Chapter 197 Double Crown

Two months later, in the Ravenclaw boys' dormitory.

Mike carefully read the letter from Abbott. After a long time, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He picked up the pen and began to write a letter to Abbott.

Mike had already informed Abbott about the patent of Dolphin Magic Drink in a letter two months ago, but Abbott had not replied to Mike until now.

Fortunately, Abbott's reply made Mike very satisfied.

Abbott said in the letter that Mike didn't have to worry about Dolphin Magic Drink at all. They had settled everything at the Ministry of Magic in the past two months. Now, as long as Mike showed up at the Ministry of Magic after the holiday, the patents of Dolphin Magic Drink and others would follow Mike's surname.

At that time, anyone else who dared to sell Dolphin Magic Drink or products with similar ingredients to Dolphin Magic Drink without Mike's authorization would be thrown into Azkaban, including Dolphin himself and his family.

Seeing this, Mike was immediately happy. The imperfect laws in the wizarding world are still good. At least at this moment, he really relied on this to gain benefits.

If this were in the Muggle world, even if Mike registered the patent, Dolphin and his friends would be able to sue him in court and finally take back the patent of Dolphin's magic drink.

However, Abbott also mentioned in the letter that if Dolphin and his friends made trouble, Mike would still have some trouble, but Abbott also said that they would send someone to warn Dolphin's family.

Thinking of this, the hand that was writing the letter suddenly paused, and the smile on his face gradually became hideous.

The seeds of nightmares have long been planted in Dolphin. If Dolphin knows what's good for him, it's fine. If he doesn't know what's good for him, then Mike will kill him. At that time, not only Dolphin himself, but also his family members will suffer.

Having made a decision, Mike's pen danced again, and soon a standard thank-you letter came out.

After opening the window and letting the owl messenger take the reply letter to Abbott, Mike looked at the time again. When he found that it was almost time, he stood up and went to the hall.

Tonight, his second year-end dinner at Hogwarts will begin.

Walking out of the Ravenclaw common room slowly, Mike found that almost everyone in Hogwarts had a smile on their face, and only a few students still looked sad.

They should have done poorly in the exam.

Mike made a guess in his mind.

Speaking of exams, Mike didn't do very well. Because Mike lived in the courtyard for a long time before the exam, he fell behind in the review progress. Even Penelope, the academic master, personally gave Mike extra lessons, but he couldn't catch up with others.

Fortunately, Mike's foundation is still good, so Mike's test scores in key subjects such as Charms and Potions are still very good.

Interestingly, because Mike had put a lot of effort into Transfiguration in order to defeat Cedric, his Transfiguration score this year was ranked second in his grade. Professor McGonagall even praised Mike by name, which made Hermione's eyes blaze with envy. She got first place in the grade, but Professor McGonagall didn't praise her like that.

Mike's grades in more niche courses like History of Magic and Herbology were quite unsatisfactory. Although Mike didn't fail any of the subjects, he just barely passed several of them. Mike even suspected that the professors wanted to do him a favor because he was the duel champion and the winner of the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award this year, so they let him barely pass. Mike didn't take it

to heart. To be honest, those unpopular courses were almost of no help to Mike's future.

Take History of Magic for example. What would happen if Mike learned it well? Could he learn lessons from history? Don't be ridiculous. To paraphrase Hegel's famous saying, 'The only lesson we have learned from history is that we have never learned any lesson from history.'

So Mike didn't care whether he could pass or not. Could Dumbledore expel him just because he failed a few unimportant courses?

That was impossible. You have to know that with Mike's current strength and talent, Dumbledore would not be able to keep him.

And even if Dumbledore really expelled him, he could transfer to another school. Hogwarts is not the only magic school in the world.

Durmstrang in Northern Europe is a gathering place for pure-blooded nobles, which is not suitable for Mike. Kunlun in China is too exclusive and is not suitable. As for Foot Basin and some other small wizard academies, Mike doesn't like them. In addition, Beauxbatons in France and Ilvermorny in the United States are good choices.

The atmosphere of Ilvermorny in the United States is just like the American ethos, free and equal. Although this is also a lie to fool children, and various class conflicts and racial discrimination still exist, compared to those places that clearly discriminate against Muggle-born wizards, Ilvermorny can really be regarded as a good place.

It's a pity that Ilvermorny was founded too recently compared to other schools, so it lacks foundation and the level of students taught is obviously much lower, so the place Mike actually wants to go most is Beauxbatons in France.

As one of the three famous schools in Europe, Beauxbatons' teaching strength is beyond doubt. Nicolas Flamel, the inventor of the Philosopher's Stone, came from Beauxbatons.

And the most important thing is that there are too many beauties in Beauxbatons, and the great beauty Fleur is also there.

Thinking of this, Mike suddenly remembered an interesting thing. When looking up things about magic schools, Mike had seen an introduction to Russian magic schools. It is said that their Quidditch games are not played on flying broomsticks like the international mainstream, but on uprooted trees...

Should we say that they are really a fighting nation?

He chuckled and shook his head, throwing all these messy thoughts out of his mind. Since the dinner was about to start, Mike didn't meet too many people along the way, and even if he met them, most of them were in a hurry, which made Mike speed up his pace. After finally rushing

to the auditorium, Mike just opened the door and a sound wave poured into his ears. He saw four long tables neatly arranged in the auditorium, representing the four major colleges, and at this moment, the long tables were already full of people. Everyone was talking enthusiastically, and the auditorium was noisy. Seeing this,

Mike breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the dinner had not started yet.

Looking around, Mike found that the layout of the hall had changed a lot. Sky blue silk ribbons were hung everywhere on the walls, and blue ribbons made of the same material were hung above everyone's heads. On them was painted Ravenclaw's representative creature, a soaring eagle.

This is the result of an afternoon of hard work by Professor Flitwick and the Ravenclaws. If nothing unexpected happens, Ravenclaw will be the champion of this year's House Cup, so Professor Flitwick started decorating the hall with a large group of people early this morning.

Of course, he also invited Mike, but Mike found an excuse to refuse.

In fact, there were many people who refused like Mike. The difference was that Mike refused purely because he was lazy, while others refused because of their resentment towards Dumbledore.

In their original words, these arrangements would be changed to Gryffindor's by Dumbledore anyway, so why should they bother?

It seems that Dumbledore's crazy behavior of adding points to Gryffindor at the end of the first year made everyone very dissatisfied, and the resentment has not dissipated even after a year.

However, Mike did not think that Dumbledore would do the same thing as he did last year. After all, Ravenclaw's house score was too high this year, and Ravenclaw also won the Quidditch Cup this year. Mike also won the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award. If Dumbledore dared to do the same thing as last year, Mike was sure that the shouting letters from the parents of the students would flood Dumbledore's office the next day.

Surrounded by the Ravenclaws, Mike came to the long table of Ravenclaw and sat down leisurely.

Because the professors had not arrived yet, the students present were talking excitedly, and the Ravenclaw eagles were no exception. Mike responded to the students' enthusiastic inquiries one by one, but his attention shifted to the long table of Hufflepuff.

Two tall senior Hufflepuffs were sitting next to Cedric, one on the left and one on the right, vigilantly observing anyone who communicated with Cedric. Their muscles were tense, as if they were ready to attack at any time.

Cedric, who was in the middle of them, looked lost at the moment, staring at the table with dull eyes.

It seemed that Cedric's sequelae had not yet healed.

Mike immediately came to such a conclusion.

In the past two months, Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Pomfret had come up with countless ways to treat Cedric's sequelae, but none of them worked. The sequelae caused by this human deformation seemed to be permanent.

Cedric's parents were heartbroken because their well-behaved son would never come back.

Now Cedric is completely a donkey that goes with the flow. You can only go along with it. If you offend him, he will beat his parents without mercy.

However, Professor McGonagall was said to have a new treatment plan not long ago, and it was unknown how effective it was. At

this moment, Mike suddenly found that the surroundings suddenly became quiet. He looked up and saw that, as he expected, Dumbledore was leading McGonagall and others into the auditorium from the backstage of the auditorium, and they sat down in the teacher's seats one by one in order. What

surprised Mike was that there was a person Mike didn't know in the team of teachers behind Dumbledore.

This is a middle-aged woman, she wears a pair of glasses inlaid with gemstones, and her hair is brighter than Mike's, and she has made it into a delicate big curl, but this hairstyle looks so weird when it matches her big and exaggerated chin. What

Mike finds most unacceptable is her nails. For some reason, she actually grew her nails to 6 cm long, and painted them with a bright red paint, which is now extremely disgusting. Before Mike could figure out

who she was, all the professors on the stage had taken their seats, and Dumbledore also walked to his exclusive lecture seat and began his speech before the dinner.

"Students, it's the annual end-of-year dinner again. I believe everyone must be in a happy mood at the moment." Dumbledore paused before continuing, "Of course, except for those students who didn't do well in the exams, they have to face their angry parents when they go home." As soon as

this was said, there was a burst of laughter from the audience. Of course, Mike didn't laugh, he really didn't get the funny point of this British cold joke.

"Okay, let's stop talking about small talk and move on to the main event of the night. The final winner of the Hogwarts House Cup this year is Ravenclaw!"

On the long table belonging to Ravenclaw, the usually quiet little eagles cheered like crazy at this moment, and some students even jumped onto the long table in triumph, and were then pulled down by other students who had not yet lost their minds.

Mike noticed that Professor Flitwick, who was sitting in the teacher's seat, was also relieved after hearing the result announced by Dumbledore. It seemed that he was also brooding over what happened last year.

Dumbledore did not stop the cheers of the Ravenclaws. He smiled and waited for everyone to calm down before continuing, "And Ravenclaw House also won the Quidditch Cup this year, achieving a rare double crown achievement since the founding of Hogwarts. It is really a cause for celebration!"

After that, Dumbledore and the professors applauded.

Under their leadership, this time not only the students of Ravenclaw, but also the students of the other three major colleges offered their applause.

Among them, the Hufflepuffs were the most enthusiastic under the leadership of Cedric, while Gryffindor seemed a little cold in comparison. Slytherins were just perfunctory like their dean. Most people were unmoved, and only a few people made applause, but it was just an action. Mike did not hear any applause from the long table of Slytherin.

After a long time, Dumbledore stopped and made a quiet gesture.

Dumbledore's status in the minds of everyone in Hogwarts was indeed the most noble. After he made that gesture, the whole hall was quiet again in just a few seconds.

At this moment, Dumbledore did not speak immediately, but looked up at the transparent ceiling above the hall reflecting the beautiful starry sky outside the castle for a long time without saying a word.

His unusual behavior immediately made the atmosphere in the hall serious. The little wizards below subconsciously slowed down their breathing and waited for Dumbledore's next speech.