Chapter 470: Shaky
Chapter 470 Shaky
In the early morning, the golden sunlight shines through the attic glass as if it is falling on Dumbledore, who is sleeping.
Today is a nice sunny day, which is rare in China at this season.
Dumbledore on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at the sunshine outside the window in confusion, and then closed his eyes again.
He wasn't ready to get up, he had been getting more and more sleepy since the injury to his arm, but that wasn't a bad thing, Snape said it was just a normal reaction caused by the magic suppressing curse in his body.
But at this moment, there was a knock on the office door. Listening to the fast and powerful knocking, it was obvious that the person who came was not good-natured.
"well!"
With a long sigh, Dumbledore climbed out of bed with difficulty.
He was still wearing the ridiculous spotted pajamas, but he didn't mean to change, but went straight to the door.
"Crunch~"
The door opened, and standing outside was a fierce-looking Snape, McGonagall and other professors.
The current state of these people is a bit strange. Their hair is messy, their wizard robes are in tatters, and there is even a faint smell of blood floating around Snape's body.
Dumbledore frowned when he smelled this smell. He looked at Snape's trembling right hand and said slowly:
"Is it bad?"
"It couldn't be worse!" Snape said through gritted teeth, "More than a hundred wizards attacked last night. If it weren't for the cover of Hogwarts' protective shield, we would never have been able to come back!"
As he spoke, Snape's dominant right hand trembled even more.
The reward notice Penello issued in the name of Mike was not only for students in Hogwarts. She also posted the same notice in Diagon Alley and even Knockturn Alley.
As a result, everyone went crazy, and countless desperadoes flocked to Hogwarts like crazy. They had only one purpose, and that was to break into Hogwarts and find out the assassin!
It's a pity that Hogwarts' protective capabilities are not something to be jealous of. After fighting fiercely with Snape and others all night and leaving behind dozens of corpses, the desperadoes finally retreated.
But they did not go far, but gathered in the forest around Hogwarts.
They know very well that the bounty of 10,000 gold galleons will definitely attract a steady stream of desperadoes like them, so they are just accumulating strength. Once their number reaches a peak, they will attack again!
"We have to get Mike to cancel the reward!"
Mag said decisively.
"Alas!" Dumbledore sighed again, turned and returned to the office, "Come in and talk, don't stand outside."
After hearing this, the three of them walked into the office and sat down, while Dumbledore poured black tea for them one by one.
Snape, who was already thirsty after a night of fighting, drank all the tea in the cup without thinking. However, his right hand holding the teacup shook violently, and less than half of the tea in the cup spilled onto his tattered cup. On the robe.
Dumbledore filled the tea for him, frowned and said:
"Are you hurt?"
"It doesn't matter!"
Snape shook his head and drank again.
Mag next to him pursed his lips after hearing this.
She knew very well that Snape was lying!
The battle last night was extremely dangerous. The group of desperadoes were not just a mob. McGonagall could recognize that the tactics and spells used by many of these people were exclusively used by the strike force and even the Auror force. This also made their The identity becomes self-evident!
Mag laughed sadly.
It is ironic to say that many of these people may have been taught by them personally, but now they are pointing their magic wands at their former teachers.
But Mag didn't blame them, because she knew very well that these people were already crazy.
Now that Voldemort is growing stronger, there is no hope for this gang. The 10,000 gold galleons offered by Mike are life-saving money for them! With those 10,000 gold galleons, they can take their families and escape from the country of Yu and start a new life!
Therefore, those Aurors and strikers showed strength far beyond their own level. Under their desperate attacks, Snape was injured. He was so seriously injured that he was unable to participate in the next wave of battles!
And this means that when the next round of attacks comes, Hogwarts will be breached.
The light in Professor McGonagall's eyes became dimmer and dimmer. She was really sad. Hogwarts was about to be conquered by its former children.
But at this moment, a violent coughing sound came from the side.
McGonagall turned around and saw Snape, who was drinking water, coughing continuously, and large streams of blood mixed with tea kept spurting out of his mouth!
His internal organs were seriously injured, and the act of drinking a lot of water just now aggravated the injury.
"Severus!"
Everyone leaned forward anxiously. Although they all disliked Snape, they were now comrades-in-arms.
Snape waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then took out a cup of green potion from his pocket and drank it in one gulp.
After a while, his breathing finally calmed down, and Dumbledore and others beside him also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Last night, his men broke into the Slytherin lounge and kidnapped Draco!" Snape, with blood stains on his lips, said viciously, "That bastard, we must not let him go!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room lowered their heads. As the houses of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, McGonagall and Sprout knew that there was chaos in Hogwarts. Regiment, students are rioting unbridled in the castle.
Normally, they could easily suppress these students, but now, they are involved in a powerful external enemy and have no time to care about the riots in the school.
"Phew! I understand," Dumbledore said with a sigh of relief, "I'll go talk to Mike in a moment."
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was silent. They knew very well the significance of Dumbledore going to talk to Mike, which meant that they were going to compromise with Mike.
This is undoubtedly a very embarrassing thing, but now it is the only way to do it. After all, the situation no longer allows them to care about their face.
For a moment, the silence in the office was audible, and even Snape, who had been clamoring to make Mac look good at first, fell silent.
Everyone had their own thoughts, but they all bowed their heads and remained silent.
I don’t know how long it took, but Professor Sprout sighed deeply and sighed:
"Oh, what a good kid, why did he become like this!"
Sprout's sigh echoed in the principal's room, and he didn't know whether he was talking about the desperate wizards last night or Mike.
Dumbledore's eyes flickered with excitement. He looked out the window at the bright sunshine. After a while, he said slowly:
"Yes, why did it become like this?"
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At the same time, in Mike's ward, Professor Flitwick was staring at Mike on the bed with an angry expression, while the latter looked at Flitwick with a flattering expression.
"Teacher, don't worry, nothing will happen outside. I am sensible!"
Mike patted his chest and assured Flitwick.
When Flitwick heard this, he shook his head helplessly.
He was screwed by Mike.
He originally planned to participate in the Hogwarts Resistance Battle last night, but Mike failed miserably. This made Professor Flitwick so anxious that he did not participate in the battle at all, but stayed with Mike all night.
Nowadays, Dumbledore and even the deans of the other three major colleges may have a grudge against him.
Thinking like this, Flitwick became even more depressed.
If he could, he really wanted to strangle Mike to death, but it was obvious that he was unwilling to do so. You must know that Mike was his best and most beloved disciple. Even if he strangled himself, he would not strangle Mike to death.
"Ouch! You bastard, I was tricked by you!"
Professor Flitwick tapped Mike on the forehead, and Mike wailed as if he had been hit hard.
Seeing this, Professor Flitwick shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth still rose.
Now that the matter has come to this, there is no need for him to continue to be angry. No matter what Dumbledore and the others think of him, he has accepted it, and the soldiers will just cover it up!
Seeing Professor Flitwick finally calm down, Mike was relieved.
He didn't lie. It was really for Professor Flitwick's benefit that he didn't let him go to fight last night.
No one knew better than him how thrilling the battle last night was. With the addition of Aurors and strikers, the fighting power of the group of desperadoes was simply overwhelming. Unless Dumbledore personally took action, otherwise, just with four The dean's life may also be in danger.
If Professor Flitwick refused to forgive himself, then he really didn't know what to do, but fortunately, Professor Flitwick was still with him after all.
Thinking of this, the smile on Mike's face became even brighter.
He was in a really good mood at the moment.
Because his injuries have basically healed.
Now, the power of magic has returned to Mike's hands, and due to the excessive use of magic, the magic channels inside the body have been forcibly expanded, and Mike's strength has skyrocketed!
According to Mike's initial estimate, his magic level has increased by at least 30% compared to before, the power of silent spells has increased by 50%, and the power of wandless spells has been doubled.
This increase is extremely terrifying, because Mike's own strength is already at a very high level.
Nowadays, not to mention Snape, Mike is confident that he can even compete with figures like Dumbledore and Voldemort.
Of course, it was only the second time. If he really fought those two monsters, Mike would probably have to run for his life in the third time.
There is no way around this. The gap between the two sides is really too big.
As for the changes that occurred in Mike, Madam Pomfrey could not explain it. In the end, she could only classify it as a medical miracle, because it was neither scientific nor magical.
Even Mike himself looked confused. He didn't understand what happened to him at all. He could only guess that Lady Luck kissed him again. After all, this was not the first time.
Mike looked at his hands with bright eyes, hesitating about losing the power of magic. He had been in extreme uneasiness and anxiety for the past day. This is why Professor Flitwick would rather suspend classes and go to the infirmary to accompany him. Because of Mike, he vaguely felt that his students were having a hard time right now.
But now, the power of magic has returned to Mike's hands again. Feeling the surging magic power constantly flowing in his body, Mike even has the idea of going out and throwing a few fireballs right now to enjoy himself.
Unfortunately, he can't do this now because he still has guests to wait for.
The door to the ward was opened silently, and Dumbledore walked in silently alone.
He first glanced at Flitwick with his lips pursed, and then looked at Mike with a complicated expression.
The smile on Professor Flitwick's face froze when Dumbledore glanced at him. He looked nervously at the tall and thin wizard in front of him, waving his arms meaninglessly in the air.
"Dumbledore, I..."
"Filius, you don't need to say anything. I can't blame you for what happened last night. I know that very well. But you'd better explain it to Severus and the others. They are very angry."
Dumbledore said without looking back.
Upon hearing this, Professor Flitwick's hand that was waving in mid-air fell down. He lowered his head with a tangled expression.
He knew very well that Dumbledore wanted him to leave so that he could talk to Mike alone, but as Mike's teacher, Flitwick was really unwilling to let Mike face such a situation alone.
Gritting his teeth, Flitwick put the PG that he had lifted off the chair back down.
Compared to Flitwick's nervousness, Mike's condition was much better.
He just looked at Dumbledore quietly, with even a faint smile on his lips.
Mike knew very well that Dumbledore would not be able to embarrass himself at this stage.
After raising the pillow behind him a little higher, Mike said with a half-smile:
"Principal Dumbledore, why are you here suddenly? Have you already caught the assassin who attacked me?"
Dumbledore frowned, and the dry skin on his forehead even squeezed out a few deep forehead lines.
"Not yet. I came to see you today for other matters."
"Oh? That's really regrettable." Mike spread his hands and continued, "Fortunately, I had expected this a long time ago, so I spent a lot of money to hire many professionals to handle this matter. I believe that with their ability, I can find It should only be a matter of time before that assassin comes out.”
As soon as he said this, Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became sharp. His long snow-white beard moved without any wind, and a vast power was spreading in the ward.
"enough!"
Dumbledore said slowly.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was deafening to Mike's ears, causing him to frown in pain.
Almost instantly, the magic power in Mike's body spurted out crazily as if he had been stimulated by something, forming a layer of light blue halo on his body surface, firmly resisting Dumbledore's pressure!
