Chapter 245 Blake’s Dream

Mike is very happy to have reached a contract with Black. According to the content of the contract, when Mike can make Black redress the injustice or hand over Peter Pettigrew to him, then Mike will be able to obtain the magic books in the Black family vault.

Neither of these things were difficult for Mike.

The former only needs to tell Dumbledore about the Marauder's Map. Now that almost all of Dumbledore's truly trustworthy men have died in the previous battle with Voldemort, it is impossible for him to give up Black.

The latter was even simpler. Peter Pettigrew was lying in Ron's dormitory right now. All he had to do was catch him and let Black kill him.

According to common sense, Mike should choose the latter. After all, this can prevent Dumbledore from taking away the treasure of the Marauder's Map, and can also permanently eliminate the trouble of Peter Pettigrew.

But out of appreciation and compassion for Blake, Mike chose the former.

Mike, who was in a happy mood, returned to school after instructing Shuke to do what Black asked. And early the next morning, when Mike walked out of the Ravenclaw lounge, he was stunned.

I saw a crowd of people in front of the Yingshou door knocker. These people rushed up the moment they saw Mike appear, chattering.

"Mike! Please teach me the Patronus Charm!"

"Yes Mike! Just help us!"

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The voices of these people were so noisy that Mike couldn't hear what they were talking about at all, so he could only raise his wand and cast an explosive spell.

As the tip of Mike's staff cracked, the crowd finally fell silent.

"Please be quiet, everyone! I can understand everyone's mood, but my power alone is limited, so I can't satisfy everyone." Mike shook his hands and said, "Let's do this! If you want to join the Patron Saint For those who want to take the spell course, please sign up in the auditorium at 1 p.m.! We will select the best candidates!"

After Mike finished speaking, the crowd roared again. Mike's selective teaching behavior obviously did not satisfy some people, and some people in the crowd even started to complain directly.

In the eyes of these people, they come to Mike to study to give Mike face, and they are not ashamed to ask!

Now Mike's behavior is a complete slap in their face.

Mike naturally doesn't care about these. Those who complain are basically purebloods and mixed-bloods with some family backgrounds. These people are not his targets.

Then, the tip of Mike's staff made an explosion again.

The explosion this time was much louder than the last time. Many people present looked ugly and covered their ears.

"I've said what I need to say, now! Get out of here right away!" Mike said with a steady face, "This is the territory of Ravenclaw Academy! If you dare to make trouble here! Don't blame me for being rude. !”

Facts have proved that the effect of threats of force is obviously much better than good words. After Mike put down his cruel words, the people present remembered Mike's identity as a duel champion and left the scene one after another.

After finishing all this, Mike returned to the lounge after seeing that the crowd had dissipated.

Penello has been much more relaxed these days, thanks to his Masonic connections.

As Mike's girlfriend and a veteran member of the Freemasonry, Penello no longer has to worry about future employment after graduation.

As a result, she basically gave up on tedious and useless courses such as Arithmetic Divination and Muggle Studies, and concentrated on studying major subjects such as spells and potions that could enhance her own strength.

The result is that she spends more time in the lounge.

So when Mike returned to the lounge, he found Penello without much effort.

"Penelo, we may be busy this afternoon." Mike pulled Penelo to a deserted corner and said, "There are countless people who want to come to my class now, and we must raise the threshold for screening."

"Hmm. So how do you want to filter?"

"It's very simple. Except for those who are familiar with us or have great potential, all wizards are chosen to be Muggle-born!" Mike spread his hands and said, "You have to remember that those wizards are Muggle-born. Those who really wear the same pants as us, we have common interests with them. In addition, the plans of peripheral organizations can also begin to be implemented."

Penello had a look of surprise on her face when she heard this. She thought from the beginning that Mike's peripheral organization plan would be successful, but what she didn't expect was that Mike would move so fast.

Regardless of what Penello thought, Mike said to himself: "The name of our peripheral organization is called 'Los Santos Student Club.' The external name of this plan is called 'Los Santos Student Support Plan.' The purpose is to provide support for Los Santos students." The company will cultivate more outstanding employees. Of course, this is just an external reason, you know the real purpose."

"I want you to identify those with potential among these screened people and invite them to join this club. As long as they join, they will receive student loans and a large amount of study materials. In exchange, these people will graduate. After that, priority should be given to working in Los Santos Company.”

"This...then what can we get?"

Penello's expression was a little strange. She could foresee that once this plan was implemented, it would consume a huge amount of gold galleons. Investing those galleons elsewhere will yield greater returns.

This made her very puzzled. In her opinion, Mike was completely losing money to make money. You must know that loans also have bad debts!

"You don't understand. Just do as I say."

Mike had a weird smile on his face, and Penello didn't understand how terrifying this kind of 'student loan' was.

Take the education loans in the coal country in the previous life as an example. Although this huge loan gave the teenagers at the bottom the opportunity to get a better education, it also saddled them with a large amount of debt.

Even Mr. Omar, the first black president of coal country in his previous life! He also paid off his education loan at the age of 43!

Although it was due to the large number of installments, it was enough to prove the huge amount of the loan.

The same goes for Hogwarts. Although Hogwarts seems to have free tuition, accommodation, and food, in fact, if you want to learn advanced knowledge, there is no chance if you don’t spend money!

If you want to learn Potions well, how can the experiments in class alone be enough? How can you get good grades without spending money to buy materials and do experiments yourself?

There is no good venue for the study of spells. How can you practice those powerful and complex spells?

How can you expand your knowledge of ancient magic texts if you don’t go find more ancient texts to study by yourself?

And when these people borrowed huge amounts of money from Mike in order to learn, they officially stepped into Mike's trap.

There are not many employment opportunities in the wizarding world. When faced with a small number of choices, these educated senior talents will most likely choose to join the Los Santos Company out of gratitude to Mike, and their monthly salary must be paid. Spending more than half of it to pay the original tuition loan means that Mike has recruited a group of talents out of thin air at an extremely cheap price that he would never have been able to recruit at all!

Of course, these are all benefits in the future, and now, the direct reward that Mike can get from doing this is the gratitude of those Muggle students!

Mike was sure that once this plan was implemented, the vast majority of Muggle students in Hogwarts would worship him as a god!

On this side, Mike was discussing the details of the plan with Penello, and an extremely important discussion was also going on in the principal's office in the same castle.

Fudge was terrified when he first became Minister of Magic. At that time, he had a very clear understanding of his abilities. He could not compare to Dumbledore in terms of personal bravery or strategy.

But what Dumbledore did over the years made him swell. He began to think that no matter how powerful Dumbledore was personally, he was no match for him, the captain of the Magic Force.

But when Fudge came to Hogwarts again today, he discovered that he was wrong. Dumbledore was still the powerful legendary wizard from the beginning, and he was still the incompetent fat man. Nothing had changed.

Today was the first time in his life that he had seen Dumbledore so angry.

"I don't think those Dementors are fit to be around Hogwarts anymore. What do you think?"

Dumbledore's voice had no ups and downs, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

But Fudge shivered violently after hearing this.

Although it was a question, Fudge did not think that Dumbledore was asking for his opinion, so under such high pressure, Fudge said: "I... Got it!"

After saying these words, Fudge became weak and his clenched hands relaxed.

He felt very weak at this moment.

After all, wizard society is different from Muggle society. Here there is extremely powerful personal force. In front of these humanoid nuclear bombs, I am as helpless as a young child with no strength.

What's more, the humanoid nuclear bomb named Dumbledore in front of him is much stronger than him in terms of reputation and political strength. If Dumbledore jumps out now and says that Fudge is a waste, he is prepared to become the Minister of Magic himself. If so, Fudge felt that he had no hope of victory.

So he compromised. Power is a man's elixir. Fudge has experienced the benefits that power has brought him over the years. He doesn't want to lose it yet, so he can only compromise.

But when he walked out of Hogwarts, he felt deeply humiliated.

This shouldn't be like this. He is obviously the supreme ruler of the British wizarding world, but at this moment he is like a puppet controlled remotely by Dumbledore!

The originally relaxed fists were clenched together again, and the blunt nails dug into the flesh. After a while, scarlet blood dripped onto the ground, but Fudge was completely unaware of it.

After an unknown amount of time, the fat fists relaxed again. Fudge took a deep look at Hogwarts Castle and left Hogwarts under the escort of the surrounding Aurors.

Life still has to go by. The exposure of the dementors who were expelled by Dumbledore after repeatedly invading Hogwarts will cause a huge blow to his prestige, and only by catching Black as soon as possible can the losses suffered Become the smallest, and only by catching Black as soon as possible can the public believe that he is still a capable minister.

Fudge left as secretly as he came, and almost no one knew he had been to Hogwarts today.

Black, who was far away in the Shrieking Shack, naturally didn't know either.

In fact, he was arrogantly directing Shuke to place one piece of exquisite furniture where they should be.

He is not at all uncomfortable with directing Shuk to work. He grew up in the Black family and has lived with these house elves since he was a child. In his eyes, house elves are completely hopeless creatures. Only It would be good for them to do more work.

At this moment, Blake no longer looked as embarrassed as before. He was now wearing clean and tidy clothes. He had shaved off all the beard on his chin, and he had trimmed the long hair on his head that had reached his shoulders. , at this time, it was attached to his forehead obediently.

Except that his figure is still so thin and there is a faint hint of white in his hair, he has completely returned to the handsome nobleman he used to be.

He wants to continue living now!

He didn't have this desire at all before. He didn't want to live since James died. The reason why he lived for so long was just to atone for his sins.

But now it's different. Mike weaves a sweet dream for him.

A sweet dream to live with Harry, a chance to make it up to James!

This sweet dream kept him awake at night. Every time he thought about it, he felt like a fool. If he had not been imprisoned in Azkaban, he could have given Harry a better childhood.

Just thinking about all the mistreatment Harry received at his uncle's house made Black so angry that he couldn't help himself, and he wished he could kill those nasty Muggles right now.

I owed Harry a good childhood, but fortunately it was not too late to make up for it now.

Thinking of this, Blake ignored Shuke who was busy, got into his room and reopened the package that he had opened countless times these days.

Lying quietly in the package was a broomstick.

Firebolt, what a beautiful broom!

A smile appeared on Black's face, his hand was touching the broom, his eyes were looking at the broom, but in his mind he was thinking about Harry.

That child is a Quidditch genius just like his father. I believe that with this broom, he will be able to sweep all directions like his father and lead Gryffindor to become a true champion.

Christmas is coming, give him this broom as a Christmas gift!

The smile on Blake's face became thicker and thicker, and his eyes began to become blurry. Before his eyes, it seemed that the time when he was with Harry's father, James, reappeared.