Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 300 When will you give birth to a child?
In the Hogwarts Great Hall, Mike was saying goodbye to the last group of party guests.

"We have had a lot of fun today, and thank you very much for your generosity, Mr. Townley."

"This is what I should do as a host. Please don't take it to heart, beautiful ladies."

Mike responded politely to the enthusiasm of the Beauxbatons girls in front of him, and when they saw Mike's warm smile and handsome face at this moment, they couldn't help but blush.

They seemed to want to say something else to Mike, but a voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Ladies, I'm sorry I have to interrupt you. I have something to discuss with Mike, and besides, it's almost time for dinner, so maybe you should go and get some rest."

The person who came was Professor Flitwick. Madam Maxime's long-term high-pressure education made them feel a sense of urgency when facing Flitwick, as if they were caught in a premature love affair by the teacher. The blush on their faces became more intense, and they bowed slightly to Mike and Flitwick before leaving in a hurry.

"Phew, these girls are really difficult to deal with. Fortunately you are here, Professor Flitwick."

Seeing that those people finally left, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and said to Professor Flitwick.

"Okay, Mac, come with me, I have something to tell you." Flitwick said seriously, "very important!"

Mike, realizing that something was not right, put away the smile on his face and responded, "Okay, Professor!"

The two of them were silent all the way until they arrived at Professor Flitwick's office, and then Flitwick spoke impatiently:

"Mike, don't use black magic anymore. At least, don't use it again until you reach adulthood."

"Professor, why is that?" Mike asked with a puzzled look on his face. "If you are worried that using black magic will affect my mind, then you can rest assured that my mental strength and will are very strong. I have enough confidence to resist those influences."

"I believe you can do it!" Professor Flitwick said firmly, "but some people don't believe it!"

Mike was shocked when he heard this. He had some guesses in his mind, but he still asked uncertainly:
"You mean... Mr. Principal..."

"That's right! That old fogey! He thought the way you dealt with the dragon was cruel. Adding to your attainments in the dark arts, he suspected that your mind had been affected!"

Mike licked his dry lips. If he was really targeted by Dumbledore, the most powerful white wizard in the world, then his plan would definitely be greatly affected.

After thinking for a while, Mike finally said in a hoarse voice:
"What is he going to do?"

"Who knows? Maybe he'll have a good talk with you and give you some psychological counseling." Professor Flitwick sneered, "Or maybe he'll use force to intimidate you, like burning your locker in front of you, ha ha ha. Don't think I'm joking, there's a precedent for this. He did this when he was educating Tom (Voldemort), and you've seen the result. It turns out that his approach is useless and may even have the opposite effect."

Mike was a little surprised when he heard this.

What surprised him was not that Professor Flitwick revealed the secret of Voldemort and Dumbledore, but that he learned a bad news from Professor Flitwick's words.

Dumbledore seemed to regard himself as the second Voldemort.

Mike couldn't help but want to curse.

By now Hogwarts has been almost infiltrated like a sieve, and Voldemort is waiting in the dark to revive. However, Dumbledore, instead of keeping a good lookout for Voldemort, has focused his attention on himself!
But after thinking for a while, Mike could understand Dumbledore a little.

Resurrecting Voldemort might have been part of Dumbledore's plan to eliminate the devil. If this is true, then now should have been a critical moment.

At such a critical moment, Dumbledore would never allow any variables to occur.

And I was obviously treated as a variable.

Professor Flitwick, who was standing by, saw that Mike was silent and looked heavy, and his originally serious face became a little softer.

"Mike, don't worry too much. I'll take care of everything." Professor Flitwick said in a slow tone, "I can assure you that Dumbledore won't do anything to you while I'm here."

Hearing this, Mike looked at Flitwick in surprise.

He didn't expect Flitwick to say such a thing, because from what he knew, Dumbledore was obviously not the kind of person who would change his mind easily.

But seeing Flitwick's determined expression, Mike couldn't refute him, so he could only nod and say:
"Yes! Okay, Professor."

"But we still have to do what needs to be done. First of all, you must never use the dark magic again." Professor Flitwick said, "Secondly, it's best to temporarily stop your Los Santos student aid program."

"Why? I just want to help those students."

"Okay, Mike, there's no need to say these polite words to me." Flitwick shook his head and said, "We actually saw some things, but we just didn't bother to care about you. Just like when you asked those students you sponsored to spy on Moody's information.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with it at first, but now it seems that this incident may have made Dumbledore think of some bad possibilities, so what happened now happened."

"Okay, I will temporarily disband the mutual aid association."

"That's best."

Professor Flitwick smiled again, and then he seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little too serious, and said:

"Well, after telling you such bad news, I also have good news to bring you. We will hold a dance party at Christmas. Please note that this dance party is different from the banquets we held before. This is the most formal dance party.

As a champion of the Tri-Strike Tournament, you will need a dress and a beautiful partner to lead the dance at the beginning of the ball. By the way, speaking of partners, how far have you and Penelope progressed? When can I hold my baby? "

Mike said with a bit of a smile: "Oh! Professor, you know, we are still young, this matter..."

"This matter cannot be delayed!" Flitwick interrupted Mike and said, "If possible, you can even consider having a child before graduation. Anyway, Penelope will graduate next year, right? Then you can stay at home to take care of the child. Of course, if she wants to work, don't you still have two house elves? They are also good at taking care of children.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying this because I want to hold a baby myself, I'm saying this for your own good. You know, in the wizarding world, population is the biggest advantage. Look at the Weasley family, although they are so poor, they have a lot of people. I swear, in another ten years, when all the children in their family grow up, the Weasley family will definitely prosper."

"Okay! Okay! I'll try my best!"

In the dim office, an old man and a young boy looked at each other and laughed.

……

At noon the next day, Mike, who had been meditating all night, finally finished washing up and went out to the kitchen.

He made an appointment with Harry and the others yesterday to go to the kitchen today to meet Dobby and Winky, two house-elves.

He originally wanted to know some information about Barty Crouch Jr. from Winky, so that he could find the mouse more easily and prevent Voldemort from resurrecting.

But Professor Flitwick's conversation with him last night made him change his mind.

Perhaps it would be best to resurrect Voldemort.

After all, if Voldemort was resurrected, then Dumbledore's attraction would be completely attracted to Voldemort, and then he could hide in the dark and watch the fight. Even later, when both of them were injured, he might be able to come out and pick up some leaks.

Of course, all of the above is largely Mike's self-consolation.

The biggest reason why Mike chose to give up intervening in this matter was because it was very likely Dumbledore's idea to resurrect Voldemort.

If he forcibly intervened and tried to stop it, not to mention offending Voldemort, even Dumbledore might turn around and deal with him.

To mess with the most powerful dark wizard and white wizard at the same time?
Mike admits he doesn't have the courage to do that yet.

However, although Mike no longer intended to stop Little Batty and the others, he was still prepared to go to the appointment. After all, even if he planned to lie in wait, he still had to collect the necessary information.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, I will become blind and deaf.

Thinking this, Mike had already walked to the kitchen and saw Harry and the other two waiting for him not far away.

The three of them hid in a corner, seemingly afraid to go near the Hufflepuff common room.

This is not difficult to understand. Because Harry inexplicably became a warrior, the relationship between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff has become particularly strained.

If Harry was spotted by his Hufflepuff classmates hanging around the door of their common room, it would easily be understood as showing off.

"Mike! Thank God you're finally here! We're almost embarrassed to death here!" Harry spotted Mike and said happily, "Hurry! Let's go to the kitchen quickly, I really don't want to stay here!"

After saying that, he took Hermione and Ron into the kitchen.

Mike scratched his head speechlessly. The time he and Harry agreed to meet was one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only half past twelve now.

So it was Harry and the others who came too early.

But Mike didn't say much, and followed him into the kitchen.

The kitchen at Hogwarts had not changed much from when Mike came, except that it was just past lunch time, and the elves were now busy washing dishes in the kitchen.

Even though they were very busy now, when they saw Mike and his companions coming in, almost all the elves stopped their work and looked over here.

"Oh! Mr. Townley! You haven't been here for a long time! Is there anything I can help you with? You know, we can prepare any food for you!" An elderly house-elf rubbed his hands excitedly and said in an old voice, "Oh, yes! Mr. Diggory is here too! Maybe you can sit down and eat together, just like before!"

Harry's body suddenly stiffened when he heard this.

If you had to say who he least wanted to meet in Hogwarts, it would definitely be Cedric.

"Thank you, but we just had lunch and can't eat anything else for the time being."

The elf showed a look of disappointment when he heard this.

"But maybe a cup of after-meal tea would be a good choice, what do you think?"

Mike turned his head and looked at Harry and the other two.

Ron nodded quickly.

"No! We don't need it!" Hermione said to the house-elf in a gentle manner, "We are different from some people. We will never enslave you!"

After saying that, he glared at Mike fiercely.

However, Hermione's good intentions did not receive the desired results.

After hearing her words, the house-elves around all looked at her with resentment. The elderly house-elf in front of Mike and the others was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"you you…"

Seeing that the elf was about to lose his temper, Mike said hurriedly:

"Okay, stop wasting time. Prepare four cups of tea for us, and then you can continue working."

Mike's tone was quite impolite, full of the kind of tough commanding tone.

Hermione originally wanted to blame Mike, but what she didn't expect was that the old elf who was trembling with anger just now actually recovered immediately after hearing Mike's order.

"As you wish, Mr. Townley!"

The old elf bowed to Mike happily, then went to work. Before leaving, he glared at Hermione arrogantly.

"Are you crazy? Come back now!"

Hermione stepped forward to stop them, but was pulled back by Mike.

"Okay, let's not be like that for now." Mike said, "Cedric is here too, let's go to Cedric's place and talk slowly. Don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation about the house-elves."

Under Mike's pressure, Hermione finally calmed down.

Harry, who was standing beside him, said with some embarrassment:
"This... this doesn't seem right, does it?"

"What's wrong with this? Don't worry. I know Cedric very well. He's not such a stingy guy."

After that, Mike pulled Hermione straight to the dining table he was familiar with.

Seeing this, Harry and Ron behind him had no choice but to follow.

Not long after he left, Mike saw Cedric sitting alone at the round table, eating heartily.

"Cedric, long time no see!"

Hearing Mike's voice, Cedric quickly raised his head and said with a smile:

"Hey! Mike! You..."

Cedric stopped talking suddenly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Because he saw Harry not far behind Mike.

(End of this chapter)