Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Mike is saying goodbye to the last group of party guests.

"We had a great time today, thank you very much for your generosity, Mr. Townley."

"This is what I should do as the host, please don't take it to heart, beautiful ladies."

Mike responded very politely to the enthusiasm of the Beauxbaton girls in front of him, and when they saw Mike's warm smile and handsome face at this moment, a blush rose on their faces.

They seemed to want to say something to Mike, but a voice suddenly interrupted them.

"Ladies, I'm sorry I have to interrupt your conversation. I have something to talk to Mike about, and besides, it's almost dinner time, maybe you should go to rest first."

The person who came was Professor Flitwick. Ms. Maxim's long-term high-pressure education gave them a sense of urgency when facing Flitwick at this moment, as if they had been caught by the teacher for their puppy love. The two of Levy bowed slightly and saluted before leaving in a hurry.

"Phew, these girls are really difficult to deal with. Fortunately, you are here, Professor Flitwick."

Seeing that those people had finally left, Mike breathed a sigh of relief and said to Professor Flitwick.

"Okay, Mike, come with me, I have something to tell you." Flitwick said with a serious face, "very important thing!"

Realizing that something was wrong, Mike put away the smile on his face and responded, "Okay, professor!"

The two were silent all the way, until they arrived at Professor Flitwick's office, and Flitwick said impatiently:

"Mike, don't use black magic anymore, at least until you are an adult, don't use it again."

"Professor, why is this?" Mike asked with doubts, "If you are worried that using black magic will affect my mind, then you can rest assured that my mental strength and will are very strong, and I have enough Self-confidence can withstand those influences."

"I believe you can do it!" Professor Flitwick said firmly, "But some people don't believe it!"

Mike was startled when he heard the words. He had a faint guess in his heart, but he still asked uncertainly:

"You mean... Mr. Headmaster, he..."

"That's right! That old antique! He thinks your method of dealing with that fire dragon is very cruel, plus your attainments in black magic, so he suspects that your mind has been affected!"

Mike licked his somewhat dry lips. If he was really targeted by Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard in the world, then his plan would definitely be greatly affected.

After thinking for a while, Mike finally said in a hoarse voice:

"He, what are you going to do?"

"Who knows? Maybe I want to have a good talk with you and do some psychological counseling." Professor Flitwick sneered, "Or use force to deter, such as burning your locker in front of you, huh Hehe. Don't think I'm kidding. There's a precedent. He did it when he was teaching Tom (Voldemort) and you've seen it. It turns out that it didn't work at all. , and even have the opposite effect.”

Hearing this, Mike was a little surprised.

What surprised him was not that Professor Flitwick just told the secrets of Voldemort and Dumbledore back then, but that he learned a bad news from Professor Flitwick's words.

Dumbledore seems to think of himself as the second Voldemort.

Mike couldn't help but want to scold the street.

Now that Hogwarts has almost been infiltrated into a sieve, Voldemort is also waiting for an opportunity to be resurrected in the dark, and Dumbledore doesn't guard Voldemort well,

He turned his attention to himself!

But after thinking for a while, Mike could understand Dumbledore a little bit.

Reviving Voldemort may have been part of Dumbledore's demon-killing plan. If this is the case, then now should have reached a critical moment.

At this critical moment, Dumbledore would never allow any variables to arise.

As for himself, he was obviously treated as a variable.

Professor Flitwick, who was on the side, saw that Mike was silent, with a serious face, and there was a little softness on the original serious face.

"Mike, you don't have to worry too much, I'm here for everything." Professor Flitwick said in a slow tone, "I can assure you that Dumbledore won't do anything to you if I'm here."

Hearing this, Mike looked at Flitwick in surprise.

He didn't expect Flitwick to say such a thing, because from what he knew, Dumbledore was obviously not the kind of person who would change his mind easily.

But seeing Flitwick's determined expression, Mike couldn't say anything to refute him, so he just nodded and said:

"Hmm! Yes, Professor."

"But we still have to do the work that needs to be done. First of all, you must never use black magic again." Professor Flitwick said, "Secondly, your Los Santos student aid plan should be temporarily suspended. a bit."

"Why? I just want to support those students."

"Okay, Mike, there's no need to say these scenes to me." Flitwick shook his head and said, "We all see some things, but we just don't bother to care about you. It's like you let those who are affected by you Sponsored students go around spying on Moody like that.

I didn't think it was a big deal at first, but now it seems that maybe this incident made Dumbledore think of some bad possibility, so the current incident happened. "

"Okay, I'll temporarily disband the mutual aid club."

"That's the best."

A smile appeared on Professor Flitwick's face again, and then he seemed to feel that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit too serious, and said:

"Well, after telling you such a bad news, I also have good news for you. We will hold a dance at Christmas. Please note that this dance will be different from the banquet we held before , this is the most formal ball.

As a Triwizard warrior, you'll need a gown and a beautiful partner to lead the dance at the beginning of the ball. By the way, speaking of partners, how far have you and Penello grown? When can I hold my baby? "

Mike said dumbfoundedly: "Oh! Professor, you know, we are still young, this matter..."

"This matter cannot be delayed!" Flitwick interrupted Mike, "If possible, you can even consider having a husband before graduation. Anyway, Penello will graduate next year, right? You can be at home by then Babysitting. Of course, if she wants to work, don't you have two house elves? They're good babysitters too.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying this because I want to hold a baby myself, I'm doing it for your own good. You must know that in the wizarding world, population is the biggest advantage. Look at the Weasley family, although they are so poor, they have a lot of people. I can swear that in another ten years, when the children in their family are all grown up, the Weasley family will be prosperous. "

"All right! All right! I will work hard!"

In the dimly lit office, the old and the young looked at each other and Qiqi laughed.

...

At noon the next day, Mike, who had been meditating all night, finally finished washing and went out to the kitchen.

He made an appointment with Harry and the others yesterday, and today he will go to the kitchen to meet the two house elves Dobby and Winky.

He originally wanted to know some news about Barty Crouch Jr. from Winky, so that he could find the mouse and prevent Voldemort from being resurrected.

But Professor Flitwick's conversation with him last night had changed his mind.

Perhaps it would be most correct to bring Voldemort back to life.

After all, if Voldemort is resurrected, then Dumbledore's attraction will be completely attracted by Voldemort, and then he can hide in the dark and watch the tiger fight.

Even, when the two of them are both hurt later, he may still be able to come out and find a leak.

Of course, all of the above are largely Mike's self-comfort.

The biggest reason why Mike chose not to intervene in this matter is because it is very likely that Dumbledore meant to resurrect Voldemort.

If I forcibly intervene in an attempt to stop it, let alone offending Voldemort, even Dumbledore may turn around and deal with him.

Mess with the strongest black wizard and white wizard at the same time?

Mike thinks he doesn't have the guts yet.

But even though Mike didn't intend to stop Little Barty and the others, he was still going to go to the appointment. After all, even if he planned to go dormant, he still had to collect the information he should collect.

Otherwise, if things changed, wouldn't he become blind and deaf.

Thinking of this, Mike had already walked near the kitchen, and saw the three of Harry who were waiting for him not far away.

The three of them hid around a corner, seemingly afraid of approaching the Hufflepuff common room.

This is not difficult to understand, because the relationship between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff has become particularly tense now that Harry has inexplicably become a warrior.

If Harry was spotted hanging around the door of their common room by his Hufflepuff classmates, this behavior could easily be interpreted as showing off.

"Mike! Thank goodness you are here at last! We are almost dying of embarrassment here!" Harry found Mike and said happily, "Quick! Let's go to the kitchen quickly, I really don't want to stay here!"

After that, he led Hermione and Ron into the kitchen.

Mike scratched his head speechlessly. The time he and Harry agreed on was one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only half past twelve.

So it was Harry and the others who came too early.

But Mike didn't say much, but followed him into the kitchen.

The Hogwarts kitchen hasn't changed much from when Mike came here before, but because the lunch time has just passed, the elves are now busy washing dishes in the kitchen.

Although they are very busy now, after seeing Mike and the others coming in, almost all the elves stopped what they were doing and looked at this side together.

"Oh! Mr. Townley! You haven't come here for a long time! Is there anything I can do for you? You know, we can prepare any food for you!" An elderly house elf rubbed his hands excitedly, Said in that old voice, "That's right! Mr. Diggory happens to be here too! Maybe you can sit down and eat some together, just like before!"

Hearing this, Harry's body froze suddenly.

If he had to say who was the last person he wanted to meet in Hogwarts right now, it would be that Cedric hadn't run away.

"Thank you, but we just had lunch now, so we can't eat anything else for the time being."

The little elf had a disappointed expression on his face.

"But maybe having a cup of after-dinner black tea is a good choice, what do you think?"

Mike turned to look at the three of Harry.

Ron nodded quickly.

"No! We don't need it!" Hermione said to the house elf with a gentle look, "We are different from some people, and we will never enslave you!"

After all, he gave Mike a hard look.

However, Hermione's kindness did not receive the desired result.

After hearing her words, all the house elves around her cast resentful glances at her, and the elderly house elf in front of Mike and the others was trembling with anger.

"you you…"

Seeing that the little elf was about to die from anger, Mike said hastily:

"Okay, stop the ink. Get us four cups of black tea, and then you can get on with your work."

Mike's tone was quite blunt, exactly that kind of tough command tone.

Hermione originally wanted to criticize Mike, but what she didn't expect was that the trembling old elf who had just fought back recovered immediately after hearing Mike's order.

"As you wish, Mr. Townley!"

The old elf saluted Mike cheerfully, then went to work, and gave Hermione a haughty look before leaving.

"Are you crazy? Come back!"

Hermione stepped forward to stop her, but was pulled back by Mike.

"Okay, don't do this." Mike said, "It happens that Cedric is here, let's go to Cedric's and talk slowly. Don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation about the house elves. .”

Under Mike's pressure, Hermione finally calmed down.

Harry next to him was a little embarrassed when he heard the words:

"This... this doesn't look very good, does it?"

"What's wrong with this, don't worry, I know Cedric very well, he is not such a stingy guy."

After that, Mike pulled Hermione straight to the dining table he was familiar with.

Seeing this, Harry and Ron behind could only follow.

After walking away for a while, Mike saw Cedric sitting alone on the round table and eating happily.

"Cedric, long time no see!"

Hearing Mike's voice, Cedric quickly raised his head and said with a smile:

"Hey! Mike! You..."

Cedric's words stopped suddenly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Because he saw Harry not far behind Mike.