Chapter 486 Trouble Is Coming

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

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

Hogwarts is always shrouded in a cold fog in the winter morning. This woman looks like she has been waiting in the cold fog for a long time. This causes dense dewdrops hanging on her body, even her black hair with some graying. There are also above the tips.

The dress on the woman's body is very delicate, but it looks like it has been there for a few years. The long dress that should have been pitch black has become less black now, especially the joints that are frequently moved and have even been worn away. It was white, and the piece of tulle on her head was even worse. It had already been soaked under the attack of dew, and lay softly on the woman's head and face, and the color was also somewhat transparent.

Of course, apart from the fact that women often wear this dress, the reason for all this may also be due to improper storage. After all, the dress is originally manufactured as a consumable, especially the veil, even if it is left alone It will change color quickly if not used.

Such an old dress obviously does not have much thermal insulation effect. Although the woman has been trying to control it, her body, which is not strong to begin with, is still shivering in the cold fog.

"Crunch!~"

With a sound like grinding teeth, the door to Hogwarts Castle was opened.

Filch carried an oil lamp and walked out with a hunched body, while Mrs. Lorris followed him, curiously looking at the woman standing outside the door.

As soon as she saw Filch, the woman's body trembled much less. She raised her head slightly and pointed at Filch with her nostrils.

Filch didn't say much. He curled his lips and made a gesture of invitation and said:

"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 she was not satisfied with Filch's attitude, she still followed her into the castle.

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

Mrs. Kent shook her body instinctively, trying to shake off the dewdrops on her body. These crystal clear baubles made her dress, which was not black enough, look even whiter.

Unfortunately, this approach had no effect other than making her already messy hair even messier. When Mrs. Kent realized this, she lowered her head sadly - she felt ashamed!

When she lowered her head, Mrs. Kent saw a strange-colored cat sniffing her shoes.

They were a pair of women's flat shoes made of black deerskin. They were also somewhat white due to lack of maintenance and age, and were now splattered with many brown mud spots.

"Are you even laughing at me?"

An old voice filled with anger came out of Mrs. Kent's mouth, and then she kicked Mrs. Lorris hard.

However, Mrs. Lorris nimbly dodged it, and Mrs. Kent almost fell down.

Just when she was about to continue the pursuit, Mrs. Lorris had already fled to Filch's side, and was meowing with her head raised, talking to Filch in words that no one could understand.

Filch felt distressed and comforted Mrs. Lorris with dried small fish, then turned his head and said angrily:

"You evil old witch!"

After saying that, Filch turned around and continued moving forward, but his speed became extremely fast.

Mrs. Kent was obviously not someone to be bullied. She opened her mouth to curse, but soon realized that this was Hogwarts. Looking at the students around her, she could only close her mouth and quickly walked towards Filch. Chase.

Filch's body was very strong, and his ragged clothes were actually full of strong and bulging muscles.

This is what Myrtle told Mike when he went to the prefects' bathroom to take a bath a few days ago. She also asked Mike to keep it secret because it was too embarrassing to peek at Filch taking a bath and she didn't want to be regarded as Any girl.

Filch's strong body allowed him to move extremely fast, and Mrs. Kent had to run to keep up while walking quickly.

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

"snort!"

Filch snorted coldly and left without looking back.

Mrs. Kent spat at his back, then took out the mirror and began to arrange her makeup.

Unfortunately, the makeup she carefully prepared before departure had already become a mess and was irreparable, but she was still trying her best to make up for it.

Half an hour later, the monster stone statue hiding aside couldn't stand it anymore and said helplessly:

"Are you going in or not?"

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

She hurriedly took back the mirror, smiled awkwardly at the monster stone statue, then raised her head and walked into the passage with her head held high.

At this moment, in the principal's office, Dumbledore, Snape, Kingsley and Professor Flitwick were sitting around a large temporary coffee table without saying a word.

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

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

He and Hermione had the same view. Even if Clark was really an assassin, he should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for judgment instead of being lynched by Mike.

This is a huge blow to his authority. If he is indifferent to this matter, everyone in Hogwarts will be in danger, because Mike can pour unfounded charges on others at will and then execute them. Lose.

In order to completely solve this problem, 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 give Mike a beating and let him feel his presence as the principal, so as to prevent Mike from taking advantage of him.

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

However, his beating seemed to have no effect on Mike at all.

Dumbledore thought as he looked at Mike, who was playing with the birds with a normal expression.

At the same time, a trace of doubt arose in his heart, why could Domichael still get the favor of Phoenix after doing so many cruel and vicious things?

Mike himself couldn't figure this out, but he didn't delve into it because it was obviously a good thing.

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

He likes this phoenix very much, its ability is really 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 suffer from indigestion. By the way, how is my great-great-grandson doing recently? Has he married a wife? Give birth to an heir to continue the glory of the Black family?"

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

Mike showed no interest in answering his questions and continued to feed Fox.

"You annoying naughty kid, if I were still the principal of Hogwarts, I would definitely put you in solitary confinement!" Principal Black in the portrait said, and the expression on his face suddenly became gloating, "But you don't The retribution for respecting the elderly is 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 held high.

For a moment, Dumbledore and others, who were originally sitting on the sofa chairs, stood up 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 originally empty coffee table.

However, Mrs. Kent had no intention of sitting down. She stepped forward and grabbed Dumbledore's robe, choking and saying:

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

A trace of unbearability flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. He had also asked Mike this question, but the other party just smiled.

But this doesn't matter, because based on Dumbledore's understanding of Mike, Clark is most likely gone.

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

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

"You'd better sit down first and we can talk slowly."

As he spoke, Dumbledore moved the wand in his hand again, and a warm wind blew from Mrs. Kent's footsteps, drying all the clothes on her body.

Mrs. Kent glanced at Dumbledore gratefully, then wiped the corners of her red eyes and sat down.

"Let me introduce you first," Dumbledore said. "This is the Head of Slytherin House, Professor Snape. This is the Head of Ravenclaw House, Professor Flitwick. This is Mr Kingsley from the Legal Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic."

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

In the end, Dumbledore finally turned his attention to Mike, who was standing next to Phoenix Fawkes.

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

Mrs. Kent looked in the direction Dumbledore pointed, and saw a tall blond boy half-leaning on a shelf with a fiery red bird standing on it, looking at her with a smile.

In just a moment, Mrs. Kent's expression turned ferocious. She jumped up from the sofa chair, waving her skinny arms and rushed towards Mike.

"Give me back my son!"

The expressions of Dumbledore, Flitwick and others changed drastically, but Mike had no intention of dodging at all. With a flick of his right index finger, a blue magical aura struck at the approaching figure!

A trace of surprise flashed across Mrs. Kent's dark brown eyes. She seemed to have never expected that Mike would dare to attack her in such a place!

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

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

"boom!"

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

A trace of surprise also flashed across Mike's face. Just now, Snape took action.

That cold and evil guy would actually protect an old woman who was completely different from him. This was really beyond Mike's expectation.

On the other side, the expressions of Dumbledore and Kingsley were extremely gloomy. Mike's behavior just now could not be described as bold. It was completely treating them as if they were nothing!

Dumbledore instinctively prepared to question him, but Professor Flitwick shouted angrily before him:

"Mike!"

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

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

After speaking, Mike hooked his hand again, and then the wooden floor under Mrs. Kent's butt began to take root and lift Mrs. Kent up. After a while, a chair with green leaves on it appeared.

Mrs. Kent seemed to have not yet recovered from what had just happened. She stuttered and replied:

"Yes...I'm sorry."

Then she looked at Snape, who had just helped her block the attack. She opened her mouth slightly as if she wanted to say something to thank him, but soon she lowered her head with a complicated expression and said nothing.

In fact, no one at the scene except her and the other party knew that she and Snape were once classmates in 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 school bully, and she often bullied Snape.

But now, the slovenly snot-nosed man has become a world-famous potions master, while the eldest lady with a bad personality and a pretentious attitude has fallen into despair.

Such a huge gap left Mrs. Kent speechless and speechless.

Snape, who had given Mrs. Kent a huge shock, was still sitting quietly on the sofa with an expressionless expression, as if everything here had nothing to do with him and he was just a bystander.

In fact, his heart was as calm as his expression. He didn't recognize Mrs. Kent at all. She was just an insignificant role to him, and there was no need to remember it. The action he took just now was just his instinct. It's just a move, because he has actually been secretly guarding against Mike.

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