Harry Potter Raven's Claw

When Mike completely settled down the wizards of Los Santos and Arthur returned to Hogwarts, the sky was already bright.

Mike originally thought that the Da army who had been struggling with them in the Ministry of Magic all night last night should have been exhausted at this time, but he obviously underestimated the vitality of the young people.

Because when he came to the auditorium to eat some breakfast to replenish his energy, he suddenly found that the Da Army members were telling other students about the battle in the Ministry of Magic last night!

And looking at their excited expressions, they couldn't tell that they hadn't slept all night.

Mike's arrival instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the auditorium. As the young man who was the first to discover Mike let out a scream, the entire auditorium was sensation!

"Mike! I heard you killed a lot of Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic last night?"

"God, I heard you killed them all, is this true?"

...

Looking at the classmates chattering around him, McClass felt a headache, but there was still a helpless smile on his face, explaining what happened last night to the students around him over and over again.

However, when talking to these classmates, Mike also noticed that there were no faculty and staff in the auditorium at this time, and Slytherin's students were gathering in the remote corner of the auditorium at this moment. Judging from their expressions, their mood was not very good.

After finally getting rid of these people's siege, Mike sat down and began to prepare to enjoy his breakfast.

However, as soon as he took a sip of milk, Hermione's familiar voice came from beside him.

"Mike, are you seriously injured?"

"Oh! Thank you for your concern, Hermione." Mike muttered while eating, "But I have to repeat that I was not injured, but I am a little weak now because of excessive magic power consumption, which is why I'm in a hurry to have breakfast."

"Really? Then you should eat more quickly, and I will give you my portion too!"

Hermione looked surprised when she heard this, and she pushed the breakfast she had not finished yet to Mike.

Looking at the bread that had been bitten by two bites, Mike was about to refuse, but Harry's voice came from the side.

"Mike, is Sirius okay?"

Mike turned his head and saw that Harry's face was not very good at the moment, with a little concern, and said:

"Blake was injured, but that didn't bother. I've arranged for him to go to St. Mungo. You know, the medical level in the Wizard World is much higher than that in the Mungo World, so you don't have to worry."

"Really? This is so good." Harry finally smiled, "What about Dumbledore and the others? Are they not with Sirius?"

Upon hearing this, Mike's expression became a little stiff. Black was a senior member of the Order of the Phoenix. To be honest, Dumbledore and others should indeed send someone to take care of Black.

But at this moment, there were only staff from Los Santo Group beside Black.

This is not that Dumbledore doesn't care about Black. In fact, the person who doesn't want any member of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​Black. Mike guessed that he was frightened by Moody's merciless attempt to kill him, so he also had some bad ideas about the Order of the Phoenix.

However, Mike is happy to see this happen. After all, if Black really has some conflict with the Order of the Phoenix, his success in absorbing Black into the Los Santo Group will increase sharply.

Thinking of this, Mike raised his eyebrows and said:

"Dumbledore and the others have other things to deal with, so they are not in St. Mungo. But don't worry, I've sent someone over Black, he won't be in danger."

"That's fine."

Harry let out a long sigh, and the faint worry between his eyebrows gradually faded.

Then, Harry and others asked Mike many questions, including whether he had actually met Voldemort last night. After Mike answered truthfully, the crowd watching onlookers also exclaimed.

To be honest, everyone still has many questions to ask. After all, a world of wizards like last night may not be encountered once in a few decades.

But unfortunately, today is the day of the Transformation Examination. After Mike answered several questions in a row, the ringtone that reminded the students that the exam was about to begin was ringing.

Seeing the students around him leaving the temporary restaurant with frown, Mike was relieved.

To be honest, he doesn't like to deal with this kind of scene very much because it's so tiring.

The process of the Transformation Examination is basically the same as the previous magic class exam, and consists of the written theoretical exam in the morning and the practical exam in the afternoon.

And Mike was surprised to find that the types of written test questions in the two exams were almost the same, and they all had a lot of content about spell casting taboos.

This made McTon feel a sharp drop in pressure. He is a complete pragmatist, so most of the knowledge he masters is for practical purposes.

So what Mike is most afraid of is that the examiner will produce some knowledge that is of little use and very remote. Fortunately, the knowledge of spell casting taboos is also knowledge of use, so Mike's written test went very smoothly.

It is worth mentioning that after experiencing initial excitement, the members of the Da Army who participated in the Ministry of Magic last night also began to yawn.

Fortunately, everyone drank the Dolphin magic drink before entering the examination room, so although they yawned constantly, there was no situation in which they fell asleep in the examination room.

Compared to the written test in the morning, the practical test in the afternoon is even simpler for Mike.

Because Professor McGonagall's bets are very accurate, the main question of the practical exam is the disappearance curse.

Many students were relieved when they saw the subjects of the exam. In the past two months, Professor McGonagall tried his best to let them learn the disappearance curse, so as of now, basically all students have been able to skillfully make the invertebrates disappear without a trace.

And this is precisely the minimum requirement for passing the ordinary owl exam. That is to say, as long as you review the owl exam in the transfiguration technique and is not ridiculous, you can basically get an "A (pass)" score.

Of course, the ratings of the two levels of good and excellent still require you to go further on the basis of passing. Moreover, Professor McGonagall's level of deformation technology will only accept students who have at least obtained the owl'O(Excellent)' level certificate. This means that the owl certificate of the 'A' level is a owl certificate that exists to protect your face, and is not of much use.

However, even so, most of the students' expressions on their faces were happy after the exam, and even the same was true for those who were always worried about the exam results.

And after the exam, Mike's troubles came again.

The Da Army, who participated in the operation last night, had already gone back to take a rest, except for a very strong energy or a very strong desire to show off (Ron), after all, there were other exams the next day.

But those ordinary students who did not participate in the action and just heard about the content of the action are different.

They surrounded Mike, the initiator almost as soon as the exam was over, wanting to learn more detailed content.

Mike was naturally unbearable for this. Fortunately, the members of the Mutual Aid Association were not vegetarians. They were already a little guilty because they did not participate in last night's action. At this time, when they saw Mike being surrounded, they immediately surrounded him to help Mike.

With their help, Mike successfully escaped from the siege and came directly to the villa in the forest of the Order of the Phoenix through Shuke.

...

In the villa in the forest, as soon as Mike stepped into the hall, he was brought to a room by the enthusiastic little house elf teacup.

The facilities in the guest rooms are very complete compared to other places in the villa. Whether it is a solid wood large bed or various furniture, it feels more home-like.

Mike was still wondering about the decoration of the room at first, but when he saw Lupin lying on the big bed in the room, he immediately understood.

This room is simply a ward.

Lupin on the hospital bed was covered with a white quilt, his eyes were closed and he was obviously asleep, his face looked very ugly. Tonks was looking at him with a worried look, and even Mike didn't notice it.

Dumbledore, who was also staying in the ward, noticed Mike's arrival, but before Mike could speak, he gave Mike a gesture of "going out to speak" and then took Mike out of the ward.

"How is Lupin's situation?"

As soon as he walked out of the room, Mike couldn't wait to ask about Lupin's situation. Mike still has a good impression of this former professor, so he didn't want anything to happen to him.

"I have invited many old friends to help, they are all well-known therapists." Dumbledore's expression was a little ugly, "but the diagnosis they gave was not very good."

"He's going to die? That shouldn't be!"

The expression on Mike's face became extremely surprised. He had initially observed Lupin's injuries when he was in the Ministry of Magic last night. Except for missing one hand and some internal organs, there was basically nothing serious.

But what Dumbledore said now is that Lupin is about to return to the West?

"Uh, that's not enough." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "but his hand has been eaten by Fenriel. When we retrieved him, it was no longer possible to take it back. So, Lupin is likely to lose his right hand forever in the future."

Upon hearing this, Mike exhaled and said:

"Huh! Isn't this very good?"

"Hmm? What's the good thing?"

"Professor Lupin has lost his right hand now, and his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced. Instead of letting him drag his body to work again, it is better to let him retire and find a place to spend the rest of his life." Mike said for granted, "Although it is a bit too early to retire when he is under forty, it is actually a good thing for him. After all, the work against Voldemort is too dangerous. He survived this time entirely because the goddess of luck is favoring him."

As soon as this said, Dumbledore didn't say anything. He just turned around and looked quietly at the closed ward door, as if he could see Lupin and Tonks inside directly through the door.

Sighing, Mike continued:

"Don't tell me you can't see that Dumbledore Tonks likes Lupin, and doesn't even care about his werewolf identity. This is rare. Generally, werewolfs like Professor Lupin can only fight for a single life, after all, the werewolf's offspring will be werewolfs. This time, when Fenriel died, Lupin's obsession had disappeared. If he and Tonks could find a safe place to marry and have a few children to spend their lives, it should be the best ending for Lupin. I think Professor Lupin is a respectable person. The suffering he suffered in the first half of his life was enough to make him spend the second half of his life happily. What do you think?"

The scene was silent again, and Dumbledore was still staring at the door of the ward as if he had not heard Mike's words.

Mike didn't say anything, just waiting quietly for Dumbledore's decision.

In his opinion, if Lupin can really retire due to injury this time and spend the second half of his life happily with Tonks, it will undoubtedly be a happy end for Lupin.

However, this will also make the Order of Phoenix, which was originally undermanned, become even weaker, so the final solution depends on how Dumbledore decides. Otherwise, if Dumbledore does not let go, then Donks and Lupin will never leave the Order of Phoenix.

Finally, after a long silence again, a smile appeared on Dumbledore's face.

He slowly turned his head, looked at Mike with relief and said:

"Mike, I'm very happy that you can think of this, it proves that you are a kind child."

Mike's expression was a little unnatural. After all, his mental age is over fifty years old. If he is called a child, he will definitely feel a little embarrassed. But looking at Dumbledore's sincere smile, Mike nodded decisively and said:

"I just hope a good person like Lupin can have a good ending."

"You are right, good people should be rewarded. I accept your suggestion. When Lupin wakes up, I will ask Tonks and Lupin for their opinions. If they are willing, we will do what you said."

"That would be better."

A smile appeared on Mike's face. He turned his head and looked at the closed ward door, and was happy in his heart for the new life that Lupin was about to usher in the next time.

"You came to me today and wanted to tell me this?" Dumbledore continued, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Mike looked at Dumbledore again, and the smile on his face became meaningful, and he said:

"Of course, I came here today, mainly to talk to you about the secrets of Voldemort's resurrection."

As soon as these words were spoken, Dumbledore's expression also changed. He looked at Mike in surprise and was stunned.