Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Mike quickly came to Professor Flitwick's office, carefully checked his appearance and found that there was nothing that needed improvement, and then knocked on the office door.

Only after Flivi's shrill voice came from inside did Mike push the door open and enter.

As soon as he entered the office, Mike smelled the strong sweet aroma in the office. He saw that the cup on the table in front of Professor Flitwick was steaming, and that smell came from there.

"What are you doing standing still? Please take a seat." Flitwick waved his wand, and a chair opposite him automatically opened up. "How have you been lately, Mike?"

Mike said to Flitwick that it was okay, but his attention was still on the unknown drink. The sweet aroma was really too sweet and a bit cloying.

Noticing that Mike had been looking at the cup of sweet tea, Flitwick replaced it with new tea for Mike with a wave of his wand.

"That was what the previous guest drank. That guest particularly liked sweet things."

Mike thought he might have guessed who it was.

"It seems that you have discovered that room. How is it? It's not bad." Flitwick asked.

"It's amazing. That room is like a wishing machine. Whatever I want is given to me." Mike pretended to be very excited and said, "And I also felt the existence of magic there, that feeling.

It’s indescribable.”

"You sensed it? How is this possible?" Professor Flitwick's eyebrows seemed to fly in surprise, "You are truly the most talented little Ravenclaw I have ever seen."

Mike picked up the newly brewed tea on the table and took a sip, looking very proud.

"Being able to sense magic means that you already have the potential to become a real wizard. You must know that in the past, when magic was not simplified, only those who could sense magic were considered qualified to learn magic.

But even in that era when wizards were prosperous, there were not many young wizards at your age who could do this. You really surprised me."

"Thank you for the compliment, Dean Flitwick."

"The next thing you have to do is to meditate continuously. Meditation can enhance your ability to perceive and control magic.

But be careful not to meditate for more than 10 minutes a day. You are still young and your mental power is not strong enough. If you meditate for too long, you will become mentally weak.

If you overdraw your mental energy for a long time, it may cause irreparable damage to your spirit. This is no joke, so be very careful."

Mike nodded in agreement, but he was wondering in his heart. He meditated for about half an hour every day, but he didn't feel anything abnormal. Is this because he was an adult in his previous life, so his mental power was particularly strong? Or,

Is it because of the drinks you often drink?

Professor Flitwick was still in an excited mood. He had jumped down from the special high chair and was walking back and forth in the office with his short legs, as if he was looking for something.

Wearing something.

"Aha! I found it. Mike, this is for you." Flitwick threw a wooden box to Mike, "Little wizards who perform well should be rewarded. Open it and take a look."

Mike took the wooden box and opened it. Inside was a pendant that looked like a raven.

This pendant is completely dark but reflects a kind of faint light, especially the light flowing on the two eyes of the raven seems to be alive. The material of the pendant cannot be identified, but it has a coolness to the touch. You can predict what will happen if

Wearing it close to your skin will definitely keep you cool in the summer.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come on and try it." Professor Flitwick was impatient. Seeing Mike in a daze, he urged, "This is an old antique. It was made by ancient wizards to help young wizards perceive and control magic. At present,

There are no more than ten people in the wizarding world who can make such a pendant."

Mike put on the pendant. Surprisingly, the feeling of the pendant against his flesh was not as cold as he had guessed before. Instead, it had a hint of warmth, a bit like jade.

"Does it have a name?"

"Of course, it is one of the treasures left by Ms. Ravenclaw. It is called greed. It means never giving up the thirst for knowledge."

"Greedy? I love it! Thank you so much, Dean Flitwick."

Flitwick smiled and waved his hand and said, "As I just said, little wizards who perform well should be rewarded. Also, how was your flying lesson?"

It’s really hard to describe Mike in flying lessons. Mike was a bank robber in his previous life. He was not the outdated robber of the 1980s, but a representative of outstanding robbers in the new century.

Do you know what the best robbers of the new century are?

It was the kind where all kinds of black technologies were available, and Mike even thought that if he hadn't failed the civil service exam, he would have become a federal agent.

Such Mike is naturally no stranger to flying, such as skydiving, hang gliding, and even wingsuit flying. Mike, who has had these experiences, is naturally at ease when using a flying broom. However, in the wizarding world

The flying broom is really weird.

The broomsticks given to them by the school did not have the magic cushions that Mike had expected. The students riding on the brooms were just like riding on a wooden stick.

Not to mention how refreshing that feeling is, and the steering of the broomstick is particularly difficult, and it completely depends on the user's center of gravity. If you combine the two, it will be ruined. If you are not careful, you will be turned upside down, so Mike's first

The flying lesson ended quickly, and Mike couldn't stand it at all.

Only those little wizards who are flying for the first time and are full of desire for flying can persevere.

But even so, Mike's flying is much better than other little wizards, after all, he has rich experience.

"Uh, okay." Mike said perfunctorily, "Why do you ask?"

"Harry Potter joins the Gryffindor Quidditch team, becoming the youngest member ever to join the school Quidditch team.

If you have time, go find Penelo and ask her to take you to see Quidditch. I'm very optimistic about you, Mike."

After saying that, Flitwick showed a fatherly smile to Mike.

Mike was startled by this smile and trembled. You can imagine what it would be like to have a fatherly smile on Professor Flitwick's face that looked like a goblin. To be honest, it was really scary.

Mike quickly thanked Flitwick and left the office.

Feeling the Greedy Pendant radiating warmth on his chest, Mike couldn't help but laugh.

I never expected that my dear Flitwick would be so generous. This pendant is a good thing. Mike can clearly feel that his magic perception has greatly increased with the blessing of the pendant. The magic power that he could not control on his own before has also increased.

A little loose.

If you put something like this outside, your head would probably be robbed, right?

With excitement, Mike hurried to the Ravenclaw lounge. He had no time to appreciate his good luck now. He had more important things to do.