Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

It was already noon when Mike woke up the next day. After Dumbledore left last night, Madam Pomfrey gave Mike another large cup of medicine. This medicine seemed to have a calming effect. Mike felt that after drinking it, Sleeping for far longer than usual.

Mike's wand and the wand case given by Professor Flitwick were quietly placed on the bedside table. Mike reached for the wand, preparing to check whether the wand had been damaged in the last battle.

Mike noticed something strange as soon as he got the wand. Although this black pear wood wand looked the same as before, it gave him a completely different feeling.

There was nothing to say about Ollivander's skills. Mike had used other people's wands before, but they were much inferior in all aspects to the blackthorn wand Ollivander had chosen for himself. Although other wands can also be used to release magic, there is always a sense of blockage in the process of transmitting the magic to the wand, which greatly reduces the power of the magic used.

The blackthorn wood wand has no such feeling at all, and the magic power can come and go freely in it. Compared with using other wands, the magic released by Mike using the black roxburgh wand is at least 30% stronger.

After experiencing the battle in the Forbidden Forest, this wand felt to Mike as if it was not a wand at all, but one of Mike's own organs.

The moment the palm of your hand comes into contact with the wand, magic power automatically fills the entire wand.

This feeling is very strange. Under Mike's magic perception, the magic power in the wand is exactly the same as the magic power in his body.

In this state, when Mike releases the magic spell, he doesn't need to bother injecting magic power into the wand at all. The magic power will automatically replenish the magic power in the wand as if it has its own consciousness.

Mike knew exactly what this meant.

In the future, the speed of his spell release will increase to an exaggerated rate, and the power of the spell will also become greater. The specific extent will need to be tested in the Requirement Room after he recovers.

Mike didn't know the reason for his wand's change, but he didn't care. Just like Dumbledore told him last night, no matter what, as long as the result is good. Regarding the wand's mutation, you can just find time to ask Ollivander after the holidays. There is no need to worry about it now.

"Crack."

The door to the infirmary was opened, and Draco walked in furtively.

"Hey, Mike. As soon as I received the news that you woke up, I rushed over to see if you were okay."

"You coward." Mike said, staring at Malfoy expressionlessly.

"I didn't run away at that time, I went to find the rescuers." Draco scratched his head in embarrassment, "Look, didn't I bring that big guy Hagrid to rescue you later? You should really thank me. , if it weren’t for me you might have been burned to death.”

"You coward."

"I didn't mean it at the time, I was just scared." Draco's face turned red.

"You coward."

"Okay! Okay! Sorry! Okay!" Draco said angrily.

"I'm sorry and that's it? What else do Aurors do?"

"Then what else do you want?" Draco heard the meaning behind Mike's words, "How about this, I forgive you for breaking my nose, and you don't tell others what happened that night?"

Mike stroked the wand in his hand and looked at Draco with a half-smile.

"Plus ten ounces of dragon's blood, and I'll keep it a secret for you. You don't want the whole world to know that you abandoned your classmates and ran away alone."

"Five ounces at most, that thing is too expensive!" Draco was furious when he looked at Mike's smiling face.

Mike understood the principle of giving up when something is good, and nodded at Draco. The market price of one ounce of dragon's blood is about 100 gold galleons, and it is still out of stock for a long time. Five ounces is 500 gold galleons, which is almost as much as what I earn from selling Dolphin's magic drink for a semester.

Seeing Mike nod in agreement, Draco was visibly relieved, and the look on his face relaxed a lot.

He walked to Mike's bedside with a very twisted pace, raised his head proudly and said: "In addition, after experiencing what happened in the Forbidden Forest, I think you may be a special mud... well, a Muggle wizard. .Maybe we can make a friend."

"One of the twenty-eight noble pure-blood families, a descendant of the Malfoy family would actually want to make friends with a mudblood? Malfoy, were you hit in the head by a troll?" Mike said sarcastically, "Besides, don't use that kind of thing. When your posture talks to me, I can only see your dirty nostrils and the disgusting nose hairs inside."

Draco was a little surprised at first when he heard Mac calling himself a Mudblood, but he immediately stormed off after hearing what happened next.

"Do you think I want to be friends with you? If my father hadn't asked me to have a good relationship with you, I wouldn't have paid attention to someone like you! If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it." Draco put his hands on his hands. The man on the edge of the bed said, "But believe me, if you continue to hang out with those without talent, you will become like them sooner or later."

After saying that, Draco slammed the door and left.

"This is really surprising. Draco's father can even win over talented Muggle wizards. This has never been shown in the original book." Mike thought, "But this is also reasonable. Race Discrimination, bloodline discrimination, etc. are all insignificant in the face of sufficient interests. I performed well enough, so I attracted their attention, which is normal."

In addition, although he did not get unicorn blood during the trip to the Forbidden Forest, Draco, the culprit, actually came to Mike's house and gave him five ounces of dragon blood, which solved one of Mike's worries. Otherwise, with Mike's financial resources, it would still be a bit difficult to purchase an expensive material like dragon's blood. Good thing now, there might be some left over by then.

After thinking about it, Mike lay down again and stopped thinking about Draco. The conversation with Draco just now made his head hurt again, and he needed a good rest.

Unfortunately, Mike was destined to be unable to take a good rest today. Not long after Draco left, Harry and others came to visit him again.

Harry and Ron, these two heartless guys, only asked Mike about what happened that night so they could go back and brag to their friends, which made Mike's already aching head even more painful.

It's better to be little Hermione. As soon as she walked in, she squatted beside Mike's bed to ask for help. She helped peel an apple and poured water for Mike.

Hermione's eyes were still red, and she had obviously cried before coming.

Looking at the beautiful little loli in front of him, Mike felt that his heart was about to melt.

Mike didn't have any desire in his heart. Some people are like this. Their smile and temperament alone can awaken the hope in others. Mike felt that Hermione was such an angel.

What a good girl, why did she marry Ron in the original book?