Chapter 276： Malfoy Skunk

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Although the two organizations, Freemasonry and Los Santos Student Mutual Aid Association, were founded on the original idea of ​​helping each other, there is no hierarchy among the members, and everyone is equal.

But obviously no one thinks that way.

Whoever it is, everyone regards Mike as their leader.

So on the second day after Mike gave the order, all the members of the Freemasonry and Mutual Aid Society became busy, and one by one was like a spy who went deep behind the enemy line to investigate all the news around.

As the person who gave the order, Mike was sitting on the sofa chair he often sits in front of the fireplace in the Ravenclaw lounge with his eyes blankly, burning on the fire.

The weather is getting colder, perhaps because of the ancient instincts engraved in his genes. The colder the weather, the more sleepy and lazy Mike is.

I don't want to do anything, I just want to sit on the sofa chair and warm up the fire.

"Master, your coffee and newspaper."

Beta's flattering shrill voice made Mike's dilated pupils a little firmer.

reached out to take the teacup, took a sip, and nodded in satisfaction.

The taste is just right.

Mike doesn't like drinking tea or coffee. He likes drinking and smoking.

But for a young wizard like him, being infected with these two vices prematurely will damage his mental power.

So, it can only be done.

put down the cup, Mike picked up the newspaper again.

The turmoil of the Quidditch World Cup has passed, and the headlines on the newspaper have also shifted to the Triwizard Tournament.

Mike has never been interested in these things. After all, this guy Fudge has promised him that he will become the champion of the three finals.

As for the specific operation, he doesn't care, if Fudge can't do it, he must come up with equivalent things to compensate him afterwards.

This is the power of the magic contract.

Throwing away the newspaper, Mike returned to his original appearance again.

is so comfortable!

Mike made this sigh.

This is the advantage of being a boss. If you order it yourself, countless people will run for you.

And I just need to be a salted fish here.

Every day I go to the herbal medicine class to fiddle with the flowers and plants, go to the magic text class to exchange the practical skills of ancient magic text with the professor, go to the transfiguration class and the spell class to pretend to be forced, and go to the Muggle research class to sleep.

After class, I will play wizard chess with my classmates, chat, and get tired of Penello for a while.

Finally, I went to Professor Flivy after dinner and received the punishment, which was actually a small confinement.

Mike has been living such a lazy life since the beginning of school.

Mike even wants to continue this life if he can.

is so comfortable!

Mike sighed again.

But this time, a slightly flustered and excited voice came from behind him.

"Your Excellency Tony! Something happened!"

Mike sighed and opened his half-squinted eyes.

He knew who it was without looking back. The whole Hogwarts would call himself Lord Tony, and there was only the group of Mutual Aid Association.

In the past few days, the people from the mutual aid association are spying on information like chicken blood, and then no matter what trivial matter is, they will come to report to themselves.

To be honest, he has been a little annoyed.

"what's up?"

Mike said without looking back.

"Harry, Harry Potter, he and Malfoy quarreled in the auditorium!"

Hearing the words, Mike closed his eyes again.

Draco, this kid and Harry are natural friends, and they are not happy if they don't quarrel twice a day. This little thing is nothing at all.

But then, the person who came to report said again:

"Malfoy cast a spell on Harry, and then... Then Professor Moody came and he turned Malfoy into a skunk!"

Mike brushed his feet and walked towards the auditorium.

He wouldn't care if it was the conflict between Malfoy and Harry alone, but it would be different if the guy Moody got involved.

Mike, who has experienced swordsmanship training, has much better physical fitness than ordinary wizards. He rushed to the auditorium in just five minutes.

The auditorium at this moment is already full of people, and the people in the auditorium have spontaneously divided into three.

The Gryffindors, headed by Harry and Moody, and the Slytherins, headed by a teenager who made Mike very familiar, face serious confrontations.

Beside them, there is a melon-eating crowd composed of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

When everyone in Ravenclaw saw their celebrity Mike arrived, they all spontaneously stepped aside and sent Mike to the front row.

Only when he got to the front row, Mike heard the fierce dispute between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

"Professor Moody, you, as a professor, cast a curse on your students. Just for this, I have enough reason to doubt whether you have enough character to be a professor of defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts!" Slater The young man headed by Lin said solemnly.

As soon as the words came out, everyone in Slytherin behind him agreed.

However, Moody didn't care, and saw that he gently waved his wand, and a dense and loud explosion sounded from the tip of his wand.

The Slytherin students thought he was launching an attack on them, and they all made instinctive dodge movements.

"Hahahaha! You little Death Eaters are really cowards!" Moody laughed loudly. "Your name is Chris Flint, right? I remember your father, that **** Death Eater. He relied on bribes. Those dewormers from the Ministry of Magic escaped punishment! But he is still dead now, and he died very miserably! Why, do you want to die now?"

Gryffindor camp also burst into laughter.

It was only when he heard that Mike remembered who was the young man standing at the front of the Slytherin team, Chris, the guy who started a wizard duel with Drake in the first grade.

At the same time, he also remembered that night of the Quidditch World Cup, the bald hood who begged him for mercy at the last moment, seemed to have the last name Flint.

Mike's eyes gradually became serious.

The Slytherin faces were grim, as if they would rush to desperately at any time.

But it was just the appearance, Moody and Gryffindor on the opposite side laughed for a long time, and no one in Slytherin dared to rush forward.

Even Chris, who was named and insulted his father, did not act rashly.

They are waiting, waiting for their dean.

When there is Moody on the opposite side, if Snape is not there, they will go up to deliver food.

"What are you doing all around here? Let me spread out!"

Professor McGonagall’s majestic voice came, and Snape also came at the same time.

Many timid students quickly dispersed, but there are still many people staying where they are.

Maybe it was because these students didn't disperse the first time they saw them. Professor McGonagall was very angry, and she and Snape got into the crowd.

At this time, a skunk came out from behind Chris and hugged Snape’s feet. There was chattering and chatting, like a poor kid who was bullied by an outsider who was telling his elders. Complain.

Snape frowned at it, then looked at McGonagall again.

Professor McGonagall’s lips were tight, and the wand in her hand was lightly pointed, and without seeing her chanting, the skunk twisted and changed back to Drake in a short while.

After recovering, Draco shrank into a ball, trembling constantly, still clinging to Snape's thigh and not letting go.

Snape shook his leg a little disgustingly, didn't shake it away, and looked at Moody, who was whistling casually, with murderous eyes.

"What did you do?" Snape paused.

"Lessons and lessons."

"Teaching what?" McGonagall screamed, "We never use Transfiguration Curses to punish students!"

"I just want to scare him."

"We can be locked up! Moody! Or deduct his points and tell the dean of his college!"

Moody laughed out loud, and gave Snape a contemptuous look in his eyes.

He did not speak, but the meaning was already obvious.

"I'll inform the school managers about this." Snape's gaze intensified the killing intent. "Using a dangerous spell like Transfiguration to physically punish students, I think the school managers will definitely reconsider and consider Is it a good thing to keep a lunatic like you in school?"

"You are always yin and yang, Snape!" Moody was not afraid, "I haven't asked you to settle the account yet! You'd better be careful, I will always stare at you, once you show something, I will Send you and these little Death Eaters all to Azkaban!"

"Enough!" Professor McGonagall roared and said to Moody, "I also think your move this time is a bit too much...",

Before McGonagall could finish his words, Harry sprang out of the crowd.

"Professor! Draco insulted Ron's father first, and he attacked me with a spell!" Harry said excitedly, "Professor Moody, it's just..."

Halfway through Harry's words, Professor McGonagall stared back.

Then she looked at Draco again.

As usual, Draco would have jumped out to retort.

But at this moment, he seems to be frightened.

I saw that he was still holding Snape's thigh tightly, his light eyes were still tearing with pain and shame, and his mouth was constantly muttering something.

Although the voice is very soft, it is also very fuzzy.

But people who are close can still hear a few words clearly.

is "my dad".

Professor McGonagall shook his head and announced:

"This thing ends here, now, everyone, give me back to the lounge!"

The Gryffindors left happily as if they had won a battle. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, seeing that they hadn’t looked around, also left.

The Slytherin people were very unconvinced, and even Snape ordered them to remain unmoved.

In the end, it was the Chris who gave the order, and everyone looked at McGonagall and Moody with resentment and left.

The auditorium was empty again, and Mike was going back.

But at this moment, someone came to him.

"Are you alright?"

Looking at Chris with black hair and green eyes and curly hair, Mike said coldly.

Facing Mike's bad eyes, Chris smiled indifferently and said:

"Talk?"

Mike was silent.

To be honest, Chris' performance just aroused his interest.

It is not surprising that the Slytherin people did not follow Snape's orders, after all, after so many face slaps before, Snape's prestige in Slytherin was gone.

But why, the Slytherin guys with higher eyes listen to this guy so?

"Come on, let's walk together."

Chris sent out an invitation again. This time, Mike did not refuse, but took the lead to walk outside the castle.

The two were silent all the way, until they came to an empty lawn, Chris said in a relaxed tone:

"My father was killed by you."

Mike stopped, he was a little surprised, because Chris was actually smiling when he said this.

"So?"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to ask questions." Chris smiled brighter, "On the contrary, I want to thank you. Because my father died, I naturally became the new patriarch of the Fleet family. "

"The fourteen-year-old patriarch?"

"That's right. Speaking of which, aren't you better? Just fourteen years old and founded the Los Santos Group from scratch."

Mike stopped talking.

Although the difficulty of inheriting the family business at the age of 14 is not as high as starting from scratch, it is definitely not much lower.

Especially under the premise that the Fleet family is a large family with a large population.

This guy in front of me is definitely not easy.

At the same time, he also understood why the Slytherin group listened to Chris so much.

Chris is now the patriarch of the Flint family.

As a Slytherin who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, abandoning Malfoy and Snape and switching to Chris is not too difficult to understand So, what are you trying to say. "

"I just want to remind you. You are in trouble, big trouble." Chris's expression became slightly serious. "You killed with my father, and there are many other big people. Although Fudge has been with those people's home People have signed a contract so that they will stop taking action against you, but secretly they will still find ways to retaliate against you.

Old family, there are always ways to bypass the magic contract. "

"You came here to say this?"

Chris's smile froze, and he asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Mike said with disdain, "It's just a bunch of bullying and fearful waste. Of course, you can also try to avenge your father and see if I will interrupt your dog paw."

After that, Mike turned and left.

seemed to be deterred by Mike's domineering, Chris stared at Mike's back in a daze, until Mike completely disappeared from his vision, he laughed.

"It's really worth it... It's really you!"

Chris murmured with tears coming out of his smile, and while talking, there seemed to be green lights flashing through the green pupils in his eyes.

At the same time, Harry, who was far away in the Gryffindor lounge, felt a sudden pain in his head.

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