Chapter 245 Black's Dream

Mike was very happy to have reached a contract with Black. According to the contract, when Mike could clear Black's name or hand over Peter Pettigrew to him, Mike would be able to obtain the magic books in the Black family vault.

Neither of these two things was difficult for Mike. For

the former, he only needed to tell Dumbledore about the Marauder's Map. Now, almost all of Dumbledore's trusted men had died in the previous battle with Voldemort. He would never give up Black.

The latter was even simpler. Peter Pettigrew was lying in Ron's bedroom. He only needed to catch him and let Black kill him.

According to common sense, Mike should choose the latter. After all, this would prevent Dumbledore from taking away the Marauder's Map and permanently eliminate the trouble of Peter Pettigrew.

But out of his appreciation and pity for Black, Mike chose the former.

Mike, in a good mood, returned to school after instructing Shuke to do what Black asked. The next morning, when Mike walked out of the Ravenclaw common room, he was stunned.

The Eagle-head door knocker was crowded with people. The moment they saw Mike appear, they rushed up and chattered.

"Mike! Please teach me the Patronus Charm!"

"Yes, Mike! Just help us!"

...

The voices of these people were extremely noisy. Mike couldn't hear what they were talking about at all. He could only raise his wand and release an explosive spell.

With a bang from the tip of Mike's wand, the crowd finally quieted down.

"Please be quiet, everyone! I understand your feelings, but my power is limited, so it is impossible to satisfy everyone." Mike shook his hands and said, "Let's do this! If you want to take the Patronus Charm course, please sign up in the auditorium at 1 pm! We will select the best!"

After Mike finished speaking, the crowd became noisy again. Mike's selective teaching behavior obviously did not satisfy some people. Some people in the crowd even started to complain directly.

In the eyes of these people, they came to learn from Mike to give Mike face, and they were not ashamed to ask questions!

Now Mike's behavior is completely slapping them in the face.

Mike naturally doesn't care about these. Those who complain are basically pure blood and half-bloods with some family background. These people are not his targets.

So, Mike's staff tip made another explosion.

This explosion was much louder than the last time, and many people at the scene covered their ears with ugly faces.

"I have said everything I should say. Now! Get out of here immediately!" Mike said with an unchanging face, "This is the territory of Ravenclaw College! If you dare to make trouble here! Don't blame me for being rude!"

Facts have proved that the effect of force threats is obviously much better than persuading with kind words. After Mike made a harsh remark, the people present remembered Mike's identity as a duel champion and left the scene one after another.

After doing all this, Mike returned to the lounge after seeing that the crowd had dispersed.

Because of joining the Freemasonry, Penelope has been much more relaxed recently.

As Mike's girlfriend and a senior member of the Freemasons, Penelope no longer had to worry about employment after graduation.

So she basically gave up on tedious and useless courses like Arithmancy and Muggle Studies, and focused on learning major subjects that could enhance her own strength, such as spells and potions.

As a result, she spent more time in the lounge.

So when Mike returned to the lounge, he found Penelope without much effort.

"Penelope, we may be busy this afternoon." Mike pulled Penelo to an empty corner and said, "There are countless people who want to come to my class now, and we must raise the threshold for screening."

"Well. So how do you want to screen?"

"It's very simple, except for those who are familiar with us or have great potential, all choose Muggle-born wizards!" Mike spread his hands and said, "You have to remember, those Muggle-born wizards are the ones who are truly in the same boat with us, and we have common interests with them. In addition, the plan of the peripheral organization can also be implemented."

Penelo showed a look of surprise on her face when she heard this. She believed from the beginning that Mike's peripheral organization plan would succeed, but she didn't expect Mike to act so quickly.

Michael didn't care what Penelope thought, and said to himself: "The name of our peripheral organization is 'Los Santos Student Club'. The name of this plan is 'Los Santos Student Support Plan'. The purpose is to train more outstanding employees for Los Santos Corporation. Of course, this is just an excuse for the outside world. You know the real purpose."

"I want you to find people with potential among these selected people and invite them to join this club. As long as they join, they can get student loans and a lot of learning materials. In exchange, these people will be given priority to work in Los Santos Corporation after graduation."

"This...what can we get?"

Penelope's expression was a little strange. She could foresee that once this plan was implemented, it would consume a huge amount of gold galleons. If these gold galleons were invested in other places, they would get more returns.

This made her very puzzled. In her opinion, Mike was completely losing money to gain publicity. You know, loans can also have bad debts!

"You don't understand. Just do what I say."

Mike had a weird smile on his face. Penelope didn't understand how terrible this kind of "student loan" was.

Take the education loan of the coal country in the previous life. Although this huge amount of loan gave those young people at the bottom the opportunity to get a better education, it also made them bear a large debt.

Even the first black president of the coal country in the previous life, Mr. Omar! He only paid off his education loan at the age of 43!

Although there was a lot of installments, it was enough to prove the huge amount of this loan.

The same is true for Hogwarts. Although Hogwarts seems to be free of tuition, accommodation and food expenses, in fact, if you want to learn advanced knowledge, you can't do it without krypton gold!

You want to learn potions well, how can those experiments in class be enough? Do you want to get good grades without spending money to buy materials for experiments?

There is no good venue for spells. How can you practice those powerful and complex spells?

Ancient magic runes If you don't find more ancient documents to learn by yourself, how can you expand your knowledge?

When these people borrowed a huge amount of money from Mike for learning, they officially stepped into Mike's trap.

There are not many job opportunities in the wizarding world. When these senior talents face a small number of choices, they are very likely to choose to enter Los Santos Company out of gratitude to Mike. And most of their monthly salary has to be used to pay the original tuition loan. This means that Mike has recruited a group of talents that he could not recruit at all at an extremely cheap price!

Of course, these are all future benefits, and now, the direct reward Mike can get from doing this is the gratitude of those Muggle students!

Mike is sure that once this plan is implemented, most of the Muggle students in Hogwarts will worship him as a god!

On this side, Mike is discussing the details of the plan with Penelope, and an extremely important discussion is also taking place in the principal's office in the same castle.

When Fudge just became the Minister of Magic, he was terrified. At that time, he had a very clear understanding of his abilities. Whether it was personal bravery or strategy, he was not as good as Dumbledore.

But what Dumbledore did over the years made him start to swell up. He began to think that no matter how strong Dumbledore was, he was no match for him, the captain of the magic team.

But when Fudge came to Hogwarts again today, he found that he was wrong. Dumbledore was still the powerful legendary wizard, and he was still the incompetent fat man. Nothing had changed.

Today was the first time in his life that he saw Dumbledore so angry.

"I think those Dementors are no longer suitable to stay near Hogwarts. What do you think?"

Dumbledore's voice did not fluctuate at all, as if he was chatting with his old friend.

But Fudge shuddered after hearing this.

Although it was a question, Fudge did not think that Dumbledore was asking for his opinion, so under this high pressure, Fudge said: "I... know!"

After saying this, Fudge became weak and his clenched hands relaxed.

At this moment, he felt very weak.

After all, wizard society is different from Muggle society. There are extremely powerful personal forces here. In front of these human-shaped nuclear bombs, he is like a helpless child.

What's more, the human-shaped nuclear bomb named Dumbledore is much stronger than him in both reputation and political strength. If Dumbledore jumps out now and says that Fudge is a waste, so he is ready to be the Minister of Magic, Fudge feels that he has no hope of winning. So

he compromised. Power is a man's aphrodisiac. Fudge has tasted the benefits brought to him by power over the years. He doesn't want to lose it for the time being, so he can only compromise. But

when he walked out of Hogwarts, he felt deeply humiliated.

All this shouldn't be like this. Obviously, he is the supreme ruler of the British wizarding world, but at this moment he is like a puppet controlled remotely by Dumbledore!

The fists that had been relaxed were clenched together again, and the thick and blunt nails were embedded in the flesh. Scarlet blood dripped on the ground in a short while, but Fudge was unaware.

After an unknown amount of time, the pair of fat fists relaxed again. Fudge took a deep look at Hogwarts Castle and left Hogwarts under the escort of the surrounding Aurors.

Life still had to go on. The fact that the Dementors invaded Hogwarts repeatedly and were expelled by Dumbledore would cause a huge blow to his prestige. Only by catching Black as soon as possible could the losses be minimized, and only by catching Black as soon as possible could the people believe that he was still a capable minister. Fudge left

very secretly, just like when he came. Almost no one knew that he had been to Hogwarts today.

Black, who was far away in the Shrieking Shack, naturally didn't know.

In fact, he was now commanding Shuke to place one piece of exquisite furniture after another in the place where they should be.

He was not at all uncomfortable with commanding Shuke to work. He grew up in the Black family and lived with these house elves since he was a child. In his eyes, house elves were completely hopeless creatures, and it was only good for them to do more work.

Black was no longer in his previous embarrassment. He was now wearing clean and tidy clothes. He had shaved off the beard on his chin. He had trimmed the long hair that had been on his shoulders and it was now neatly attached to his forehead.

Except for his still thin figure and the faint white in his hair, he had completely recovered to be the handsome nobleman he used to be.

He wanted to continue living!

He had never had this desire before. He didn't want to live after James died. He had lived for so long just to atone for his sins.

But now it was different. Mike had woven a beautiful dream for him.

A beautiful dream of living with Harry, a chance to make up for James!

This beautiful dream kept him awake at night. Whenever he thought of this, he would feel like a fool. If he had not been imprisoned in Azkaban, he could have given Harry a good childhood.

Whenever Black thought of the various abuses Harry had suffered at his uncle's house, he would be so angry that he could not control himself. He wished he could kill the hateful Muggles right now.

I owe Harry a wonderful childhood, but it's not too late to make up for it now.

Thinking of this, Black ignored Shuke who was busy, went into his room and reopened the package that he had opened countless times in the past few days.

A flying broom was lying quietly in the package.

Firebolt, what a beautiful broom!

A smile appeared on Black's face, his hands were touching the broom, his eyes were looking at the broom, but his heart was thinking about Harry.

The child was a Quidditch genius like his father. I believe that with this broom, he will be able to sweep the world like his father and lead Gryffindor to become a true champion.

Christmas is coming soon, so let's give him this broom as a Christmas gift!

The smile on Black's face became more and more intense, and his eyes began to become blurred. It seemed that the time he spent with Harry's father James appeared in front of him again.