Chapter 275: Fearless

Watching the white-hooded people being slowly burned to death in front of him, Mike let out a long breath, raised his wand again, and extinguished the giant flaming python transformed by the Fiendfyre along with the ordinary flames burning in the camp.

Only then did the spectators feel relieved. Harry, Ron and others rushed directly to Mike's side regardless of the danger.

"You are so cool! Was that fire snake just now also a fire spell? Isn't it too strong?"

Mike remained silent, just smiled at Harry who asked him the question.

Hermione on the other side looked ugly, and looked at Mike with complicated eyes, and said;

"That was Fiendfyre, right?"

"Yes." Mike admitted without hesitation.

Hermione's face became even uglier. She seemed a little unbelievable, and she took two steps back involuntarily, farther away from Mike.

"What is Fiendfyre? What are you two talking about?"

"Fiendfyre is a cursed fire, a dark magic." Hermione gritted her teeth and said, "It's a very powerful and dangerous dark magic!"

Harry and Ron were stunned when they heard this, and looked at Mike in disbelief.

"But I saved people with it, didn't I?" Mike said with a smile, "The murderer killed people with a knife, but it's not the knife's fault. The knife can also be used to do many good things, such as cutting vegetables, such as cutting fruits."

"Well said!"

As soon as Mike finished speaking, a cheer came from not far away.

Everyone looked over and saw a tall and delicate girl with a head of shining white hair like stars walking over with a little girl who looked very similar to her but was a little timid.

"The tool is innocent, the one who uses the tool to commit the crime is guilty." Fleur walked up to Mike, smiled and stretched out her hand, "Long time no see Mike, thank you for stopping the mob and saving my sister Gabrielle."

"Long time no see, this is what I should do."

Fleur's appearance instantly conquered all the men present except Mike. Harry and Ron recovered from the shock of Mike's black magic and looked at Fleur with straight eyes. Suddenly

, Ron seemed to be unable to control himself anymore. He walked up to Fleur and said with a silly face:

"Hello, beautiful lady, can I invite you to have dinner together? Oh! I forgot to introduce myself first. My name is Ron, Ron Weasley, the man who will become the Minister of Magic in the future."

It must be said that Ron is really a man with a lot of funny points all over his body. Mike was so amused by his self-introduction that he almost couldn't maintain his brain occlusion.

Fleur seemed to be accustomed to this kind of chatting up. She didn't pay any attention to Ron at all, but looked at Hermione with interest.

"Did you... have a quarrel with your girlfriend?" Fleur hugged Mike's arm while speaking.

Hermione on the other side was furious when she saw this, and said angrily:

"Mike! What you just said is completely absurd! You and I both know that the reason why dark magic is dark magic is not because it is often used for bad things! You should take care of yourself!"

After that, she stomped her right foot hard and turned away.

Mike didn't chase him at all. He didn't even have the intention to refute because he found that the people from the Ministry of Magic had finally arrived.

"Mike, I can't believe that we meet again after only a few hours of separation."

Fudge, with half-closed eyes and a little tired, came to the scene with a group of Aurors, smiled and greeted Mike and others with a kind attitude.

But then, when an Auror in uniform said something in Fudge's ear, Fudge's eyes changed instantly when he looked at Mike.

"You actually used the Fiendish Fire Curse!? Do you know how serious the consequences would be if it gets out of control? There are nearly 100,000 people around here!" Fudge yelled hysterically, "Merlin's beard! You must be crazy!"

"But I succeeded, didn't I? I killed those thugs and saved everyone."

Perhaps it was Mike's nonchalant look that completely angered Fudge. His fat face instantly turned red, and his expression became ferocious. He pointed his finger at Mike as if he wanted to teach him a lesson.

However, before he could finish his words, there was a burst of explosions in the woods in the distance.

When everyone looked over, they saw a faint green light point rising rapidly into the air, and it exploded after climbing to the top.

A huge green skull appeared in the night sky, and an extremely large python emerged from the skull, like an absurdly long tongue. This strange pattern looked like a new constellation against the backdrop of the night sky.

"Merlin's beard!"

Fudge opened his mouth wide and looked at the pattern on their heads. He murmured and fell down.

The Auror beside him quickly supported him to prevent him from making a fool of himself in front of Mike and others.

However, Fudge obviously did not appreciate it. The Auror's support seemed to make him react. His face flushed and he pushed the Auror who supported him away, roaring:

"Go and catch him! Catch the guy who released the Dark Mark! At all costs! You must catch him for me! This is a blatant provocation to the Ministry of Magic!"

Although he was sprayed with spit, the Auror did not get angry. He just wiped the saliva on his face silently and ran towards the woods with a group of Aurors.

Mike sighed. If it weren't for the fact that what those white hooded people did was really unbearable to him, he should have caught the little mouse who released the Dark Mark in the woods by now.

Hearing the sigh, Fudge turned his head and looked at Mike, and said with a gloomy face:

"I'm very busy now and don't have time to deal with your affairs for the time being. Just come with me to the Ministry of Magic first!"

After that, two people in the uniforms of the Ministry of Magic came up and stretched out their hands to signal Mike to hand over the wand to them.

This move undoubtedly treated Mike as a suspect. To be honest, this was too much, but Mike was not upset at all, because he knew that he would be fine.

But Fleur on the side obviously didn't think so. She pushed the two uniformed men away, rushed to Fudge and shouted:

"How could you do this? Do you know how critical the situation was just now? You didn't come when it was the most critical, and now you want to capture the hero who saved all of us? Don't you feel ashamed?!"

Fleur was very excited, but Fudge opposite her was expressionless. He waited until she finished speaking before saying calmly:

"Have you finished speaking?"

"No! I tell you! I am a student of Beauxbatons School of Magic in France. If you dare to arrest Mike, I will tell my classmates and teachers exactly what happened today, so that they can have a good look. Your Ministry of Magic in the United States..."

Fleur was covered by Mike's hand before she finished speaking. He had dealt with law enforcement officers in his previous life and understood very well how stupid Fleur's behavior was at this moment.

Think about it, the law enforcement department is a violent organization. Do you have the courage to threaten a violent organization?

Isn't this courting death?

"The little girl is ignorant. I'm sorry to make the Minister laugh."

Fudge looked at Mike with a bad face and left without saying a word.

The two men in uniforms stretched out their hands again.

Mike handed over his wand obediently and followed the two uniformed men to the direction where Fudge came from.

Behind him, Furong shouted:

"Mike, you must be careful!"

...

Perhaps because Fudge did not directly order the arrest of Mike, the two uniformed men did not control Mike's ability to move. They just escorted him left and right, and came to a prison with only dozens of cells through the teleportation fireplace, and stuffed Mike into one of the cells.

This is the temporary prison of the Ministry of Magic, which is specially used to detain prisoners who have not yet been tried.

Mike is not unfamiliar with this place.

Some time ago, after Victor and others were arrested for making trouble, Mike came here to rescue them, but he did not expect that he would be locked up here not long after.

After sighing a little about the unpredictable life, Mike lay down.

To be honest, the conditions of the cells here are not bad. Although they are not as clean as the BT prisons where prisoners are required to clean every day in his previous life, at least they have the necessary things such as beds. Because

he had just fought a fierce battle and consumed a lot of physical strength, Mike fell asleep before he lay down for long.

When he woke up again, the first thing that caught his eye was Fudge's smiling fat face.

It can be seen that our Minister should not have rested that night, and he was busy for a long time for the Quidditch World Cup. Now Fudge's face is not good to look at.

Not only did he have bags under his eyes and dark circles, but his whole face was swollen and greasy, which was very scary.

Behind Fudge was a middle-aged man dressed like an old gentleman. He was tall and thin, with a well-groomed mustache. At this moment, the wand in his hand was trembling slightly, and his lips were moving slightly, clearly casting a spell!

Seeing that Mike finally woke up, Fudge said kindly:

"Come on, Mike, tell us what happened that night?"

"Did you catch the guy who released the Dark Mark?" Mike answered irrelevantly and cast his eyes on the gentleman with the mustache, "And you, don't waste your energy, I know the brain occlusion technique."

The wand in the mustache's hand trembled more violently, this time he was not casting a spell, but was angry.

However, just as he was about to explode, Fudge stopped him with his eyes.

"Ah! It seems that they were not caught."

Mike sighed deeply, and Fudge on the other side could no longer maintain the smile on his face after hearing this, and said seriously:

"Based on the Flashback Spell (a spell that allows the wand to release the spell it has recently released) and the testimony of eyewitnesses at the scene, we have confirmed that you used the Fiendfyre to kill those white hoods. Now, we suspect that the guys who released the Dark Mark are them. You have fought with them, so I ask you, do you know who those people are?"

Mike lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and sneered:

"Of course I know."

Fudge was silent, and the wand in the hand of the mustache gentleman behind him stopped shaking, and even began to aim at Mike.

At the same time, Mike's nerves were tense, and the raven Papi who was living in his pendant was ready to attack.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Since you know, I'll tell you directly. This matter cannot be known to the public." Fudge waved his hand to stop the gentleman with the mustache, "Moreover, you have to cooperate with us to minimize the impact of this time."

Now it was Mike's turn to be silent.

He knew very well that the Ministry of Magic would never make the identities of those white hoods public, because once the public knew that the white hoods were those nobles who were originally high and mighty, the entire wizarding society would be in turmoil.

This is something that the Ministry of Magic cannot allow!

Although Fudge and his friends guessed wrongly about the releaser of the Dark Mark, their reasoning was actually very reasonable.

After all, there were many of Voldemort's men in the white hoods, and it was not surprising that there was a person who still missed Voldemort and wanted to release the Dark Mark to show off. After

a long time, Mike slowly said:

"Okay."

Fudge and the mustache both breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I want compensation!"

Fudge's smile, which had just bloomed, froze again. The man with handlebar

mustaches on the side started to curse:

"Don't push your luck! Just one person..."

"Stop acting! You don't even dare to kill me to silence me! If I'm not mistaken, there must be chaos outside now, right? The thugs are at large, while the heroes who saved people are in jail. Haha, this is really big news!" Mike interrupted the man with handlebar mustaches directly, "You can say the three words you wanted to say but didn't, because the compensation I want is your life!"

The gentleman with handlebar mustaches panicked, and he trembled as he cast his eyes at Fudge on the side. Seeing that Fudge lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was thinking whether it was worth it, he suddenly fell to the ground with weak legs. Mike felt comfortable

now. He sat on the bed with his legs crossed, and smiled at the ugly appearance of the man with handlebar mustaches.

"Stop joking about Yaheng. Let's put it this way, Mike. You should know that the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin." Fudge said, "What do you think of the title of the Triwizard Champion plus the promise of those families not to attack you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Haha, cheating is a common practice in the Triwizard Tournament, and as the organizer of this tournament, we naturally have an innate advantage in this regard."

"Did you get something wrong?" Mike said with a teasing look, "With my strength, I only need your help to win the Triwizard Championship? As for the promise you mentioned, isn't it supposed to be like this?"

"Then what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand? The Triwizard Championship is not enough, you have to pay more."

"Okay, tell me the number."

"I want you to give Los Santos Corporation a year of tax exemption."

"Okay."

Fudge agreed without hesitation, which surprised Mike.

You have to know that with the current size of Los Santos Corporation, the annual tax is definitely an astronomical figure, and this kind of behavior of exchanging the tax exemption policy as a condition is undoubtedly corruption!

But Mike soon reacted.

This money didn't need to go through the Ministry of Magic's account at all. No matter how much benefit he got from Fudge, Fudge would squeeze double from the families of those white-hooded people. He naturally didn't feel bad about spending other people's money.

So, Mike laughed and stretched out his hand, saying:

"Deal!"