Chapter 11： Restaurant event follow-up

Professor McGonagall announced the final penalty. Slytherin deducted 100 points, and Drake was closed for 15 days in the office of Professor McGonagall. Mike was closed for the day, and the place was in Professor Flitwick's office.

The confinement time is from after dinner to midnight every day.

This kind of punishment can be said to be very serious, especially for Draco.

I was fined for 15 days and shut down for 15 days. It also affected Slytherin College. It was deducted 100 points. You should know that Slytherin has won the Academy Cup for several years in a row. What Draco did Lettering has little hope of winning the Cup this year.

And Professor Snape had no reaction to seeing Slytherin being deducted, but Mike was not surprised. Snape, as Dumbledore's confidant, must have known that this year's College Cup had been assigned to Gryffindor.

Mike was very satisfied with this result. He was locked up for only one day and was still in Professor Flitwick’s office. This was simply a reward for him. He could ask Professor Flitwick for all night’s questions. Think about it. happy.

Driven by the prefects, the crowd who had gathered in the dining room to watch the excitement dispersed, and Mike and Draco were also brought back by their respective deans.

But the difference is that Draco and Snape were writing unlucky on his face, and his expression was like eating something disgusting. Mike walked with his head high and a little behind Flitwick, and many good people around were applauding at Mike. Most of these people were of Muggle origin or mixed blood. It has long been unpleasant to see those pure-blooded nobles. Up.

"I'm sorry, Mike." Professor Flitwick looked at Mike apologetically, "I promised you clearly."

"It's okay professor, I can protect myself. My petrification spell is not vegetarian." Mike raised the wand in his hand.

"Hahaha." Professor Flitwick was amused by Mike's actions, "Yes, your petrification curse is indeed the best I have ever seen in a freshman. But facing this kind of person, I personally like to use the flame curse. Forget that you still know how to curse the flame, it doesn’t matter, I can hand it to you tonight."

Mike was not too happy when he heard the sound. He had seen the record of the Flame Curse in Ravenclaw's library. This is not a too difficult spell, and the power is not very powerful. A Clear Water Curse can be easily extinguished. . But he still had to pretend to be happy.

The two of them returned to the Ravenclaw lounge talking and laughing along the way, and at this time, the fact that Mike defeated Malfoy in the restaurant with a petrification spell has also been passed to the ears of these students, and they all gathered around to ask the details of the matter. .

Flitwick and Mike explained to the classmates for a long time before everyone went back to their original seats and continued to read the book. Professor Flitwick also returned to his office.

At this time, a sturdy black guy stepped forward and said excitedly: "You did a great job! I've seen those pure blood unhappy, those descent discriminators!"

Mike remembered this guy. His name was Franklin Clinton, who was also born in Muggle. He was the tallest of their freshmen. Mike didn’t understand him very much about joining Ravenclaw. According to his size, Gryffindor It should be his home. "Thank you, Franklin, this is what I should do. These pure-blooded garbage should be punished as they deserve."

Franklin was not surprised that Mike remembered his name. He knew that his size would attract him a lot of attention.

"That's right! I have made you a friend! Next time I have something like this, I will definitely call me, I will fight them all over the floor!" Franklin said.

"Of course, we so-called mudbreds must unite with each other to fight against those who are descent." Mike thinks the name is very American black is very interesting, maybe you can win it, "Hey, do you know what. I saw your first At a glance, I feel that we are very destined! We will be friends in the future. If you have anything to do, please come to me and I will do my best to help you."

Franklin was so happy. The black guy had been unhappy in the past few days. Everyone didn't want to get too close to him because of his size. Mike was the first person willing to be friends with him.

It was another bit of tongue that Mike dismissed Franklin, who was still thinking about it. The boy was so excited.

Mike, who got rid of Franklin, was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. He fought with Draco just halfway through the meal. Now it's time for the restaurant to serve food, and only go to the kitchen to trouble the little elves.

As he walked out of Ravenclaw’s lounge, he found that the Salvation Trio had been waiting at the entrance of the Ravenclaw’s lounge early, and Harry and Ron hurried forward when they saw him coming out.

"You did a great job! Did you see Draco's look? In the end, the expression was like bibido beans with earwax." Harry and Ron said in one word." Yes, Professor Mike explained to us the meaning of Mudblood, he deserves it!"

Mike played with them casually, and he also noticed Hermione in the side corner.

Hermione's eyes were still red, and she stood there with her head down, holding a paper bag in her arms, looking very aggrieved.

Mike noticed that the paper bag should contain food, and the oil stains were soaked on the surface of the paper bag. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com

"Hey, Hermione! Is this for me? Thank you so much, I'm hungry." Mike saw that Hermione was a little bit self-blaming about his confinement, and said so deliberately.

"I noticed that you didn't seem to have finished lunch." Hermione handed the paper bag to Mike, "Blame me, you were locked up because of me."

Hermione started crying again as she spoke. Mike hurriedly comforted: "It’s okay Hermione, are we friends? This time Malfoy came to me. I was the one who caused you. It seems that it is not a closed lock at all. If you know that Professor Flivy is an expert in spells, he is confined in his office, but I can't ask for it."

"Really, don't lie to me." Hermione slowly stopped her tears when she heard the sound. Mike is one of her few friends. The students in Gryffindor don’t like her very much and think she is just a The bookish nerd.

"Of course, you don't need to care at all. You know we are friends, aren't you?" Mike was hungry and stared at the gold star, and quickly opened the paper bag, "Oh! Sausage and chicken legs! My favorite! Thank you so much! You got Hermione."

Hermione once lowered her head to hide her shyness.

Mike didn't care about Hermione's actions. In his opinion, Hermione and Harry Ron were little kids, even his son and daughter were even younger.

"A girl is still sensible." Mike exclaimed in his heart.

Harry and Ron only cared about how handsome he was in the restaurant. Only Hermione noticed that he hadn't finished his meal, which reminded him of his previous daughter: Trish.

Once upon a time, Cui Xi was such a filial and sensible little girl, but it was a pity that, for some reason, she wanted to make that kind of film. It was really unfortunate.