Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 444: Nickname of Love
Mike was very satisfied with Zhou Hong's test results. It was rare to have a subordinate who had both super strong strength and obvious weaknesses that could be controlled.

Especially Zhou Hong's ability to control Dementors was a surprise to Mike.

After all, now Dementors, like werewolves, have completely surrendered to Voldemort and become part of the Death Eaters' army. If Zhou Hong encounters them on the battlefield in the future, this ability will definitely catch them off guard.

The only drawback for Mike was that he still didn't know the upper limit of the Dementors that Zhou Hong could control. However, this was not a big problem, and Mike found Benjamin almost immediately.

That’s right, it was Benjamin again. This poor guy had been busy these days and had not had any rest at all. He had just arrived at Franklin’s house to investigate the attitude of the Muggles when he was summoned back by Mike.

In an instant, it felt as if ten thousand alpacas were galloping through Benjamin's heart!

But an order is still an order after all. Although Benjamin was extremely reluctant, he finally returned to the Masonic secret realm with an unhappy look on his face.

Along the way, he had even made up his mind that if Mike was going to assign him some work again this time, he would refuse no matter what, and strongly condemn the other party's behavior of desperately exploiting employees.

However, when he actually stood in front of Mike, all the complaints and grumbles that had been brewing in his heart could not be said out loud!

Because besides Mike himself, there is also Zhou Hong appearing in front of him!

Benjamin suddenly felt something was wrong. He had a hunch that what Mike was going to say next might be related to Zhou Hong.

If this is true, would I still refuse?

While Benjamin was struggling, Mike and Zhou Hong in the restaurant were sitting around the table, each eating a large portion of BBQ, French fries and Coke.

Mike and Zhou Hong both liked this extremely American way of eating. They ate so attentively that they didn't notice Benjamin, who had been standing at the door for a long time, until they were about to finish eating.

"Oh! Benjamin, why are you here just now? We have almost finished eating!" Mike said in an exaggerated tone, "But it doesn't matter, Shuke and Beta have made a lot, you can have some more by yourself."

Mike said as he was about to help Benjamin pick up the food again, and at this moment Benjamin finally reacted from his thoughts.

He quickly stopped Mike's action, then looked at Zhou Hong who was still eating with his head covered, and said uncertainly:
"Um, what do you want to talk to me about? Did Zhou Hong get into trouble?"

"No, no, no, what are you thinking about? Zhou Hong is a very well-behaved child!" Mike said, "It's like this, we just tested Zhou Hong's new ability, but we can't do the test of controlling the upper limit of the number of Dementors here, so we would like to ask you to catch a few Dementors."

As soon as Benjamin heard the word "Dementor", his eyes widened.

Not long ago, he did capture a few Dementors for Zhou Hong at his request.

This was not too difficult for Benjamin and the others. After all, the Dementors lost their food source after they defected to Voldemort. They could only take to the streets and cause destruction like the Death Eaters, and survived by absorbing the happiness of ordinary people.

Benjamin, who was carrying out a chivalrous mission, was able to help Zhou Hong capture several Dementors.

But strictly speaking, this behavior is a violation of discipline. If Mike finds out, he will be fined!
Originally, he had agreed with Zhou Hong that this must be kept secret, but he never expected that when the time came, the other party would directly sell him out!

Benjamin looked at Zhou Hong in disbelief, while Zhou Hong quietly hid under the table, avoiding Benjamin's sight.

"How about it, are you willing to accept this task?" Mike smiled teasingly, "The deadline is within a week, and then give me the test results in the form of a written report."

"I...I got it! I will complete the mission!"

Benjamin said through gritted teeth.

"Then it's settled. Also, are you sure you don't want to try some barbecue? Shuke and Beta's cooking skills are incredible."

Mike was about to start cutting meat for Benjamin, but the other party just walked away without even looking back.

Looking at Benjamin's back, and then at Zhou Hong who had crawled out from under the table and was eating barbecue with a nonchalant look on his face, Mike asked uncertainly:
"Do you think I am being too cruel in exploiting him?"

"You, a black-hearted capitalist, actually have some self-awareness?" Zhou Hong, with his mouth full of barbecue, looked at Mike with an exaggerated expression, "But it's not a big problem. Although Benjamin looks a little angry, he is not really angry. If you don't let him do anything one day, then he will be really angry."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Well."

Mike shook his head with a strange expression. This was the first time he had seen such a strange person in his life.

……

The next morning, when Mike walked out of the bedroom with sleepy eyes, he was surprised to find that the two Weasley brothers were already waiting in the living room.

The two of them seemed to have been here for a long time, and George even started pacing around the living room in annoyance.

Fred noticed Mike's arrival at the first moment. He jumped off the sofa, grabbed Mike and started dragging him out.

"Mike, today is Harry's birthday, we should leave!"

Listening to the noisy voices of George and Fred, Mike couldn't help but frown.

"Hey, hey! Calm down, brother. It's still early for noon, and we have enough time for me to get some sleep. We can use the Floo Network to get there later."

Mike pulled Fred's hand away in dissatisfaction and walked towards the bathroom. He had been playing with Zhou Hong until midnight yesterday, and then gave Penelope several injections, and he almost didn't sleep the whole night.

Although Mike no longer relies on sleep to restore his energy at this stage, he still likes to lie in bed and enjoy the feeling of sleep, which makes him feel that he is still a normal person.

So now all Mike wants to do is go to the bathroom and take a nap.

But George obviously didn't think so. He reached out and grabbed Mike again and said:
"There's no time, Mike. Maybe you don't know, but the Floo network at my house has been shut down."

"We can also use Phantom..."

"That's no use. My house was recently cast with an Anti-Apparition Charm and an Unplottable Charm. Now we can only fly over slowly on a broomstick!"

Mike was stunned when he heard that. You know, it is very expensive to set up anti-Apparition spells and unmappable spells for a house. In Mike's impression, the Weasleys are not such generous people.

Originally, Mike wanted to continue asking, but seeing that George and Fred were really anxious, Mike temporarily suppressed his curiosity, quickly put on his clothes, picked up the traceless stretch pocket that he had prepared last night, and followed the two of them out of the secret realm, flying towards the destination on a flying broom.

After a two-hour journey, Mike and the Weasley brothers finally arrived at their destination, the Burrow.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to enter through the main door, but just as he took a step, he was stopped by Fred again.

"No! Don't go to the front door! My mother has set a trap there. We can only go through the back door!"

Mike shook his head helplessly and asked as he walked:
"What exactly is going on here? Can anyone explain this to me?"

"Hey, Mike. I know you must have a lot of questions now, and I also have a lot of complaints that I want to express." George said, "But to be honest, this matter really cannot be explained in a few words. I can only say that my mother must be crazy! As for why I say this, you will see it with your own eyes in a while." As he said that, the two Weasley brothers led Mike to the back door of the Burrow.

There hasn't been much change here since the last time Mike came. There are still a lot of old boots and rusty crucibles piled under the eaves at the door.

Mike still remembered that Percy bought those crucibles in order to write the article about crucibles. He didn't expect that Mrs. Weasley hadn't thrown them away until now.

A little further away in the yard is a chicken coop, where the chickens are clucking non-stop.

Judging from the number of noises, Mrs. Weasley must have killed at least three chickens for this birthday party.

This is really a huge investment!

Mike couldn't help but think so.

While Mike was looking around the yard, George and Fred had already arrived at the door.

George knocked gently on the broken wooden door three times, and then Mike heard a sudden movement in the room, accompanied by a burst of hurried footsteps approaching quickly, and Mrs. Weasley's familiar voice also sounded from inside the door.

"who is it!?"

Mrs. Weasley's voice was trembling a little, and it could be heard that she was very nervous.

On the other hand, George, who was knocking on the door, was different. He stood there lazily, rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and said in a tone of despair:

"George, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, and Mike. Open the door quickly, Mom. Also, isn't there a magic clock in the room? The hands on it should have told you our identity."

"That's different! You know, the Death Eaters can use magic to interfere with that broken clock. To be on the safe side, I..."

"Okay mom, ask questions now!"

George interrupted Mrs. Weasley impatiently, and the latter was silent for a while. After a while, a voice came from inside the door again.

"How old were you when you last wet the bed?"

Hearing this, the scene fell into silence.

Mike and the other two looked at each other. George's face was full of embarrassment, while Fred's face showed a mixture of relief and gloating.

"Change the question, Mom! Mike is still here! This question is so embarrassing!"

"No! I can't think of any other questions that would prove your identity!"

George's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, while Mike behind him had a smirk on his face. He was also very curious about the answer to this question.

Finally, after being left outside for nearly half an hour, George finally spoke.

He gasped and gritted his teeth as he whispered:

"Ten years old!"

"Oh my God, George!" Mike, who had been eavesdropping, exclaimed, "I can't believe you wet the bed until you were ten years old! Hahahahahaha!"

After that, Mike and Fred couldn't stop laughing.

George's face turned even redder, and the bright color was almost as bright as the red hair on his head.

"Ahem, the answer is correct." Mrs. Weasley's voice came from behind the door again. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Mike could still clearly feel from her voice that she was trying hard to hold back her laughter. "Okay, I'm going to open the door."

"and many more!"

George interrupted Mrs. Weasley again, his face flushed, and he gripped the door handle hard with his right hand to prevent Mrs. Weasley from opening the door.

"I want to ask you a question too!"

George said through gritted teeth.

"Oh! This is really ridiculous!"

"No, it's not absurd at all!"

"Well...well, go ahead and ask."

George looked at Fred and Mike who were looking at him expectantly, and said with a sly smile:

"What do you like my father to call you the most when you are alone with him?"

As soon as these words came out, Fred and Mike opened their mouths in surprise, while Mrs. Weasley inside the door wailed:
"Change your question! You don't even know the answer to this question, so this question is invalid!"

"No! I know the answer to this question very well! This is what Fred and I overheard when you were alone! (Fred argued with his hands and feet, trying to convince everyone that he knew nothing about it and that this was something George did alone, but no one paid any attention to him at all, because everyone knew that the two of them would stay together no matter what they did.)" George said excitedly, "Answer the question quickly, or I'll tell you the answer directly!"

Mrs. Weasley inside the door was obviously panicked.

She knocked desperately on the wooden door and yelled:
"Alright alright! That's what I said, you little bastard!"

Hearing this, George laughed and turned his head, silently making an OK gesture to Mike and Fred.

Mike and Fred also approached the wooden door, ready to listen carefully to Mrs. Weasley's answer.

About two minutes later, Mrs. Weasley inside the door was finally ready. Mike outside the door only heard the rapid breathing inside gradually slowing down, and finally Mrs. Weasley's extremely low voice came out.

"Morrie little tremble."

"What did you say?" George's expression was very interesting. "Morrie, little Morrie, your father actually calls you that in private? I thought the answer would be little Morrie!"

Mike and Fred had already collapsed on the ground laughing. The nickname Morrie Shivers and Mrs. Weasley's sturdy figure formed an extremely funny effect.

Seeing this, George couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing.

The bursts of laughter penetrated the shabby wooden door and spread almost throughout the entire shabby dwelling.

Mrs. Weasley, who was inside the door, listened to the laughter outside. Looking at Harry and the other two who were trying hard to hold back their laughter behind her, the muscles on her face began to twitch violently.

(End of this chapter)