Chapter 51: test

　　 The space in the hut is very large, and it can be seen that it is also attached with a traceless stretch curse like No. 210 in Godric Valley.
　　 When Mike and Professor Flivy entered the cabin, they found that someone had arrived early.
　　 I saw two middle-aged men sitting around a huge strip-shaped conference table, talking and laughing with Erlang's legs upright at the moment.
　　 Seeing Mike and Flitwick coming in, a middle-aged man with brown curly hair greeted them enthusiastically.
"Felius! Long time no see." The middle-aged man squatted down and gave Flivy a hug. "Today we have to have a good drink. It's true that you stay at Hogwarts every day and want to see you. It's difficult."
　　 "Hahaha, we won't be drunk until today's business is finished."
　　 Hearing Flivy talking about business, the middle-aged man looked at Mike and asked, "This is the good seed you said?"
"Yes, Mike Tonley, the most talented kid I have seen for so many years teaching at Hogwarts." Professor Flitwick introduced, "Mike, this is Mario Foley, The current deputy director of the Auror Office. You should be familiar with his son, Abbot Foley of our college, and the chairman of the Hogwarts Boys’ Student Union last year."
"I've been admiring a big name for a long time, Mr. Foley." Mike stretched out his right hand and said neither humble nor humble, "Senior Abbot has always been my idol. I often hear him talk about having a good father. I heard that he has OWLs this year. I got 12 excellent exams, which is really amazing."
　　 Facts have proved that whether it is Eastern or Western, parents like to hear others praise their children.
　　 This Mr. Mario laughed as soon as he heard Mike talk about his son, and shook Mike's outstretched hand vigorously. I can see that this is a very straightforward person.
　　 Seeing how happy they are, the smile on Professor Flitwick’s face is a bit brighter.
"I'll introduce this gentleman again." Flivy stretched his hand to the middle-aged human who was sitting alone at the conference table and looked a little cold. "Mr. Barty Crouch, the current director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department, Wiesen Gamo Members of Parliament are also strong competitors for the Minister of Magic."
　　Old Batty heard Flivy introduce him like this, his dark face turned black. Everyone knows that he lost to Fudge in the Minister of Magic election that year because his son Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater. Flivy even today called himself a strong leader of the Minister of Magic. A strong competitor. In his opinion it was a stark insult.
　　 But his good self-cultivation didn't make him make any drastic actions, and he nodded slightly towards Mike.
　　 Mike naturally wouldn’t use his hot face to stick to someone’s cold when he saw it.
　　 After introducing the two professors, Professor Flivy stood on tiptoes and started looking around, seeming to be looking for something.
　　 "What about Old Carter? He is the host of today's test, why didn't he see him." Flivy turned to Mario and asked.
　　 "Who knows? I'm lost. You know, he is old, and some dementias are normal." Mr. Mario joked, "Ah, say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."
　　 While the two were talking, a man with a goatee, white beard and hair, and looking older than Dumbledore pushed the door into the cabin.
　　 "I seem to have heard someone say bad things about me, is it you Mario." The old man asked with a smile.
"Haha, you must have heard it wrong, Carter. We are introducing you to Little Mike." Mr. Mario laughed twice and began to change the subject. "This is Gilga Carter, the former director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters. , A permanent member of the Wiesengama Council."
"This is the little Mike, what a handsome young man." Before Mike could speak, Gilga's big hand covered his head and said kindly, "Felius told me about you. A poor child."
　　 Mike felt the temperature from the top of his head and was a little uncomfortable. Even though he has been in this body for more than a year, he still doesn't like other people's behaviors of treating children like touching his head and killing him, so he can only say hello with a smile.
　　 The four of them were chatting and laughing at the door, and the old Batty on the side felt a little uncomfortable. He took out his pocket watch and took a look, then interrupted impatiently.
　　 "Now that everyone is here, let's start. I still have a lot of work to do."
　　 was interrupted in the conversation, Mario was obviously a little unhappy, he still wanted to continue talking about his son with two old friends.
　　 "Well, since Crouch still has business to do, let's do business first." Mr. Carter reached out his hand to stop Mario who was about to attack, and talked.
　　 After finishing speaking, he took out his magic wand from his robe and waved it lightly, and a silver-white bird stand appeared on the conference table with a huge raven standing upright on it. This raven is about one meter high, its dark feathers are shining with gloomy light, and its lines are clear. The pair of feet are about the size of an adult's palm~EbookFREE.me~ The sharp tips of the claws flashed with cold light from time to time.
　　 Mike thought it was a living raven at first, but he noticed that the raven was standing motionless on the bird rack before he realized that it was a sculpture.
"Well gentlemen, today's testing ceremony begins." Carter's dry voice recalled Mike's consciousness. "The person undergoing the test this time is Mike Tonley, and his recommender is Felius. -Flivy.
　　 The host is Gilga Carter, and the test witnesses are Mario Foley and Batty Crouch. "
Carter introduced the on-site personnel to the raven statue and said to Mike: "Don’t be nervous, this raven statue is one of the relics left by Ms. Ravenclaw. It can test the talent of a wizard. The test method is very Simple, just stare into the eyes of the raven, there is no danger, come on."
　　 Hearing the words, Mike also had no ink marks. He took a deep breath and forced his inner tension down, and he came to the raven statue under everyone's gaze.
　　 After walking in, you can find the exquisiteness of this statue even more. Anyone who sees this statue for the first time will definitely mistake it for a living raven.
　　 Its eyes are not as dead as ordinary specimens or statues, but rather give people a clever feeling. It seemed to have a kind of magic power. Mike just stared at it for a moment and felt the surrounding things begin to fade, and only the dark brown vertical pupil in his vision began to become clearer and clearer.
　　 As time passed, all Mike's attention was focused on that eye.
　　 Suddenly, the originally quiet statue blinked suddenly, and that eye suddenly looked at Mike.
　　 Mike was taken aback by the sudden change, his eyes swept around but he found that he was already in a light blue sea of ​​light.