Chapter 299: A small meeting (sorry for being late)

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Townley."

After all the prisoners were taken away, the leading Auror nodded to Mike and said,

"This is what I should do as a Hogwarts student."

"You are really a model student. Dumbledore should give you another special contribution award." The Auror said with a smile, "Then I will leave first. I wish you a happy weekend."

"Okay, and I wish you a good trip." Mike said, "Oh, by the way. By the way, please say hello to Minister Fudge for me."

The captain of the Auror nodded in agreement, drew out his wand, and used the Apparition Charm.

With a crackling sound, the figure of the captain of the Auror disappeared in front of everyone.

At this time, Benjamin came over and asked softly with some excitement:

"Do we have a relationship with the Minister of Magic?"

Mike did not speak. Benjamin in front of him obviously guessed something from his last words, so he was a little excited.

However, this is really not the place to talk about these things.

Benjamin soon realized this and quickly covered his mouth.

It was right to do so, because Benjamin, who had received Mike's tacit consent, was so excited that he was shaking all over.

He knew that Mike's Freemasonry and the Los Santos Group were very powerful, but he never expected that Mike had a relationship with the Minister of Magic and could even ask the Minister of Magic to help him arrest people!

"Okay, I've been thinking too much." Mike patted Benjamin's keyboard and said, "Everyone, don't just stand there, the party continues, let's continue eating!"

With Mike's order, the students who were originally holding barbecue and didn't know whether to eat or not immediately cheered.

To be honest, they were really worried that Mike would announce the end of the party. After all, everyone knew the purpose of Mike holding this party, and now that Mike's goal of cracking down on those demonstrators has been achieved, then strictly speaking, this party has no meaning to exist.

Fortunately, Mike is not a stingy person. It's just a little meat, he can still afford it.

Everyone was very happy with this result, except Harry.

He had been in a bad mood since Carlo and his gang were arrested, which was in stark contrast to Ron who was stuffing barbecue into his mouth.

"What's wrong with you, Harry?" Mike said, holding Harry's shoulders, "If you have anything unhappy, you can tell us and make us happy. Hahaha."

Harry knew Mike was joking, but he really couldn't laugh at the moment.

After being with Mike for so long, he naturally knew that Mike was the kind of person who would repay evil with kindness and repay kindness with kindness.

So after being invited by Mike, he agreed without thinking.

In his opinion, this should be Mike's revenge, eating barbecue in front of Carlo and his gang, making them lose face.

But what he didn't expect was that Carlo and his gang were actually taken away by the Aurors!

He also read some law books last year to help Hagrid fight the lawsuit, so he knew very well that prisoners who needed Aurors to arrest would eventually be thrown into Azkaban.

And Azkaban, that's hell!

To be honest, he thought Mike's revenge was a bit excessive.

"Nothing..." Harry was struggling whether to say what he was thinking. After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "That... Mike, don't you think you've gone too far?"

"Unfortunately, I don't think so. On the contrary, I think this result is already merciful to them." Mike said, "I think you misunderstood something. Carlo and his gang are really not good people. The crimes pronounced by the Aurors are all true."

Harry was stunned for a moment.

Seeing this, Mike continued, "Also, do you remember those signs they held up, those with many pictures of magical animals being abused. Where do you think these came from?"

"Aren't they taken when they rescued those magical creatures? Oh! God! You're not saying?" "

That's right, Harry. These pictures were actually directed and acted by them. This is the same as when they asked those ladies to pretend to be their staff. The only difference between the two is that those ladies are not their companions, and the animals in those photos are really abused." Mike said earnestly, "So, they all deserve it, Harry."

"Oh, seriously, Mike. Oh, these people today remind me of Hermione." Ron muttered while chewing the roast meat, "You would never guess that she has recently set up a house-elf liberation front, saying that she wants to help the house-elves gain freedom. To me, she is simply crazy. If those house-elves really listen to her, then who will help us cook?" Hearing this,

Mike smiled, he remembered that there was indeed such a plot in the original book.

"By the way! I saw Dobby in Hogwarts last time, and he is working in Hogwarts now." Harry suddenly said as if he suddenly thought of something, "Oh, Mike, you don't know Dobby yet? He is a house-elf friend of mine. He used to be a house-elf of the Malfoy family, but now he is a free man."

"Yeah, that's really good."

Mike perfunctorily said, he certainly knew about Dobby.

He was a non-mainstream house-elves, an extremely rare one who pursued freedom and did not want to be a slave.

In the original plot, he should have appeared in Harry's second year, but later, because of Mike's existence, things in the second year changed a lot.

Mike thought that Dobby would never appear again, but he didn't expect that he would end up with Harry.

Harry continued, "There was also a house-elf named Winky who came to the Hogwarts kitchen with him. She was a female elf, and I think Dobby might have fallen in love with her."

"Winky?"

"Yes, it is said that she was also given clothes by her master and became a free person, but unlike Dobby, she was very sad about regaining her freedom."

Harry continued to gossip about Dobby and Mike, but he didn't notice that Mike on the opposite side was already horrified.

Winky!

He remembered the name. It was the house elf of the Crouch family. It was she who accompanied little Barty Crouch, who had cast the Reappearing Bones Charm, to the stadium on the day of the Quidditch World Cup.

Damn it, he had forgotten all about this part of the plot.

"That Dobby and Winky," Mike said with a frown, "are they still in the kitchen of Hogwarts?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, I'm just curious about Dobby. By the way, can you introduce me to them later? I want to meet these two." Mike said as if nothing had happened, "You know, I always like to make some special friends."

"Of course! I would be very happy if you could become friends!"

Harry said happily, and the atmosphere on the scene became lively again.

At the same time in Hogwarts, the short Professor Flitwick was on his way to Dumbledore's office.

He had made an appointment with Dumbledore earlier to hold a separate meeting about the Triwizard Tournament and Mike.

His main purpose for this meeting was to make Dumbledore more partial to his own players in the next two events. It would be best if he could be as shameless as Karkaroff.

Although this possibility was not great, Dumbledore still had to save face.

But he felt that at least Dumbledore should be able to maintain absolute fairness, instead of giving Mike only nine points for his own reputation like last time (that's what Flitwick thought).

"Rum chocolate!"

"Correct password!"

With a low response, the monster stone statue outside the headmaster's office suddenly moved to the side, revealing the passage inside.

Flitwick walked into the office with slow but steady steps, and saw Dumbledore in a white robe writing something at the eagle-legged table in the middle of the office in this spacious circular office.

Next to him, where the Phoenix Foxy footrest should have been placed, Phoenix Foxy and the wooden stand were gone, replaced by a new stand with a round plate on top.

A large amount of silk cloth was piled on the round plate, and on top of the silk cloth was a fiery red egg.

Flitwick's eyes drifted from the egg and fell on Dumbledore again.

He knew that the phoenix Foxy had taken the initiative to rebirth earlier this year, and in the near future, he would return as a chick.

"Filius, please sit down!" Dumbledore noticed Flitwick and quickly stood up and greeted him, "Would you like black tea or juice? How about some rum chocolate for dessert? I'm crazy about its taste recently."

"There's no need to be so troublesome, Dumbledore. I think it's better for us to get straight to the point. After all, you look quite busy." Flitwick sat across from the eagle-foot table, "Regarding the Triwizard Tournament, I hope you can give Mike and Harry some help in scoring. Of course, I don't mean to say that your previous scoring was unfair. I just want to say that they are all your students after all, and as the headmaster, you should stand on their side. You should understand what I mean, right?"

"Filius, I understand what you said. As the headmaster of Hogwarts and a professor, I certainly love my students. At the same time, I have been taking care of my students, including Harry and Mike, but you have not seen the work I have done."

Hearing this, Professor Flitwick angrily scolded: "What you mean by care is that you only gave Mike 9 points? It's okay for Harry, after all, his performance was not perfect. But what about Mike? He got the golden egg unscathed! Don't you think the score you gave is unfair?"

"Mike obviously had a better way to get the golden egg safely without hurting anyone. But he still chose that dangerous method, which is why I deducted one point from him." Dumbledore said earnestly, "Don't get excited, Filius. In fact, even if you didn't come to me, I would come to talk to you. Regarding Mike, I think it's time for us to intervene. As you know, he knows black magic, and his attainments in black magic are already quite high. Combined with his recent style of behavior, I think he is in a very dangerous state now. So..."

"Bang!" Professor Flitwick slammed the table and interrupted Dumbledore. "So what? Are you going to send him to Azkaban?!"

"You misunderstood me, Filius. I just want to talk to that kid. The talent he showed is really amazing. It would be a terrible thing if he went astray."

"Haha! You also intervened as you said when facing Tom, but what was the consequence? A pure lunatic just appeared!" Flitwick sneered rarely, "I don't believe you! Dumbledore! Mike is my student. I know his character much better than you do. He is a good kid! So I don't allow you to use your tricks on him. Remember? Dumbledore."

After that, Flitwick slammed the door and left without waiting for Dumbledore to react.

With Flitwick's departure, the round office returned to silence again. Dumbledore sat on the sofa chair with an expressionless face and deep eyes. No one could guess what he was thinking now.

At this time, the magic portraits of the former headmasters on the wall also secretly opened their eyes and looked at Dumbledore in the middle of the office.

But then they immediately closed their eyes again and pretended to sleep, because from their understanding of Dumbledore, they could see that Dumbledore was in a very bad mood.

Only one slightly bald portrait looked puzzled and said:

"Sometimes I really don't understand you, Dumbledore. If you think that student named Mike may become a scourge in the future, then you can get rid of him now, so that you can solve the problem once and for all, right? That's what I did at that time. This is called taking precautions."

Another portrait on the side said sarcastically: "So this is why you became the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts, Black!"

"You're talking nonsense! I'm not hated!"

He was responded by the other party's laughter.

Just as Black was about to speak again, a portrait at the highest point suddenly spoke.

"Enough! Shut up, Phineas and Armando." The portrait looked at Dumbledore, who had remained silent. "So what are you going to do now, Dumbledore?"

As soon as these words came out, Armando and Phineas cast their eyes on Dumbledore. Even the portraits who were still pretending to sleep secretly opened their eyes.

But Dumbledore remained silent.

After a while, he sighed deeply and said tiredly:

"Let's just... observe and see. Perhaps Filius is right."

The portrait at the top shook its head, but did not say anything. Instead, it closed its eyes again.

The other portraits stopped talking.

They, the portraits of the former headmasters, do have the responsibility to help the current headmaster, but they do not have the right to interfere with the current headmaster's decision.

So when Dumbledore has made a decision, even though they do not approve of this decision, it is useless.