those are the non-mainstream among house elves, the extremely rare ones who pursue freedom and are unwilling to be slaves.

In the original plot, he was supposed to appear in Harry's second year, but later due to the existence of Mike, things changed considerably in his second year.

At first, Mike thought that Dobby would never appear again, but he didn't expect that he ended up getting together with Harry.

Harry continued: "There was also a house elf named Winky who came to the Hogwarts kitchen with him. She was a female elf. I think Dobby may have fallen in love with her."

"Twinkle!?"

"Yes, it is said that she was also given clothes by her master and became free. However, unlike Dobby, she was very sad about regaining her freedom."

Harry continued to gossip about Dobby and Mike, but he didn't notice that Mike opposite him had a look of horror on his face.

Sparkle!

He remembered this name. It was the house elf of the Crouch family. On the day of the Quidditch World Cup, she accompanied the little Barty Crouch who had released the Bone Reappearance Curse to the stadium.

Damn it, he actually forgot all about this part of the plot.

"That Dobby and Winky," Mike said with a frown, "are they still in the Hogwarts kitchen now?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just curious about that Dobby. By the way, can you help me introduce him later? I want to meet these two people." Mike pretended to be nonchalant and said, "You know, I always like to make friends. Special friends.”

"Of course! I would be very happy if you could become friends!"

Harry said happily, and the atmosphere became lively again.

At the same time in Hogwarts, the short Professor Flitwick was on his way to Dumbledore's office.

He had made an appointment with Dumbledore earlier to have a separate meeting about the Triwizard Tournament and Mike.

His main purpose of this meeting was to get Dumbledore to be more biased towards his own players in the next two events. It would be best if he could be as shameless as Karkaroff.

Although this possibility is not high, Dumbledore still wants to face it.

But he felt that at least Dumbledore should be able to maintain absolute fairness, instead of only giving Mike nine points for the sake of his reputation like last time (this is what Flitwick thought).

"Rum chocolate!"

"The password is correct!"

As a low response sounded, the monster stone statue outside the principal's office quickly moved aside, revealing the passage inside.

Flitwick walked into the office with slow but steady steps, and saw that in this spacious circular office, Dumbledore, dressed in white robes, was writing something on the eagle-legged table in the center of the office.

Next to him, where the Phoenix Foxy footrest should have been placed, the Phoenix Foxy and the wooden frame were all gone, replaced by a new frame with a disc on the top.

A large amount of silk cloth was piled in the disc, and on top of these silk cloths was a fiery red egg.

Flitwick's eyes drifted from the egg to Dumbledore again.

He knew that Phoenix Foxy had taken the initiative to reach nirvana earlier this year, and he would return in the form of a young bird in the near future.

"Filius, sit down quickly!" Dumbledore noticed Flitwick and quickly stood up to greet him, "Do you want black tea or juice? How about some rum chocolate for dessert? I've been crazy about it recently. the taste of."

"There's no need to go to such trouble, Dumbledore. I think it's better for us to get straight to the point. After all, you seem quite busy." Flitwick sat across from the eagle-legged table. "About the Triwizard Tournament, I I hope you can give Mike and Harry some help in grading. Of course, I don’t mean that your previous grading was unfair. I just want to say that they are your students after all, and as the principal, you should stand up On their side. You should understand what I say, right?"

"Filius, I understand what you are saying. As the principal of Hogwarts and a professor, of course I love my students. At the same time, I have always been taking care of my students, including Harry and Mike, it’s just that you haven’t seen the work I’ve done.”

Hearing this, Professor Flitwick angrily said, "Did you mean that you only gave Mike 9 points for taking care of him? Forget it for Harry, after all, his performance was not perfect enough. But what about Mike? He got the golden egg unscathed. !Don’t you think the score you gave is unfair?”

"Mike clearly had a better way to get the golden egg safely at that time, which could prevent everyone from being harmed. But he still chose such a dangerous method. That's why I deducted one point from him." Dumbledore Lido said earnestly, "Don't get excited yet, Filius. In fact, even if you don't come to me, I will come to you to talk. Regarding Mike, I think it's time for us to intervene. You also know Yes, he knows black magic, and his attainments in black magic are quite high. Judging from his recent behavior, I think he is in a very dangerous situation now. So..."

"Bang!" Professor Flitwick slammed the table to interrupt Dumbledore, "So what? Are you going to send him to Azkaban?!"

"You misunderstood me, Filius. I just want to talk to that child. The talent shown by that child is really amazing. It would be a terrible thing if he goes astray."

"Haha! When you faced Tom back then, you also made what you called an intervention, but what were the consequences? A pure madman just showed up!" Flitwick said with rare ridicule, "I don't believe you! Dumbledore ! Mike is the student I brought up. I know his character far better than you do. He is a good boy! So I don’t allow you to use your tactics on him. Remember? Dumbledore .”

After that, Flitwick didn't wait for Dumbledore to react and slammed the door directly.

With Flitwick's departure, silence returned to the circular office again. Dumbledore sat on the sofa with an expressionless expression, his eyes deep, and no one could guess what he was thinking now.

At this time, the magical portraits of the previous principals on the wall also secretly opened their eyes and looked at Dumbledore in the center of the office.

But then they immediately closed their eyes again and pretended to sleep, because based on their understanding of Dumbledore, they could tell that Dumbledore was in a very bad mood now.

There was only one slightly bald portrait with a puzzled look on his face and said:

"Sometimes I really don't understand you, Dumbledore. If you think that student named Mike may become a disaster in the future, then you can get rid of him now, so that you can get rid of him once and for all, right? My That’s what we do when times happen, it’s called taking precautions before they happen.”

Another portrait on the side sneered: "So is this why you became the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts? Black!"

"You fart! I'm not being hated!"

He was answered by a burst of hehe from the other party.

Just as Blake was about to speak again, a portrait at the top suddenly spoke.

"That's enough! Shut up, Phineas and Armando." The portrait looked at Dumbledore, who had been silent, "So tell me what you are going to do now, Dumbledore."

As soon as these words came out, both Armando and Phineas cast their eyes on Dumbledore, and even the portraits who were still pretending to sleep secretly opened their eyes when they heard this.

But Dumbledore remained silent.

After a while, he sighed deeply and said tiredly:

"Let's... observe again. Maybe Filius is right."

The top portrait shook his head, but didn't say anything. Instead, he closed his eyes again.

And the other portraits stopped talking.

These portraits of the former principals do have the responsibility to help the current principal, but they have no right to interfere with the current principal's decision.

So when Dumbledore had already made a decision, even though they didn't agree with the decision, it didn't help.