Chapter 340： Prefects

In King's Cross Station, a blond teenager wearing a black suit is walking with his head high, and behind him is a group of boys and girls who also wear formal attire.

These people are naturally Mike and others who are going to the school on the Hogwarts Express.

After leaving from Foley Manor, Mike's plan entered a short period of stagnation. During the rest of the summer vacation, even with the help of the Foley family, Mike did not get any news about the Slytherin pendant box.

At the same time, according to the information provided by Uncle Mario, the holy pure-blood families have not had any unusual actions recently except for some trivial incidents.

This makes Mike very disappointed.

In desperation, he can only actively prepare for the next possible war.

First, he replaced a large amount of the Jin Jialong earned through the Los Santos Group with various materials including special remote door keys leading to various countries, and all of them were stuffed into the secret realm of Freemasonry.

And headed by the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory, he is still vigorously developing training for his employees.

Of course, the training he promotes is naturally not some work skills, but the popularization of various combat spells.

These are all preparations for the next possible war.

Once the war breaks out, the Freemasonry Secret Realm will become the strongest fortress of Mike and others, and the workers who are now receiving training will be the cannon fodder prepared by Mike in advance.

And after all this is done, the school day will come.

It is worth mentioning that, on the day before the beginning of school, Mike received a special package-the Ravenclaw prefect badge.

This is a very delicate and petite shield-shaped badge.

has a big English letter P on its surface, and its background is the blue color of Ravenclaw College and a flying eagle.

The badge was personally sent by Professor Flivy. At the same time, he expressed his congratulations to Mike, and held a celebration dinner specially for this, and invited a bunch of his old days to show off.

It's just that Mike didn't feel much about receiving this badge.

After all, for today's Mike, those powers of the prefect are really nothing.

Come back to the present again.

When Mike and his party showed up at King’s Cross Station, it really attracted the attention of a group of passersby. After all, Mike and the others were pretty high-valued, and they all wore very expensive formal attire. This is the king who exists as a transportation hub. It is extremely rare in the Cross Station.

Because, people who can usually wear this kind of clothes travel either by car or by plane.

But Mike and the others didn't mean to hide at all, they walked straight to the column leading to the three-quarters platform of Nine.

Beside the pillar, a middle-aged man in a trench coat is kicking the wall boredly.

Seeing Mike and his group approaching mightily, he immediately blinked frantically at the front Mike.

However, Mike didn't mean to stop at all. Instead, he grinned and gave the middle-aged man a malicious smile.

Then, under the desperate gaze of the man and the curious gaze of passers-by, Mike and the others crashed into the pillar and disappeared.

"what!"

"Gosh!"

A burst of exclamation came from those passers-by. The sudden disappearance of Mike and others undoubtedly caused a riot in this crowded station.

The middle-aged man took off the high-collared round hat buttoned on his head, gritted his teeth and pressed his wand against his throat and whispered:

"The memory cancellation headquarters, the entrance of nine and three-quarters of the station needs the support of a large number of memory cancellation officers!"

"Damn it!" A deep voice that couldn't distinguish between men and women came into the middle-aged man's ears, "This is the third time today, how do you Aurors work!"

"Do you think I want to!? It's not all because of the bear kids!" The middle-aged man threw his hat to the ground angrily, "The bunch of brats just now! I have already sent out the signal..."

……

When there was a chaos in King's Cross Station, Mike and his party, who had reached platform 9 and three-quarters, were playing with hippie smiles.

"Mike! You are so bad! I like it!"

"Yes, did you see it? The guard's face was almost green just now!"

"Hahahaha..."

Mike smiled and responded to the words of Franklin and the others, but his eyes kept sweeping around in the crowd.

Compared with previous years, many changes have taken place in this year's platform nine and three-quarters.

First of all, the former guard.

In previous years, although the Ministry of Magic would also send some strikers to squat on the 9th and three-quarters platform to maintain order, the number of guards this year is much larger, and judging from the equipment of the guards who keep walking back and forth in the crowd, these People should not be the hitters of previous years, but the regular Aurors!

Obviously, although Fudge didn't want to admit it, he still subconsciously accepted the fact that Voldemort had returned, otherwise he would never be nervous to such a degree.

Obviously he is not the only one who is nervous.

Compared with previous years, although the number of people on the platform has not decreased, most of these people are parents who come to send their children to school, and these parents all have worried expressions.

This shows that after receiving the news that Voldemort may have returned, many parents chose to take their children to leave the country of right and wrong, and the parents who chose to stay were obviously very worried about the safety of their children.

Just as Mike was observing the people around him, a siren suddenly sounded.

The students who had not boarded the train all said goodbye to their reluctant parents, and got into the train under their worried eyes.

Mike saw all this in his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter, and immediately took Franklin and others onto the train that was about to start.

Because of becoming the prefect, Mike must first go to the prefect car to obey the orders of the student council chairman.

And when Mike entered the prefect car alone, it was filled with people early.

"Mike!"

"Oh! Our champion is here!"

"Hello, I am……"

……

Mike was surrounded by people as soon as he entered the carriage. The prefects who had been sitting quietly in their seats without saying a word all smiled and greeted Mike enthusiastically.

"Hello, you too, nice to meet you..."

Helpless Mike with a formulaic smile on his face, shaking hands with these prefects one by one.

In the corner of the carriage, Hermione and Ron looked at Mike who was surrounded by people in surprise.

"He is really popular."

Hermione muttered with her mouth slightly open.

And Ron, who was beside him, showed a wry smile. For Mike, he was a little jealous and unconvinced at the beginning.

After all, watching the little friends who talked and laughed with me on weekdays suddenly turned into a big celebrity, not everyone can accept it.

But as Mike proved himself time and time again, Ron's jealousy and hatred slowly disappeared.

There is no other reason, the gap is so big, it is so desperate!

It was not until all the prefects were levelled that Mike found Hermione and Ron in a corner of the carriage.

"Hermione, Ron." Mike stepped up, "Are you also the prefect?"

"Yes!"

Hermione nodded heavily, her eyes full of pride.

And Ron beside him just silently nodded.

Mike smiled, and just about to say some blessings, a shrill female voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Mike, you think it's weird too, right?" A cute girl in a Slytherin uniform, but with a lot of pimples, came to Mike's side and said, "Ron Weasley is a trash The prefect of Gryffindor! Oh! I think there must be something wrong with it. I always think Harry is the best candidate for the prefect (she looks in the direction of everyone in Slytherin), what do you think What?"

The girl's words directly caused an astonishing laughter erupted in the carriage, and the two senior Slytherin chiefs echoed the girl's words while constantly making faces in Ron's direction.

Even the other prefects of the Gryffindor house were silent after hearing the girl's words.

Obviously, they, like the girl, think that Harry is the best candidate for the new prefect.

In this laughter, Ron clenched his fists, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to attack, he could only lower his head, his face almost buried in his crotch.

"Shut up! Parkinson!"

Hermione’s voice passed across the carriage like a thunder. Everyone stopped laughing and looked at her in shock.

They didn't expect Hermione's slightly smaller body to make such a loud sound.

"You are totally jealous! Jealous that Ron can be the superior but your little lover Malfoy can't be!" Hermione sneered, "Just admit it! Malfoy is far worse than Ron!"

Hearing that Mike reacted immediately, his eyes swept across the Slytherin people, and he didn't find Malfoy as expected.

The person who replaced Malfoy and became the Slytherin prefect turned out to be Chris, who is sitting in the center of the Slytherin at the moment!

On the other side, Ron, who was still bowing his head, suddenly raised his head and looked at Hermione blankly. His eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears faintly flickering.

And Pansy Parkinson was shaking with Hermione's anger, and pointed to Ron and said to Hermione:

"Fart! Draco is ten thousand times stronger than this trash! Look at his old robe, his mother must have changed it with his old rag!"

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Ron, and saw that although his robe was clean, there were obvious traces of stitching and the size was a bit small.

Suddenly, the loud laughter of the Slytherins echoed in the carriage again.

Pansy snorted heavily, hands on hips, triumphantly watching Hermione who was so angry that he couldn't speak, and Ron, who had buried his head between his legs, with a triumphant gesture.

But in the next moment, a big hand slapped her face heavily.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the laughter in the carriage stopped abruptly.

Pansy covered her face and looked at Mike who slapped her in shock, and Hermione screamed directly next to her.

"Go and apologize!"

Mike’s cold words made Pansy shiver, she pointed at Mike and screamed:

"You dare to hit me! How dare you..."

As Pansy screamed, the Slytherin chiefs sitting in the distance also reacted, and they all got up to teach Mike a lesson, but Chris reached out and stopped them.

Slowly, Chris stood up expressionlessly, pulled the trembling Pansy away under the gaze of everyone, and stood in front of Mike.

"You... are you too much!"

"Really? I don't think so!"

Mike and Chris faced each other coldly, and the rest of the car also reacted quickly.

The Slytherin people gathered behind Chris, while the prefects of the other three academies stood on Mike's side.

For a time, in this not-so-large prefect car, the two groups of people were quite distinct, and they were at war!

The inferiority of the number makes the prefects behind Chris very nervous, their eyes scanned back and forth on the people on the opposite side, very disturbed.

"I repeat," the blackthorn wand appeared silently in Mike's hand, "Go and apologize!"

Mike's movement caused the Slytherin chiefs behind Chris to shake.

They are not fools. Mike is now recognized as the first person at Hogwarts. Under the current circumstances, if they really do it, they will definitely be beaten badly.

So, their eyes all fell on Chris, waiting for Chris' decision and Pansy, with tears in his eyes, shrank directly behind Chris.

Chris’s expression at the moment seemed so gloomy that he could squeeze out the water. He stared at Mike fiercely. After a long silence, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Pansy, who was hiding behind him, and slammed Pansy directly towards Mike. Fell over!

"Peng!"

There was a loud noise, and Pansy fell heavily in front of Mike.

"No! Chris! You can't..."

Pansy looked incredulous, using both hands and feet, instinctively wanted to climb to Chris' side again, but the next moment, her body suddenly froze.

Because a black magic wand has been aimed at her.

"I don't want to repeat it a third time."

Mike said expressionlessly, the tip of Pansy's wand in his hand was already flashing a faint red light.

A water stain spread from under Pansy, and she looked up at Mike in horror.

And when the red light on Mike's wand became brighter, Pansy couldn't stand it anymore, and tears flowed from her swollen face like a bank burst.

She whispered in a trembling, ambiguous voice:

"Yes... I'm sorry."

"I can not hear!"

Pansy was frightened by Mike's roar, she finally collapsed and screamed:

"sorry Sorry!……"