Harry Potter Raven's Claw

The magic in Mike's body was now being frantically mobilized from all over his body and flowed to his right arm, and was eventually converted into a high concentration of dark fire through his right hand.

This is an extremely dangerous operation. After all, the human body does not have the powerful mass and magic affinity like a magic wand. Such a large amount of magic power will cause great damage to Mike's arms and even internal organs in a short period of time.

If you are less lucky, it will even affect your future spell display, which can be said to be killing a chicken to get eggs.

But in the face of the crisis in front of us, Mike no longer cared about so much.

Judging from the situation where the black light was shining before, I must definitely stop the black light from continuing to cause harm to me, otherwise I would probably die!

"roar!"

As Mike activates magic power desperately, a large amount of black flames sprayed out from his right hand, and the flame temperature was high and even the surrounding air boiled.

With Mike's efforts, the strange and ominous black light finally dimmed and finally disappeared.

Mike clenched his right fist suddenly. With his movement, the black sharp fire finally stopped spitting out, and the magic power in his body also stopped.

It was not until this time that Mike realized that his entire right arm had completely lost consciousness and had not even heard of any pain, which made Mike feel extremely bad.

And things are far from over. After losing the source, the high-purity black fires ejected by Mike began to look for new sources of energy. They condensed together in mid-air and eventually gathered into a giant Western black dragon with a body length of more than twenty meters!

"roar!"

The black fire dragon spread its wings covering the sky and roared to the sky. A thick black fire pillar shot straight into the sky with its roar, as if it was proclaiming its birth to heaven.

Immediately afterwards, it lowered its head and glanced at everyone on the Quidditch field with its scarlet greedy eyes, as if it was picking its own food.

Whether it was the players on the field or the audience in the stands, they seemed to be frightened and stared blankly at the behemoth above their heads, even forgot to escape!

The demon dragon in the sky seemed to have selected satisfactory prey. It cracked its big mouth and smiled fiercely, then dived towards the west stands!

The people in the stands finally reacted at this moment, and they cried and fled towards the exit.

At the critical moment of life and death, all etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame no longer exist, couples, brothers, sisters...

The students who were good in the past were exposed at this time the most real side of human nature. They tried their best to pull everyone beside them just to be able to leave the stands that were about to be destroyed as soon as possible.

But this is just in vain. The demon dragon in the sky is so huge that no one in the stands can escape and will become the food of the demon dragon.

Looking at the demon dragon getting closer and closer, someone finally became desperate. They closed their eyes and stopped moving, waiting for the end of their lives.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Until the death that had been expected in the past ten seconds did not come. People opened their eyes in confusion and saw that the terrifying demon dragon was twitching in the air as if they were sick. Balls of demon flames burst out on their bodies and quickly dissipated into the air.

At this time, in the east stand, Mike was holding his still intact left arm and aiming his magic wand at the magic dragon in the sky.

His expression was very ferocious, and he did not disappoint the light-hearted appearance in the past. Even his hand holding the magic wand was still trembling.

But this is not surprising. In fact, Mike is in very bad condition now. His explosion just now caused very serious damage to his internal organs. Now he is almost fainting from the pain.

And the injury to his right arm is also increasing. Now the numbness caused by the strange black light has begun to spread to his torso.

But even so, he was still trying to control the Demon Dragon of the Fire in the sky, wanting to make it disappear.

Hermione, who was standing by, was crying and tears flowed down, but she was powerless in the face of this situation and could only cry Mike's name over and over again.

At this time, Mike could no longer hear what she was saying, and now his entire spirit was placed on the destruction of the demon dragon.

With his efforts, the demon dragon in the sky was shrinking rapidly. Although the demon dragon struggled desperately, it was useless. Under the oppression of Mike's terrifying mental power, the demon dragon finally disappeared, leaving only a wave of unwilling dragon sound in the air for a long time.

Everyone on the court breathed a sigh of relief, and Mike also put down the wand he was holding and relaxed.

As he relaxed, Mike felt dizzy in his head and his body fell down.

"Mike! Mike!"

Hermione cried and caught the fallen Mike. She called Mike's name over and over again, but Mike couldn't hear anything.

He only felt his face wet, as if someone was spitting saliva on his face.

If it were usual, Mike would have beaten this person, but now he has no strength to do so.

Mike whispered with all his strength:

"Go... take me to find Dumbledore..."

"Okay! OK! I'll take you to Dumbledore now! You must not die!"

Hermione cried and stood up, and began to wave to the Quidditch players in the air desperately.

She knew very well that if she wanted to transfer Mike to the principal's office as quickly as possible, a broom was the best choice.

Unfortunately, everyone on the court is still immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, and no one has noticed the situation on Hermione at all.

Seeing this, Hermione was almost desperate.

And at this moment, a voice full of majesty resounded throughout the Quidditch Stadium.

"quiet!"

Everyone looked closely and saw Dumbledore wearing a white robe standing in the center of the court at some point. On his side, the crimson Phoenix Forks was constantly hovering, and the unextinguished Phoenix Fire was still burning above its wings.

The crowd fell silent for a short time, and then a burst of cheers that were far louder than before!

Everyone was shouting Dumbledore's name, and they all thought it was Dumbledore who destroyed the magic dragon!

At this time, Dumbledore was looking for Mike in the crowd. He knew very well that no one in Hogwarts could release such a terrifying fire curse except Mike.

But when he actually found Mike, his pupils shrank violently.

Because at this moment, only Mike, who had fainted and Hermione, who had cried.

...

Mike slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, he was still in a hazy state. He looked at the snow-white ceiling in front of him in confusion. For some reason, he felt that the ceiling was inexplicably familiar, especially the dark spot in the corner. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

It took him a while before he recognized his place—on the bed in the Hogwarts Infirmary.

Mike didn't say anything. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and began to slowly move his body from his finger joints.

The injury caused to him by the explosion of magic before was too severe. At this moment, he only felt severe pain coming from every part of his body.

After moving his body as a whole, he confirmed his physical condition.

The right arm was completely unable to move, and seemed to be fixed by the deck and tie, but he was conscious, which was good news.

The rest of my body was in good condition. Although it hurts, I was finally happy to be active, which means that the situation was pretty good.

Mike breathed a little relieved and then began to test the magic inside his body.

But as soon as the magic power was activated, a heart-wrenching pain came from inside his body, which made Mike unable to help moaning and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mike, who was lying on the bed, gasping for breath, realizing that something seemed to be wrong with his magic, which made him a little anxious.

And at this moment, the door of the ward was opened, and Dumbledore walked in with Snape and Mrs. Pomfrey.

Dumbledore was stunned when he saw Mike awake on the hospital bed, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Hey! Mike, you're finally awake!"

Mike didn't have time to ask him Moji directly:

"What's wrong with my magic?"

"Hmph!" Snape snorted coldly, "It's useless!"

As soon as these words came out, Mike's heart suddenly tugged, and his mind suddenly became blank.

"Severus! Don't scare the children!" Mrs. Pomfleur glared at Snape, turned her head and said to Mike in a gentle tone, "Don't listen to him nonsense. Your magic is fine, it's just that because of your sudden magic burst, all it can't be used for the time being."

"Ha! I should teach him a lesson!" Snape said angrily, "Only releasing such a powerful fire curse in Hogwarts school, almost causing huge casualties for students! I have never seen a bad student like you in so many years! If I ask me, the school hat should have directly assigned you to Azka class!"

Perhaps it was funny by Snape's last words that Dumbledore couldn't help laughing, and finally returned to Snape's murderous gaze.

"Ahem! Sorry, Mike, but please forgive Severus. His mouth is just a little poisonous." Dumbledore said to Mike with a smile. "In fact, he still cares about you very much. The curse you suffered on your arm is very terrible. Severus did not close his eyes a day and night to be eliminated."

"Dumbledore!"

"Okay, okay! I won't talk about Severus, you can put your wand down, that's very dangerous!"

Looking at Dumbledore and Snape who were noisy, Mike was in a mess.

Mike doesn't care about other things now, and the inability to use magic has brought him a very strong sense of insecurity, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"How long will it take for my magic to recover??"

Mike asked anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore and Snape both looked at Pomfleur, and the latter said slowly:

"Three days, don't worry, Mike, your magic will be fully recovered in just three days, and you can use magic normally at that time. As for physical injuries, you have to rest for at least a week before you can recover."

Upon hearing this, Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Snape, who saw this, said:

"You should be glad that the goddess of luck favored you, and the curse on your right hand is almost spreading to your heart! It's really time to come, haha, even gods can't save it!"

Mike glanced at Snape lightly, but was not angry. He knew very well that the other party had such a temper, but due to the other party's attitude, Mike really couldn't feel much grateful to Snape.

"Thank you very much, Professor Snape."

Thanks Snape for being both salty and unpretentious. After receiving a cold snorting from the other party, Mike turned his gaze back to Dumbledore.

"Principal Dumbledore, can you please help me call Franklin over?"

"It's OK, but what do you want to do?"

"I want him to investigate the murderer."

Mike said expressionlessly, while the muscles in the corners of his eyes were still twitching.

If anyone familiar with Mike is here at this time, he will understand that Mike is desperately suppressing his anger.

"I will call you for you. But let us deal with the matter of investigating the murderer." Dumbledore said, "In fact, we came to you this time for this. Can Mike tell us about the situation?"

Mike took a deep breath and did not argue with Dumbledore, but cooperated very well to tell Dumbledore about the situation at that time.

At first Dumbledore could still smile, but after hearing Dumbledore couldn't laugh.

This is a very serious incident. Someone actually sent a killer to infiltrate Hogwarts to assassinate Mike, which means that Hogwarts is no longer a pure land far away from the Death Eaters!

"Huh! Mike, don't worry, those murderers will be punished as they deserve, I promise you!"

After saying that, Dumbledore took Snape quickly to leave the ward, and it seemed that he was going to investigate.

Mrs. Pomfleur came to Mike and conducted a full-body examination for Mike. She left after confirming that Mike's injury was indeed improving.

"bump!"

Accompanied by the slight sound of closing the door, Mike was left in the ward again.

Mike lay on the hospital bed with a blank expression on his face. Although he looked very calm, the hostility in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger!

This time, he was almost killed, so he was really angry!

I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the ward was pushed open again. Franklin ran into the ward with a strong breath and suddenly rushed to Mike’s bed.

"Mi...Mike! Are you okay! Dumbledore...Dumbledore tells me..."

"Franklin, listen to me."

Mike waited for a pair of blood-covered eyes to interrupt Franklin without hesitation, and the latter swallowed and looked at Mike with a cautious look on his face.

For some reason, he always felt that Mike had become extremely terrifying at this moment.

"Did you hear me the murderer? Let the Mutual Aid, Masonic and Ravenclaw all move and bring that guy to me! I will cut him into pieces and burn him to ashes bit by bit! Did you hear me!"

Mike said, his voice was still calm at the beginning, but later it began to tremble, and in the end it turned into a roar.