Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

"Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Flitwick and the rest, welcome to the humble house."

Outside the gate of Godric's Valley Villa, Mike said with a smile on his face.

In addition to Dumbledore and Flitwick, the people who came to visit him this time included Blake, Moody and Lupin, who had not seen him for a long time.

To be honest, this lineup surprised Mike, and he didn't understand the purpose of their visit this time.

"You're too kind, Mike." Dumbledore said with a smile, "The environment in Godric's Hollow is quite good, and I have to say you chose a good place."

"Hahaha, this is all thanks to Professor Flitwick. Well, don't talk about this, everyone come in." Mike stepped aside, made a gesture of please and shouted, "Shuke, prepare for the guests. some refreshments."

Everyone filed in under the leadership of Mike, and Shuke also prepared and served tea early.

"Mike, I'm sorry I didn't inform you in advance about this visit, but suddenly we can't take care of that much anymore." Sitting down on the sofa, Dumbledore said solemnly, "About the Gringotts robbery. You must already know about it, right?"

Mike nodded and answered yes, Dumbledore saw this and continued:

"We discussed it a few times and felt that this matter should not be the work of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, but this matter also reminded me. Mike, because you hindered Voldemort's resurrection before, you are now in a very dangerous situation. Under the circumstances, Voldemort and his henchmen may come to attack you at any time. So I think we should take you to a safer place to spend this summer."

Dumbledore didn't mean to talk nonsense with McDorm at all, and he made his intentions clear as soon as he came up.

Hearing that, Mike frowned.

He instinctively turned his eyes to Flitwick, who wanted to ask his teacher's opinion.

Flitwick, sensing Mike's gaze, just nodded silently.

Now Mike understands that Dumbledore must have visited Professor Flitwick before coming here, and won his consent.

At the same time, Mike also understands that Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick are actually well-intentioned, and they both want their own safety to be guaranteed.

But it is absolutely impossible for Mike to agree to this proposal.

Because higher-intensity protection also means higher-intensity surveillance, once he agrees to Dumbledore's request, he will undoubtedly lose his existing freedom.

This is absolutely unacceptable to Mike.

After making up his mind, Mike looked at Dumbledore and said:

"I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore, I'm sorry I can't accept this offer. I think I'm perfectly able to protect myself."

As soon as Mike said this, everyone present showed a surprised look, and Moody on the side even made a sarcastic statement:

"Huh! Your kindness is being treated as a donkey, Dumbledore! Our little brat has his own mind! Listen to what he has to say, oh! I think I can protect myself completely (yin and yang)! Hahaha, It's really hilarious!"

Moody looked sarcastic and seemed to want to continue, but was stopped by Dumbledore's gaze.

"Mike, I don't think it's a good idea."

Dumbledore persuaded earnestly,

Professor Flitwick, who was on the side, also echoed:

"That's right, Mike. This is different from a normal duel, Voldemort and the Death Eaters will do everything they can to hurt you! Even I can't guarantee your safety! Obedient, with Dumbledore and the others. Let's go, okay?"

"Sorry, I still refuse."

This time, everyone present frowned, and Blake was even more angry. He rushed forward and grabbed Mike's collar first.

However, his tun had just left his seat when a strange sound came from his trouser pocket.

"Oh! Must be Harry! He must have missed me!"

Blake reached for his pocket as he spoke, and the anger on his face turned into a happy smile in an instant.

Seemingly wanting to show off his relationship with Harry, Blake didn't choose to go out to 'answer the phone', and after taking out a small mirror from his pocket, he started talking directly to the mirror.

"Hey! Harry, what's the matter? Don't tell me you miss me, obviously I just left..."

Before Blake could finish speaking, Harry's nervous and anxious voice could be heard in the mirror.

"Black! Something happened! Dementors... Dementors attacked me and Dalí, and I had to use the Patronus Charm! I thought it was no big deal, after all I really had to. But just now, I Received a letter from the Ministry of Magic saying I… said I was fired (crying) and they were going to confiscate my wand!"

"What did you say! How dare they!"

Black roared fiercely, and it took him only 0.1 seconds to go from smiling to anger.

The others in the living room were also surprised when they heard the words.

"Wait, I'll be right back!" Black roared. "I'll see which bastard dares to confiscate your wand!"

After speaking, Blake put away the mirror, and turned his head to use the shadow shift.

However, Dumbledore stopped him aloud.

"Don't worry, Blake, we'll go with you." After that, Dumbledore turned his head to look at Mike, "Mike, since you don't want to move, we won't force you. But proper protection still needs to be done. Well, Professor Moody is a distinguished retired Auror with a wealth of experience in security and security, and I have him here to help you improve the protection of the house."

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that Mike wanted to refuse again, and Dumbledore said again:

"Don't refuse, these are all necessary protective measures and will never affect your daily life."

Seeing this, Mike also knew that this was Dumbledore's bottom line, so he nodded and said:

"Okay, Headmaster Dumbledore, thank you very much for your kindness. Also, can I go see Harry with you?"

"I'm afraid not, Mike, your current situation is not suitable for going out. Even if you follow us, if you encounter an attack, you are likely to be injured."

Mike nodded, and then Dumbledore and everyone rushed to Harry's place without stopping.

The only remaining Moody, he seemed very unhappy with Dumbledore's decision, but he chose to stay.

"Okay, kid, I'm going to start work, you'd better stay away!"

Leaving such a sentence viciously, Moody ignored Mike and began to inspect the house on his own.

Moody first scanned the entire house with his magic eye, then began to spell all the doors, windows and floors, and then turned over the furniture in each room.

His movements were very rough, and the whole villa was messed up by him in the blink of an eye.

But Mike, who has some gunfight experience, can see that Moody is not fooling around. The location of the furniture should be strictly measured, because according to Mike's observation, after the furniture is placed in combination, it is even faint. turned into a cover.

It took a full hour for Moody to finally stop and say to Mike:

"Your home is full of flaws! It can be seen that this villa has been attached with a lot of protection magic, but because no one has taken care of it for many years, many facilities have failed!

Especially the anti-unlocking spell on doors and windows (Anti-Araho hole is specially designed to resist the anti-unlocking spell.), the thief-detecting spell on the outside of the house (used to monitor the spell around the house), and the immobility spell inside the house ( Also known as the anti-jamming spell, it is used to avoid being peeped and eavesdropped, and it can make Muggle cameras and eavesdroppers ineffective.) They have been completely ineffective, and I had to strengthen them!

Despite what I've done, I still don't think you can survive a Death Eater attack, little brat! "

Mike's brows furrowed. He actually thanked Moody a lot, but the words of the bad old man in front of him were a little too aggressive, which made him unhappy.

"You still look a little unconvinced, don't you?" Moody saw Mike's expression, and suddenly approached Mike's face nervously and whispered, "Don't you like me calling you that? Little kid!"

Moody's face looked a little hot in the close up. Mike took two steps back in disgust and said coldly:

"Please show some respect, Professor Moody (emphasis added)"

"Hahaha! It seems that you are really unconvinced, so why don't I show you?"

Moody in front of him laughed like he was suddenly ill, and even took out his wand.

Seeing this, Mike was not to be outdone and took out his wand. Today, Mike is very confident in his own strength, and he does not think Moody is his opponent.

Obviously, Moody thought so too. Seeing Mike took out his wand, Moody's magic eye turned very flexibly, and then his malicious eyes were pulled away from Mike and placed on it. On Shuke on the side.

At this time, Shu Ke was looking unhappy. The cleaning of Godric's Villa has always been in charge of Shu Ke. He knew that Mike, his owner, took the house very seriously, so he took the job of cleaning the house. Treat it as an honor and never allow other house-elves to interfere.

Now that Moody's messed up the house, it naturally caused Shuke's dissatisfaction.

Noticing that Moody's malicious eyes fell on him, Shuke instinctively wanted to hide behind Mike, but Moody's movements were obviously faster.

"\u0026^$!@!"

As a spell that Mike had never heard before was uttered, a nearly transparent beam hit Shuke.

In the next instant, Shuke let out a shrill scream, and Mike was also furious when he saw this. Just as he was about to shoot, he found that Moody's hand suddenly appeared in a steaming lump - Xiang!

"fk!"

Cursing loudly, smelling the stench that was gradually spreading in the air, Mike instinctively covered his mouth and nose, and pointed his wand at Moody.

"Oh! Shuke is going to die! Shuke is going to die... Huh? Shuke... It seems that Shuke is okay."

Shuke's little hand groped back and forth on his body, and after confirming that he was not hurt, he hugged Mike's leg and cried.

And Moody, who was holding 'Flying' in the opposite hand, also spoke at this time, saying:

"Intestinal extraction mantra, a mantra used to treat gastrointestinal blockage and other gastrointestinal problems, it can directly take out the contents of the patient's body, thereby reducing the patient's suffering."

With that said, Moody held Xiang and leaned towards Mike again.

"I've had enough! You disgusting bastard, get out of this house with me!"

Mike roared, but Moody laughed when he heard the words, and continued:

"That's why you're a naive little brat! On the surface, the gut-digging spell is just an ordinary medical spell, specially used to treat some minor ailments, but you really noticed its operation. Is it the way? You know, it can take out items directly from the human body."

Moody's words made Mike think of something. He slowly put down his wand and said solemnly, "You mean..."

"Have you already thought about it? It seems that your small head is not full of paste!" Moody said nervously again, "Yes, the gut-digging spell is actually an extremely lethal spell. With a little modification, such as changing its target from insignificant shit to organs like the heart and liver, it will become the strongest assassination spell!"

"In the hands of a true master, even an ordinary medical spell will turn into a deadly death spell! And those Death Eaters, their methods are countless times more bizarre! They are cruel and bizarre, no matter what you do to prevent them , they can suddenly jump out at a time you can't imagine and kill you with means you can't understand at all! Hahahaha!"

Moody's nervous laughter continued, while Mike beside him was lost in thought.

In fact, he had discovered the problem that Moody said a long time ago. Compared with mages and wizards, his current fighting method is more like a warrior who uses magic, straight and straight, lacking those mysterious methods. There is also a lack of defenses against these means.

Mike turned his attention to the old man in front of him.

Moody, a retired legendary Auror who has spent his life battling Death Eaters, is obviously very knowledgeable about those bizarre tactics.

If he wants to strengthen his ability in this area, Moody is undoubtedly a very good teacher.

Thinking of this, Mike was ready to ask Moody more about it.

However, before Mike's words were spoken, he saw the proud face of Moody on the opposite side and continued:

"Thinking is fixed, this is a common problem for you Muggle wizards! The way you use spells is always very rigid and unimaginative! But it can't be all blamed on you, after all, your teacher is Flitwick, who is full of muscles. The stupid thing! The troll head! That kind of guy likes the straight and powerful magic spell, so the students he teaches can only be brainless idiots like you!"

"You say Professor Flitwick is a fool?"

A cold voice with strong killing intent came out of Mike's mouth. Moody's smile froze. He glanced at Mike's expression without a trace of emotional fluctuations, and turned to run away.

However, Mike is faster than him!

With a sharp finger of the wand in his hand, a strong magic power that was almost substantial turned into a ray of light and shot towards Moody!