Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 306 Victor's Evolution
The next day, when the golden sunlight filled the dormitory, Mike, who had been working hard until the second half of the night, finally woke up.

Turning his head to look at the wall clock, Mike realized that it was already noon.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Young boys and girls are always greedy and unrestrained when it comes to certain things. Although Mike is not a young boy in essence, he is still very excited to return to his young body.

Carefully pulling his arm out from under Penelope's neck and covering her with the quilt again to hide the snow-white skin exposed to the air, Mike then got out of bed.

Stretching his body and listening to the crackling sounds coming from his joints, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

This means that his body has not been affected by the physical training and is still growing.

I went out to wash up, got two lunches and returned to the dormitory.

Penelope had also woken up at this time, but her movements were a little strange.

She was still naked, but she sat up, leaving her white back exposed, and lifted the quilt to look inside carefully.

The sound of Mike opening the door startled her. She screamed and hid under the quilt. After a while, she poked her head out and looked at Mike, saying in a crying voice:
"What should I do? I feel like it has even changed shape!"

Hearing this, Mike burst out laughing.

"You're still laughing! This is all your fault! You still have the nerve to laugh!"

Penelope said this angrily, turning around and covering her head with the quilt again.

"It may be because of the swelling. After all, you did it too many times last night. But it doesn't matter. It will be fine after a while." Mike put down the lunch and sat down on the bed to comfort her. "Hurry up and get dressed. I brought you lunch."

"You didn't lie to me?"

A muffled sound came from under the quilt. Mike laughed and swore, and Penelope then poked her head out from under the quilt again.

But she obviously had no intention of getting up. She pouted her lips and said cutely:
"Feed me!"

Mike shook his head helplessly. He really wanted Penelope to get up and brush her teeth before eating, but he also knew that Penelope was a pushover. So he took out his magic wand, used clear spring water and clean hands to carefully help Penelope wash up, and finally picked up the beef cut into small pieces and started feeding it.

Penelope's face was filled with happiness, and she thoroughly enjoyed being taken care of by Mike.

Mike on the other hand was not averse to doing so. Penelope usually gave people the impression of being a strong woman who was almost omnipotent. Her rare temper tantrum like now was not only not annoying, but even quite cute.

The two of them chatted and laughed while eating. You fed me and I fed you. They were so in love that they didn't notice the passage of time at all. They actually finished their lunch until dusk.

It was only at this time that Penelope reluctantly left Mike's dormitory.

If possible, she would like to stay a few more nights, but Mike refused her on the grounds that Penelope's body needed recuperation, which touched Penelope very much.

When Penelope told this to her roommates and best friends, those girls looked at Penelope with eyes full of envy and jealousy.

They also have boyfriends, and they often have in-depth conversations with their boyfriends. After all, at Hogwarts, girls can enter boys' dormitories at will, but boys can never enter girls' dormitories.

This regulation has been well received. Europeans and Americans develop early and are very open-minded about that aspect. It is extremely normal for boys and girls aged 16 or 17 to have needs.

The Ministry of Magic is also happy to see this. After all, the current wizard population is still too small, and they eagerly hope that the younger generation can have more children.

In the eyes of these politicians, an old spinster like Professor McGonagall who never marries is simply an unforgivable evil!

Penelope felt secretly proud when she saw the envious and jealous looks on the faces of her best friends around her.

According to her understanding, the boyfriends of these girlfriends are extremely childish. When doing that, they don't care about your body or how you feel, they only care about their own comfort.

Compared with Mike, there is a huge gap!

Just when Penelope was feeling proud, Mike came to the secret realm of Freemasonry.

He had not forgotten about Victor. He had neglected the situation on his side before because of other things. Now that he had time, he would naturally come to check on him to prevent Victor from going astray and conducting some dangerous experiments.

However, Mike's action was still a little late. When he pushed open the door of Victor's alchemy laboratory, he was immediately stunned.

The decoration inside the laboratory was not much different from the last time Mike came. There were still a large number of alchemical prostheses scattered on the ground, and the laboratory table was also piled with a lot of garbage.

But a big change has taken place in the owner of the laboratory!
Victor's short golden hair had been shaved bald, and his left eye had changed from a lively flesh eye to a relatively dull alchemical eye. His right hand and legs had disappeared, replaced by a white mechanical arm and a pair of monkey-like mechanical legs with long, spread-out fingers.

"President, what brings you here today?"

Victor said without turning his head.

"How...how did you get yourself into this state!?"

"I think this is pretty good." Victor finally put down the work at hand, turned around and said, "I can now see microorganisms without the help of magic or other tools, because of this magic eye. Of course, this magic eye is still a semi-finished product, not as good as Moody's magic eye. Ah! His magic eye level is really too high, I think it may take me several years to perfectly replicate it. But if you can steal Moody's magic eye for me to study, this time can be greatly shortened!"

Victor became more and more excited as he spoke, but when he finished, he became quiet and looked at Mike with expectant eyes.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Well, I guess that's right. Moody has the help of the Magic Eye. Unless we kill him, it's too difficult to steal things from him." Victor's tone became a little disappointed, but then he became excited again, "But it doesn't matter if it's just one. Just give me some time and I can make a better one one day!"

Mike didn't choose to talk. His face was frighteningly gloomy and his eyes kept moving back and forth between Victor's mechanical legs.

Victor also noticed Mike's eyes. He chuckled and suddenly raised one of his mechanical legs and placed it on the workbench.

Then an astonishing scene happened. The monkey-paw-like mechanical leg flexibly grabbed the feather pen and began to write on the parchment smoothly.

"Look, it's very flexible! Thanks to them, I can now handle a lot of tasks at the same time!" Victor snapped his fingers with his robotic arm complacently. The crisp sound of metal collision made Mike's face darker.

"Is it worth it?" Mike asked with a sigh.

"Of course it's worth it!" Victor said without hesitation, "You don't have to feel sad for me, I did all this voluntarily, and I did the surgery on myself. In my opinion, this is a glorious evolution! Don't think that the role of these machines is relatively small now, but I believe that as my research deepens, these machines will burst out with a force that shocks the world! By then, my name will surely go down in history!"

Looking at the fanatical Victor in front of him, Mike shook his head and said, "You are crazy."

Victor's eyes dimmed when he heard this. He knew that if Mike cut off his research funding, then his research would have to be terminated.

"But I'm not going to stop you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Victor's intact eye sparkled and he looked at Mike in surprise, somewhat unsure if he had heard it wrong.

"I'm serious. I'm not going to stop you." Mike continued, "As I promised each of you when you joined the Freemasonry, every member of the Freemasonry is equal to each other. No one can tell you what to do if you don't harm the interests of other members.

To be honest, I don't think highly of you because the path you are taking is too difficult.

But if you are willing to try, as your president, I am still willing to invest in you for a while. After all, although your ideals seem crazy and unrealistic, great people always take unconventional paths, don’t they? "

"Yes! You...you are right! President!"

Victor choked and tears flowed from his intact eye, while the other artificial eye remained dull, and even the muscles around the eye were stiff and motionless.

This made him look very funny and very pitiful.

"Don't be too happy!" Mike raised his voice and said seriously, "My investment is not without conditions. You and I must agree on three rules!"

"Just tell me, I will agree to whatever the conditions are!"

"Well, first of all, you can't do human experiments at will, especially experiments on yourself. You must perfect those messy machines before you can install them on yourself, and Benjamin and Soraka must be present during every operation!" Mike stretched out his fingers and counted, "Secondly, you must disguise yourself well and not let others find out that you are abnormal."

Victor's throat moved. The second one Mike mentioned was not so difficult to explain. After all, he also had simulated limbs. Others would not be able to find any abnormalities unless they looked closely.

But the first condition is quite harsh. Researching alchemical prostheses is something that requires a lot of practice. Now that Mike has placed such great restrictions on his experiments, his research speed is bound to slow down.

But Victor also understood that he had no room to refuse, so he could only grit his teeth and say:

"I agree! There is one last condition, please tell me."

"The last condition is that I hope you can be nicer to yourself." Mike said with a smile, "Honestly, Victor, don't be so extreme. Being a human being still has a lot of fun. I hope you don't turn yourself into a complete robot. You must preserve your senses of taste and touch. Of course, you also have the ability to reproduce. You know what I mean, right? That's really cool! If you don't believe me, you can go and try it!"

"Okay... okay."

Victor responded dully, he never expected that Mike's final condition would be this!
"Okay, it's getting late, I'll leave first!"

After that, Mike said nothing more, pressed the Masonic gold coin directly, and returned to Hogwarts.

Victor finally woke up from his dazed state after he disappeared for a long time. He looked at the place where Mike had originally stood with complicated eyes, and touched his vital parts.

After a while, he bowed deeply towards the place where Mike disappeared.

……

Mike was completely unaware of Victor's actions. In fact, he was on his way to the kitchen to find food.

However, he met an uninvited guest along the way.

"Oh! Mike! Our dragon slayer! I'm so lucky to meet you here!"

Chris shouted excitedly, and around him a large number of Slytherins gathered.

Mike frowned because he found Crabbe and Goyle, two of Draco's stupid followers, among the Slytherins. At this moment, they were standing behind Chris with silly smiles just like they treated Draco in the past, and they looked like they were Chris's followers.

What was even more suspicious was that Draco was not among the visitors.

"Hello, Chris." Mike greeted Chris and then changed the subject, "Where are you going? And where is Malfoy?"

Mike's last words were addressed to Gore, who scratched his head and said awkwardly:
"I do not know."

"You don't know? Aren't you two Malfoy's followers?"

Hearing this, the embarrassment on Gao Er's face became even more intense, and he stood there scratching the back of his head.

"It's obvious! Goyle and Crabbe have come to their senses! They have finally realized what kind of person they should make friends with, and that person is definitely not Malfoy." Chris said confidently.

"So, these two are your followers now?"

"Please watch your words, Mr. Townley." Chris pretended to be angry and said, "Goyle and Crabbe are my friends. The relationship between us is equal!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Slytherins behind Chris all spoke up in agreement, and Goyle, the person involved, clenched his fists in excitement.

Mike did not choose to continue arguing with them about this issue. He looked at Chris meaningfully, and continued walking forward without paying any attention to the Slytherins who were blocking the entire passage in front of him.

His disregarding attitude made the Slytherins very dissatisfied. They clamored to teach Mike a lesson, but no one actually did it.

On the contrary, when Mike walked in front of them, they would always consciously shut their mouths and make way for him.

"Ah!"

Mike walked through the crowd with a domineering look and laughed disdainfully.

Hearing this sound, someone couldn't help it anymore.

"Chris, Mike is too arrogant! Do you want to teach him a lesson? As long as you say the word, I promise..."

Listening to the voices of the people in front of him vying to show their courtesy, Chris's eyes were always on Mike.

And as Mike's back gradually disappeared, an ambiguous smile appeared on Chris's face.

Seeing this, all the Slytherins around fell silent. They were very familiar with Chris. Whenever that smile appeared on his face, it meant that someone was about to be in trouble!
(End of this chapter)