Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Chapter 564 The Long-lost Filch

At the beginning of July, London finally became a little clearer, but unlike the summer that most people imagine, the temperature in London has not risen, and it is still in the very pleasant range of [-] degrees.

Mike walked on the streets of London with Franklin and others, looking at the cars coming and going and the pedestrians in beautiful clothes, it felt like a world away.

He had spent most of his time in the wizarding world in the past few years, which made him almost forget what Muggle life was supposed to be like.

After sighing for a while, Mike continued to move forward.

Their destination was a building on the banks of the Thames, which was also a branch of the Los Santos Group.

There today, Mike will discuss the next cooperation between the two parties with representatives sent by various minority groups such as goblins, Muggle wizards, centaurs and witches.

Mike had already expected that these guys would come to him.

But what Mike didn't expect was that they would come so soon.

Mike thought they could hold on for a while longer.

It seems that Mike still overestimated them.

And the reason why Mike set the meeting place at the Los Santos Group branch is precisely because of his distrust of these guys.

After all, those guys are all greedy guys. As long as they have enough interests, they won't hesitate to ask them to sell Mike.

While thinking, Mike and others have already arrived at their destination.

This is an old building, but unlike the general old buildings of this period, the exterior walls of this building, which is used as a branch of the Los Santos Group, did not install those glass sheets of chromatic light, but retained The excuse of the old window frames is removed, which also makes the building look unique.

Of course, the special charm is based on Mike’s aesthetics. In the eyes of most people in this era, this is just an ordinary old building.

At this time, in the lobby on the ground floor of the Los Santos branch, countless people in shabby and strange clothes were gathering here to line up to receive the food and clothes distributed by the Los Santos Group.

These things are relief supplies specially prepared by the Los Santos Group. Due to the Ministry of Magic’s crackdown on minority groups during this period, the voice of anti-minority groups in the wizarding society is becoming stronger and stronger, which also leads to many Muggles who still have jobs. The wizard was instantly unemployed.

In this case, they had to rely on the relief of Los Santos to survive.

Of course, not all the Muggle wizards gathered in the lobby of the Los Santos branch, there are also many Squibs who have a hard life, and they are also on the list that can receive relief supplies.

It's easy to tell a Squib from a Muggle wizard because they've always loathed each other, and even queues have to be divided into two piles.

Squibs are jealous of Muggle wizards' ability to cast spells, but at the same time look down on Muggle wizards because of their blood.

Muggle wizards think that those squibs without the ability to cast spells are completely useless, and they are a waste of food if they are alive.

Mike doesn't care about this kind of thing, and often he even has the same idea as his fellow Muggle wizards, thinking that these squibs are hopeless waste.

It is precisely because of the lack of use value that Mike did not even contact the Squib during this multi-party meeting.

And the reason why Mike included the squibs in the relief list was just because he wanted the squibs to show off and let other minority groups know that their Los Santos Group treats all groups equally.

After observing the gathered crowd for a while, after finding that the scene was orderly and there was no looting, Mike led a group of Freemasons towards the elevator.

But before he had gone far, a small figure suddenly stood in front of him
Mike looked down, and saw a big, skinny, gray cat coiled at his feet.

Mike's expression became a little weird, because he always felt that the cat in front of him looked familiar.

After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively called out:

"Mrs. Norris?"

"Meow!~"

The big cat in front of him let out a soft cry, then lay on Mike's feet and began to lick its fur.

Mike stopped Franklin from trying to catch Mrs. Norris and began to look around.

He knew very well that since Mrs. Norris was here, Filch must be there too.

Sure enough, after looking around for a while, he easily spotted Filch in the line of Squibs.

However, Filch's appearance at this moment has changed dramatically from when he was at Hogwarts.

He became thinner, and at the same time, there were more white hairs on the top of his head, and he looked as if he might collapse at any time.

Seeing Mike and the others looking towards him, Filch instinctively wanted to cover his face with the hood.

Mike knew very well that this was Filch's fragile pride at work, although everyone in Hogwarts knew that he was a squib, but he himself never admitted this fact.

Of course, Filch's move may also be because he is afraid that Mike and others will retaliate against him.

After all, he had troubled Mike and Franklin a lot at Hogwarts back then, and now that he has lost his status as a janitor, it is quite normal for him to be retaliated against.

Shaking his head, Mike didn't intend to take revenge on the poor old Squib. He leaned over and slapped Mrs. Norris twice, and after removing them from his feet, he was ready to move on.

But at this moment, from the corner of Mike's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Filch, who was still pretending not to know him and the others in the distance, suddenly rushed over.

Franklin beside Mike was the first to react, and the wand in his hand pointed at Filch almost instantly.

Filch, who was pointed at by the wand, froze immediately, and the muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably, but he still forced out a humble smile and kept bowing to Mike without saying a word.

Looking at the other's hunched body, Mike naturally understood what he meant, and with a light flick of his finger, Mrs. Norris, who was licking fur at his feet, automatically floated back to Filch's side.

Seeing this, Filch was overjoyed, and bowed deeply to Mike, then picked up Mrs. Norris, and returned to the squib team.

It's a pity that his original position was already taken, so he had to start queuing from the beginning.

But even so, Filch didn't show any displeasure. He hugged Mrs. Norris and walked quickly to the end of the line, his face still full of a happy smile that was lost and found.

Mike witnessed all this, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

He turned sideways slightly, and said to Victor without turning his head:
"How's your research on that wand called?"

"Reusable automatic magic wand! This name is not long, I sincerely hope you can remember it, boss!" Victor said with a roll of his eyes, "Currently the automatic magic wand has been developed to version 2.0, and I don't want to lower its effect. Now some cheap materials are used to replace the original materials, but the cost is still relatively high.”

"Oh! I see." Mike continued without turning his head. "Then, can this automatic wand release the Killing Curse?"

"This is impossible! The Killing Curse is different from ordinary spells. Its release requires strong emotions, which cannot be done by alchemy machines!"

"Then what about the Shadowless Curse?"

Hearing that Victor didn't answer immediately, but followed Mike's gaze to Filch who was queuing up, his expression suddenly became strange.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally said:
"It's possible, but the magic power consumed by the Shadowless Magic Curse is relatively large. If it is used by squibs, their magic power will be exhausted after only a few strokes."

"That's it." Mike murmured, "Then let's mass-produce some magic wands and distribute them to those squibs, and let them be our cannon fodder."

As soon as this remark came out, not only Victor, but everyone else was shocked.

Benjamin frowned and persuaded:

"Mike, this is not a good deal. Even if those squibs have the ability to cast spells, they won't help much."

"It's up to him, it's decided."

After saying that, Mike walked into the elevator without looking back, leaving only Benjamin and the others staring at each other.

They really couldn't understand what Mike was thinking.

Fortunately, the Los Santos Group has a big business, let alone mass-produce a batch of magic wands, even if they distribute a set of daily-use wands to all the Squibs in the country, it will not have any impact on the operation of the group .

Shaking their heads, everyone finally decided not to pursue the matter, and followed Mike into the elevator.

The door of the elevator closed gradually. Looking at Filch and Mrs. Norris who were slowly disappearing from his vision, the corners of Mike's mouth raised slightly.

Why would Mike do this?
This question is not even clear to himself.

Is it because I feel sorry for Squibs like Filch, so I give them some hope?
Or do you simply think the scene where Filch raises his wand and attacks the Ministry of Magic Aurors is more interesting, want to take a look?
Or, both?
Who knows?

……

Pushing open the door of the conference room, Mike walked in with a group of Freemasons.

At this time, several people were already seated on the large conference table in the conference room.

Among them, sitting at the top on the right side of the conference table was an old woman in a white dress with her white hair tied up.

This is the representative sent by the group of witches, and at the same time the leader of the well-known group 'Daughter of the Federation' in the circle of ladies - Catherine Deller.

And the first place under her is the current president of Gringotts - Tongmen.

The remaining people are Gero representing the centaur, Lilith representing the mermaid, and Karen Quite representing the Muggle wizard.

It is worth mentioning that Lilith, the representative of the mermaid, is a very pure-looking mermaid woman, and she is also very 'fierce'!
Just like those recorded in the Muggle fairy tales, Lilith's fish tail covered with crimson scales was immersed in a huge fish tank, and her upper body only used two shells as decorations to cover up the cruelty.

For some reason, upon seeing her, Mike remembered the portrait of a mermaid in the Hogwarts prefect's bathroom.

Seeing Mike and others appear, Karen stood up from his seat in an instant and walked up to meet them quickly.

"Mr. Townley, I finally see you!"

This is a middle-aged Caucasian wizard, but unlike ordinary middle-aged people, the excess hair on his face has been dealt with thoroughly, which makes him look clean and energetic.

In particular, he still has piercing eyes and a sharp-edged face. The combination of the two adds a bit of righteousness to him.

It's a pity that at this moment, this righteous face is wearing an extremely flattering expression, and Mike is very surprised by the contrast.

After looking at the other party for a long time, Mike stretched out his hand and held the other party's hand together.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Quate."

"It's my honor." Karen said excitedly, "Mr. Townley, just call me Karen."

"Okay, Karen, then you'll have to call me Mike, too."

……

Mike and Karen talked for a while before finally returning to the conference table.

At this time, the witch Catherine and the goblin Bronze Gate nodded to Mike, while the centaur Jie Luo raised his head proudly, as if he didn't bother to talk to Mike.

As for the mermaid Lilith, she kept laughing at Mike with a charming smile on her face. It seemed that if her lower body was still unable to move in the fish tank, she would have jumped into Mike's arms when he appeared just now. .

After greeting everyone one by one, Mike stopped talking nonsense to them. First, he arranged for the Masons to sit on the left side of the conference table, and then he sat in the top seat, and said to Karen and the others:

"Tell me, everyone, why did you come to see me today?"

Hearing this, Catherine, Tongmen and the others looked at each other, and finally all their eyes were on the Muggle wizard Karen.

Karen's body froze immediately, but under the pressure of everyone's gaze, she finally got up and said to Mike with a smile on her face:
"Mr. Townley, you know, our days have not been easy recently."

Hearing that the other party still did not change his name, Mike nodded with a smile.

It can be seen that this guy named Karen is very good at business and hates flattery.

But that doesn't earn him points at the negotiating table.

Then Mike said:

"Of course I know this. You should have seen it when I came here just now. I set up a relief point downstairs. Muggle wizards, squibs, and even intelligent creatures of other races are on the relief list. I can’t go down anymore, and I can come to receive relief at any time. I think this is the best of humanity, right?”

Hearing this, the expression on Karen's face suddenly became complicated. He looked at McKenna's half-smile face, and was about to continue talking, but he heard the centaur next to him suddenly jump onto the conference table, holding his The spear in his hand was aimed at Mike.

"The horsemen don't need your charity!"

The centaur Gero roared and was about to stab the spear in his hand, but it was obviously not a wise choice to use something like a spear to assassinate a legendary wizard.

"boom!"

The people in the meeting room only heard an explosion, and then a group of thick red and black flames appeared in front of Mike out of thin air!

(End of this chapter)