Harry Potter Raven's Claw

The space inside the hut is very large, and it can be seen that this place has been enchanted with the same invisible stretching spell as No. 210 Godric's Hollow.

When Mike and Professor Flitwick entered the hut, they found that someone had already arrived early.

I saw two middle-aged men sitting on both sides of a huge strip-shaped conference table, talking and laughing with their legs crossed.

Seeing Mike and Flitwick come in, a middle-aged man with brown curly hair greeted them enthusiastically.

"Filius! Long time no see." The middle-aged man knelt down and gave Flivy a hug, "We have to have a good drink today. It's really hard to see you at Hogwarts every day.

It’s difficult.”

"Hahaha, we won't go back until we get drunk after today's business is done."

Hearing Flivy talk about business, the middle-aged man looked at Mike and asked, "Is this the good prospect you mentioned?"

"That's right, Mike Townley, he is the most gifted child I have ever seen in all my years of teaching at Hogwarts." Professor Flitwick introduced, "Mike, this is Mario Foley.

The current deputy director of the Auror Office. His son should be familiar to you, he is Abbot Foley of our college, the president of the Hogwarts Student Union last year."

"I have admired you for a long time, Mr. Foley." Mike stretched out his right hand and said in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "Senior Abbot has always been my idol. I often hear him talk about having an excellent father. I heard that he won this year's O.W.L.S.

Getting 12 top marks in the exam is really amazing.”

Facts have proven that regardless of whether they are in the East or the West, parents like to hear others praise their children.

As soon as Mr. Mario heard Mike talking about his son, he immediately laughed heartily, took Mike's outstretched hand and shook it vigorously. It was obvious that he was a very straightforward person.

Seeing how happy the two were getting along, the smile on Professor Flitwick's face became even brighter.

"Let me introduce this gentleman again." Flitwick pointed to the middle-aged man sitting alone at the conference table who looked a little cold, "Mr. Barty Crouch, the current Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Wizengamot

Member of Parliament and a strong competitor for the Minister of Magic."

Old Barty's face turned livid when he heard Flitwick introduce him like this. Everyone knows that he was involved in the Minister of Magic election that year because his son Barty Crouch Jr. was a Death Eater.

After losing to Fudge last time, Flitwick actually called himself a strong competitor for the Minister of Magic in public today. In his opinion, this was a naked insult.

However, his good self-cultivation prevented him from doing anything drastic, and he nodded slightly towards Mike.

When Mike saw this, he naturally wouldn't put his hot face on someone's cold butt. He said hello and treated it as acquaintance.

After introducing the two of them, Professor Flitwick stood on tiptoe and began to look around, as if he was looking for something.

"Where's old Carter? He's the host of today's test, why didn't you see him?" Flitwick turned to Mario and asked.

"Who knows? He might have gotten lost. As you know, he is old, and it is normal to have some Alzheimer's disease." Mr. Mario joked, "Ah, Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here."

While the two were talking, a man with a goatee, white beard and hair, who looked older than Dumbledore, opened the door and walked into the hut.

"I seem to have heard someone talking bad about me, is it you Mario?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Haha, you must have heard wrong, Carter. We are introducing you to Little Mac." Mr. Mario laughed twice and began to change the subject, "This is Gilga Carter, the former Director of the Magic Accidents and Disasters Department.

, Standing Member of the Wizengamot Council."

"This is little Mike, what a handsome young man." Before Mike could speak, Gilga's big hand covered his head and said kindly, "Filius has told me everything about you. It's really cool."

A poor child."

Mike felt the temperature coming from the top of his head and felt a little uncomfortable. Even though he had been in this body for more than a year, he still didn't like others treating him like a child by licking his head and killing him.

Nenggan smiled and said hello.

The four of them were chatting and laughing at the door, and old Batty beside him felt a little uncomfortable. He took out his pocket watch, took a look at it, and interrupted impatiently.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started. I still have a lot of work to do."

Mario was obviously unhappy that the conversation was interrupted. He wanted to continue talking about his son with his two old friends.

"Okay, since Crouch still has business to attend to, let's get down to business first." Mr. Carter stretched out his hand to stop Mario who was about to have a seizure, and said calmly.

After speaking, he took out his magic wand from his robe and waved it gently. A silver-white bird stand appeared on the conference table, with a huge raven standing upright on it. This raven was about one meter tall.

The dark feathers shone with a faint light, and the lines were clear. The pair of claws were the size of an adult's hand, and a cold light flashed from time to time on the sharp claw tips.

Mike thought it was a living raven at first, but he realized it was a sculpture when he noticed that the raven was standing motionless on the bird stand.

"Okay gentlemen, today's testing ceremony has begun." Carter's dry voice brought back Mike's consciousness, "The person undergoing the test this time is Mike Townley, and his recommender is Filius

-Flitwick.

The host is Gilga Carter, and the test witnesses are Mario Foley and Barty Crouch."

After Carter introduced the people present to the raven statue, he said to Mike: "Don't be nervous, this raven statue is one of the relics left by Ms. Ravenclaw. It can test whether you are qualified to join the Ravenclaw."

Nest. The test method is very simple, just stare into the raven's eyes. There is no danger, come on."

Hearing this, Mike also had no ink stains. He took a deep breath to suppress his inner nervousness and then came to the raven statue under the gaze of everyone.

After walking in, you can even realize the exquisiteness of this statue. Anyone who sees this statue for the first time will definitely mistake it for a live raven.

Its eyes were not as dead as ordinary specimens or statues, but gave people a sense of agility. They seemed to have a kind of magic power. After just staring for a moment, Mike felt that the things around him began to fade away, and there was only that eye in his field of vision.

The dark brown vertical pupils began to become clearer and clearer.

As time passed, all of Mike's attention was focused on that eye.

Suddenly, the originally peaceful statue suddenly blinked, and the eye suddenly looked at Mike.

Mike was startled by this sudden change. When he glanced around, he found that he was already in a sea of ​​light blue light.