Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 588 Spoils Sharing Conference
Mike learned the Obliviation spell from Lockhart. Although Lockhart was incompetent and cowardly, it was undeniable that he had achieved great accomplishments in the Obliviation spell. Therefore, Mike, who had received his full instruction, was also very good at using the Obliviation spell. Even after being promoted to Legend, Mike showed a tendency to surpass his master.

With the help of this Obliviate spell that was close to the master level, Mike modified the memories of everyone, including the members of the Suicide Squad.

During this period, Benjamin and others were very cooperative, which touched Mike very much.

But Mike was only touched by the Freemasons. As for the feelings of those ordinary Los Santos wizards, Mike didn't care. The measures he took for them were compulsory and he didn't give them the power to choose at all.

After spending nearly half an hour clearing everyone's memory of the objects in containment, Mike and the others finally left the Department of Mysteries and returned to the Ministry of Magic lobby.

At this moment, the hall of the Ministry of Magic was already crowded with people.

This surprised Mike a little. After all, it was already late at night. He thought those guys would choose to leave first and then come back another day after being notified.

But unexpectedly, these guys not only did not leave, but many new faces came later.

For example, the Twilight vampires Carlisle and Kled who came from abroad.

Mike even saw a mermaid princess with half of her body soaked in the bathtub.

When these people saw Mike finally appear, they all gathered around him, eagerly asking about the results of his handling. After getting the answer that the Department of Mysteries had been cleared, everyone smiled brightly and meaningfully, and had no intention of dispersing at all.

Of course, not everyone was so anxious. The Daughters of the Federation did not gather around, but stayed in the corner and stared at Mike with dissatisfied eyes, as if blaming Mike for making them wait too long.

Mike glanced at everyone and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He knew exactly what these people wanted.

He was not surprised at all that non-human intelligent creatures and Muggle wizards would do such a thing. After all, they were originally people living in the quagmire and could be called mud-legged.

But the Daughters of the Federation did not leave either, which was a little beyond Mike's expectations.

In his opinion, given the temperament of these noble ladies, they would not do such a shameful thing.

Now they might think that they were behaving very elegantly, but in fact, the fact that they, like everyone else, did not leave the Ministry of Magic had already exposed their inner anxiety.

This is what is called aristocracy. They appear to be extremely beautiful on the surface, giving people a feeling that they are superior and are a different species from ordinary people. However, as long as interests are involved, they will instantly turn into despicable hyenas.

The best description of them is "all show and no substance".

With a cold snort, Mike had already made up his mind.

Since these people are so eager to share the fruits of victory, I will just help them.

"Okay, everyone. Even though it's late, we still have work to do." Mike raised his chin slightly and said indifferently, "Next, each of your groups will be asked to send a representative to come to the conference room with me to discuss the issue of the division of interests after the war."

After saying that, Mike took Benjamin and others and walked into the magic elevator that had been urgently repaired without looking back.

All the remaining people in the hall of the Ministry of Magic finally showed excited smiles on their faces. A dozen so-called representatives suppressed their inner joy and followed Mike and others in the elevator to the minister's office on the basement floor.

Unlike the other floors that were charred and burnt, the minister's office at this time had not been baptized by fire, so it still maintained its original luxurious and elegant appearance.

Mike sat down very naturally behind the big desk by the window, while Benjamin and other Freemasons stood behind him with their hands behind their backs.

Each of them had a very stern expression, and coupled with their uniform attire, it made Mike and the others feel like they were all villains.

The subsequent representatives were shocked when they saw this scene as soon as they pushed the door open.

The white-haired lady representing the Daughters of the Federation was better. After all, she had seen big scenes before. After being stunned for a moment, she sat down very naturally at the top seat in the row of seats in front of Mike.

Perhaps to hide her inner anxiety, she deliberately crossed her legs.

This is not nonsense. They are not street dancers. Aristocrats like them have received strict etiquette training since childhood and would never cross their legs under normal circumstances.

So her current behavior just proves her inner unrest.

The others were in a bit of a state. They all stood there like quails for a long time before imitating the white-haired lady and sitting down on their seats. However, their bodies were still extremely stiff. The more timid dwarf demon representatives were even shaking constantly.

But the power of Mike and others is not useful to everyone, and the giant representative does not buy into Mike's account at all.

Instead of sitting down properly, he reached out and fiddled with the huge crystal chandelier on the ceiling, as if he was very interested in it.

Finally, Mike gave the order to sit down and he reluctantly sat back in his seat, but his eyes still kept drifting towards the crystal chandelier.

Seeing his silly look, the tension among the people present was slightly relieved.

But Mike didn't intend to give them too much chance to relax. He just tapped the table twice and then said:

"Everyone, it's getting late. I won't say anything else. I'll just announce the results directly."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes quickly focused on Mike, and the smiles on their faces turned into nervousness again.

Seeing this, Mike smiled slightly, then picked up a parchment scroll of astonishing length and said slowly:
"First, Carlisle. You will get the keys to the secret realms of Iss and Jen, as well as ten tons of distilled water, two hundred kilograms of mithril, one hundred sets of invisibility cloaks, and one thousand bottles of various potions... Finally, the border of the Ministry of Magic of Ying will always be open to you and Kled. As for the warriors under your command, the Ministry of Magic will also relax their entry inspection as appropriate."

Listening to Mike rattling off a bunch of names of supplies, Carlisle's mouth became bigger and bigger. In the end, when Mike named the last reward, Carlisle was already so excited that he couldn't control himself.

“Thank…thank you!”

Carlisle spoke with a sob, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

The amount of supplies Mike gave was beyond his imagination. With these supplies, their chances of success in the United States would increase again.

The most important thing is that Mike's last promise left them a way out.

Even if their careers fail in the future, they will be able to live in the Ministry of Magic of Ying Country.

Mike smiled and nodded to Carlisle and said:

"This is what you deserve." What Mike said was not just a polite remark. In this battle, Carlisle could be said to be the force that contributed the most to the non-human intelligent creatures.

This guy Carlisle is really good, a good vampire.

The group of non-human intelligent creatures in the United States that he led seemed to have no idea how to spell the word death. They had no fear of death at all. Not only did they and other forces drag Chris into Paris, but even when the battle was most difficult and all other races were shrinking back, they still rushed towards Chris like moths to a flame, regardless of anything, and won many opportunities for Mike.

But at the same time, this also made them the force with the highest number of casualties in this battle, so Mike gave him so many rewards, which can be regarded as returning a favor.

And to be honest, Mike didn't feel the slightest bit of pain when he gave these things away.

After all, after receiving the statistics of Benjamin's looting of supplies from the Ministry of Magic's Logistics Department, he had become numb to the so-called resources and supplies.

There's no way, there are just too many of these things!

You have to know that it is the accumulation of hundreds and thousands of years of the Ministry of Magic!
Not to mention anything else, the Ministry of Magic alone has an entire warehouse full of secret realm keys!
After announcing the reward to Carlisle, Mike waved his hand, and the magic power in the office quickly gathered and soon condensed into a golden key.

This is the key to a warehouse in the Logistics Department. All the supplies given to Carlisle have been piled there in advance. Afterwards, Carlisle only needs to take the key to open the warehouse to obtain the above supplies.

Not only Carlisle, but supplies to other forces will also be distributed in this way.

Mike threw the key to Carlisle and stopped paying attention to Carlisle, who had become a little idiotic, and turned to look at the other people present.

After seeing that Carlisle actually got so many benefits from Mike, these people instinctively became excited.

Especially those non-human intelligent creatures. You know, Mike had clearly stated in his previous speech that he would not give them too many benefits, so their original expectations were not high. But now with Carlisle's example, it is different.

They all thought that Mike might be a guy with a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Then, instead of continuing his generosity as they expected, Mike became stingy.

What he gave to the medium-sized non-intelligent creatures such as Veela, Leprechauns, and Mermen, except for the goblins, were only some meager supplies, a few secret realm keys, and a promise to give them a certain degree of equal policy.

Mike was extremely stingy when it came to non-human intelligent creatures like giants, which had a very small population and were almost extinct. He only gave them a key to a secret realm and symbolic living supplies.

This made the non-human intelligent creatures such as the Veela present feel extremely lost.

However, they were not stupid enough to bargain with Mike, a legendary wizard who could turn them into ashes with a wave of his hand. This would be the stupidest thing in the world.

But even for such stupid things, there will be idiots who will do them, like the giants now.

After hearing Mike's words, his eyebrows, which were as thick as table legs, twisted together in an instant. He stood up and started roaring.

"I disagree!"

The giant's incredibly loud voice made everyone cover their ears, while the Veela and the Leprechaun covered their ears while still making strange laughs of gloating.

They couldn't wait to see the giant get into trouble.

The giants were basically on the brink of extinction after the last war with the Dark Lord, and this could be seen from the so-called giant representative in front of them.

He is already one of the few "wise men" among the giants, but he is still very stupid.

This is the consequence of the giants engaging in inbreeding in order to continue their population.

So Mike really hates this race.

Mike behind the desk scratched his ears which were hurt by the shock and said with an impatient look:

"So what do you want? Who?"

The giant seemed not to hear the contempt in Mike's words. He tilted his head and pointed at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and said:
"Too little! Add it!"

When these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned, even Mike was in a brief daze.

Obviously, no one expected the Giant representative to make such an unexpected request.

After a brief silence, Mike finally coughed twice, waved his hand and said to the giant representative:

"Then I'll give you this lamp. But you can't take it now. You have to wait until the meeting is over before you can take it down."

"No problem, you're such a good guy! Mike Townley!"

Looking at the giant representative's ecstatic expression, Mike wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and then turned his gaze back to the white-haired lady.

The white-haired lady seemed to realize that it was her turn soon, so she put down her crossed legs and looked at Mike with a serious face.

The benefits given to the Daughters of the Federation are a large number of titles and political privileges, which can ensure that these Daughters of the Federation continue to maintain their current noble status, while also allowing them to gain a lot of tangible benefits through privileges.

After getting this result, the white-haired lady nodded with satisfaction.

She was quite resistant to today's meeting to divide the spoils.

After all, Mike turned the "awarding ceremony" into a format similar to that of elementary school students handing out certificates, which was totally not to the taste of an aristocrat like her.

Fortunately, Mike did not let her down at the most critical part.

Thinking of this, the white-haired lady's eyes turned much softer as she looked at Mike.

It’s a pity that Mike’s eyes were still cold when he looked at her.

Unlike the tangible supplies before, the things given to the Daughter of the Federation this time really made Mike feel the pain.

But unfortunately, he had a reason to give it!

(End of this chapter)