Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 515 Loya
"Oh!"

In the Masonic secret realm, the door of Penelope's office was suddenly pushed open, and Mike, wearing a school uniform, walked into the office swaggeringly, but soon, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Penelope's spacious office was already full of people. Benjamin, Franklin and other Masonic members gathered together, blocking the desk.

What was even more strange was that their faces were filled with anger. Franklin's muscles were all tense, and he gnashed his teeth as if he wanted to eat someone. Soraka and other female members were in tears, sobbing softly on the sofa beside them.

Before Mike could react, everyone in the office noticed him and gathered around him, talking to him one after another. The chattering was so loud that Mike's eardrums hurt.

It took Mike a while to figure out why they were acting so weird.

The situation of lower-class Muggle wizards is really terrible!

This aroused their strong indignation and sympathy.

At the same time, this is also the most fundamental reason why Penelope and others cannot make a choice. Penelope and others have no way to tell which one is the most miserable one among them. At the same time, they lack the determination to make a choice, because a small choice of theirs means that an individual or family who is already in desperate hell is about to lose their only remaining life, which makes them extremely painful.

After understanding everything, Mike's mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

He was actually very happy to see Soraka and the others now. You know, when Mike made the decision to trigger the riot, she was firmly opposed to it, arguing that it would cause a large number of casualties. Now, after seeing the plight of the lower-level Muggle wizards, Soraka stopped talking about her opposition.

Of course, Mike was not angry at all about Soraka opposing his decision. Instead, he felt relieved.

After all, kindness and goodness are excellent qualities for a medical worker, and Mike is very happy that Soraka can still maintain a kind heart after seeing so much darkness.

But Michael was very disappointed with Benjamin.

You know, Benjamin is an outstanding talent that Mike has always had high hopes for. Mike hopes that he can become a good enough decision-maker to command the Freemasons and the Los Santos Group when he is away.

At a time like this, anyone can be swayed by sympathy, except Benjamin!
For Benjamin, this behavior is a blatant lack of responsibility!

Looking at Benjamin who lowered his head and said nothing, Mike's eyes were full of disappointment. After a long time, he retracted his gaze and silently opened the thick document on Penelope's desk.

Just as Mike expected, although the people in the information collected by Penelope were miserable, it was far from enough to make Mike feel touched. But this was normal. What Benjamin and others had experienced was not comparable to what Mike had experienced. After seeing those too tragic things, Benjamin and others might not have much reaction. After all, when a person faces a tragedy beyond his cognition, he has no sense of reality.

As the famous Japanese director Takeshi Kitano once said: A disaster is not the death of 20,000 or 80,000 people, but the death of one person happening 20,000 times.

Among them, the former statement can only make people feel the cold numbers, but the latter can make people feel the deep sadness.

After thinking for a long time, Mike finally sighed, gently pressed his finger on a black and white photo and said:

"He's the one, Loya Cavendish."

As soon as these words were spoken, Penelo, who was comforting Soraka, breathed a sigh of relief. This matter was still pending, and she was under the greatest pressure.

"Also," Mike continued, "don't waste the rest of the information. Compile it all into a book and prepare to make it public later."

"Understood!"

Inside the office, everyone's responses were deafening, with Benjamin's voice being the loudest.

The way Mike looked at him before made him vaguely feel something, which made him very uneasy. He had made up his mind to perform well in this matter.

Mike seemed a little uninterested in their statement. He leaned back against the desk, waved his hand and said:

"Let's all go."

"Oh!"

The office door was opened again, and Benjamin and others filed out, their expressions either firm or complicated.

They knew very well that what they were about to do would change the world!
……

In a forest in the wilderness of Northern Ireland, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and wrapped in thick cotton clothes was chopping down trees with an axe.

It was not easy. The cold weather made the logging work, which was already difficult, even more difficult. But the man did not give up. Instead, he gritted his teeth and continued to swing the axe.

The intense exercise caused heat to rise above his head, and the white air that came out of his mouth was like a sword of air, piercing straight out for a long distance.

Finally, with a teeth-grinding crunch, the tree was felled.

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat off his face, stepped forward and cut it into neat pieces, and tied them together with the wood that had been chopped down before.

Then, he took out a plain brown wand from his arms with difficulty, cleared his throat nervously, and then read loudly to the pile of wood:

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

The man's loud voice startled many birds hiding in the forest, but contrary to his solemn spell-casting ceremony, the bundle of wood only slowly floated up by only ten centimeters.

However, the man was obviously very satisfied with the result. He excitedly put away his wand, walked forward and picked up the floating pile of wood.

The scene looked a bit shocking, because the pile of wood was so huge that it was definitely not something that one person could carry on his back.

But under the effect of the levitation spell, the middle-aged man was able to move briskly in the forest carrying them.

The forest was filled with cold fog in the early winter morning. The middle-aged man walked quickly along the forest path. Soon, his eyebrows, beard and other hair were covered with dew.

However, the middle-aged man did not care at all. In winter, firewood is always consumed at an alarming rate. The firewood in his home had been used up long before he went out today, so he had to rush back with the firewood as soon as possible to prevent his lovely daughter from freezing.

When he thought of his little daughter, the man could not help but fall into memories. The middle-aged man's name was Loya Cavendish, which was a very good name. When he was a child, his father always proudly told him about the glorious deeds of their ancestors. Although their family had declined, his parents were still proud of the surname Cavendish.

In fact, little Loya did not live up to his surname. He had excellent grades since he was young and was very strong. He even received an admission letter from Hogwarts on his 11th birthday and became the first wizard in the history of the Cavendish family.

This made his parents always proud of him.

But what happened next wasn’t so wonderful.

Like most children, Loya indulged himself completely without his parents' supervision. He played and reveled wantonly, which led to his poor grades. He didn't even get any useful NEWT level certificates until graduation.

Needless to say, Loya, whose spell-casting ability was terrible, couldn't find any job in the wizarding world, which forced him to return to the Muggle world.

But when he returned home in despair, he found that his parents had died in a car accident a few months ago!
This was undoubtedly sad news. Not only did he fail to see his parents in person, he even failed to attend their funeral.

But worse is yet to come.

Since his parents did not leave a will, and as their only heir, Loya had been in Hogwarts and could not be contacted, all of his parents' inheritance had been nationalized.

This is actually not a big deal. After all, Loya is still alive. As long as he goes to the relevant department to appeal, he can get back part of the inheritance after spending some time.

But sadly, Loya doesn't understand any of this at all!
Just like the old prisoner in the movie "The Shawshank Redemption" who had served decades in prison and was unable to adapt to life outside the prison after being released, Loya, who left his parents at the age of 11 to live alone in Hogwarts, was also extremely unfamiliar with this world.

The world has changed so much that Loya doesn't know what to do.

In desperation, Loya returned to the wizarding world again and became a wanderer, traveling between various wizard gathering places and Muggle towns, making a living by scavenging and hunting.

Fortunately, there are many people like Loya. These people gather together and even form a small settlement.

Loya also found his own love here, married a Muggle witch of ordinary appearance, and gave birth to a lovely daughter.

Although life is difficult, Loya feels extremely satisfied having his family by his side.

But good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone, and Loya’s tragedy is far from over.

When his youngest daughter was 10 years old, Loya's wife disappeared. He anxiously searched for her for a long time, but the answer he finally got was that his wife couldn't stand the poor life, so she ran away with a widowed old wizard.

Just when Loya had not yet come out of the shadow of being abandoned by his wife, his youngest daughter Emily was even identified as a dud.

This made Loya completely hopeless. He had originally hoped that Emily could become an outstanding witch and help their family make a class leap.

But now all this has come to nothing.

With all hope lost, Loya lives with Emily like a wandering ghost. There are countless kindnesses in this world, but none of them belongs to them.

Loya originally thought that they would spend their lives like this, but everything changed due to the rise of a company.

Los Santos Corporation.

This great company founded by a Muggle wizard genius not only provides many Muggle talents with limited talents with channels for advancement, but also provides a large number of low-level jobs that are actually dispensable for useless trash like Loya.

Of course, the term "useless trash" is just Roya's self-deprecation. In the official language of the Los Santos Group, these people are called unemployed people, and the jobs given to them are collectively referred to as welfare programs.

It is said that the boss of Los Santos Group originally planned to distribute money and food directly, but he was afraid that if this continued, these people would become complete parasites and lose their ability to work, so he changed it to a work-for-pay method.

Loya was extremely grateful for this, because although the job did not pay much, it made him feel respected and gave him hope again.

But this time, the goddess of fate played a joke on him again. Just when their family was thriving, Voldemort returned.

This forced Loya to give up his hard-earned job and flee to the wilderness of Northern Ireland with his daughter overnight.

Because no one knows better than Roya what Voldemort's return means. When he was young, he experienced a riot caused by Voldemort. At that time, he escaped by luck. But this time, he didn't think he would have such good luck.

The fact was just as he expected. This pure-blood movement was even more brutal than the previous one. The young wizards in Hogwarts and those powerful Muggle wizards were still okay, but those Muggle wizards who were helpless like Loya were in big trouble. The main target of the Death Eaters was them.

Later on, even some ordinary wizards began to hate them, believing that it was their existence that caused them to be implicated. These people could not do anything to others, so they could only vent their anger on people like Loya.

As for the discrimination of pure-blood wizards against Muggle wizards, Loya actually didn't want to make too many comments.

Although he had done some thinking and realized that if he was a pure-blood or half-blood, his grades at Hogwarts might not have been so bad. Even if he had limited academic qualifications after graduation, he could at least find a job as a salesperson to make a living, and his wife would not leave him. After all, the old wizard she followed later was just a rotten pure-blood waste, poor and mean. He hooked up with Roya's wife purely to find a nanny and a babysitter, and often beat and abused her.

In fact, if he was not a Muggle-born wizard, his daughter might not have become a Squib.

But what Loya said was completely meaningless. You know, no matter what a loser says, it sounds like an excuse, and a clichéd and boring excuse at that.

Shaking his head, Loya threw all these strange thoughts out of his mind.

Today is the birthday of his youngest daughter Emily. He has already prepared a gift, and now he must hurry back before Emily wakes up.

Imagining Emily's cute look when she saw the gift, a smile gradually appeared on Loya's originally frowning face.

He took a deep breath and quickened his pace. As he walked, he kept muttering:

"There is so much misery in the world, but there is always a flame in the middle of it. The night will end, the sun will rise, and in God's garden of freedom, we will be reborn."

(End of this chapter)