Chapter 203 Collecting both the room and the servants
With excitement, Mike pushed open the wooden door and entered the room.
Professor Flitwick was talking to the old man with a white beard. When they saw Mike coming, they stopped talking and looked over.
"Mike, let me introduce you." Professor Flitwick said with a smile, "This is the elder of our Raven's Nest, Randall Woodcutt."
Mike nodded to Randall and greeted him respectfully.
"Haha, what an outstanding kid." Randall laughed so hard that his eyes could not see. He pointed to a large sofa in the room and said, "Come on, don't stand, sit down."
Mike was not polite and sat down with Flitwick.
At this time, the conversation really got to the point. Randall's small brown eyes kept looking at Mike, and after a long time, he said:
"Mike, on behalf of all the members of Ravenclaw College, I want to thank you for finding the long-lost crown. Maybe a little wizard like you can't understand its significance to us, but we can't take advantage of you because of this."
Randall paused here, carefully observed Mike's expression, and saw that there was nothing wrong before continuing:
"So after discussion, we decided to give you two house elves."
After that, Randall stretched out his hand like a chicken claw and snapped his fingers in the air, and then two house elves appeared in front of Mike.
The height and body shape of these two house elves are very similar, and they are dressed very similarly, wearing pure white pillowcases without any symbols. Unlike Mike's impression of the dirty appearance of house elves, these two house elves are very clean, even the pillowcases they wear as clothes are spotless.
They were wearing berets on their heads. The one on the left was a red and black checkered one made of tweed, while the one on the right was the same except that the pattern was black and white.
These two berets were very new. If Mike guessed correctly, they should have been given to them by their masters not long ago.
(There is an implicit contract between house-elves and wizards. If a wizard wants to give freedom to his house-elves, he only needs to give it a piece of clothing. The clothing mentioned here includes a wide range of things, from handkerchiefs to tablecloths and curtains. There are
very few cases of voluntarily canceling contracts with house-elves in history. On the one hand, wizards are unwilling to lose such a free labor force, and on the other hand, freedom is a sin for house-elves, and being given clothes by their masters is like exile for them.)
As soon as the two house-elves appeared in the room, they bowed deeply to Mike for a long time and did not get up. They directly stuck their huge heads on the ground, making a dull sound of wooden floors and foreheads colliding.
"These are twin brothers, only 10 years old this year. The one wearing the red and black hat is the older brother, named Shuke, and the one wearing the black and white hat is Beta. From now on, you are their master."
Randall introduced the two house elves to Mike, and the two little guys immediately raised their heads and looked at Mike in surprise. In their house elf society, a house elf without a master is a shame for all elves and should commit suicide immediately. So the two little guys were very happy after hearing that they had new masters so soon.
"Master, master! I am Beta, I know everything, and I promise I won't let you down."
The house elf wearing the black and white hat began to express his loyalty in a hurry, while Shuke beside it was much calmer, not as impulsive as his brother, and just bowed to Mike again.
"Okay, you guys go down first, we still have business to discuss."
Randall waved his hand and gave orders to Shuke and Beta. However, surprisingly, Shuke and Beta, who had obeyed Randall's orders before, did not obey his orders, but just looked at Mike with questioning eyes.
Mike naturally understood what was going on. Shuke and Beta were now his own house elves, so they would naturally not continue to obey Randall's orders.
So Mike nodded gently to Shuke and Beta, and then let them disappear in the room again.
Randall was not annoyed when he saw this. He had lived for so long and his hot temper had long faded, not to mention that house elves themselves were such a rigid creature. He didn't have to get angry because of such a small thing.
Seeing that the two house elves had disappeared, Randall smiled and took out a piece of parchment and a bunch of copper keys from his arms and handed them to Mike.
Mike took it instinctively. When Mike was confused, Randall explained:
"Filius told me that you are looking for a house, right? Then this house is for you."
Mike was stunned when he heard it, and then he was surprised.
This is really a pillow that comes when you are sleepy. He was still considering whether to find someone to buy a house or build a new one directly. Now Raven's Nest directly gave him a ready-made one.
He opened the parchment and saw that it was a magic contract.
This magic contract is different from the one signed by Mike and Lockhart before. This is the highest level of magic contract, and its effectiveness is second only to the strongest and oldest contract magic: the unbreakable oath.
The contract clearly marked the location of this house, which is the same as Professor Flitwick's home, in Godric's Hollow, but the house number of this house is 518 Godric's Hollow.
It seems that Professor Flitwick and Randall were discussing this matter before, and it is very likely that this house was chosen by Professor Flitwick so that Mike could live closer to him and be there as soon as possible.
Mike felt that a certain string in his heart was touched. In the past two years, Professor Flitwick has been very good to Mike. He is simply raising Mike as his own son. Mike's heart is not made of stone, so he is naturally very moved at this moment.
After taking a deep breath, Mike bowed deeply to Professor Flitwick and thanked him. Although Mike did not say anything sensational, the feelings he expressed were fully conveyed to Flitwick's heart, which directly made Flitwick, a sentimental person, shed tears.
Randall on the side watched all this with a smile, and continued after Mike and Flitwick calmed down:
"This house was originally a safe house set up by our Raven's Nest when Voldemort and the Death Eaters were wreaking havoc in Britain. Now that Voldemort is dead and his Death Eaters have scattered, there is no need for this safe house to exist. Giving it to you is a way to make the best use of it.
Since it was once used as a safe house, the house has excellent protection capabilities. Not only are there a lot of defensive magic and basic Muggle-repelling spells, but also concealment magic. This concealment magic is not as good as the Fidelius Charm, but it is also very good. Although it cannot protect against great wizards like Dumbledore, it is enough to protect against ordinary wizards.
As long as you sign your full name on this contract, this house will belong to you, and you will have the highest authority over all the magical devices in it. "
After listening to Randall's explanation, Mike immediately took out his blackthorn wand. This high-level magic contract cannot be written with ordinary pen and ink. It needs to be written with magic power, just like the magic signature used as a withdrawal voucher at Gringotts.
Since everyone's magic aura is different, this signature can be said to be unique and extremely difficult to imitate.
Mike used the magic wand as a pen and magic power as ink to sign his name on the contract.
After Mike wrote the last letter, the parchment suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes and disappeared in a short while. There was also something in Mike's mind, which was the specific address of a house.
This specific address was like Mike's previous life. Just like a car navigation system, all the routes Mike had to take from his current location to the house were marked out.
After slowly digesting the sudden increase in information in his mind, Mike told Randall and Professor Flitwick that he had finished his work.
At this point, Mike's purpose of attending the raven party today had been successfully completed, but the raven party was not over yet.
When Mike and others walked out of the room and returned to the hall, there were still a steady stream of wizards coming in from the gate, and then excitedly ran to the display stand in the center of the hall to view the crown.
As a great contributor to the recovery of the crown, Mike naturally became a hot figure in the eyes of these people. People kept coming up to greet Mike and said that they would visit him when they met him in the future. If you have any difficulties, you can go to them, and they will definitely give Mike the greatest help.
Among them are senior officials of the Ministry of Magic, direct members of ancient families, and many heirs and even patriarchs of new families that rely on business to make a living. The strength of Raven's Nest can be seen from this.
The people who came to say hello to Mike from early morning until noon finally stopped. Raven's Nest is a loose organization of mutual assistance among members, and the control of members is not strict.
So when it was almost time for dinner, although the raven party had not ended, most people still left the cabin in twos and threes and went to carry out other activities.
This is actually not surprising. Although these people have a good relationship, they are usually distributed Working all over the world, they finally met each other and naturally wanted to have some fun.
Maybe for them, the main purpose of attending the Raven Party this time was not to see the Ravenclaw crown, but simply to get together with old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.
Mike also received many invitations, but Mike declined all of them.
Because he had promised Uncle Mario to go to his house for dinner.
In the hall, Mike, who finally got rid of those grandfathers and uncles, let out a long sigh. This kind of socializing made Mike feel very tired, even more tired than the last battle with Cedric.
Abbott, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that Mike had finally calmed down, so he came up and said, "Is it done? If it's done, I'll go to the Ministry of Magic."
"Let's go, I'm ready."
Abbott smiled when he heard it, turned around and shouted to Uncle Mario who was chatting with Flitwick and others:
"Dad, Mike and I will go to the Ministry of Magic and go home before lunch! "
Uncle Mario obviously knew about the Dolphin patent, and he was chatting with his old friends, so he waved his hand without looking back, signaling Abbott to get out.
After receiving the response, Abbott hurriedly pulled Mike out of the hut, fearing that Mike would be found by some uncle or aunt.
Since there was no fireplace or other equipment in the Raven Cottage, and Abbott, the new Auror Captain, naturally did not have the key to the Ministry of Magic, Abbott and Mike first used the key to return to the Foley family's manor, and then used the fireplace in the manor to teleport to the Ministry of Magic.
The British Ministry of Magic is located deep underground in Whitehall in central London. The entire Ministry of Magic has a total of ten floors, which contains a large number of offices, courtrooms and a Wizengamot court. It can be said that this is the power center of the entire British wizarding world. The center of the Ministry of Magic.
When Mike walked out of the fireplace, what appeared in front of him was a hall that was much more magnificent than Gringotts.
The floor of the hall was a dark wooden floor that was polished to a brilliant shine. There were many gilded fireplaces on the walls on both sides. Countless wizards were queuing up to enter the fireplace on the wall opposite Mike to leave the Ministry of Magic, while on Mike's side, a steady stream of people walked out of the fireplace.
It seemed that the fireplace on Mike's side was specifically used to arrive at the Ministry of Magic, while the one opposite was specifically used to leave.
Perhaps because Mike stayed at the fireplace for too long, many dissatisfied voices came from the fireplace behind Mike. Mike looked back and found that the place behind him was already crowded, so he hurriedly made way.
Abbott laughed at Mike's rare embarrassment and introduced Mike:
"This is the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, located on the eighth floor underground. And that is our current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. "
Looking in the direction that Abbott pointed, we saw a huge magic portrait hung above the crowd. The portrait depicted a wealthy middle-aged white man, who was smiling and looking down at the people coming and going in the hall below.
And right below the portrait, which was also in the center of the entire hall, was a huge fountain.
In the center of the fountain was a group of statues consisting of wizards, witches, centaurs, goblins, and house-elves. The tallest of them was a wizard with noble temperament and handsome appearance, holding his wand high and pointing it straight to the sky. Surrounding him were a beautiful witch, a centaur, a goblin and a house-elf.
At this moment, the statues of the centaur, goblin and house-elf were looking up at the two wizards with infinite admiration, and streams of shining water sprayed out from the top of the wizard's wand, the arrow of the centaur and the ear of the house-elf, drawing graceful arcs in the air and finally falling into the pool.