Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 501 Arrival in the United States
"So we are leaving for the United States now?"

In the lounge of the Ant Factory, Arthur said with a haggard face to Mike, who was already dressed neatly in front of him.

"Yes, I received a letter from the head of the Furley family last night. He said that he had found the residence of the Kent family in the United States." Mike said calmly, "And considering the current situation, I think it's better for us to leave as soon as possible, otherwise I may not have enough time when Hogwarts starts."

Hearing this, Arthur took a deep breath and struggled to get up from the bed.

Due to his outstanding performance in Malfoy Manor, he became the target of the wizards in Los Santos last night, and almost everyone was proud to have a drink with Arthur.

Although Arthur was already an old drunkard, the others were not any worse, so under the enthusiastic hospitality of everyone, Arthur got drunk as expected.

"You should be able to hold on, right?"

Mike looked at Arthur with some doubt. The other party's current condition was worse than he expected. He originally thought that with Arthur's exaggerated physical fitness, that little bit of alcohol should not be able to do anything to him.

Arthur did not answer when he heard this, but sat down and began to take deep breaths continuously.

As he moved, large amounts of alcohol came out of his mouth, and soon the strong smell of alcohol filled the room.

Mike covered his mouth and nose with some disgust, while Arthur's expression became more energetic.

"Okay, I'm back to normal now."

Arthur got up from the bed in high spirits, and Mike nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this.

Arthur, a special talent who specializes in physical fitness, is indeed extraordinary. Even Mike has never heard of such a way of sobering up.

"Do you need to prepare anything else?"

"No need." Arthur took out a traceless stretch bag from under the bed and patted it, saying, "I haven't used up the supplies prepared for the previous battle. I can just go now."

After saying that, Arthur put on his leather armor again and followed Mike out of the lounge to look for other members.

But when he actually found them, Mike found that their situation was not optimistic.

At this moment, they were already drunk. Benjamin was better. Although he was drunk, he looked okay.

Franklin was in a bad condition. He was the one who had the most fun last night, so naturally he was the most embarrassed now, and was still in a coma.

Mike's approach to dealing with these people was very straightforward.

"Clear spring is like water."

As the spell was recited, large streams of icy water spurted out from the tip of the blackthorn wand and poured over the two of them.

Benjamin jumped up from the floor screaming almost instantly, and although Franklin woke up, he was extremely weak and could only struggle to turn over.

Mike's brows furrowed instantly. This situation was now a bit difficult to deal with. There were indeed some extremely effective hangover remedies in the wizarding world, but unfortunately, these hangover remedies were only effective for ordinary alcohol. The drunken state caused by magical alcohol like Fire Whiskey could not be relieved, so he had no choice but to continue watering.

Fortunately, although Franklin's physical fitness was not as good as Arthur's, it was also very good. With Mike's unremitting efforts, he finally regained consciousness and left Avery's secret realm with the help of Mike and others.

Due to the special nature of this operation, Mike did not bring too many people with him. Apart from Arthur, the only accompanying personnel were Franklin, Benjamin and Zhou Hong.

Although the number of people was relatively small, Mike felt it was enough.

Because this is almost the most powerful lineup in the entire Freemasonry and even within the Los Santos Group.

It can be said that if Mike and his people are unable to get rid of the Kent family, then bringing more people will be of no avail.

A moment later, Mike and others were teleported directly to the Los Santos Corporation headquarters via the portkey.

Although their destination this time is the United States, Mike is not planning to go through the formal exit procedures.

Because the formal procedures were so time-consuming, Mike simply didn't have the patience.

Moreover, the current situation in Ying Country is not optimistic. A large number of wizards are trying their best to escape, so the U.S. Ministry of Magic is unlikely to agree to allow Mike and others to enter.

Then there is only one option left for Mike - to smuggle!
Fortunately, the Los Santos Group also has many shady businesses in the United States that require smuggling activities, so the Los Santos Group also keeps some illegal door keys that can directly lead to the United States.

What Mike and his friends were going to use this time was a door key numbered MD003, which was an orange-yellow, opened potato chip can. Mike once thought that the person who made this door key must be crazy, because it looked a little unreliable to Mike, and it was not even made of iron!
But later facts proved that it was the most stable among all the door keys manufactured, and only it could be used as a door key for transporting people. Other door keys could only be used for cargo transportation, as they were too dangerous.

But even if the stability of the door key has reached the level of transporting people, it is still a super long-distance cross-border door key, and such a door key has almost no comfort at all.

So, when the potato chip bucket appeared in front of everyone, Benjamin and Franklin's faces turned pale instantly.

They are still not completely sober. If they are tortured by this portkey again, the consequences will be...

Unfortunately, they had no choice.

Under Zhou Hong's gloating gaze, the two of them were pulled by Mike Qiang and placed their hands on the potato chip bucket.

A huge suction force came from the potato chip bucket, and Mike and others' eyes went dark, and they were sucked in instantly.

After a dizzying moment, the scene in front of Mike finally changed. In front of them was no longer a closed small room, but a large expanse of blue sea.

They were on a sunny beach!

Benjamin and Franklin had already died. They were now lying on the sand and vomiting.

But because they had not eaten for such a long time, no matter how they vomited, only translucent turbid sour water came out of their mouths.

Zhou Hong's situation was a little special. He seemed to have not yet recovered from this special journey. He was still lying on the beach, dancing and screaming shrilly.

The only relatively normal people among the crowd were Mike and Arthur. They both recovered as soon as they landed and looked around vigilantly.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the two people's field of vision.

Arthur drew out his silver sword almost without hesitation and pointed it at those people, while Mike laughed as he looked at the figures walking towards him.

"Abbot! Long time no see!"

Hearing this, the leading figure in the distance also waved and shouted:
"Yeah! You little brat, why don't you send me a letter!"

"You are not a little girl, why should I send you a letter!" "You little brat!"

……

After a burst of noise, the figures finally came close to Mike. They were Abbott, who had not been seen for a long time, and several bodyguards of the Foley family.

As soon as they met, Mike and Abbott hugged each other with laughter.

They both hugged each other tightly, especially Abbott, who was also patting Mike's back hard.

It can be seen that he was very excited about having friends coming all the way from his hometown.

But this is no wonder, travelers away from home always have a special feeling for their hometown.

After hugging for a while, Abbott finally let go of Mike and began to look at Benjamin and others behind Mike with strange eyes.

"You... the person you brought this time is quite interesting. Is he drunk?"

Mike turned his head and saw that Arthur had sheathed his sword and was now taking care of Franklin and others who almost vomited bile together with Zhou Hong.

Seeing this, Mike's expression became a little embarrassed. He shook his head and said:
"Their strength is still good, but... well, it's a long story."

"Hahaha, it's okay." Abbott laughed and said, "Anyway, we have plenty of time this time, and those people from the Kent family can't escape, so why not let them have a good rest today, and I can take you to visit the United States!"

Looking at the embarrassed looks of Franklin and Benjamin, Mike hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

Their current situation is indeed not suitable for taking action directly.

Abbott nodded, first said something to a bodyguard beside him, then looked at Mike and said:

"Time waits for no one, let's get going now. If we don't leave now, people from the Immigration Department of the Magical Congress might come, and they're not easy to deal with."

As soon as these words came out, Mike frowned.

According to Abbott, the MACUSA actually has the ability to monitor the transmission fluctuations of portkeys within the country. This is not something that can be done easily, and the Ministry of Magic of the United States has no way to deal with this kind of thing.

This also shows that the power of the United States Magical Congress is far greater than that of the Ministry of Magic of England. It seems that they must be doubly careful in their actions this time, otherwise they will be in trouble if they provoke the United States Magical Congress.

Abbott noticed Mike's frown. He thought Mike was really worried about being caught by the Immigration Department, so he quickly comforted him:
"It's okay, Mike. As long as we run fast enough, they won't be able to catch us. And this situation hasn't always happened. It's just that the international situation has been a little tense recently. A large number of wizards want to enter the United States, so the people in the Magic Congress are so nervous."

Mike didn't give Abbott much explanation, just nodded slightly.

On the other side, Franklin, who had recovered a little, came over with a haggard face. When he heard that they were going to set off again, his expression became even uglier, and he said anxiously:
"How are we going to leave later? Don't worry about it being the portkey again! I never want to see that thing again in my life!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Hong immediately burst into laughter with a gloating look on his face.

And Abbott couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Franklin, I'm ready."

After saying that, Abbott took out a pure black gem whistle, put it to his mouth and blew it hard.

A strange sound suddenly spread, and then a small dot appeared in the distant sky. A huge carriage gradually got bigger and finally stopped beside the crowd.

"Yeqi carriage?"

Franklin cried out in surprise when he saw the strange flying horses with bat-like wings at the head of the carriage. But soon, he looked at Abbot nervously and said:

"How's the driver's skills? I don't want to vomit again today."

"Hahaha! Don't worry, Rohith is an experienced pilot!"

Listening to Abbott's confident words, a middle-aged wizard sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage holding the reins took off his hat with a smile and nodded to Mike and others.

Franklin was relieved after hearing this, and he and Mike and others followed Abbott into the carriage.

After everyone was seated, the driver outside the carriage shook the reins in his hand, and the six Night Qilin horses began to run silently. After a while of acceleration, they took off into the air with the huge carriage!

The bodyguards who had originally come with Abbott did not get on the car, but instead sat on flying brooms and escorted the carriage around it.

Half an hour later, Mike and his companions, who had been chatting and laughing all the way, finally arrived at their destination, a luxurious manor covered with ice and snow.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Benjamin and Franklin got off first and found a place to vomit again.

Abbott did not lie. Mr. Rossis was indeed a coachman with excellent driving skills, and the carriage ran very stably throughout the journey.

But after all, they were flying in the sky, and some bumps were inevitable, which caused Franklin and Benjamin's fragile stomachs to be unable to bear it again.

Mike apologized to the driver with a dark face, then walked into the villa with a few people and Abbott.

Unlike the ice and snow outside, the villa was warm as spring due to the fire. Mike and others took off their coats and handed them to the servants.

While Mike and the others were taking off their clothes, Abbott took out a document and carefully placed it in front of Mike.

"Here is some information I collected about the Kent family. You can take a look at it first."

Mike nodded and began to flip through the pages casually.

It has to be said that the intelligence collected by Abbott was very comprehensive. It almost recorded a series of major and minor events that happened after the Kent family entered the United States.

This even included the incident where the patriarch of the Kent family was humiliated at an aristocratic banquet and left in anger.

Judging from the content of this document, the Kent family's relocation plan did not go smoothly. His proud family background and bloodline were not respected by the native American nobles. At most, those people recognized that the Kent family was qualified to play with them.

On the contrary, the Kent family was not very wealthy, and the patriarch of Kent had an arrogant and high-handed attitude and the rigid image of a British aristocrat.

Except for the fact that the Kent family had a decent development in the beginning, they were subsequently boycotted by almost all the upper class people in the United States, which made them lose face and they could only disappear in disgrace from the sight of the upper class.

(End of this chapter)