Chapter 479： The trouble is coming

The peace at Hogwarts lasted until the day before the Christmas holiday.

In the early morning of this day, the sky was just shining, and a woman wearing a black dress and a black veil stood in front of the gate of Hogwarts Castle.

Hogwarts in the early winter morning is always shrouded in a cold fog. This woman looks like she has been waiting in the cold fog for a long time, which causes her body to hang dense dewdrops and even her slightly gray black hair. There are also on the tip.

The dress on the woman is very delicate, but it looks like a few more years. The long skirt that should have been jet black has become less black at this time, especially the places where the joints are often moved have even been worn. She was whitish, and the tulle on top of her head was even more unbearable. Under the attack of dewdrops, it was already soaked, lying softly on the woman's head and face, and the color was somewhat transparent.

Of course, in addition to the fact that women often wear this dress, it may also be due to improper preservation. After all, the dress is originally manufactured as a consumable, especially the top veil, even if it is left. It will change color quickly if not used.

Obviously, such an old dress does not have much insulation effect. Although the woman has been trying to control her, her not-so-strong body is still shivering in the cold mist.

"Crunch!~"

With a grinning sound, the gate of Hogwarts Castle was opened.

Filch held an oil lamp and walked out crouched, while Mrs. Lorice followed him, curiously looking at the woman standing outside the door.

As soon as she saw Filch, the tremor of the woman's body decreased a lot. She raised her head slightly and pointed her nostrils at Filch.

Filch didn't say much, he curled his lips and made a please gesture:

"Let's go, Mrs. Kent."

After saying that, Filch walked into the castle without looking back, and the woman called Mrs. Kent was obviously frozen, so although he was not satisfied with Filch's attitude, she still followed the castle.

The two slowly walked through the hall. At this time, many students who were eating breakfast had gathered in the auditorium. They looked at the strange combination with curiosity on their faces.

Mrs. Kent shook her body instinctively, trying to get rid of the dew on her body. These crystal clear gadgets made her dress that was not black enough to look whiter.

It's a pity that such an approach has no effect other than making her somewhat messy hair messier. Mrs. Kent, who realized this, lowered her head sadly-she felt ashamed!

With this lowered head, Mrs. Kent saw a cat with a weird coat sniffing her shoes.

It was a pair of black deerskin women's flat shoes, also a little white due to lack of maintenance and age, and now there are many brown mud spots on it.

"Are you even laughing at me?"

An old voice filled with anger came from Mrs. Kent's mouth, and then she kicked Mrs. Lorris fiercely.

However, Mrs. Lorris swiftly avoided, and Mrs. Kent almost fell by herself.

As soon as she wanted to continue the pursuit, Mrs. Lorice had fled to Filch's side a long time ago, and was talking to Filch with her head up, meowing and talking to Filch that no one understood.

Filch soothed Mrs. Lorris with a distressed little fish, then turned his head and said angrily:

"You vicious old witch!"

After saying that, Filch turned his head and moved on, but the speed became extremely fast.

Mrs. Kent was obviously not a bully either. She opened her mouth to scold, but she soon realized that this was at Hogwarts. Looking at the students around, she could only shut her mouth and walk towards Filch. Chase.

Filch's body is very strong, actually full of swollen muscles under his torn clothes.

This is what Myrtle told Mike when Mike went to take a bath in the prefect’s bathroom a few days ago. She also asked Mike to keep it secret, because it was too embarrassing to peek at Filch’s bath, and she didn’t want to be taken as it was. Casual girls.

The strong body made Filch's speed extremely fast, and Mrs. Kent had to run to barely keep up with her fast walking.

Finally, Filch stopped next to the monster stone statue in front of the principal's office. He first read the password and opened the passage, and then looked at Mrs. Kent who was late and panting.

"Humph!"

Filch snorted and left without looking back.

And Mrs. Kent sipped at his back, then took out the mirror and began to organize her makeup.

It's a pity that the makeup she prepared carefully before she set out has long since become messy and beyond repair, but she is still trying her best to make up.

After half an hour, the monster stone statue hiding by the side couldn't see it, and said helplessly:

"Are you still going in?"

The sudden sound made Mrs. Kent startled, and she almost threw out the small mirror in her hand.

She hurriedly retracted the mirror, smiled awkwardly at the monster stone statue, and then raised her head and walked toward the passage with her head held up.

At the moment, in the principal's office, Dumbledore, Snape, Kingsley, and Professor Flivy were sitting around a large coffee table that was temporarily set up without a word.

Not far from them, Mike was teasing Phoenix Fox on the shelf.

They gathered here today to solve a problem. Clark, as the prefect of Ravenclaw's seventh grade, was found by Mike and taken away by an assassin. This was obviously unacceptable to Dumbledore.

He had the same opinion as Hermione, even if Clark was really an assassin, he should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for a ruling instead of just being lynched by Mike.

This is a great blow to his authority. If he is indifferent to this matter, everyone in Hogwarts will be in danger, because Mike can put unwarranted charges on others at will and execute them. Drop.

In order to solve this problem completely, Dumbledore not only invited Kingsley, who represented the Ministry of Magic, but also Clark's mother.

Of course, this is only a superficial reason.

In fact, Dumbledore's real purpose was just to hit Mike, so that he could feel the presence of himself as a principal, so that Mike didn't get too far.

For this purpose, he secretly arranged a special person to protect Mrs. Kent, otherwise, with Mike's current power, it would be a simple matter for him to make Mrs. Kent disappear silently.

It's just that his own beating seems to have no effect on Mike.

Dumbledore thought, looking at Mike, who looked as usual and teased the birds.

At the same time, a trace of doubt arose in his heart, why could Domac still get Phoenix's favor by doing so many vicious things?

Mike didn't understand this question himself, but he didn't delve into it because it was obviously a good thing.

Mike touched the soft feathers on top of Phoenix's head, took out a large piece of white freshness from his pocket and fed it to Phoenix Fox.

He likes this phoenix very much, its ability is too strong.

"You shouldn't feed it, it's already very fat, and its staple food should be flames. If you do this, it will have indigestion. By the way, how is my great-great-grandson? Have you married a wife? Give birth to children to continue the glory of the Black family?"

A serious and heavy voice came from Mike's head. Mike knew without even looking. It must be the magical portrait of Sirius' great-great-grandfather, the most unpopular principal.

Faced with his inquiry, Mike was not interested in answering at all, and continued to feed Fox.

"You nasty bear boy, if I were still the principal of Hogwarts, I must put you in confinement!" said the principal Black in the portrait as the expression on his face suddenly became gloat, "but you don't Respect the old man’s retribution? It’s coming soon, right away...hehehe!"

Accompanied by the strange laughter of Blake's portrait, the door to the principal's office was opened, and Mrs. Kent walked in with her head high.

For a while, Dumbledore and others, who were all sitting on the sofa, stood up one after another and looked at Mrs. Kent.

"Good morning, Mrs. Kent."

Dumbledore said with a smile, and with a wave of his wand, another sofa chair appeared next to the empty coffee table.

However, Mrs. Kent didn't mean to sit. She stepped forward and grabbed Dumbledore's robe, choked and said:

"Principal Dumbledore, where is Clark? Where is Clark?"

Dumbledore's eyes flashed a little bit of unbearableness. He had asked Mike this question before, but he just smiled.

But this is not important, because based on Dumbledore's knowledge of Mike, Clark is probably gone.

But out of humanitarianism, Dumbledore did not tell Mrs. Kent this, but only said that Clark was missing.

After taking a long breath, Dumbledore glanced over Mrs. Kent's wet dress and still trembling body, and said softly:

"Sit down first, we can talk slowly."

Speaking of Dumbledore's wand moved again, a warm wind blew up from Mrs. Kent's footsteps and dried all the clothes on his body.

Mrs. Kent gave Dumbledore a grateful look, then wiped the corners of the red eyes and sat down.

"Let me introduce you first," Dumbledore said. "This is the dean of Slytherin College, Professor Snape. This is the dean of Ravenclaw College, Professor Flitwick. This is Mr. Kingsley from the Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic."

Following Dumbledore's introduction, several people present greeted Mrs. Kent one after another. Mrs. Kent also lost her previous arrogant appearance, and replied respectfully.

In the end, Dumbledore finally turned his eyes to Mike standing beside Phoenix Fox.

"As for this one, he is a student at Ravenclaw College, Mike Townley. At the same time...the one who took Clark away."

Mrs. Kent looked in the direction that Dumbledore was pointing, and saw a tall blond boy leaning halfway on a shelf where a flaming red bird was standing, looking at herself with a smile.

In an instant, Mrs. Kent's expression became savage, and she bounced off the sofa chair violently, waving her skinny arms and leaping towards Mike.

"You return my son!"

The expressions of Dumbledore, Flyvy and others changed drastically, but Mike didn't mean to dodge at all. With a slight flick of the index finger of his right hand, a blue magical light struck the rushing figure!

A hint of surprise flashed through Mrs. Kent's dark brown eyes. She seemed to have never expected Mike to attack her in such a place!

She instinctively wanted to avoid, but her speed was too fast, it was too late.

At this very moment, a white light flashed behind Mrs. Kent, and a hazy white light instantly enveloped her.

"boom!"

There was a muffled noise, and Mrs. Kent squatted down on the ground, looking at Mike in horror.

A hint of surprise flashed across Mike's face. Just now, Snape did it.

That cold and bad guy would protect an old woman who couldn't fight him, which was a bit beyond Mike's expectation.

On the other side, Dumbledore and Kingsley's faces were extremely gloomy. Mike's behavior just now couldn't be described as daring, it was completely treating them as nothing!

Dumbledore was instinctively ready to ask questions, but Professor Flitwick yelled before him:

"Mike!"

Mike nodded apologetically to Professor Flitwick, and then looked at Mrs. Kent who was sitting on the ground.

"Sorry, Mrs. Kent, I just reacted completely instinctively. To be honest, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

After saying this, Mike hooked up again Then the wooden floor under Mrs. Kent’s buttocks began to take root and raised Mrs. Kent, and a chair with green leaves on it appeared soon. .

Mrs. Kent seemed to have not recovered from what happened just now, and stammered and replied:

"Yes... I'm sorry."

Then she looked at Snape who had just shot to help her block the attack, her mouth opened slightly as if to say something to thank, but soon she bowed her head with a complicated expression again and said nothing.

In fact, no one at the scene knew except for her and the other party. She and Snape used to be classmates of the same grade and the same college.

But the relationship between the two of them was not very good, or to put it bluntly, Mrs. Kent could even be regarded as a campus bully at the beginning, and she often bullied Snape.

But now, that sloppy nose has become a world-famous potion master, but the nasty and pretentious eldest lady at the beginning is already in despair.

Such a huge gap made Mrs. Kent unable to speak no matter what.

But Snape, who had given Mrs. Kent a huge shock, still remained expressionless and sat quietly on the sofa, as if everything here was nothing to him, he was just a bystander.

In fact, his heart is as calm as his expression. He didn't recognize Mrs. Kent at all. The other party was just an insignificant character to him, and there was no need to remember it. The shot just now was just his instinct. That was all, because he had been secretly guarding Mike's side.

It can be said that Mrs. Kent is completely passionate.