Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 197 Double Crown
Two months later, in the Ravenclaw boys' dormitory.

Mike held the letter from Abbott and looked at it carefully. After a long time, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He picked up the pen and began to write a reply to Abbott.

Mike had informed Abbott about the patent of Dolphin Magic Drink in a letter two months ago, but Abbott did not reply to Mike until now.

Fortunately, the answer given by Abbott made Mike very satisfied.

Abbott said in the letter that Mike didn't have to worry about the matter of Dolphin Magic Drink. They had settled everything at the Ministry of Magic in the past two months. Now they just had to wait for Mike to show up at the Ministry of Magic after his holiday, and the patents for Dolphin Magic Drink would follow Mike's surname.

By that time, anyone else who dares to sell Dolphin Magic Drink or products with similar ingredients to Dolphin Magic Drink without Mike's authorization will be thrown into Azkaban, including Dolphin himself and his family.

Mike felt very happy when he saw this. The imperfect laws in the wizarding world did have their advantages. At least at this moment, he did benefit from this.

If this happened in the Muggle world, even if Mike had registered the patent for Dolphin, the others would be able to sue him in court and eventually take back the patent for Dolphin Magic Drink.

However, Abbott also mentioned in the letter that if Dolphin and the others made trouble, Mike would still be in some trouble, but Abbott also said that they would send someone to warn Dolphin's family.

Thinking of this, the hand that was writing the letter suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face gradually became ferocious.

The seeds of nightmare had already been planted in Dolphin. If Dolphin was sensible, it would be fine. But if he was not, Michael would kill him. Then not only Dolphin himself but also his family members would suffer.

The decision was made, and the pen in Mike's hand began to dance again. Soon a standard thank-you letter was ready.

After opening the window and letting the owl messenger take the reply to Abbott, Mike looked at the time again and found that it was almost time, so he got up and went to the auditorium.

Tonight, his second end-of-year dinner at Hogwarts would begin.

Walking out of the Ravenclaw common room slowly, Mike noticed that almost everyone in Hogwarts had a smile on their face, with only a few students still looking sad.

That must be because they didn't do well in the exam.

Mike made a guess in his mind.

As for the exam, Mike didn't do very well. Because he stayed in the hospital for a long time before the exam, he fell behind in the review progress. Even Penelope, the academic master, gave Mike extra lessons in person, but he couldn't catch up with others.

Fortunately, Mike's foundation is still good, so his test scores in key subjects such as Charms and Potions are still very good.

The interesting thing is, since Mike had put a lot of effort into Transfiguration in order to defeat Cedric, his Transfiguration grade this year actually ranked second in his grade. For this, Professor McGonagall specifically praised Mike, which made Hermione next to him envious. She got first place in the grade, but Professor McGonagall didn't praise her like that.

Mike's grades in more niche courses like History of Magic and Herbology were not ideal. Although Mike did not fail any of the subjects, he only barely passed several of them. Mike even suspected that the professors wanted to do him a favor because he was the duel champion and the winner of the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award, so they let him barely pass.

Mike didn't take it seriously. To be honest, those unpopular courses were of almost no help to Mike's future.

Take the history of magic for example. Even if Michael learns it well, what good will it do? Can he learn any lessons from history? No kidding, to paraphrase Hegel, 'The only lesson we learn from history is that we have never learned any lessons from history.'

So Mike didn't care at all whether he could pass or not. Would Dumbledore expel him just because he failed a few unimportant courses?

That is simply impossible. You have to know that with Mike's current strength and the talent he has shown, it would be too late for Dumbledore to keep him.

And even if Dumbledore really got crazy and expelled him, he could transfer to another school. Hogwarts is not the only magic school in the world.

Durmstrang in Northern Europe is a gathering place for pure-blooded nobles and is not suitable for Mike. Kunlun in China is too xenophobic and is not suitable either. As for Footbath and some other small wizard academies, Mike doesn't like them. Apart from these, Beauxbatons in France and Ilvermorny in the United States are both good choices.

The atmosphere of Ilvermorny in the United States is just like the American ethos, free and equal. Although this is also a lie to deceive children, various class conflicts and racial discriminations still exist, but compared to those places that explicitly discriminate against Muggle-born wizards, Ilvermorny can really be regarded as a good place.

It's a pity that Ilvermorny was established too recently compared to other schools, so it lacks foundation and the level of students taught there is obviously far behind, so the place Mike actually wants to go most is Beauxbatons in France.

As one of the three most famous schools in Europe, Beauxbatons teaching strength is beyond doubt. Nicolas Flamel, the inventor of the Philosopher's Stone, is from Beauxbatons.

But the most important thing is that there are so many beauties in Beauxbatons, and the beautiful Fleur is also there.

Thinking of this, Mike suddenly remembered an interesting thing. When looking up information about magic schools, Mike once saw an introduction to the Russian magic school. It was said that the Quidditch games there were not played on flying broomsticks like the mainstream international games, but on uprooted trees...

Should we say that they are truly a fighting nation?

He chuckled and shook his head, throwing all these messy thoughts out of his mind. Since the dinner was about to begin, Mike didn't meet many people along the way. Even if he did, most of them seemed to be in a hurry, which made Mike speed up his pace.

After finally arriving at the auditorium, Mike just opened the door when a sound wave poured into his ears. He saw four long tables neatly arranged in the auditorium, representing the four major colleges. At this moment, the long tables were already full of people. Everyone was talking excitedly and the auditorium was noisy.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It looked like the dinner hadn't started yet.

Looking around, Mike found that the layout of the hall had changed a lot. Sky blue silk ribbons were hung everywhere on the walls, and blue ribbons made of the same material were hung above everyone's heads. On it was painted the representative creature of Ravenclaw, an eagle with wings spread. This was the result of an afternoon of work by Professor Flitwick and the Ravenclaws. If nothing unexpected happened, Ravenclaw would be the champion of this year's college cup, so Professor Flitwick had started decorating the hall with a large group of people early this morning.

Of course, he also invited Mike, but Mike refused with an excuse.

In fact, there were many people who refused like Mike. The difference was that Mike refused purely because he was lazy, while others refused because they were resentful of Dumbledore.

In their own words, these arrangements would be changed to Gryffindor's by Dumbledore anyway, so why bother?
It seems that Dumbledore's crazy behavior of giving Gryffindor extra points at the end of the first year made everyone very dissatisfied, and the resentment has not dissipated even after a year.

However, Mike did not think that Dumbledore would cause trouble this year like he did last year. After all, Ravenclaw's house score was too high this year, and Ravenclaw also won the Quidditch Cup this year. Mike also received the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award. If Dumbledore dared to do what he did last year again, Mike guaranteed that Dumbledore's office would be flooded with shouting letters from parents the next day.

Surrounded by the Ravenclaws, Mike came to the Ravenclaw long table and sat down leisurely.

Because all the professors had not arrived yet, the students present were talking excitedly, and the Ravenclaw eagles were no exception. Mike responded to the students' enthusiastic inquiries intermittently, but his attention shifted to the long table of Hufflepuff.

Two tall senior Hufflepuffs were sitting on Cedric's left and right, vigilantly observing anyone who communicated with Cedric. Their muscles were tense, as if they were ready to attack at any time.

Cedric, who was in the middle of them, looked lost at the moment, staring blankly at the table.

It seems that Cedric's sequelae have not yet healed.

Mike immediately came to this conclusion.

In the past two months, Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Pomfret have come up with countless ways to treat Cedric's sequelae, but all of them are of no avail. The sequelae caused by this human transformation seem to be permanent.

Cedric's parents were heartbroken because their well-behaved son would never come back.

Now Cedric is completely like a donkey that goes along with the tide. You can only go along with him. If you offend him, he will beat your parents without mercy.

However, not long ago, Professor McGonagall was said to have a new treatment plan, but it is not known how effective it is.

At this moment, Mike suddenly found that the surroundings had suddenly become quiet. He looked up and saw that, as he expected, Dumbledore was leading McGonagall and others into the auditorium from the backstage, and they sat down in the teachers' seats one by one in order.

What surprised Mike was that there was someone he didn't know among the teachers behind Dumbledore.

This was a middle-aged woman who wore a pair of jewel-studded glasses. Her hair, which was brighter than Mike's, was styled into large, delicate curls. However, the hairstyle looked strange when paired with her large, exaggerated chin.

What Mike found most unacceptable were her nails. For some unknown reason, she actually grew her nails to 6 centimeters long and painted them with bright red paint, which was extremely disgusting.

Before Mike could figure out who she was, all the professors on the stage had taken their seats, and Dumbledore walked to his exclusive lecture seat and began his pre-dinner speech.

"Students, it's time for the annual end-of-year dinner again. I believe everyone must be in a happy mood at the moment." Dumbledore paused before continuing, "Of course, except for those students who did not do well in the exams. They will have to face angry parents when they go home."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter from the audience. Of course, Mike did not laugh, as he really did not get the funny point of this British joke.

"Okay, enough of the small talk, let's get into the main event of the night. The final winner of this year's Hogwarts House Cup is Ravenclaw House!"

On the long table belonging to Ravenclaw, the usually quiet little eagles cheered like crazy. Some students even jumped onto the long table in triumph, but were then pulled down by other students who had not yet lost their minds.

Mike noticed that Professor Flitwick in the teaching seat was also relieved after hearing the result announced by Dumbledore. It seemed that he was still brooding over what happened last year.

Dumbledore did not stop the cheers of the Ravenclaws. He smiled and waited for everyone to quiet down before continuing, "And Ravenclaw also won the Quidditch Cup this year, achieving a rare double championship achievement since the founding of Hogwarts. It is really cause for celebration!"

After that, Dumbledore and the professors applauded.

Under their leadership, this time not only the students of Ravenclaw, but also the students of the other three colleges gave their applause.

Among them, the Hufflepuffs, led by Cedric, were the most enthusiastic, while Gryffindor seemed a little cold in comparison. Slytherin, like their head of the house, was just perfunctory. Most people were unmoved, and only a very few people applauded, but it was just a gesture. Mike did not hear any sound of applause coming from the Slytherin table.

After a long moment, Dumbledore stopped and made a hushed gesture.

Dumbledore's status in the eyes of everyone in Hogwarts was indeed the highest. Just a few seconds after he made that gesture, the entire hall became quiet again.

But at this moment Dumbledore did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked up at the transparent ceiling above the auditorium, which reflected the beautiful starry sky outside the castle, for a long time without saying a word.

His unusual behavior immediately made the atmosphere in the auditorium serious. The young wizards below subconsciously slowed down their breathing and waited for Dumbledore's next speech.

(End of this chapter)