Chapter 51 Test

The space inside the cabin is very large. It can be seen that this place, like No. 210 Godric's Hollow, has also been attached with the traceless extension spell.

When Mike and Professor Flitwick entered the cabin, they found that some people had already arrived.

There were two middle-aged men sitting on both sides of a huge conference table, sitting cross-legged and laughing.

Seeing Mike and Flitwick come in, one of the middle-aged men with brown curly hair came to greet them enthusiastically.

"Filius! Long time no see." The middle-aged man squatted down and gave Flitwick a hug, "We must have a good drink today. It's really hard to see you since you stay in Hogwarts every day."

"Hahaha, we won't go home until we are drunk after today's business is done."

Hearing Flitwick talking about business, the middle-aged man looked at Mike and asked, "Is this the good seedling you mentioned?"

"Yes, Mike Townley, the most talented child I have seen in all these years of teaching at Hogwarts." Professor Flitwick introduced, "Mike, this is Mario Foley, the current deputy director of the Auror Office. You should be familiar with his son, Abbot Foley from our college, last year's President of the Hogwarts Boys' Union."

"I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Flitwick." Mike extended his right hand and said, "Senior Abbott has always been my idol. I often hear him talk about his excellent father. I heard that he got 12 A's in the OWLs this year, which is amazing."

Facts have proved that parents in the East and the West like to hear others praise their children.

Mr. Mario laughed heartily when he heard Mike talking about his son, and shook Mike's hand vigorously. It can be seen that he is a very straightforward person.

Seeing that the two of them got along well, Professor Flitwick's smile became even brighter.

"Let me introduce this gentleman." Flitwick pointed to the middle-aged man who was sitting alone at the conference table and looked a little cold, "Mr. Barty Crouch, the current Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, a member of the Wizengamot Parliament, and a strong contender for the Minister of Magic."

When old Barty heard Flitwick introduce himself like this, his face, which was originally a little dark, turned ashen. Everyone knew that he lost to Fudge in the election for Minister of Magic that year because his son Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater. Flitwick actually called himself a strong contender for the position of Minister of Magic in public today. In his opinion, this was simply a naked insult.

However, his good upbringing prevented him from doing anything radical and he nodded slightly to Mike.

Seeing this, Mike naturally would not put his warm face on someone's cold buttocks. He greeted them and regarded it as an acquaintance.

After introducing the two, Professor Flitwick stood on tiptoe and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"Where is old Carter? He is the host of today's test. Why can't I see him?" Flitwick turned his head and asked Mario. "

Who knows? He must have lost his way. You know, he is old, and it is normal for him to have some dementia." Mr. Mario joked, "Ah, I mentioned the devil."

While the two were talking, a man with a goatee, white hair and beard, who looked older than Dumbledore, pushed the door and walked into the hut.

"I seem to hear someone saying bad things about me. Is that you, Mario?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Haha, you must have heard it wrong, Carter. We are introducing you to Little Mike." Mr. Mario laughed twice and began to change the subject. "This is Gilga Carter, former Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, and a permanent member of the Wizengamot."

"This is Little Mike, what a handsome young man." Before Mike could speak, Gilga's big hand covered his head and said kindly, "Filius told me about your affairs. What a poor child."

Mike felt the temperature from the top of his head and was a little uncomfortable. Although he had been in this body for more than a year, he still didn't like others to treat him like a child by patting his head, so he could only smile dryly and say hello.

The four of them were chatting and laughing at the door, and old Barty beside them felt a little uncomfortable. He took out his pocket watch and took a look at it, and interrupted impatiently.

"Since everyone is here, let's get started. I still have a lot of work to do."

Mario was obviously a little unhappy when the conversation was interrupted. He still wanted to continue chatting with his two old friends about his son.

"Well, since Crouch still has official business to attend to, let's get down to business first." Mr. Carter stretched out his hand to stop Mario who was about to explode, and said in a casual manner.

After speaking, he took out the magic wand from his robe and waved it lightly. A silver-white bird stand appeared on the conference table, and a huge raven stood upright on it. The raven was about one meter tall, with dark feathers that shone dimly, and the lines on each feather were clear. The pair of claws were as big as an adult's palm, and the sharp claws flashed a cold light from time to time.

Mike thought it was a living raven at first, but when he noticed that the raven was standing on the bird stand motionless, he realized that it was a sculpture.

"Okay gentlemen, today's test ceremony will begin." Carter's dry voice brought Mike back to consciousness. "The person being tested this time is Mike Townley, and his recommender is Filius Flitwick.

The host is Gilgar Carter, and the test witnesses are Mario Flitwick and Barty Crouch."

After Carter introduced the people on the scene to the raven statue, he said to Mike, "Don't be nervous. This raven statue is one of the relics left by Ms. Ravenclaw. It can test whether you are qualified to join the Raven's Nest. The test method is very simple. Just stare at the raven's eyes. It won't be dangerous. Come on."

Hearing this, Mike didn't hesitate. He took a deep breath and suppressed his inner tension. Then he came to the raven statue under the gaze of everyone.

After walking in, you can find the exquisiteness of this statue. Anyone who sees this statue for the first time will definitely mistake it for a living raven.

Its eyes are not as dead as ordinary specimens or statues, but give people a sense of agility. It seemed to have a kind of magic. Mike only stared at it for a moment and felt that the surrounding things began to fade. Only the dark brown vertical pupil in his field of vision began to become clearer and clearer.

As time passed, all of Mike's attention was focused on the eye.

Suddenly, the statue, which had been quiet, suddenly blinked, and the eyeball looked at Mike fiercely.

Mike was startled by this sudden change. He looked around and found that he was already in a sea of ​​light blue.