Chapter 262 Practice

"Can I touch your medal?"

In the room, a female member of the Student Mutual Aid Association was looking at Mike with longing, her right hand half stretched out as if she wanted to touch the second-level Merlin medal on Mike's chest.

Facing such a passionate and beautiful lady, Mike naturally had no reason to refuse. He took off the medal on his chest very generously and threw it to the girl to show that you are welcome.

The girl obviously didn't expect Mike to do this. She caught the medal in a panic and looked at Mike with her mouth wide open in surprise.

At the same time, the members of the Mutual Aid Association who were summoned by Mike after the dinner also gathered around, curiously looking at the Merlin medal, which is known as the highest honor of wizards.

There were too many people at the dinner just now,

and they were completely embarrassed to get close to Mike. Mike sat on the sofa and looked at the twelve members of the Mutual Aid Association he summoned, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

Those people obviously knew the importance of the medal. After passing the medal around, the girl who had been there at the beginning returned it to Mike respectfully.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Mike took the medal and threw it on the coffee table.

The boys and girls looked at each other, and finally the boy named Benjamin stood up, walked to the front of the crowd and answered enthusiastically:

"As you command! Mr. Townley!"

At this moment, the others finally reacted, bowed to Mike like Benjamin, and shouted in unison:

"As you command!"

Mike nodded with satisfaction. The twelve people in front of him were the final winners of the treasure hunt in the Room of Requirement. They were all talented people with superior IQs. They not only had outstanding talents in magic, but also had special talents in other aspects.

For example, Benjamin had a very outstanding talent in potions.

And the outstanding talents they showed also made Mike make a decision to increase their training!

The training mentioned here is not as simple as increasing the supply of resources. What Mike needs is all-round talents with both moral, intellectual, physical and aesthetic qualities. What these people lack most now is not knowledge, but practical experience.

"I have a task for you to complete." Mike said, "The dark side that you can't see has always been persecuting our Muggle compatriots, which makes me very sad. So, I need you to hunt them."

"This... is not good?"

A short boy with freckles on his face said a little uneasy in the crowd.

But Mike didn't mean to answer him at all, and continued:

"The time for this task is the whole summer vacation. During this time, the person who hunts the most dark magic creatures will get a bonus of 10,000 gold galleons and 1 million pounds, and will have the opportunity to gain more knowledge. In other words, this is a competition!" As soon as

Benjamin and others said this, they immediately became sensational. 10,000 gold galleons and 1 million pounds, such a large sum of money made everyone's heartbeat accelerate.

There are also some people with rich family backgrounds among these twelve people. One million pounds is nothing to them, but 10,000 gold Galleons are different!

Due to the exchange decree of Gringotts, a lot of money in the Muggle world cannot be converted into gold Galleons at all, and these 10,000 gold Galleons are enough to make them excited.

What's more, the first place has the opportunity to gain more knowledge!

This is too crucial!

The Snape notes and some of Black's secrets that Mike gave them earlier have benefited them a lot. Among the people present, several of them even got several more A's in this year's wizard level exam. If they can go further and gain more and better knowledge...

"Mr. Townley, do you have any other requirements for hunting targets?"

A black guy with a crew cut asked with difficulty, panting. Just from the sweat that kept flowing down, you can see how excited he is at the moment.

"There are no requirements except that you cannot kill opponents who are also participating in the competition. Werewolves, vampires, eight-eyed giant spiders, giants, trolls, and even Dementors, as long as you are able to kill them and bring their bodies to see me, I will give you points according to their strength!"

After getting Mike's answer, the black guy silently shouted yes, and then retreated behind the crowd.

Obviously, not all of the twelve people had almost lost their minds like him. The blonde girl who wanted to touch the Mike badge at the beginning asked hesitantly:

"But, we can't cast magic outside the school..."

Before she finished her words, the black guy and several other teenagers burst into laughter. One of the teenagers wiped his tears with difficulty and mocked the girl:

"Kelly, have you become stupid from studying? Everyone knows that this ban is specifically used to restrict us Muggle-born wizards. Don't tell me that you haven't found a way to avoid the traces after so many years in Hogwarts!"

The boy's words won the approval of several others. They had long been very dissatisfied with the traces and the ban on minors' magic. Why can those half-blood and pure-blood little wizards use spells unscrupulously during the holidays, while they can only pretend to be ordinary people who can't do magic?

Don't the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic and the professors of Hogwarts know that this will make them lose a lot of practice time, and thus lag behind those half-blood and pure-bloods in spell level and learning progress?

Mike looked at the angry crowd in front of him with a smile, and nodded silently in his heart.

The group of people in front of him obviously had accumulated a lot of resentment towards the entire wizarding society, and he was very good at controlling such boys and girls.

Seeing that the girl who asked the question was speechless and could only shrink in the corner with grievance, Mike clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention again.

"Okay, stop arguing, I believe Kelly didn't mean it." Mike said, "Then I will announce the official start of this hunting competition. Finally, I want to say that everyone here is smart, and I believe you have some experience in how to circumvent the regulations of the Ministry of Magic. But I still want to remind you not to do anything stupid. If you commit a serious crime and are caught by the Ministry of Magic, then..."

Mike didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone present already understood what he wanted to say.

Several people who were so excited that they wanted to run and fight with the werewolves and vampires immediately also calmed down.

Seeing that they had listened to his words, Mike nodded with satisfaction and announced the end of the meeting.

After everyone left, Penelope and Franklin came out from the shadows.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Penelope asked worriedly, "Some of them might die because of this."

Mike glanced at Penelope and said nonchalantly:

"You know, for people like us, if we want to stand out in the wizarding society, we have to take some crooked paths. This is for the greater good."

Hearing this, Penelope's worry became more intense. She felt that what Mike was doing now was more like cultivating a band, which was undoubtedly a dangerous path.

Franklin on the side also saw Mike's intention, but his reaction was different from Penelope's.

He felt that everything Mike did made sense.

This was a song title, and as a leader, Mike's actions were obviously worthy of his swearing to follow.

...

In the next few days, these boys and girls were working hard to prepare for the battle.

The reward Mike offered was so tempting that even those with better family conditions and less virtuous hearts were interested in this competition.

There were also many smart people among them. Benjamin cleverly caught the loophole in Mike's words and began to frantically win over other members, trying to gather everyone's strength to let one of them win the game, and then share the prize money and knowledge equally.

Mike turned a blind eye to this. He actually expected this situation to happen a long time ago and hoped to discover more of their talents from this matter.

If Benjamin's plan succeeds, the difficulty of this competition will drop sharply, even to almost zero.

Because they no longer have competitors, that is to say, the twelve of them only need to symbolically kill a monster and then give it to the designated first place.

It's a pity that some of the twelve people are obviously more willing to take all the rewards for themselves.

For example, the strongest one among the twelve, the boy with blond hair like Mike, Victor.

The rejection of Victor, the strongest, obviously made the other members with relatively strong strength have other thoughts. These people felt that they were strong and hoped to be the final winner, so they didn't need to join Benjamin's team at all.

As a result, Benjamin's alliance became a weak alliance.

Only those who were weak and thought they could not win the game would join Benjamin's alliance to keep warm.

And Benjamin's teammates also had their own ulterior motives. Everyone wanted to take the team's spoils at the last minute and enjoy the fruits of victory alone.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Mike sighed, pushed open the door of the auditorium and came to the auditorium where the year-end dinner was being held.

Compared with the previous two years, the students were obviously not very interested in this year's dinner. This was largely because the dinner held a few days ago to celebrate Mike and Snape's winning of the Order of Merlin II made them consume too much energy.

But there was no Ravenclaw among these listless people, and the reason was simple, because this year's college cup was theirs again.

This was all thanks to Mike's second-class Order of Merlin.

After learning his lesson, Dumbledore obviously didn't dare to do any tricks of zero-time bonus points and Jedi counterattack. So in order to commend Mike, the youngest ever winner of the Order of Merlin, Dumbledore announced at the dinner a few days ago that Ravenclaw would be awarded 300 points!

This exaggerated bonus directly filled the college hourglass, which was originally a bit empty compared to Slytherin and Gryffindor, and also changed the main tone of today's dinner to the blue color symbolizing Ravenclaw.

The students of Gryffindor and Slytherin were naturally unhappy about this, but they were still very convinced of Mike in their hearts. After all, it was the Order of Merlin, the second-class medal. Mike had achieved this achievement at this age, which really made everyone speechless.

The dinner was successfully completed, and Ravenclaw also successfully completed their second consecutive championship.

The arrival of summer vacation has greatly alleviated the dissatisfaction of Gryffindor and Slytherin students, and Black also ushered in his ultimate moment.

Black had obviously dressed up today. He wore a dark brown striped suit and a dark shirt with a complex pattern on the lining, which showed his coquettish nature.

He recognized Harry from the crowd almost at first sight. There was no way, Harry and his good friend James looked too much alike.

"Hello, Harry." Black was so nervous that he stuttered, "I'm Sirius Black. Maybe you don't know it yet, but actually... um... actually I'm your godfather. Your father James... well, James is my best friend."

Harry looked up and looked at the tall Black in front of him.

He wanted to say that you didn't need to introduce yourself at all. At that time, the newspapers were full of your photos and deeds, and he was already familiar with you.

"I know you. It was you who gave me the Fire... Firebolt, and two of them." Harry was so nervous that he stuttered. "Thanks to you, we won the championship this year."

A smile appeared on Blake's face, but then he seemed to think that this was a bit rude. He quickly restrained his smile and said seriously:

"You don't have to thank me. This is what I should do."

"Yeah."

Harry's "Yeah" obviously killed the conversation. Black remained silent, his brain frantically working to find a new topic, and the atmosphere between the two of them couldn't help but become awkward.

After a long time, until Black's forehead was covered with sweat, Harry hesitated and asked:

"Um, what's the matter with you? My uncle is waiting for me outside. If I don't go, he might be angry."

"Nothing! I just want to ask you, you know I have a house in Grimmauld Place, right? At the same time, I heard that you are not living well at your uncle's house." Seeing this, Black hurriedly told his real purpose, but because of too much nervousness, his speed of speech was too fast, and he seemed a little incoherent, "So... so I want to ask you, are you willing to move out of there and live with me."

This sentence seemed to have exhausted all of Black's strength. He panted and waited nervously for Harry's answer. He didn't even think of wiping the sweat on his face.

"Are you serious? You want me to leave my uncle's house?"

Harry's suddenly raised tone obviously disappointed Black. He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be nonchalant and said:

"Oh, it's okay, if you don't want to, it's okay..."

However, before he finished speaking, Harry interrupted him excitedly and said, "That's great!"

"What did you say?"

"I said that's great!"

"That means you agreed!"

"Of course!"

Black smiled happily, holding Harry in his arms and turning around, picked up Harry's huge suitcase and walked out of the station. As for Uncle Vernon who was still waiting for Harry, the two people who were in ecstasy probably forgot about him.

At the same time, the twelve members of the mutual aid association who accepted the task also walked out of the station. They quickly divided into several groups and disappeared in the crowd.

"It seems that they can't wait and don't even plan to go home." Mike said to himself, "You go and keep an eye on them, don't let them do anything too big."

"Got it."

An emotionless voice rose from Mike's heart, and then a faint black mist came out from his neck and slowly dissipated into the air.