Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 344 Prefects

In King's Cross Station, a blond boy in a black suit was walking with his head held high, and behind him was a group of boys and girls who were also dressed in formal attire.

These people, naturally, were Mike and the others who were preparing to take the Hogwarts Express to school.

After leaving Foley Manor, Mike's plan entered a short period of stagnation. During the remaining days of the summer vacation, even with the help of the Foley family, Mike did not get any information about the Slytherin pendant.

At the same time, according to the information Uncle Mario provided, those holy pure-blood families have not taken any unusual actions recently except for some trivial incidents.

This disappointed Mike.

In desperation, he could only actively prepare for the next war that might happen.

First, he exchanged a large amount of the Galleons he earned from the Los Santos Group for various materials, including special remote door keys leading to various countries, and stuffed them all into the Masonic secret realm.

And he is also vigorously carrying out training for his employees, starting with the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory.

Of course, the training he promoted was not job skills, but the popularization of various combat spells.

All of these are preparations for the upcoming war.

Once the war breaks out, the Masonic Secret Realm will become the strongest fortress for Mike and others, and those workers who are currently undergoing training will be the cannon fodder prepared by Mike in advance.

After finishing all this, the day of school started came.

It is worth mentioning that on the day before school started, Mike received a special package - the Ravenclaw prefect badge.

This is a very delicate and petite shield-shaped emblem.

There is a big English letter P on its surface, and its background is the blue color representing Ravenclaw College and an eagle spreading its wings and soaring.

The badge was delivered by Professor Flitwick himself, who also expressed his congratulations to Mike and held a celebratory dinner for the occasion, inviting a bunch of his old friends to show off.

But Mike didn't feel much about receiving this badge.

After all, for Mike today, the power of the class leader is nothing.

Let’s get back to the present.

When Mike and his group appeared at King's Cross Station, they really attracted a lot of attention from passers-by. After all, Mike and his group were all very good-looking, and they were all wearing formal suits that looked quite expensive, which was extremely rare in King's Cross Station, which is a transportation hub.

Because people who can afford this kind of clothes usually travel by private car or plane.

Mike and the others had no intention of hiding anything and walked straight towards the pillar leading to Platform 9 and 3/4.

Next to the pillar, a middle-aged man in a windbreaker was kicking the wall out of boredom.

Seeing Mike and his group walking towards this side in a mighty manner, he immediately began to blink frantically at Mike who was walking in front.

However, Mike had no intention of stopping. Instead, he curled his lips and gave the middle-aged man a malicious smile.

Then, under the desperate gaze of the man and the curious eyes of the passers-by around, Mike and others crashed directly into the pillar and disappeared.

"what!"

"Oh my God!"

Waves of exclamations were heard from passers-by. The sudden disappearance of Mike and others undoubtedly caused a commotion in this busy station.

The middle-aged man took off the high-collared round hat on his head, gritted his teeth, put his wand against his throat and whispered:
"Memory Deletion Command Center, the entrance to the 9 and 3/4 station requires the support of a large number of memory deleting personnel!"

"Damn it!" A deep voice that could not be distinguished between male and female reached the ears of the middle-aged man. "This is the third time today. How do you Aurors do your job?"

"Do you think I'm willing to do that? It's all because of those naughty kids!" The middle-aged man angrily threw his hat to the ground, "Those brats just now! I clearly sent out the signal..."

……

While King's Cross Station was in chaos, Mike and his group, who had already arrived at Platform 9 3/4, were playing and joking with each other.

"Mike! You're so bad! I love it!"

"Yes, did you see that? The guard's face almost turned green!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mike responded to Franklin and others with a smile on his face, but his eyes were always scanning the crowd around him.

Compared with previous years, there have been many changes at Platform 9 and 3/4 this year.

The first is the guard from before.

Although the Ministry of Magic would send some strikers to maintain order on Platform Nine and Three-Quarters in previous years, the number of guards this year was much greater. And judging from the equipment of the guards constantly moving back and forth among the crowd, these people should not be the strikers of previous years, but regular Aurors!
Obviously, although Fudge was unwilling to admit it, he subconsciously accepted the fact that Voldemort had returned, otherwise he would never be so nervous.

And he was obviously not the only one who was nervous.

Compared with previous years, the number of people on the platform has not decreased, but most of them are parents who come to send their children to school, and all of these parents have worried expressions on their faces.

This means that after receiving the news that Voldemort might have returned, many parents chose to take their children away from the troubled country of Ying, and those parents who chose to stay were obviously very worried about the safety of their children.

Just as Mike was observing the crowd around him, a whistle suddenly sounded.

The students around who had not yet boarded the train said goodbye to their reluctant parents and entered the train under their worried gazes.

Mike saw all of this, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He then took Franklin and others and boarded the train that was about to start.

As a prefect, Mike must go to the prefect's car first to obey the orders of the Student Union President.

When Mike entered the prefect's carriage alone, it was already full of people.

"Mike!"

"Oh! Our champion is here!"

"Hello, I am……"

……

As soon as Mike entered the carriage, he was surrounded by people. The class leaders who had been sitting quietly in their seats without saying a word now smiled and greeted Mike enthusiastically.

"Hello, hello too, nice to meet you..."

Helpless Mike put on a formal smile on his face and shook hands with these class leaders one by one.

In the corner of the carriage, Hermione and Ron looked at Mike in surprise as he was surrounded by people.

"He is really popular."

Hermione murmured with her mouth slightly open. Ron beside her smiled bitterly. At first, he was a little jealous and unconvinced of Mike.

After all, not everyone can accept seeing a friend who used to chat and play with you suddenly turn into a big star or a famous person.

But as Mike proved himself time and time again, Ron's jealousy and hatred slowly disappeared.

The reason is simple: the gap is simply too big, so big that it makes people despair!
It was not until all the prefects were dealt with that Mike found Hermione and Ron in a corner of the carriage.

"Hermione, Ron." Mike walked up, "Have you become prefects too?"

"That's right!"

Hermione nodded heavily, her eyes full of pride.

Ron next to him just nodded silently.

Mike smiled and was about to say some words of blessing when a shrill female voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Mike, you also find it strange, right?" A girl wearing a Slytherin uniform, who looked cute but had many acnes, came to Mike and said, "Ron Weasley, this loser, actually became the prefect of Gryffindor! Oh! I think there must be something wrong. I always thought that Harry was the best candidate for prefect (she looked in the direction of the Slytherins), what do you think?"

The girl's words immediately caused a burst of shocking laughter in the carriage, and the two senior Slytherin prefects echoed the girl's words while making faces in Ron's direction.

Even the other prefects of Gryffindor House remained silent after hearing what the girl said.

Obviously, they, like the girl, thought that Harry was the best candidate for the new prefect.

Amid the laughter, Ron clenched his fists and his face turned red, but he didn't dare to get angry. He could only lower his head, almost burying his face in his crotch.

"Shut up! Parkinson!"

Hermione's voice was like a thunder that cut through the carriage. Everyone stopped laughing and looked at her in shock.

They hadn't expected that Hermione's slightly smaller body could make such a loud sound.

"You're just jealous! Jealous that Ron can be a prefect while your lover Malfoy can't!" Hermione said sneerly, "Just admit it! Malfoy is far worse than Ron!"

Mike reacted immediately after hearing this, and glanced at all the Slytherins, but sure enough, he did not see Malfoy.

The person who replaced Malfoy as the Slytherin prefect was actually Chris, who was sitting calmly in the center of the Slytherin group!

On the other side, Ron, who had originally lowered his head, suddenly raised it and stared at Hermione in a daze. His eyes were red and there seemed to be tears flickering in them.

Pansy Parkinson was so angry at Hermione that she was shaking all over. She pointed at Ron and said to Hermione:
"Bullshit! Draco is ten thousand times better than this loser! Look at his old robes, they must have been made by his mother using old rags from his family!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Ron and saw that although his robe was clean, it had obvious signs of being mended and was a little small.

Suddenly, the loud laughter of the Slytherins echoed in the carriage again.

Pansy snorted heavily, put her hands on her hips, and looked smugly at Hermione, who was so angry that she couldn't speak, and Ron, who buried his head between his legs again, with the attitude of a winner.

But in the next moment, a big hand slapped her hard in the face.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the laughter in the carriage stopped abruptly.

Pansy covered her face and looked at Mike in shock as he slapped her, while Hermione next to her screamed.

"Go apologize!"

Mike's cold words made Pansy shudder. She pointed at Mike and screamed:
"How dare you hit me! How dare you..."

As Pansy screamed, the Slytherin prefects sitting in the distance also reacted. They stood up and wanted to teach Mike a lesson, but were stopped by Chris.

Slowly, Chris stood up with an expressionless face, and under the gaze of everyone, he pulled away the trembling Pansy and stood in front of Mike.

"You...are you going too far!"

"Really? I don't think so!"

Mike and Chris were facing each other coldly, and the rest of the people in the car reacted quickly.

The Slytherins gathered behind Chris, while the prefects from the other three houses stood on Mike's side.

For a moment, in this not-so-big prefect's carriage, the two groups of people were clearly divided and on the verge of a fight!
The numerical disadvantage made the class leaders behind Chris very nervous. They looked back and forth at the people opposite them, feeling very uneasy.

"I repeat again," the blackthorn wand appeared silently in Mike's hand, "Go apologize!"

Mike's action made the Slytherin prefects behind Chris shudder.

They are not fools. Mike is now recognized as the number one person in Hogwarts. If they really take action under the current circumstances, they will definitely be beaten badly.

So, their eyes all fell on Chris, waiting for Chris's decision, and Pansy, with tears in her eyes, shrank directly behind Chris.

Chris's expression at this moment was so gloomy that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. He stared at Mike fiercely and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Pansy who was hiding behind him, and threw her hard towards Mike!
"Peng!"

There was a loud bang and Pansy fell heavily in front of Mike.

"No! Chris! You can't..."

Pansy was in disbelief. She used her hands and feet and instinctively tried to crawl back to Chris's side. However, the next moment, her body suddenly froze.

Because a black magic wand was pointed at her.

"I don't want to repeat it a third time."

Mike said expressionlessly, and the tip of the wand in his hand pointing at Pansy began to flash a faint red light.

A puddle of water spread from under Pansy's body, and she looked up at Mike in fear.

When Pansy noticed that the red light on Mike's wand was getting brighter and brighter, she couldn't bear it anymore and tears flowed down her swollen face like a dam bursting.

She murmured in a trembling, inarticulate voice:

"Yes...I'm sorry."

"I can not hear!"

Pansy was frightened by Mike's roar. She finally broke down and screamed loudly:

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!..."

(End of this chapter)