Chapter 306 Victor's Evolution

The next day, when the golden sunlight filled the dormitory, Mike, who had been working hard until the second half of the night, finally woke up.

Turning his head to look at the wall clock, Mike realized that it was already noon.

There was nothing he could do about it. Boys and girls were always greedy and unrestrained about certain things. Although Mike was not a boy in nature, he was still very excited to return to his young body.

Carefully pulling his arm out from under Penelope's neck and covering her with the quilt again, covering the snow-white color exposed to the air, Mike got out of bed.

Stretching his body and listening to the crackling sound coming from his body joints, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

This meant that his body was not affected by physical training and was still growing.

He went out to wash up, took two lunches and returned to the dormitory.

At this time, Penelope had also woken up, but her movements at this moment were a little strange.

She still looked like she was lying on the floor, but she sat up, leaving her white back exposed, and lifted the quilt to look inside.

The sound of Mike opening the door startled her, and she screamed and hid under the quilt. After a while, she poked her head out and looked at Mike, saying in a crying voice:

"What should I do? I feel like it has even changed its shape!"

Mike burst out laughing at the sound.

"You're still laughing! This is all your fault! You still have the nerve to laugh!"

Penelope said angrily, turning around and covering her head with the quilt again.

"Maybe it's because it's swollen, after all, there were too many times last night. But it doesn't matter, it will be fine after a while." Mike put down the lunch, sat on the bed and comforted him, "Hurry up and get dressed, I brought you lunch."

"You didn't lie to me?"

A muffled voice came from under the quilt, and Mike laughed and swore, and Penelope poked her head out of the quilt again.

But she obviously didn't mean to get up. She pouted her little mouth and said cutely:

"Feed me!"

Mike shook his head helplessly. He really wanted Penelope to get up and brush her teeth before eating, but he also knew that Penelope was just a donkey. So he took out his magic wand and carefully helped Penelope finish washing with spring water and clean water. Finally, he forked the beef cut into small pieces and started to feed it. Penelope

's face was full of happiness. She enjoyed the time being taken care of by Mike.

Mike on the other side did not reject this. Penelope usually gave people the impression of being an almost omnipotent strong woman. It was not only not annoying to lose her temper like now, but also quite cute.

The two of them talked and laughed while eating. You feed me, I feed you. They were so affectionate that they didn't notice the passage of time at all. A lunch was eaten until dusk.

It was not until this time that Penelope reluctantly left Mike's dormitory.

If possible, she wanted to stay for a few more nights, but Mike refused her on the grounds that Penelope's body needed to be recuperated, which touched Penelope very much.

When Penelope told her roommates and best friends about this, the girls looked at Penelope with envy and jealousy.

They also have boyfriends, and they often have some in-depth exchanges with their boyfriends. After all, girls can enter the boys' dormitory at will in Hogwarts, while boys can never enter the girls' dormitory.

This rule has been well received. Europeans and Americans develop early and are very open about that aspect. It is extremely normal for boys and girls aged 16 or 17 to have needs.

The Ministry of Magic is also happy to see this happen. After all, the population of wizards is still too small nowadays, and they are eager for the younger generation to have more children.

An old virgin like Professor McGonagall who never marries is simply an unforgivable existence in the eyes of these politicians!

Penelope looked at the envy and jealousy of her best friends around her, and she was secretly proud in her heart.

According to her understanding, the boyfriends of these girlfriends are so childish that they don't care about your body or feelings when doing that. They only care about their own comfort.

Compared with Mike, they are like heaven and earth!

While Penelope was feeling proud, Mike came to the secret realm of Freemasonry.

He didn't forget about Victor. He had ignored his situation because of other things before. Now that he has time, he will naturally come to check to prevent Victor from going astray and conducting some dangerous experiments.

However, Mike's action was still a little late. When he pushed open the door of Victor's alchemical laboratory, he was immediately stunned.

The decoration in the laboratory was not much different from the last time Mike came. There were still a lot of alchemical prostheses scattered on the ground, and the laboratory table was already full of garbage.

But the owner of the laboratory has changed a lot!

Victor's short blond hair had been shaved bald, his left eye had changed from a lively eye to a dull alchemical eye, his right hand and legs had disappeared, replaced by a white mechanical arm and a pair of monkey-like mechanical legs with long fingers.

"President, what brings you here today?"

Victor said without turning his head.

"You...how did you get yourself into this state!?"

"I think it's pretty good this way." Victor finally put down the work at hand, turned around and said, "I can now see microorganisms without the help of magic or other tools, because of this magic eye. Of course, this magic eye is still a semi-finished product, not as good as Moody's magic eye. Ah! His magic eye level is really too high, I think it may take me several years to perfectly replicate it. But if you can steal Moody's magic eye for me to study, this time can be greatly shortened!"

Victor became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally calmed down when he finished speaking, looking at Mike with expectant eyes.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Well, I guess so, Moody has the magic eye to help him, unless you kill him, it's too difficult to steal things from him." Victor's tone became a little disappointed, but then he became excited again, "But it doesn't matter if it's just one, as long as you give me time, I can make a better one one day!"

Mike didn't choose to talk. His face was gloomy and scary, and his eyes kept scanning Victor's mechanical legs.

Victor also noticed Mike's eyes. He chuckled and raised one of his mechanical legs and placed it on the workbench.

Then a surprising scene happened. The monkey-like mechanical leg flexibly grasped the feather pen and began to write on the parchment smoothly.

"You see, it's very flexible! Thanks to them, I can handle a lot of work at the same time!" Victor snapped his fingers with his mechanical arm, and the crisp metal collision sound made Mike's face darker.

"Is it worth it?" Mike asked with a sigh.

"Of course it's worth it!" Victor said without hesitation, "You don't have to feel sad for me, I did all this voluntarily, and I did the surgery on myself. In my opinion, this is a glorious evolution! Don't think that the role of these machines is relatively small now, but I believe that as my research deepens, these machines will burst out with a force that shocks the world! By then, my name will surely go down in history!"

Looking at the fanatical Victor in front of him, Mike shook his head and said:

"You're crazy."

Hearing this, Victor's eyes dimmed suddenly. He knew that if Mike said to cut off his research funding, then his research would have to end.

"But I'm not going to stop you."

As soon as these words came out, Victor's intact eye burst into brilliance. He looked at Mike in shock, a little unsure if he had heard it wrong just now.

"I'm serious. I'm not going to stop you." Mike continued, "Just as I promised each of you when you joined the Freemasonry, every member of the Freemasonry is equal to each other. No one can tell you what to do unless you harm the interests of other members.

To be honest, I don't think highly of you because the path you are going to take is too difficult.

But if you are willing to try, as your president, I am still willing to invest in you for a while. After all, although your ideals seem crazy and unrealistic, great people always take unconventional paths, don't they?"

"Yes! You...you are right! President!"

Victor choked, tears streaming from his intact eye, while the other artificial eye was still dull, and even the muscles around the eye were stiff and motionless.

This made him look very funny and very pitiful.

"Don't be too happy!" Mike raised his voice and said seriously, "My investment is not without conditions. You and I must make three rules!"

"You tell me, I will agree to any conditions!"

"Well, first of all, you can't conduct human experiments at will, especially experiments on yourself. You must perfect those messy machines before you can install them on yourself, and Benjamin and Soraka must be present for each operation!" Mike stretched out his fingers and counted, "Secondly, you must disguise yourself well at ordinary times and not let others find any abnormalities in you." Victor's

throat moved. The second condition that Mike mentioned was not bad. After all, he also had simulated limbs, and others would not find any abnormalities at all if they did not observe carefully.

But the first condition was quite harsh. Researching alchemical prostheses was originally a matter that required a lot of practice. Now that Mike has made such a big restriction on his experiments, his research speed is bound to slow down.

But Victor also understood that he had no room to refuse now, so

he could only grit his teeth and said: "I agree! There is one last condition, please tell me."

"The last condition, I hope you can be nicer to yourself." Mike smiled and said, "To be honest, Victor, don't be so extreme. Being a human being still has a lot of fun. I hope you don't turn yourself into a robot. You must preserve your sense of taste and touch. Of course, there is also fertility. You know what I mean, right? That's really cool! If you don't believe it, you can try it!"

"Okay... okay."

Victor responded dully. He never expected that Mike's last condition would be this!

"Okay, it's getting late, I'll leave first!"

After that, Mike said no more, pressed the Masonic gold coin directly, and returned to Hogwarts.

And Victor woke up from his dull state after he disappeared for a long time. He looked at the place where Mike was standing with complicated eyes, and touched his vital position again.

After a while, he bowed deeply to the place where Mike disappeared.

...

Mike had no idea about Victor's actions. In fact, he was on his way to the kitchen to find food.

However, he met an unexpected guest on the way.

"Oh! Mike! Our dragon slayer! I'm so lucky to meet you here!"

Chris shouted excitedly, and around him were a large number of Slytherins.

Mike frowned because he found Crabbe and Goyle, two of Draco's stupid followers, among the Slytherins. At this moment, they were standing behind Chris with a silly smile, just like they treated Draco in the past. They looked like they were Chris's followers. What

was even more suspicious was that there was no sign of Draco among the visitors.

"Hello, Chris." After greeting Chris, Mike changed the subject and asked, "Where are you going? And where is Malfoy?"

Mike's last sentence was addressed to Goyle, who scratched his head and said awkwardly:

"I don't know."

"You don't know? Aren't you two Malfoy's followers?"

Hearing this, Goyle's embarrassment became even stronger, and he stood there scratching the back of his head.

"Obviously! Goyle and Crabbe have woken up! They have finally seen what kind of people they should make friends with, and that person is definitely not Malfoy." Chris said confidently.

"So, they are your followers now?"

"Please pay attention to your words, Mr. Townley." Chris pretended to be angry and said, "Goyle and Crabbe are my friends, and the relationship between us is equal!"

As soon as this was said, the Slytherins behind Chris all spoke up and echoed, and Goyle, the person involved, clenched his fists excitedly.

Mike did not choose to continue arguing with them about this issue. He looked at Chris meaningfully, and continued to walk forward without paying any attention to the Slytherins who were blocking the entire passage in front of him.

His disregarding attitude made the Slytherins very dissatisfied. They clamored to teach Mike a lesson, but no one really did it.

On the contrary, when Mike walked in front of them, they would always shut their mouths very consciously and make way.

"Heh!"

Mike laughed disdainfully as he walked through the crowd domineeringly.

Hearing this voice, someone couldn't help it immediately.

"Chris, Mike is too arrogant! Do you want to teach him a lesson? As long as you say the word, I promise..."

Listening to the voices of the people in front of him vying to show their courtesy, Chris's eyes were always on Mike.

And as Mike's back gradually disappeared, a smile with an ambiguous meaning also appeared on Chris's face.

Seeing this, the Slytherins around him all stopped talking. They were very familiar with Chris. Whenever that kind of smile appeared on his face, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky!