Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Mike quickly came to Professor Flitwick's office, carefully checked his appearance and found that there was nothing that needed improvement, and then knocked on the office door.

Only after Flivi's shrill voice came from inside did Mike push the door open and enter.

As soon as he entered the office, Mike smelled the strong sweet aroma in the office. I saw that the cup on the table in front of Professor Flitwick was steaming, and that smell came from there.

"What are you doing standing still? Please take a seat." Flitwick waved his wand, and a chair opposite him automatically opened up. "How have you been lately, Mike?"

Mike said to Flitwick that it was okay, but his attention was still on the unknown drink. The sweet aroma was really too sweet and a bit cloying.

Noticing that Mike had been looking at the cup of sweet tea, Flitwick replaced it with new tea for Mike with a wave of his wand.

"That was what the previous guest drank. That guest particularly liked sweet things."

Mike thought he might have guessed who it was.

"It seems that you have discovered that room. How is it? It's not bad." Flitwick asked.

"It's absolutely amazing. That room is like a wishing machine. Whatever I want is given to me." Mike pretended to be very excited and said, "And I also felt the existence of magic there, that feeling. It’s indescribable.”

"You sensed it? How is this possible?" Professor Flitwick's eyebrows seemed to fly in surprise, "You are truly the most talented little Ravenclaw I have ever seen."

Mike picked up the newly brewed tea on the table and took a sip, looking very proud.

"Being able to sense magic means that you already have the potential to become a real wizard. You must know that in the past, when magic spells were not simplified, only those who could sense magic were considered qualified to learn magic.

But even in that era when wizards were prosperous, there were not many young wizards at your age who could do this. You really surprised me. "

"Thank you for the compliment, Dean Flitwick."

"The next thing you have to do is to meditate continuously. Meditation can enhance your ability to perceive and control magic.

But be careful not to meditate for more than 10 minutes a day. You are still young and your mental power is not strong enough. If you meditate for too long, you will become mentally weak.

If you overdraw your mental energy for a long time, it may cause irreparable damage to your spirit. This is no joke, so be careful. "

Mike nodded in agreement, but he was wondering in his heart. He meditated for about half an hour every day, but he didn't feel anything unusual. Could it be because he was an adult in his previous life, so his mental power was particularly strong? Or is it because of the drinks you often drink?

Professor Flitwick was still in an excited mood. He had jumped down from the special high chair and was walking back and forth in the office with his short legs, seemingly looking for something. Wearing something.

"Aha! Found it. Mike, this is for you." Flitwick threw a wooden box to Mike. "Little wizards who perform well should be rewarded. Open it quickly and take a look."

Mike took the wooden box and opened it. Inside was a pendant that looked like a raven.

This pendant is completely dark but reflects a kind of faint light, especially the two eyes of the raven where the light flows as if they are alive. The material of the pendant cannot be identified, but it feels cool to the touch. It can be expected that if it is worn close to the flesh, it will be very cool in summer.

"What are you doing in a daze? Bring it on and give it a try." Professor Flitwick was impatient. Seeing Mike in a daze, he urged, "This is an old antique. It was made by ancient wizards to help young wizards sense and control magic. At present, There are no more than ten people in the wizarding world who can make such a pendant."

Mike put on the pendant. Surprisingly, the feeling of the pendant against his flesh was not as cold as he had guessed before. Instead, it had a hint of warmth, a bit like jade.

"Does it have a name?"

"Of course, it is one of the treasures left by Ms. Ravenclaw. It is called greed. It means never giving up the thirst for knowledge."

"Greedy? I love it! Thank you so much, Dean Flitwick."

Flitwick smiled and waved his hand and said, "As I just said, little wizards who perform well should be rewarded. Also, how was your flying lesson?"

Speaking of flying lessons, Mike is really hard to describe. Mike was a bank robber in his previous life. He was not the outdated robber of the 1980s, but a representative of outstanding robbers in the new century.

Do you know what the best robbers of the new century are?

It was the kind where all kinds of black technologies were available. Mike even thought that if he hadn't failed the civil service exam, he would have become a federal agent.

Of course, Mike is no stranger to flying. He can do things like skydiving, hang gliding, and even wingsuit flying. Mike, who has had these experiences, is naturally comfortable using flying brooms. However, the flying brooms in the wizarding world are really weird.

The broomsticks given to them by the school did not have the magic cushions that Mike had expected. The students riding on the brooms were just like riding on a wooden stick.

The feeling is not to mention how refreshing it is, and the steering of the broomstick is particularly difficult and completely depends on the user's center of gravity. The combination of the two would be doomed. If you are not careful, you will be turned upside down, so Mike's first flying lesson ended quickly, and Mike couldn't stand it at all.

Only those little wizards who are flying for the first time and are full of desire for flying can persevere.

But even so, Mike's flying is much better than other little wizards, after all, he has rich experience.

"Uh, okay." Mike said perfunctorily, "Why do you ask?"

"Harry Potter joins the Gryffindor Quidditch team, becoming the youngest member ever to join the school Quidditch team.

If you have time, go find Penelo and ask her to take you to see Quidditch. I'm very optimistic about you, Mike. "

After saying that, Flitwick showed a fatherly smile to Mike.

Mike was startled by this smile and trembled. You can imagine what it would be like to have a fatherly smile on Professor Flitwick's face that looked like a goblin. To be honest, it was really scary.

Mike hurriedly thanked Flitwick and left the office.

Feeling the Greedy Pendant radiating warmth on his chest, Mike couldn't help but laugh.

I never expected that my dear Flitwick would be so generous. This pendant is a good thing. Mike can clearly feel that his magic perception has greatly increased with the blessing of the pendant. The magic power that he could not control on his own before has also increased. A little loose.

If you put something like this outside, your head would probably be robbed, right?

With excitement, Mike hurried to the Ravenclaw lounge. He had no time to appreciate his good luck now. He had more important things to do.