In the afternoon, the auditorium of the Masonic Secret Realm has begun to get busy.

A dozen waiters hired by the Los Santos Group are quickly decorating the place in preparation for tonight's banquet.

Mike, on the other hand, was wearing a custom-made dark blue suit and sitting in the office expressionlessly.

"boom!"

A slight explosion came from the fireplace in the office, and at the same time a faint stream of blue smoke floated out.

Hearing the sound, Mike's body trembled, he stood up suddenly and looked over, and saw Professor Flitwick wearing a gorgeous robe walking out of the fireplace.

"Mike! You'd better give me a good enough reason, you know I have to push a lot of official work to have time to come here!" Professor Flitwick muttered, while talking, he kept talking.

He pulled the robe on his body and said, "Merlin's beard! This robe is so uncomfortable! I really don't know why you want me to wear it so formally!"

The corner of Mike's mouth raised slightly, he came to Professor Flitwick and squatted down, looking at Professor Flitwick at eye level and said:

"Tonight, I'm going to propose to Penello."

Upon hearing this, Professor Flitwick was stunned.

He stared at Mike with wide eyes, his big eyes filled with disbelief, and murmured:

"My Merlin! Are you going to propose to Penello?"

Mike didn't speak, he just smiled and nodded.

Professor Flitwick couldn't stand it anymore. He grabbed Mike's shoulders with both hands and shouted excitedly while jumping:

"Oh! Penelo will definitely promise you! You are getting married! You are going to have a baby! Oh! Merlin! Have you thought about the name of the baby? How many are you going to have? Two, one boy and one girl.

!No, no, no! The more, the better! Merlin..."

Professor Flitwick's expression suddenly changed mid-sentence, he looked at his gorgeous robes and said:

"Damn it! You should have told me this news earlier! This robe is not worthy of this occasion! I also have a dress sewn with gold thread in my box. I will change into it right now!"

Professor Flitwick turned around and was about to crawl into the fireplace.

Seeing this, Mike quickly stopped him and said:

"I'm just proposing today. Why don't you save that dress of yours for when I get married? Otherwise, if you wear it now, what will you wear then?"

Professor Flitwick was stunned for a moment, rubbed his hands and said awkwardly:

"But today is a big day! I'm like this..."

"It's okay, Professor Flitwick! Your current dress is enough!" Mike grabbed Flitwick's shoulders and said, "And as you know, I am an orphan without parents. For me, you are my most important person."

Dear elder. So I really want you to witness these important moments for me, and I also really long for your blessings!"

"Oh! My good boy!"

Professor Flitwick's voice was choked with sobs. He hugged Mike and pressed his face against Mike's.

Feeling the moist feeling on his face, Mike also felt that his nose was a little sore. He sniffed, calmed down and continued:

"Hey, didn't you ask me the name of my child? In fact, I have also thought about it. If Penelo and I have children in the future, the boy will be named Brandon and the girl will be named Amy! How about it?"

As soon as he said this, Mike could clearly feel that Professor Flitwick's body suddenly became a little stiff.

Then Professor Flitwick let go of his hand, looked at Mike with a complicated expression for a while, and then said slowly:

"I think it would be better for you to listen to Penelo's opinion more about the name of your child. Because... you really don't have any talent for naming."

"Yes...really? Well, I will talk to her more." Mike scratched his nose in embarrassment, and then said firmly, "But there is one thing about the child's name that I will not give in to.

Yes! I will add your name to my child’s middle name! Like Amy Filius Townley!”

"real!?"

The unbelievable expression of excitement returned to Flitwick's face again, but this time, the joy and surprise on Flitwick's face were quickly replaced by fear.

I saw him taking a few steps back, waving his hands repeatedly and saying:

"No, no, no! You'd better not do this! I'm a half-goblin! If you use my name as your child's middle name, others will look down on her!"

"No one will look down on her because she has a legendary wizard father!"

"I still feel..."

"Okay, don't talk about this anymore, I've made up my mind!" Mike stood up and straightened his clothes and said, "You'd better come and help me see how I look, because I'm the protagonist today!

"

Professor Flitwick opened and closed his mouth a few times, but finally stretched out his trembling hand, pulled down Mike's left hand, and said in a stammering voice:

"Your right shoulder always slumps down habitually, which makes you look naughty."

"Have it?"

Mike looked over his shoulder suspiciously.

"Of course! You have to adjust quickly or you'll look like a gangster even in a suit!"

"Okay, but what do I do?"

"Let's try this first..."

…

Half an hour later, the problem with Mike's shoulder was finally solved with the help of Professor Flitwick, and the solution was very simple, that is, adding an extra shoulder pad.

During this period, perhaps in order to change the subject and reduce the tension, Professor Flitwick also told Mike a lot about Hogwarts.

The one who talked about it the most was Harry.

This guy's late-night drinking with the Gryffindor boys was eventually discovered by Professor Flitwick, and as a result, Harry's working time increased by more than a hundred hours.

The other guys who were hungover with Harry also received the same punishment, and Gryffindor's score hourglass was instantly emptied.

But the Gryffindors didn't care too much about this matter.

Compared to house points and so-called labor, they cared more about Harry coming back.

This is undoubtedly good news for Gryffindor, which has been in a downturn this year. At least they can achieve better results in the Quidditch Cup.

As for these things, Mike actually already knew about them.

His current ability to control Hogwarts and obtain intelligence is definitely better than any Minister of Magic in history, because in addition to the Aurors he actively sent, there are countless people inside Hogwarts who have received favors from Mike.

of students and faculty lined up to do something for Mike.

The presence of these people made Hogwarts almost no privacy for him.

This is why he is willing to let Harry go back to Hogwarts, and is also willing to return the Death Cloak to him.

For Mike now, as long as Harry doesn't leave the country, it actually doesn't make any difference where he goes.

If he is prepared, even if there is a Death Cloak, Mike can send someone to capture him as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Mike couldn't help but puff up his chest. Even he couldn't help but feel proud of being able to do this.

At this time, Professor Flitwick was looking at Mike with pride. Although he had never married and had no offspring, the young man in front of him was his most outstanding student and the continuation of his life and spirit!

Mike noticed Flitwick's eyes, he patted Professor Flitwick gently on the back and said:

"Let's go, Professor Flitwick!"

Professor Flitwick didn't speak. He just wiped the water from the corners of his eyes, nodded, and walked out of the door with Mike.

…

At this time, countless delicacies in the Masonic Hall have been placed on two long tables, and there is a champagne tower in the center of the hall that is shining under the light of the magic lamp on the ceiling.

Benjamin, Franklin and other boys were already in place.

At this moment, they were gathering together and talking to each other, and not far from them there were about a dozen waiters ready to serve them at any time.

Today's banquet was held in the name of a celebration banquet, so except for the members of the Freemasons and Professor Flitwick, Mike did not invite anyone else, and Franklin and the others knew this very well.

They have held many such banquets. Logically speaking, the format of such banquets should be casual. Even if everyone gathers together to have a casual meal, it is considered a banquet.

But this time it's different.

In Franklin's view, Mike's emphasis on this banquet was somewhat exaggerated.

Not only did it open the largest auditorium in the secret area of ​​the Freemasonry, it even required the participants to wear their best attire!

This is a bit difficult to impose. After all, a martial arts idiot like Arthur will never have such a thing as a dress.

So Arthur came wearing a brand new swordsman uniform.

And his explanation is also very interesting. In his original words, he is a swordsman! For a swordsman, the swordsman uniform is already the best dress!

This is very powerful. Everyone who heard this gave Arthur a thumbs up. They all believed that even if this reason was placed in front of Mike, the opponent would never find anything wrong with it.

Besides Arthur, there was only one other person in the auditorium who was not wearing a formal dress, and that was Victor.

And Victor did far more than Arthur did.

At least Arthur knew how to change into new clothes, but Victor actually came directly wearing a dirty white coat.

This was obviously unreasonable, but no one said much.
To be continued...