Chapter 475 Line of Sight

It turned out that Mike was not kidding them.

When the hall was completely silent, Mike clapped his hands and said calmly:

"Hurry up and clean up here. I don't want to repeat it for the third time."

This time, Mike did not use any spells such as the Voice Booster, but his voice spread far in the quiet hall.

Mike's voice finally woke up everyone in the hall. They looked around and finally picked up their wands and began to clean up the messy hall that they had ruined.

They dared not disobey Mike's orders because there was a fire dragon made entirely of flames staring at them above their heads.

If it were someone else, they would not be so panicked. After all, only a madman could do such a thing as killing hundreds of Hogwarts students at once.

But coincidentally, Mike happened to be a madman in their minds!

The other party even dared to openly provoke chaos in the school and release the Fiery Curse on the Quidditch field. What else would he not dare to do?

Thinking of this, everyone started to move.

However, since these things were usually done by house elves, they had no experience in cleaning, so the cleaning efficiency was not high.

Fortunately, they could still use spells.

"Clean quickly!" "Restore as before!" "Whirlwind Sweep!"...

Spells were released from their wands one after another, and the entire auditorium began to be cleaned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Hong on the podium frowned, blinked, leaned to Mike and whispered:

"Mike, I think you should prohibit them from using spells, otherwise this punishment will be meaningless."

Mike shook his head and said nothing.

He didn't intend to make things too difficult for these students. The reason why he asked them to clean the auditorium was that he couldn't bear to see them waste food. As for other punishments, it was better to leave it to the professors. Mike didn't want to help the professors attract hatred.

Zhou Hong saw that Mike remained silent, smacked his lips and stopped talking. He just felt that this action was very boring and wanted to add some fun. Since Mike didn't agree, it didn't matter. Anyway, this was just their first stop.

Soon, the auditorium, which was originally like a garbage dump, was restored to its previous clean and beautiful appearance under the efforts of the young wizards. The working young wizards were sweating and panting. The flame dragons above their heads raised the temperature in the entire auditorium to an unbearable level.

Mike nodded, and he stretched out his wand again. The flame dragon in the air roared unwillingly, and then was forcibly sucked back into the blackthorn wood wand.

Seeing this, the students in the auditorium all breathed a sigh of relief. The dragon gave them a terrible feeling. Now they just wanted to go back to the lounge and take a shower quickly. But

Mike obviously didn't want to let them go. As Mike waved his arm, the members of the mutual aid association standing behind him walked towards the people in the auditorium with a grin.

"Men on the left and women on the right, line up in two rows, do you hear me?"

"Hurry up! Don't dilly-dally!"

...

Under the shouts of the members of the mutual aid society, two teams soon appeared in the hall. Then the black-robed people of the mutual aid society came forward one by one and began to confiscate the wands of these people.

But at this moment, an accident happened that they did not show up when they were asked to line up just now.

Several Slytherin students were unwilling to hand over their wands and clashed with the black-robed wizards.

This is normal. Most of the wands of these Slytherins were inherited from their elders and are valuable antiques. Naturally, they are not willing to be taken away at will.

However, the black-robed people are obviously not easy to bully.

Just when those Slytherins stood together and raised their wands to fight to the death, dozens of scarlet beams fell on them accurately, knocking their wands away and knocking them out.

"Bang!"

A sharp and sharp collision sound came, and the Slytherins smashed hard on the long table of Hufflepuff, and then slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

But things are far from over. Just as the Slytherins were lying on the ground wailing, several black-robed people suddenly rushed up, first put away all the wands of the Slytherins, and then punched and kicked the Slytherins!

Accompanied by a series of muffled groans, the students around them all trembled, and many girls' eyes even began to turn red. It was not

until half an hour later that the black-robed people stopped their actions and dragged the bruised Slytherins back to the team.

After this little episode, the work of confiscating wands by the mutual aid members became much smoother. After seeing the fate of the Slytherins, the remaining students would tremble all over when they saw the members of the mutual aid society in black robes, let alone resisting.

"Okay, send them to Professor McGonagall's office."

Mike gave an order, and the black-robed people began to walk out of the auditorium in two long lines. These escorted students will receive the punishment they deserve from Professor McGonagall. Of course, the punishment mentioned here is only the punishment for wasting food. As for other punishments, Professor McGonagall will not issue them before she has definite evidence.

But this does not mean that they can escape punishment. You know, they are really too much this time.

And those students seem to know that they will not end well, so they all look ashen.

Mike shook his head and walked out of the auditorium without turning his head. Zhou Hong beside him looked at the hall with a mocking look on his face, and then followed Mike's footsteps.

There were many "smart people" in the auditorium before. They expected that things were not good as soon as Mike appeared in the auditorium, so they left the auditorium through the hall early.

This behavior of theirs saved them from being escorted to Professor McGonagall's office by the members of the mutual aid association. McGonagall did not intend to arrest them again, after all, that would be too troublesome.

But in Zhou Hong's opinion, these so-called "smart people" were just being smart.

They thought they could escape with their own cleverness, but in fact they lost more.

You should know that there will be countless students who will be punished in Mike's action this time. If only these people escape the punishment, then there is no need to say more about their subsequent experience. After all, people are creatures that are more worried about inequality than scarcity.

...

After leaving the auditorium, Mike did not rest. He took Zhou Hong and the members of the mutual aid association to wander around the Hogwarts Castle.

After personally observing the current situation of the castle, Mike realized how serious the damage caused by those students to the school was. Now almost all the portraits are squeezed into the frames near the professors' offices. Their original frames have been destroyed by the students. Only the professors' offices that the students dare not come to are their final shelter.

As for the armor and golems, it is even worse. Although the students' strength cannot cause substantial damage to these magical creations created by the four giants, this does not prevent them from playing pranks on them, such as graffiti and adding some small decorations to them.

In addition, the bullying among students has intensified. However, surprisingly, the most bullied students are not the Hufflepuff students who used to have the lowest status in the school, but the Slytherins who are high above.

Some of them openly supported Voldemort, which aroused public anger. Now a group of self-proclaimed righteous middle school students are constantly looking for and bullying any Slytherin they can see in the school with more people who are seeking revenge. As a result, except for the strongest group of Slytherins in the seventh grade, almost all Slytherins are crowded in the lounge and dare not go out. Even most of their meals are solved in the lounge, otherwise it will be very troublesome if they run into those people.

Mike even thinks that if the four giants are still alive, they will knock Dumbledore's head first after seeing this scene, and then pour all the students who make trouble on the ceiling of the hall as punishment, because these students are really too much.

Unfortunately, it is impossible for the four giants to revive, so only Mike can do it.

Along the way, whenever they met students who were causing trouble, Mike and Zhou Hong would catch them, beat them up first, and then have them escorted to Professor McGonagall to receive the punishment they deserved.

Of course, as their captors, Mike and Zhou Hong would conduct a more detailed examination on them before handing them over to the professor, using Mike's Soul Requiem spell and Zhou Hong's mind-reading ability.

Mike and Zhou Hong had come across this process once before in the auditorium. The reason why he asked the students in the auditorium to line up in two rows and go to Professor McGonagall's office was to make it easier for them to check the people inside.

This was almost the strongest means of investigation that Mike had mastered, but unfortunately, the effect was not very good. Even after Mike and Zhou Hong checked almost all the students in Hogwarts, they still did not find the assassin. After

this whole process, Mike was almost certain that the assassin must have mastered a very advanced brain occlusion technique, otherwise he would not have escaped Mike and Zhou Hong's sharp eyes.

"Mike, what should we do now?"

The faint light of the magic lamp in the dim castle corridor was constantly flickering. Zhou Hong tilted his head to ask Mike, and behind him and Mike were a group of black-robed members of the mutual aid society who looked a little tired.

For the whole afternoon, these people followed Mike and almost ran all over Hogwarts. Now they were almost exhausted.

"Huh, let's stop here for today's action." Mike said, turning his head to look at the members of the mutual aid society behind him and said, "Everyone has worked hard, hurry back to your lounge and have a good sleep, and then go back to find Franklin to collect the bonus of 30 gold galleons each."

As soon as these words came out, all the members of the black-robed mutual aid society were refreshed. Although these 30 gold galleons didn't seem much, they were already a huge sum compared to the labor they put in. You know, the monthly salary of ordinary employees in the Ministry of Magic is only about 50 gold galleons.

However, they did not disband on the spot as Mike said, but forced themselves to cheer up and began to escort Mike and Zhou Hong back to the lounges of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor first.

This is pure flattery. Mike and Zhou Hong don't need their protection at all.

At this time, the Ravenclaw common room is the same as usual. The fifth and seventh grade students sit around the small long table in front of the bookshelf and study hard, while the Ravenclaws of other grades wander around the common room in twos and threes, or look up at the stars in front of the semicircular arched window, or talk about someone's new boyfriend while warming themselves by the fire in front of the fireplace, and burst into suppressed laughter when they talk about something itchy.

The entire Ravenclaw common room is very lively, but not noisy.

As soon as he came here, Mike's impatient heart gradually calmed down. He has lived here for almost six years. The peaceful atmosphere here makes him feel like home, and he will ruthlessly destroy anyone who wants to destroy this place.

In front of the fireplace, the sofa chair that Mike often sits on is still empty. The students around him will not sit on that chair even if they are tired of standing. That is Mike's unique behavior, which is a consensus in Ravenclaw College.

Mike slowly came to the fireplace and sat down on his seat. The students around him gathered around him with smiles, talking and laughing beside him, telling about the latest happenings in the academy.

These things were not new, but just some gossips without any nutrition. Only little girls would be interested in these things. As for Mike, these things would only make him drowsy.

But this was exactly what he needed. The days of lying in the ward without magic made Mike feel like years. Although he had Professor Flitwick's company, he still had not slept a good night's sleep. Now, returning to the safest Ravenclaw, he could finally have a good sleep.

Listening to the gentle conversations around him, Mike finally closed his eyes, and the sound of steady and rhythmic breathing came slowly.

The students around him also closed their mouths and gradually dispersed.

A seventh-grade girl carefully covered Mike with a blanket with blue and white stripes, pecked Mike on the face, and finally ran away with a blushing face.

The students who were studying hard at the long table were still reading, but they tried to lower the sound of their reading as much as possible. At the same time, the movement of the feather pen in their hands was also much gentler, and the friction between the pen tip and the parchment was suppressed to the lowest level.

Everyone was looking at Mike in front of the fireplace intentionally or unintentionally, with smiles in their eyes. He was a recognized hero in their hearts, worthy of their spontaneous dedication.

However, not all the eyes looking at Mike were kind. One of the eyes from the boys' dormitory carried a terrifying murderous intent and a gloomy resentment!