Chapter 489 Holiday

In the evening, Mrs. Kent walked out of Hogwarts with a bag of gold galleons and a check.

At this time, Mike and Zhou Hong, who were still in the Room of Requirement, were drinking tea quietly.

After the initial shame, Mrs. Kent seemed to let go of herself and told Mike and Zhou Hong about the disgusting things she had done over the years.

In the end, she even talked to Mike about her future plans.

She said that the country of Ying is too chaotic now, and her reputation here is already rotten.

So she will take the money to the United States, a country composed of country bumpkins and criminals, where her excellent bloodline and a lot of gold coins will open the door to the upper class for her, and there, she will become the noble Lady Kent again.

When it comes to the climax, Mrs. Kent's eyes are blurred, and she seems to be completely immersed in the fantasy of a better future. Mike can see that she really wants to live that kind of life.

However, in all her future plans, there is no name of her two daughters.

Finally, it was only after Mike reminded her that Mrs. Kent remembered that she had two daughters.

She told Mike somewhat embarrassedly that she would also bring her daughters with her so that they could study in the United States in the future and live a new life.

However, Zhou Hong shook his head in despair - Mrs. Kent was lying.

Every request is fulfilled In the room, Mike closed his eyes and meditated, and occasionally raised his teacup to take a sip.

Of course, the teacup did not contain tea, but coffee. He was not British and could not feel the joy of drinking tea.

Opposite him, Zhou Hong frowned and fidgeted.

After sitting on the sofa and shaking his legs for a long time, Zhou Hong finally made up his mind. He stood up and shouted to Mike:

"No, I absolutely cannot let that disgusting old woman live a good life like this! Moreover... if her two daughters are left alone, they will definitely live a miserable life. It is possible that they will be sold by their mother at any time. After all, the old woman never regarded them as her own daughters!"

Zhou Hong's roar echoed in the Room of Requirement, but strangely, Mike still closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, as if he didn't hear it.

But this abnormal situation made Zhou Hong smile. He continued:

"I will teach that old woman a lesson, and then take her two daughters to George and Fred's store and let them go to school in Beauxbatons!"

Mike on the sofa still had no reaction. Seeing this, Zhou Hong's smile became even brighter, because he knew very well that Mike had acquiesced.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the door of the Room of Requirement was heavily closed.

Mike on the sofa finally opened his eyes. He glanced at the empty Request Room and shook his head expressionlessly.

The reason why Mike was so calm was that he had seen worse scum before. As long as people see more, their hearts will naturally become cold.

But Zhou Hong was different. Scum like Mrs. Kent disgusted him and caused him a great psychological shadow.

So Zhou Hong felt unhappy. He went to rescue the sisters not because he wanted to be a savior, but simply wanted to make his thoughts clear.

This also means that in Zhou Hong's subconscious mind, he felt that wicked people like Mrs. Kent did not deserve to live a good life. In his mind, he still followed the idea that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil.

But Zhou Hong obviously did not understand a truth.

In this world, many times there are no corpses for repairing bridges and roads, but the real thing is the gold belt for killing and arson.

"Alas!"

Mike on the sofa sighed deeply, and then clicked the gold coin hanging around his neck.

Half an hour later, the door of the Room of Requirement was opened again. Draco looked around and sneaked in.

After entering, he was relieved to see that only Mike was in the room. He stood up straight, looked at Mike with a vigilant face and said:

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Of course." Mike said calmly, "The plan is about to start, you know it, right?"

Draco raised his eyebrows and said unhappily:

"Don't worry, I will do as we agreed in advance. Didn't we sign an unbreakable oath? Why don't you trust me so much?"

"This is not a question of trust or not." Mike shook his head, "You have to know that Voldemort is a master of Legilimency, and you haven't even learned the most basic brain occlumency. It makes it hard for me to believe that you can deceive him successfully, so..."

As he spoke, Mike slowly stood up.

Draco seemed to have sensed something was wrong. His face changed drastically and he took a step back, shouting in fear:

"So what? What do you want to do?"

"To be on the safe side, I'm going to modify your memory. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all."

Draco turned and ran, but it was too late. Mike had already taken out his wand. With a slight wave, a gray beam of light hit Draco's back of the head...

...

The next day, when the sun rose again from the thick fog, Hogwarts became lively.

Today was the Christmas holiday, and they could finally leave Hogwarts and return home.

Unlike previous years, this year's students seemed particularly anxious. They were waiting in the auditorium and the foyer with their luggage, as if they would not be able to leave if they were late.

Where people gathered, there was naturally chaos, and the auditorium and the foyer were the same at this time. The chattering of everyone almost collapsed the ceiling of the auditorium.

But this is understandable. After all, too many things happened this semester. Now everyone is anxious to go home to enjoy a quiet holiday, or tell their families about the exciting things they saw and heard in school.

Another reason that makes students anxious is also very simple. That is, Hogwarts canceled the right of students to go to Hogsmeade village on weekends. This not only makes the students annoyed by the new students, but also affects many students' plans to buy Christmas gifts for their classmates and their families. You know, there is no such thing as online shopping in the wizarding world, at least not now. So many of the students gathered in the hall now do not plan to go home directly, but meet with their parents and go to Diagon Alley for a big purchase.

Draco was one of them.

He had already prepared a long list of gifts. He had put a lot of thought into it. To show his respect, all the gifts could not be repeated, otherwise it would be very rude. He prepared

two snack gift packs for his two followers. This was a tacit understanding between them, and they did it every year.

Draco prepared a ruby ​​hairpin for Pansy, which allowed Pansy to pin up a corner of her bangs. Draco always thought Pansy looked particularly good like this. But

when he thought of Pansy, Draco began to have a headache, because his mother did not want him to be with Pansy, because the Parkinson family was now in decline.

Compared with Pansy, his mother would rather let him marry the youngest daughter of the Greengrass family.

Draco also knew the little Greengrass named Astoria. She was a blonde, blue-eyed, and very beautiful girl, no worse than Pansy. She was a junior schoolmate who was one year younger than Draco.

In fact, their parents had already arranged everything. Draco's mother even picked out the most expensive necklace from her jewelry box as a Christmas gift for Draco this year.

To be honest, Draco was not opposed to marrying Astoria. After all, as the heir of a pure-blood family, he had already made up his mind to sacrifice for a political marriage, and Astoria's conditions were not bad.

But for some reason, Draco's heart ached when he thought of Pansy's appearance.

With a deep sigh, Draco decided not to think about it for the time being. After all, he still had the task of Lord Voldemort.

This was really a difficult matter. Not to mention how difficult it was to assassinate Dumbledore, even assassinating Mike had become extremely difficult.

After all, even such an outstanding Clark had failed, and Draco could not say that he could do better than him.

What's more, Mike and the others seemed to have been alert to him.

Thinking of this, Draco suddenly clenched his fists, and the expression on his face began to become a little ferocious.

He still couldn't forget the humiliation he suffered in the dungeon!

The barbarian under Mike and the Gryffindor kid unscrupulously took him from the Slytherin common room to a dungeon, and then tortured him, beat him, and humiliated him day and night...

There were many times when Draco even felt that he couldn't hold on, but just when he was about to give up, Mike came.

The tall man looked at him with eyes like looking at a puddle of mud, and then said with disgust:

"It's not him, let him go."

So, Draco finally regained his freedom.

And Draco, who returned to Slytherin, began to brag about his experience of resisting Mike rather than dying. In the story he told, Mike and his lackeys all became incompetent rats, and he himself became a hero who resisted the evil forces!

In this way, Draco's reputation and his position in Slytherin were finally saved.

But the hatred for Mike has always been buried in Draco's heart.

Thinking of this, Draco finally loosened his tightly clenched fist. He smiled and glanced at the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students in the hall with an extremely cold look in his eyes.

Now, his chance for revenge has come.

When he was wandering around last night, he found a vanishing cabinet in the Room of Requirement. That vanishing cabinet was a matching cabinet with the one in Borgin and Burke's.

That means he can use that vanishing cabinet to put the Death Eaters into Hogwarts!

To be honest, Draco didn't know why he wandered around last night, nor did he know how he discovered the secret of the vanishing cabinet. This memory just appeared in his mind suddenly.

But none of this mattered. The only thing Draco knew was that as long as the Death Eaters invaded Hogwarts, he would be able to avenge the humiliation he had suffered thousands of times on Mike, and even all the Ravenclaws and Gryffindors!

Every time he thought of this, Draco couldn't help but tremble with excitement. It was so cool!

"Don't push! Get out of the way! I'm going to open the door!"

Hagrid's familiar loud voice suddenly sounded, and then his tall body squeezed through the crowd and opened the door of Hogwarts Castle.

Outside the door, Professor McGonagall was pursing her lips and looking at the crowded students in the hall with a gloomy expression.

Under Professor McGonagall's death gaze, the originally chaotic student team instantly became neat and quiet. Everyone lined up and slowly walked out of the castle, not even daring to breathe.

Seeing this, Draco also restrained his gaze. He tidied his big back hair and proudly pulled his suitcase to line up behind the long line.

Today, he is going to implement his plan. He is sure that this will be the beginning of a legend!

Thinking of this, Draco raised his head, his expression was extremely confident, and his walking posture became elegant and noble.

At the same time, Mike, Franklin and others were sitting at the long table in the auditorium and silently watching the situation on Draco's side.

Seeing Draco's artificial posture, Franklin couldn't help laughing out loud.

He was also present when Draco's memory was modified last night, and he knew the whole thing very well.

Seeing Draco like this now, he was really...

Unlike Franklin, Zhou Hong's expression was not very good at the moment.

He was busy with Mrs. Kent's affairs until late at night last night, and when he came back, he happened to catch up with Mike who was modifying Draco's memory and had to help. He was busy all night.

He shook his head and said weakly:

"Mike, should we move the disappearing cabinet? What if Voldemort does not follow the common sense and acts in advance, then Hogwarts..."

Zhou Hong did not continue to speak, but Mike understood what he meant.

Mike shook his head. What Zhou Hong said did make some sense. Although he had already set a specific time for action in Draco's mind, Voldemort might not listen to him.

No, it should be said that Voldemort would definitely not listen. After all, Draco was just a student who was still wet behind the ears and was not trustworthy at all.

If nothing unexpected happens, Voldemort should send someone to conduct a preliminary survey and confirm that the Vanishing Cabinet works correctly before continuing.

Before the other party confirms, the Vanishing Cabinet must not be moved.

"Hogwarts is indeed not suitable as a battlefield, so the Vanishing Cabinet needs to be moved." Mike said slowly, "But not now, when the time comes, I will ask you to take it away, now let's go back."

After that, Mike turned around and walked towards the Ravenclaw Common Room, while Zhou Hong opened his mouth, but finally sighed and followed.