Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 266 Benjamin's Dilemma
In Godric's Hollow, inside the villa, Mike was listening to Papi's report.

After Raven Papi finished telling Mike everything he had done in the past two days, a faint smile appeared on Mike's face.

This Victor is quite interesting.

He really thinks Victor is pretty good.

First of all, his character is very much to Mike's liking. Mike knows very well what kind of person he needs. He needs someone who is ruthless and has a bottom line, but that bottom line is quite low.

Because as his career develops, he will certainly be exposed to more and more dirty things. By then, those so-called upright gentlemen will not be able to get along with him.

This is also the reason why he was so optimistic about Hermione but did not accept her into the Freemasonry.

Hermione is a typical white leftist, and a relatively extreme one at that. This kind of person will definitely have ideological disputes with him in the future, and may even betray him.

Secondly, Mike is also very optimistic about Victor's fighting talent.

It can be seen that Victor's magical talent is not outstanding, it is just at the level of a normal person.

The magic power in his body is far less than that of Mike, and he cannot use the fire spell as a regular combat spell like a genius like Mike, but he has developed many combat methods that consume very little magic power.

Bubble head spell, floating spell.

What a creative idea!

Mike even felt that compared to himself, Victor was a real wizard, someone who really fought with his brain.

Who says you can’t kill someone without a gun?
Those seemingly stupid daily spells and auxiliary spells can also become deadly weapons if used well!
Mike found a lot of inspiration from Victor.

However, he is still too young and lacks experience.

Although Victor replaced his wand to avoid Brown Silk's tracking, an entire village was destroyed, and such a big thing could not be hidden from the Ministry of Magic.

I guess the Ministry of Magic will come looking for him soon.

Mike was hesitating whether or not he should use his connections to help Victor. After all, he was very optimistic about this young man who had the same hair color as him.

But after thinking it over again and again, he decided to wait and see how things progressed.

This not only allows us to see how Victor reacts when faced with such a situation, but also maximizes our benefits.

After all, what’s the saying in China?

By the way, it is better to provide timely help than to add icing on the cake!

After making the decision, Mike's smile became even brighter. He twisted his body to change his sitting position and asked Papi:

"What about Benjamin? I remember there were eight of them, right?"

"You mean those losers? They haven't found a single hair yet!"

Raven Papi's tone was somewhat sarcastic, and Mike frowned when he heard it.

He was also quite optimistic about Benjamin, and couldn't help but continue to ask:
"What's going on? Where did they go?"

'East End! These idiots! Haha!'

Mike understood it instantly. No wonder Benjamin and his friends had gained nothing in the past few days. Although the East End of London was relatively poor and many people called it a slum, it still belonged to London after all.

There might be some extraordinary creatures running rampant in other first-tier cities, but there really aren't that many extraordinary creatures within the city of London. Even if there are, they are huge monsters with super-strong power and max concealment skills, and it is impossible for Benjamin and his companions to find them.

After all, the Ministry of Magic is located underground in London!
Many important wizarding buildings, such as the Leaky Cauldron and Nine and Three Quarters Station, are also in London!
If any blind supernatural creature dares to mess around in the city of London, it would be a real pain in the ass.

Shaking his head, Mike closed his eyes, buried himself in the soft sofa and began to take a nap.

He originally thought that Benjamin was a smart guy and could be trained.

Now it seems that even the hunting ground can be chosen incorrectly, so it is no more than this...

At the same time, Benjamin was in self-doubt in an old apartment in East London.

They had been in this place for several days.

In the past few days, all of them have been checking the area step by step according to the original plan, but despite their hard work, they still found nothing.

The East End of London, the ancient slums of London, is the most dangerous place in the foggy London described by Conan Doyle.

This place is close to the docks, and most of the residents are poor people who were born as coolies and various immigrants. Although the East End of London has gradually gotten rid of the label of a slum with the economic development in recent years, various drugs, gangs and drug transactions can still be seen everywhere.

In short, although the economy of this area has developed, the quality of the people remains the same.

This is a dark place in London, where countless people and things that cannot be seen in the light gather.

Logically speaking, there should be a lot of dark magic creatures hiding here. This is what is shown in comics and on TV. So why did he find nothing here?

Benjamin grabbed his hair in annoyance. Several days of fruitless results had dealt a heavy blow to their confidence, and even his prestige as the captain had been damaged.

These problems troubled Benjamin, and he even felt that his hairline had begun to move back in the past few days.

Benjamin was awakened by a loud "bang". It was the sound of the old wooden door colliding with the wall.

Benjamin looked over when he heard the sound and saw a white young man with short brown hair leaning against the door frame and breathing heavily.

"We found...we found something supernatural!"

The young man's face turned red, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

However, Benjamin's reaction was very calm.

There was no way. He had heard too much similar news in the past few days. At first, they were excited to check it out, but after investigation, they found that these so-called supernatural phenomena were all hallucinations caused by those drug-sucking insects.

But as a captain, he still had to have the attitude he should have. Benjamin straightened his messed up hair and said expressionlessly, "Oh? What kind of supernatural phenomenon is this?"

"It's a child. People nearby say that the child is possessed by the devil!" the young man said. "This legend has been circulating for a long time. Even if it's exaggerated, there is definitely something wrong with the child!"

"Really? Then gather the others over and let's go take a look together."

……

Half an hour later, the team members who were scattered in various areas to inquire about intelligence all rushed back. After Benjamin gave a brief introduction to the situation, he ordered them to set off.

It can be seen that the team members are not in a very good mood. They have held such gatherings many times in the past few days, but in the end they all got nothing, which made them very frustrated.

Especially those girls, their resentment had been accumulating for a long time. Some of them even said publicly that they would go home if they didn't get anything out of it this week.

After all, they also gained nothing, so why should they stay here and suffer? Benjamin was not surprised by this, and he also understood these girls, because the environment here was too bad for these young ladies.

Dirty toilets, noise at night, bad food, harassment and attacks by street thugs and homeless people...

If they were not wizards with extraordinary powers, they would have been robbed long ago, right?

He himself couldn't bear these experiences, let alone those girls?

But no matter what, the work still needs to be done.

A group of eight people were walking on the street. This is a relatively busy street in the East End of London, so there are many pedestrians on the street and the security is relatively good.

Although there were still idle hooligans and homeless people on the streets, perhaps because it was daytime, these people did not do anything out of the ordinary.

At most, his eyes kept moving back and forth between a few girls.

Most of these hooligans are black and young.

As mentioned before, the largest population in East London is immigrants, and the largest group of immigrants are black people.

There are both legal and illegal ones here, and these blacks come from all over the world. Some are second or even third generation immigrants born in the UK.

But many of them have one thing in common, that is, they do nothing and live on the minimum living allowance from the UK's good welfare system.

If it were just that, it would be fine. After all, the British government is a big country with a lot of power, and supporting so many idle people is a good thing.

But people cannot be idle. Once they are idle, they will start thinking about other things.

For example, brand-name clothes, women and so on.

What's worse, some people even take drugs because life is so boring.

If you want to continue this kind of life, you need money, much more than the government’s minimum living allowance.

So, the crime began.

Benjamin believes that he is not a racist. He even admires some black people, such as Michael Jackson and Jordan. These people are all outstanding people. But after actually coming into contact with these low-level black people, he began to doubt his own ideas.

He understood that every country and every nation would have some scumbags. This was a matter of probability and was unavoidable.

We cannot label all of them the same just because of the bad behavior of a few.

But the probability of scum appearing among the black race seems to be too high.

Those girls must have felt this deeply, because nine out of ten people who had harassed them in the past few days had dark skin.

After going through so much, Benjamin felt very regretful when he thought about the money he had donated to poor areas in Africa when he was in elementary school.

I heard that people there even eat the grains used as seeds!
Compared to them, Asians are normal and good immigrants, especially the Chinese.

They work hard, endure hardships, and abide by the law. At the same time, their adaptability is amazing, which can be seen from the Chinese restaurants and various Chinese supermarkets that can be seen everywhere here.

Of course, they are not easy to bully.

I heard that overseas newspapers often say that Chinese people are bullied abroad, which is very pitiful.

Benjamin scoffed at this.

Are you kidding? How can someone who can survive in the East District with such poor security be easy to bully?
Benjamin didn’t know how the Chinese lived in other places, or whether they were bullied, but at least here, most Chinese were tough guys.

Benjamin walked and thought, and soon came to a relatively remote area.

Compared with the bustling street before, this place perfectly fits Benjamin's impression of a slum.

There are low, dilapidated and haphazardly built illegal buildings, flowing sewage, stray dogs everywhere, and homeless people who look pale and skinny and are obviously drug addicts.

All this made Benjamin and others frown deeply.

And the people here were obviously bolder. Benjamin could clearly feel that there were more malicious glances directed at them.

Some homeless people even followed them with their upper bodies naked with ill intentions.

The girls in the team felt this even more deeply. The murderous hot gazes of those people made them unconsciously pull up their collars to cover their exposed snow-white necks.

"This is a drug den. The people here are either drug addicts or drug dealers. I heard that 30% of the drugs in London come from here."

Benjamin nodded and said to the young man who was explaining to him:

"What about that kid you were talking about? Is he also a drug addict?"

"No, the kid didn't have the money to buy that thing, and because of the legend about him, no one was bored enough to give it to him. Oh, here we are, he's right in front."

After the young man finished speaking, he pointed his hand into a deep alley. Benjamin and others looked over there and saw several people lying in a mess in the box, and a child with messy hair and wearing a thin and worn sweater was squatting there.

The child was very thin and looked to be only seven or eight years old. His body was covered with various stains, and Benjamin and others could not tell his gender at all.

"Are those people dead?"

"No.."

Benjamin answered the question of a girl next to him with an expressionless face, and then took the lead and began to walk into the alley.

There were men and women in the alley, but most of them were pale, thin and extremely slovenly.

It was obvious that they didn't notice Benjamin and others at all.

While looking at this couple, Benjamin suddenly remembered something he had seen.

Thinking of this, looking at the skinny man in front of him who looked so funny like an emotionless machine, Benjamin suddenly laughed out loud.

Benjamin quickly stopped laughing under the strange gazes of his teammates. It was really inappropriate to laugh in such a serious situation.

Benjamin continued to move towards the child, who did not seem to notice him.

But what surprised Benjamin was that as he got closer to the child, the temperature around him was gradually dropping.

At first he thought that the temperature inside was relatively low because the alley was damp and dark, but as he got closer to the child.

He was surprised to find that the source of the coldness was actually that child!
Benjamin's breathing began to become heavy, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised because of ecstasy.

He knew that this time they really encountered a supernatural creature!
(End of this chapter)