Chapter 65 Transaction

"I'm just bored, so I came to chat with you." Penelope may have laughed too fast, and she was a little out of breath.

"Where's Percy? Is that guy still pestering you?"

"No, power is the most important thing to that guy." Penelope shook her head gently, "For example, now, he is maintaining order for the freshmen in the back carriage."

Mike sneered when he heard this. Maintaining order in the freshmen's carriage is indeed the job of the prefects, but almost all prefects will not do this thankless job, after all, naughty children all over the world are equally difficult to deal with.

The prefects who want to do this hard job are either good people who do everything for everyone, or they are ambitious people who are eager to show themselves.

Percy is of course the latter.

Last year, Percy was not seen guiding the freshmen, but this year he has become so diligent. His goal is nothing more than the position of the male student union president next year. It's just that he has been winning people's hearts before the semester has even started, which surprised Mike a little. It seems that his reading of "How Prefects Get Power" was not in vain.

Seeing that Mike didn't say anything, Penelope changed the topic and continued to chat with Mike.

The speed of the Hogwarts Express was not very fast, and the bright sunshine outside the window did not make people feel hot. With a beautiful girl as a companion, Mike felt that life was so beautiful. It was a pity that Franklin on the side was really unromantic and was still serving the broken bird on his head.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the door of the box was opened again. Mike looked in the direction of the door with a bad face. He wanted to see which bastard dared to destroy such a beautiful scene.

Draco walked into the box with a flying broom in his hand, followed by two followers, Goyle and Crabbe. Seeing that Mike was staring at him viciously in the box, he restrained himself a little.

"Mike? Are you... on a date?"

"Whether you're on a date or not is none of your business. What are you doing walking around with a Nimbus 2001?" Mike paused and acted as if he had suddenly realized something. "Oh! Are you going to show off this Nimbus 2001 to Potter? You're really a child, hahaha!" After

that, Mike and the others burst into laughter. Penelope was more polite and knew to cover her mouth when she laughed, but Franklin and the owl on his head were not so good. They had collapsed on the carpet with laughter and were pounding the ground with their fists.

Draco, who was standing aside, was very happy when he heard the first half of the sentence when he saw Mike recognize that what he was holding was the most advanced Nimbus 2001. He raised his head proudly. From the angle Mike was sitting in his seat, he couldn't see Draco's expression clearly at all. He could only see a pair of dark nostrils.

When he heard the second half of the sentence, Draco collapsed. The laughter of the crowd was like a small knife, constantly cutting his face.

Especially the owl. It was the first time that Draco saw an owl that could laugh. If it was any other time, he would definitely beg his father to buy it home to play with, but now Draco just wanted to strangle it. The laughter sounded too mocking.

Mike, who was sitting in his seat, stopped and looked at Draco at the door, his face changing from blue to white, and he was a little surprised.

It was strange. If Draco was humiliated like this in other days, he would have cursed and even fought. Why was he so sincere today?

Franklin laughed for a while and found that Mike and Penelope had stopped laughing. At this moment, they were looking at Draco and others expressionlessly, so he stopped laughing.

However, Alfred above his head obviously didn't think so and was still laughing.

Alfred's iconic laughter echoed in the small box. Franklin noticed that the atmosphere was a little wrong. One hand was already on the wand beside him, and the other hand pinched Alfred's beak, which made it stop.

Seeing that Draco still said nothing and just stared at him fiercely, Mike stood up and walked in front of Draco, looking at him with cold eyes.

Franklin also hurried forward and stood not far behind Mike, with the wand in his hand. Penelope was a little overwhelmed, but after a little hesitation, she gritted her teeth and stood behind Mike like Franklin.

The distance between Mike and Draco was less than 20 centimeters. Draco looked at Mike, who was half a head taller than him, looking at him with such cold eyes. Cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. He was panicked and couldn't help but step back half a step.

Mike noticed Draco's little action, and a slightly mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said, "Why don't you get out of here?"

Hearing this, Draco's face darkened, and his pair of small fists were clenched white by him. Goyle and Crabbe behind him were about to step forward to teach Mike a lesson, but found that Franklin had pointed the wand at them, so they had to give up.

Draco took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to take out his wand. At the same time, he forced an ugly smile and said, "I heard that you joined the Crow's Nest?"

"So what?"

Mike pressed his body forward again. Draco was startled by his sudden action and took a big step back, almost retreating to the corridor.

"We can be friends, Mike." Draco could no longer keep the smile on his face. "You saw how much Dumbledore favored Gryffindor at the end-of-year dinner last year. This year, if we want to defeat Gryffindor, we can only have a chance if we combine the strength of Slytherin and Ravenclaw!"

"I won't mention whether the two second-year wizards can represent their respective colleges." Mike did not comment. "I just ask you, what's the benefit for me? Don't talk about the honor of the college, it's meaningless to me. I don't care whether Gryffindor wins or Hufflepuff wins."

Draco seemed to be shocked by Mike's remarks. He didn't react for a long time. He was silent for a long time before saying: "You can gain the friendship of the Malfoy family!"

"Hahahaha!"

Alfred on Franklin's head seemed to be laughing at Draco's remarks, and laughed mockingly again. Driven by this devilish laughter, Mike and others also laughed happily.

"The friendship of the Malfoy family is worthless to me. I know exactly what you mean. You just want me to help you deal with Gryffindor, right?" Mike almost died of laughter. "Since you are asking for a favor, at least be sincere and don't keep using such empty words to fool me."

"What do you want!" Draco said through gritted teeth.

Mike stopped smiling, put on a serious expression, leaned over and whispered to Draco:

"Unforgivable Curses! As long as you give me the three Unforgivable Curses, I will help you deal with those reckless people in Gryffindor. How about it? I heard that your whole family are dark wizards. I guess you can still use a small Unforgivable Curse."

Draco's face turned pale instantly after he heard Mike's whisper, and he looked at Mike in horror with his mouth wide open.