Chapter 122 Seeded Players

In the Charms classroom, Penelope's eyes were tightly closed and her brows were furrowed. She held the wand tightly in her hand, as if she was preparing for something.

Compared to the days before Mike did not take them into the Room of Requirement, Penelope looked much more haggard, which was enough to prove how hard Penelope had been training these days.

Suddenly, Penelope opened her eyes, and her bloodshot eyes were shining with excitement. She pointed the wand in her hand and shouted, "Disarm you!"

A dazzling red light flashed, and the ordinary training dummy in the Charms classroom was smashed away by a huge force.

Penelope was panting, not satisfied with the power of her disarming spell. Just as she was about to close her eyes and continue, the door of the Charms classroom was pushed open.

"That's enough, Penelope." Mike whispered softly, "You've done very well, it's time to take a break."

Penelope was stunned for a moment when she heard that. The gentle smile on Mike's face immediately touched the softest part of her heart. She choked and said, "But...but I don't think I've done well enough. I'm really scared, very scared of being attacked by the heir again."

"No way, your spell power is much stronger than mine now. Being overly humble is just pretending to be cool!" Franklin said jokingly, "I strongly suspect that you are pretending to be cool, and I have evidence."

Penelope was amused by Franklin's deliberately funny words. She wiped her tears and looked at Mike and asked, "Are you serious? Have I really done well enough?"

"Of course. Your progress in the past two days will scare people to death if it is told to others." Mike said exaggeratedly, "You don't have to worry about the heir. I will find him out in two days."

"Really?"

"It's truer than real gold!"

Penelope hugged Mike, buried her head in Mike's arms, with a happy smile on her face. However, this warm state did not last long. Penelope screamed and pushed Mike away.

"Oh my God! I didn't wash my face today! Don't look at me!" Penelope said in shame, "I have to take a shower right away!"

Penelope covered her face and ran out of the spells classroom, leaving only Mike and Franklin smiling at each other.

Mike felt more and more that a good woman should be like Penelope, beautiful, generous and sensible. Especially in terms of sensibility, Hermione can never compare to Penelope.

Mike also talked to Hermione a few days ago, and the result was very unpleasant. Hermione seemed to be still angry with Mike. Mike patiently coaxed her for a long time but she ignored Mike. When Mike had no choice but to leave, he found that Hermione stepped hard on the floor when he turned around and left. Mike was very

familiar with this action. This was Hermione's usual action when she was angry. It can also be seen that Hermione was very angry about his departure.

But Mike didn't go back to coax her. He wasn't a real brat who spent all his time with the little girl. He could do something else with his time. Why did he have to stay in front of Hermione and make trouble for himself?

With a few words, Penelope's mentality problem was solved. Mike was in a very good mood. He whistled and walked towards Professor Flitwick's office. Mike originally planned to bring Franklin with him, because he thought that since Professor Flitwick had cooperated with Lockhart to organize such a duel grand prix, he would definitely give them some preferential treatment.

However, Franklin refused. He thought it was a bit embarrassing to ask Professor Flitwick for Mike's face. In this regard, he was obviously not as good as Penelope. If it was Penelope, she would probably agree without hesitation.

Mike pushed open the door of the office and walked in. Professor Flitwick in the office seemed to have expected Mike to come and had prepared black tea for him in advance.

Mike took the tea and was about to thank him, but he didn't expect that Professor Flitwick seemed to be more excited than him and said directly: "You know about the duel competition, right?"

Mike nodded.

"In this competition, each of our four colleges has a seeded player who can directly advance to the top 8. I thought about it for a long time and finally decided to give you this spot." Professor Flitwick paused and continued, "Don't think that this is unfair to those ordinary students. When you grow up, you will know that the only fairness in this world is death."

Mike knew what Professor Flitwick meant. He was just afraid that he would feel that they were unfair and feel bad about it. In fact, Professor Flitwick was completely overthinking. If Mike was really a 12-year-old middle school boy, he might have such an idea, but unfortunately Mike was not.

"Don't worry, Dean, I will win the championship and get the badge."

Seeing that Mike was not as sentimental as he worried, Flitwick was very happy. He smiled and picked up two bottles from the coffee table beside him and asked Mike whether he wanted milk or sugar in the tea.

Rejecting Professor Flitwick's enthusiasm, Mike asked, "Dean, why did you agree to become the honorary advisor of the Duelling Club? And even tonight you have to act with Lockhart, that liar... uh, that guy?"

Mike originally wanted to say that Lockhart was a liar, but as soon as he said it, he remembered the contract he signed and quickly changed his words.

"It's nothing, actually. Lockhart got Dumbledore's support first, and I just went with the flow." Professor Flitwick said as he added milk to his cup of black tea, "What's more, Lockhart made you the protagonist of his new book, so I'm just repaying him. You're still young, so you don't understand. This kind of debt of favor must be repaid as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome later. You know, free things are the most expensive."

"He's taking advantage of a favor?" Mike was very angry. He had clearly warned Lockhart not to use his name to ask Professor Flitwick for help. He didn't expect this guy to be so bold. Did he really think he could sit back and relax with a contract?

"Well, that's not the case." Flitwick took a sip of black tea and squinted his eyes in enjoyment. "But I can't just pretend nothing happened if he didn't say it, so when he found me, I agreed."

Mike sighed deeply. He still miscalculated. It is estimated that Lockhart is already very happy now. Although a little annoyed, Mike still felt warm in his heart.

Professor Flitwick's love for him far exceeded his imagination. He would even take the initiative to mix with people like Lockhart in order to help him repay his debt of favor. You know, if Lockhart caused the duel club to fail, Professor Flitwick's reputation would also be greatly damaged. Thinking of

this, Mike no longer continued to dwell on this matter, but started to chat with Professor Flitwick about the interesting things that happened in Hogwarts recently. Professor Flitwick seemed to enjoy the feeling of chatting with Mike very much, and would be amused by Mike from time to time.