Two weeks have passed since the end of the Quidditch season.
Ravenclaw tower.
In a lounge.
It is said to be a lounge, but it is actually used for Ravenclaw students to communicate and discuss with each other.
Fang Mu sat at a desk and read a book quietly.
"Terry, tell me about the current situation of Dawn Association."
"Yes, boss."
Terry stood up.
"So far, there are a total of 136 people joining our Dawn Association, of which Ravenclaw accounts for nearly half, with 65 people, followed by Hufflepuff with 41 people, and Gryffindor with 41 people.
Twenty-two, eight in Slytherin."
"One hundred and thirty-six people?"
"Yes, there are many people who admire the boss. With the help of Captain Wilson and Hufflepuff's Seeker Kane, one hundred and thirty-six people have joined our Dawn Association in this week.
."
"Um."
Fang Mu nodded.
Hogwarts only has about a thousand students in total, and it is already very good to be able to recruit more than a hundred students in one week.
"Tell me about the distribution of each grade."
"Boss, among these people, there are seventy-four in the first grade, 48 in the second and third grade, 11 in the fourth and fifth grade, and only three in the sixth and seventh grade. Boss, I'm sorry, I can't get more for you.
Senior classmate."
Terry couldn't help but lowered his head in shame.
The number of upperclassmen is too small!
Compared to the junior students who need to grow up, the upperclassmen are more important.
"This is not your problem."
Fang Mu shook his head slightly and said.
"You have done very well during this time."
After all, Terry is only a first-year student. Although he has grown a lot after this period of training, some things are still not easy to do.
For example, recruiting upperclassmen.
Those upperclassmen will not have much interest in a club founded by a first-year student, even if the person who founded the club is someone else.
It's one thing to agree with him, but it's another thing to join the society he founded.
Senior students, especially those in grades 4, 5, 6 and 7 who are facing the magician exam and graduation, will not put too much energy into a club.
Fang Mu even felt that without the help of Wilson and Kane, it would be difficult to say whether Terry could recruit half of the current number of senior students.
"It's not urgent, the number is not saturated yet. If we work hard during this period, we should be able to increase the number of Dawn Association members to 160-170."
This number is already very large, almost reaching one-fifth of the students in Hogwarts.
None of the current societies in Hogwarts can reach this scale.
A newly founded club of Dawn Association can achieve such results in one week. Although it has the help of Wilson and Kane, this is enough to prove Fang Mu's high reputation in Hogwarts!
After all, most people join the Shuguang Association because the president of the Shuguang Association is Fang Mu.
Wilson and Kane just play a driving role most of the time.
"Terry, please work harder during this period and see if you can recruit more people."
"It's not hard, these are what I should do!"
Terry said quickly.
"However, Michael has helped me a lot during this time?"
"Michael?"
Fang Mu thought for a moment and then remembered who this person was.
"Didn't you say before that he was a little disobedient?"
He asked a little strangely.
"That's all in the past. Now he admires the boss very much! He works hard and works hard. It's thanks to his help that he has been able to recruit so many people these days."
Terry said.
"Well, then let him be your assistant for the time being. If he is indeed capable, it is not impossible to promote him in the future."
Fang Mu said casually.
At his current level, many people or things are no longer worthy of his personal action.
Michael:???
So was my performance during this time in vain?
"Okay, I understand."
Terry nodded.
"Boss, you said before that people from the Dawn Association should gather together. I don't know when the time will be?"
"Um."
Fang Mu pondered for a moment.
"Let's set it on the fifth of next month!"
"Is it the fifth of next month? I understand. Boss, don't worry, I will arrange everything."
"Well, you go ahead."
Terry left the lounge.
In the lounge.
Fang Mu was the only one left.
Although there are no explicit regulations, this lounge is basically equivalent to Fang Mu's private lounge.
Without Fang Mu's order, no one from Ravenclaw would come in.
This is one of the treatments he deserves after winning the Academy Cup for Ravenclaw.
"The basic framework of the Dawn Association has basically been completed by now."
Fang Mu murmured.
"The next step is to fill it in."
Just when Fang Mu was working hard for his Dawn Association-Hogwarts branch, on the other side.
In a dark corner.
"Master, Lucius has already agreed. However, he said that Hogwarts is Dumbledore's territory, and it is not convenient for him to take action here. I am afraid that he will have to wait until after Christmas, after he leaves Hogwarts.
Do it!"
"Christmas? Humph! That's it. Tell him that he must kill that kid no matter what!"
"Yes! My master! If Lucius takes action, that damn boy will never survive!"
There was a hint of coldness in Professor Quirrell's eyes.
The magical backlash he encountered that day took him a long time to recover.
If it weren't for the fact that he was being stared at by Snape and was extremely inconvenient to move around, he would definitely take action himself and kill that kid!
However, it would be the same if Lucius took action.
Lucius is stronger than him!
If Lucius takes action, Fang Mu will definitely die!
"No matter how talented you are, if you don't grow up, you won't be of any use!"
Professor Quirrell smiled coldly in his heart.
Soon, his emotions calmed down.
"Master, Dumbledore is very careful about that thing right now. I'm afraid we won't have a chance to do it in the short term!"
"Dumbledore!"
Voldemort's extremely resentful voice sounded.
"One day, I will kill him with my own hands!"
"Master is saying that once Master recovers, who will Dumbledore be? There is no way he can be your opponent, Master!"
"Okay! Keep going deeper, I feel the breath of the unicorn! Its blood can restore some of my strength, go and find it immediately!"
"Yes, Master!"
A figure shrouded in black robes floated out from a dark patch of grass and headed towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.