Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Three days later, in the Hogwarts school infirmary, Mike was lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully.

It was springtime at this time, and the sunlight outside the house was like golden sand shining on Mike's face through the bay window, making his somewhat pale face with a hint of gold, which contrasted with his golden hair.

It was supposed to be a beautiful picture, however, our Mike didn't think so.

As if his nap was disturbed by the bright sunlight, Mike's brows were furrowed together, and he instinctively turned his head to the other side where the sunlight could not shine.

"Hey! Move, move! Wake up, wake up!"

A tired, surprised voice came, and Mike finally woke up.

Mike opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the snow-white ceiling in the ward.

'I slept really well. ' Mike turned his back to the sky, thinking, 'Huh? Strange ceiling, where am I? ’

In a trance, Mike finally found that he was not sleeping in his bedroom, but in an unfamiliar room.

‘No, it’s not right to say unfamiliar. This...how does this ceiling look so familiar? It's like... the ceiling of the infirmary. ’

Mike woke up just staring at the ceiling in a daze.

It has been a long time since he slept so comfortably. He must have slept for a long time. Why?

The sour and soft feeling on the body and the eyelids that still cannot be opened are the best proofs, which are obviously symptoms of excessive sleep.

'It's so comfortable. Why don't you just get some more sleep. ’

Thinking of this, Mike smiled and prepared to close his eyes and sleep for a while. However, at this moment, a girl's face with tears raining pear blossoms suddenly appeared in front of him.

If he usually encounters this kind of picture, Mike promises that he will kiss him without hesitation, but at the moment Mike is still in a trance state without waking up, so...

"Wow!"

I saw Mike screamed, then pulled the quilt and shrank back suddenly. It was okay to not move, but when Mike moved, he felt a burning pain in his chest.

Under the stimulation of this pain, Mike remembered everything.

'I was in a coma, and a freckled female version of Jack the Ripper cut my chest open! ’

Mike hurriedly lifted the quilt and looked at his chest, only to find that the huge wound in his memory was now a snow-white bandage entangled in layers.

Mike still couldn't believe it, he reached out and pressed it twice.

'call! Fortunately, it is real, so it turned out to be a nightmare? ’

"Mike, are you okay?"

"Yes, Mike, don't scare us!"

Mike, who was relieved, turned his head to look, and saw that there were still a group of people around his hospital bed, Penello, Franklin, and the Salvation trio were all there.

Among them, Penello looked at himself with tears in his eyes, with two light dark circles hanging on his delicate face, obviously not well rested.

"Ah, I'm fine. Sorry I made you worry."

Mike reported peace to everyone, and the last apology was said by Penello.

Penello naturally understood what Mike meant, and when he heard Mike say sorry, he jumped into Mike's arms.

Mike, who was still bandaged on his chest, couldn't stand her blow, and he snorted and bowed like a lobster.

"sorry Sorry!"

Penello also discovered that his actions were inappropriate, and his body bounced away at once. He wanted to help in a hurry, but he was afraid of hurting Mike again, and finally had to apologize.

"You are really in love. Penello has been by your side since you were injured, and he seldom sleeps."

Harry on the side sighed enviously, and at the same time silently added in his heart: 'Unlike me, a single dog. ’

"Yes, yes! What a loving couple!" Franklin said feebly, "Some people,

I'm really forgetful, you must know that I also guarded you for three days, you can see that I have dark circles under my eyes! "

Seeing the exaggerated expression on Franklin's face, Mike's mouth twitched for a while, and he complained, "Yes... I'm sorry, I really can't see the dark circles on your face."

As soon as this statement came out, Penello and Harry were the first to react, and a smile appeared on Penello's face, which was still dripping with tears, and Harry couldn't close his mouth.

Ron, who was beside Harry, looked at the two people who were laughing and stunned.

Harry obviously found Ron's embarrassment, and quickly reached into Ron's ear and whispered.

Now Ron finally understood where the laughter was, and laughed too.

Even Hermione, who hid in the corner of the ward as soon as Mike woke up, was amused by Mike's slightly racist joke.

Then she felt that it was not good to laugh because of the skin color of others, so she forcibly held back her smile, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the ward suddenly became joyful, Mike also put a smile on his face, secretly giving Franklin a thumbs up.

This guy Franklin did it on purpose!

After seeing Mike's gesture, Franklin also shook his eyebrows at Mike, indicating that Mike should not take it to heart.

"What are you talking about, so happy."

Just as everyone laughed, a familiar voice came over.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, and saw that Professor Flitwick and Madam Pomfler had come to the ward with a freckled girl at some point, and they were looking at everyone with a smile.

The laughter stopped abruptly. Before they came, Madam Pomfleur had warned them that they must not shout to disturb the patient's rest, and they laughed so loud just now...

Thinking of this, Harry and Ron's bodies trembled, as if they had imagined the scene of Madam Pomfler throwing them out of the infirmary one by one.

But to their surprise, Madame Pomfleur and Professor Flitwick didn't look at them at all.

Everyone turned their heads to follow Professor Flitwick's gaze, and saw that Mike was tremblingly pointing at the freckled girl who came with Professor Flitwick and Madam Pomfleur, with a look of horror on his face.

"Jack the Ripper!"

As Mike said these five words tremblingly, everyone's eyes fell on the freckled girl again.

Perhaps because she was a little embarrassed to be looked at by so many people, the freckled girl smiled awkwardly and ducked behind Madam Pomfleur.

"What is Jack the Ripper?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"That's a serial killer who likes to dissect other people's bodies, often appearing in novels and music." Hermione couldn't help but popularize, "It is said that Jack the Ripper is a real serial murderer in London for more than 100 years. guilty."

"I'm helping you heal!"

After hearing Hermione's words, the freckled girl stuck her head out from behind Madam Pomfleur and said weakly.

"Oh! You call my chest split open and stir in it as therapy?" Mike sneered, "I really want to thank you!"

The freckled girl was beaten by Mike and immediately retracted behind Madam Pomfrey again, looking very scared.

At this moment, Mrs. Pomfleur finally couldn't stand it anymore, and explained: "Okay Mike, Soraka is indeed helping you heal. You should be lucky, Soraka is my most optimistic student. If it weren't for her superb skills, you would definitely leave a big hole in your chest!"

Hearing that, Mike immediately reached out and touched his chest again, and found that the wound bound by the bandage was really flat, with no depression at all, so he could not help calming down slowly.

"Okay, my fault. But you shouldn't let me see the treatment process. To be honest, I was really scared." Mike is still a little frightened when he recalls the scene that day, "You really can't imagine one day you The feeling when you wake up suddenly and see that your stomach has been gutted!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just too excited, so I forgot to feed you the water of life and death (Sleeping Potions)." Soraka's weak voice came from behind Madam Pomfleur, "but I had to Say your internal organs are beautiful, especially your kidneys, healthier and stronger than most people."

Harry and the others suddenly became horrified after hearing the second half of Soraka's words. They really couldn't imagine who would think other people's internal organs look good.

"Okay, don't worry about this." Professor Flitwick took out a bag of seamless stretch spells and said, "Mike, we have a surprise for you!"

Mike took the bag and opened it, and found that it was the equipment that he had taken off before the game, in addition to 50 gold Galleons and a Hogwarts school badge-style badge.

"Here are your bonuses and prizes. Unfortunately, since you are tied for the championship with Cedric this time, the bonus can only be divided equally with Cedric." Professor Flitwick paused and said, "But luckily The thing is, I won this medal for the duel champion for you. As for Cedric, he has other compensations."

Before Professor Flitwick could finish speaking, Mike took out the badge.

The silver badge shone in the spring sunshine, and the representative creatures of the four academies engraved on it were even more lifelike, as if they would jump off the badge at any time.

Penello and others stared at this exquisite badge with their mouths open, which represented the glory of the duel champion. Although it was only a duel champion among Hogwarts students, it was enough to prove Mike's strength.

However, the reason why Mike is so happy is not because of the symbolic meaning of the badge, but its actual ability.

It can always be alert to attacks coming towards Mike, and automatically releases armor to protect itself.

Does it sound tasteless?

It's just a body armor, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

actually not.

After crossing into the Harry Potter world, Mike has been thinking about a question, how big is the threat of firearms to wizards?

At first, Mike felt that although wizards possessed terrifying power, their bodies were actually no different from ordinary people. That is to say, wizards would be injured and die if they were hit by bullets.

Even with such powerful protective spells as armor and bodyguards, wizards are still powerless in the face of Muggle sniping from long distances, because the speed of the bullets is so fast that the reflex nerves of human beings can react at all. But come.

Mike even thought about finding some snipers to snipe the old devil after Voldemort was resurrected.

However, this plan was canceled after Mike's research on spells became more and more profound.

Because Mike found that when the spiritual power is strong to a certain extent, the wizard will have an ability similar to the sixth sense, which can effectively make the wizard perceive the upcoming attack, so as to defend or evade in advance.

Of course, if you want this ability, you must cultivate your spiritual power to an extremely terrifying level. To what extent Mike does not know, but there is no doubt that Dumbledore and Voldemort must have this ability.

To sum up, long-distance sniping can kill most wizards, including all Hogwarts professors, and Mike is of course among them.

Mike used to worry about whether he would sleep well in bed one day, but was suddenly shot in the head with a sniper rifle, but now Mike doesn't have to worry.

Because after having this badge that can automatically release armor and bodyguards, at least ordinary bullets can no longer kill him.

And from the question of "Can a sniper rifle kill Voldemort in a sneak attack", Mike also understood why the Muggle world still coexists peacefully with the wizarding world even though it already has a terrifying weapon like nuclear weapons. The reason is that Dumbledore and Voldemort A legendary wizard is equivalent to a nuclear weapon in the wizarding world!

You can imagine that a wizard of Dumbledore's level can release a spell of annihilation with every gesture, and also has the ability to teleport, become invisible, become others, control the mind, and so on. It can be said that facing such a powerful wizard with the current level of Muggle weapons would have to pay an unimaginable price even if he finally won.

So the wizarding world and the Muggle world have now formed a strange balance, and the two are intimidating each other.

But generally speaking, Muggles still have the upper hand in this silent war, because the population of wizards is dwindling, and the technology of Muggles is still improving.

Wizards like Dumbledore have only appeared in the entire wizarding world for hundreds of years. It is conceivable that there will be fewer and fewer wizards of this level in the future when the population of the wizarding world is declining.

And the speed of research on magic spells in the wizarding world is far less than the speed of technological progress of Muggles.

That is to say.

If one day there will no longer be a great wizard like Dumbledore in the wizarding world, or Muggles have developed more powerful weapons.

Then the end of the wizards will come. You must know that Muggles have long been thirsty for the supernatural power mastered by wizards.