Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Then can you help me?"

Seeing Harry's excited look, Mike smiled happily.

Harry is indeed still the innocent little angel, still so innocent.

"Of course, but I still need to prepare some things." Mike vowed, "Let's call some people together after I find the venue, and we will learn the Patronus Charm together. Maybe I can convince Lupin by then The professor is here to teach us."

Harry didn't care about what Mike said about asking Lupine to teach. Since the level of defense against the dark arts classes at Hogwarts has generally been low in the past two years, even though Lupine performed very well on the train, Harry didn't care. I still have doubts about Lupine's teaching level.

Moreover, Lu Ping is a professor and he is very busy. Why would he come to teach you so late at night for no reason?

Although he was full of doubts in his heart, Harry did not show it on the surface, but thanked Mike very politely.

Seeing this, Mike didn't intend to continue on this topic. If Harry insisted on teaching him tonight, it would be over. He hadn't mastered the Patronus Charm yet.

Noticing that Harry was still looking a little sad after learning about the Patronus Curse, Mike thought about it and said, "What happened to you today? Did anything else happen?"

It was okay if he didn't ask, but once he asked, Harry couldn't hold back any longer, and told Mike all the bad things that happened to him today like pouring beans.

Since Harry is really not a good storyteller, and what he said contained strong subjective wishes, it took Mike a long time to figure out what happened today.

It turned out that this morning, Harry and others went to their first divination class. They were all happily doing divination experiments, making up strange stories to deceive each other, and having a great time.

However, the professor of Divination, Professor Sybill Trelawney, who had made legendary predictions, actually jumped out and predicted that Harry would die!

If other people were talking about Harry, they would definitely regard it as a joke, but this was a prediction made by the Divination class professor, and the other person also said that he had a nose and eyes, and even told him that he had seen a big black dog.

This made Harry a little doubtful.

However, this wasn't the worst part. Hagrid had his first class in the afternoon, and Harry and others went to cheer for Hagrid.

Most of the usual Care of Magical Creatures classes are about learning theoretical knowledge. Even the living magical creatures that come into contact are small, not very lethal and cute in appearance, like bowtruckles and vixenids.

But Hagrid didn't take the usual path, or his aesthetics were completely different from the public. He actually brought a living hippogriff!

As the name suggests, a hippogriff is a creature with the head and talons of an eagle, the body of a horse, the tail of a lion, and a pair of large feathered wings.

This creature is actually a cross between a griffon and a female horse. It is huge and somewhat aggressive, but because it has griffin blood, it can also be tamed as a mount.

For the above reasons, the Ministry of Magic gave it a danger rating of 3x, which means that capable wizards can deal with this creature.

In fact, Hagrid was already very conservative. Mike was surprised when he didn't directly pull out a 4x or even 5x creature.

Dealing with this kind of creature is actually very simple. It is enough to win the respect of the other party. Bowing to him is of course one of the ways.

Logically speaking, this should be a thrilling but uneventful lesson, but Hagrid clearly underestimated the naughty child's ability to cause trouble.

The result of this poor consideration was that Malfoy was scratched because he was rude to the hippogriff named Buckbeak.

Although the injury was not serious, it was Malfoy's own fault.

But Hagrid still needs to bear the main responsibility, because he is the professor, and he is the one who brought a level 3x magical creature to these third-year students.

And these third-year students are obviously not 'capable wizards'.

"Do you think Hagrid will be expelled because of this matter?"

Harry asked Mike worriedly. He had a good relationship with Hagrid and didn't want him to be expelled just like that.

"Don't worry, you will definitely not be expelled, but I guess you will have to learn a lesson."

Harry was really worried. Who was Hagrid?

The half-giant with half-giant blood was Dumbledore's right-hand man, and Dumbledore was very nice to him.

You must know that Hagrid was expelled from Hogwarts because he was framed by Tom Riddle. His wand was broken by the Ministry of Magic and he was ordered to never use magic. But what was the result?

Dumbledore secretly repaired his wand and hid it in the small pink umbrella he carried with him.

Otherwise, why would Hagrid carry that little umbrella even if it wasn't raining? Shade?

Harry was relieved when he heard Mike say that Hagrid would not be expelled. He didn't know why he trusted Mike so much. He just felt that if Mike said that Hagrid would be fine, then he would be fine.

As for Mike saying that Hagrid would be taught a lesson, Harry didn't care. As long as he wasn't expelled, it was just a lesson. Harry believed that Hagrid could withstand it given his physique.

After Mike told about Hagrid, he also became very interested in the hippogriff named Buckbeak.

He had only seen pictures of these large magical creatures in books before, and had never had close contact with them, so he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"I said, how about we go see Hagrid and Buckbeak?"

"this……"

Harry hesitated when faced with Mike's suggestion. Did he know that the relationship between Mike and Hagrid was not very good? If the two of them quarreled again, which side should he side with?

"Don't worry, I won't quarrel with Hagrid." Mike promised firmly, "And after something like this happened, shouldn't we go see Hagrid? He may be very sad now."

Harry thought so and said, "Okay then, I'll ask Ron and Hermione to go with us."

Mike nodded in agreement, and the two began to search for Ron and Hermione.

Ron is easier to find. This guy is a wizard chess fan. Whenever he has free time, he will stay in the lounge to find someone to play chess with.

But Hermione was in more trouble. Since Hermione had chosen all the electives this year, she was very busy. When Mike and others found her, she was writing homework in the library.

Looking at the pile of books as tall as a person on Hermione's desk, Mike couldn't help but swallow.

This is a real academic master.

Faced with Mike's invitation, Hermione hesitated and finally agreed.

When the four of them headed towards Hagrid's cabin, Mike finally couldn't help but ask Hermione:

"Hermione, I heard you signed up for all your electives?"

"Yes, so I have a lot of homework. If possible, I hope we can end this visit as soon as possible so that I can go back and complete the homework as soon as possible."

After hearing Hermione's words, Ron immediately became dissatisfied and whispered: "Then you don't have to come..."

When he was halfway through his words, both Mike and Hermione cast their gazes on his face, causing him to swallow the next words.

Seeing that Ron stopped talking, Mike continued: "No, I'm a little confused now. If I remember correctly, the times of those elective courses conflict with each other. How did you manage to take two courses at the same time? ?”

"Actually, there are three courses, divination and arithmetic..."

Halfway through his words, Ron was once again knocked back by Hermione's angry gaze.

"I will take care of it. I have already discussed it with Professor McGonagall, and she agrees with me to do this." Hermione explained to Mike angrily, and perhaps realizing that her words were a bit rushed, Hermione then Min added, "Thank you for your concern, Mike."

Seeing that Hermione didn't want to say more and Mike didn't press for it, he smiled and said, "You're welcome, I'm just worried that you might be tired. To be honest, it's really hard for you to be like this."

When he said this, Mike's eyes kept scanning Hermione's body, and finally fell on a metal necklace around her neck.

And Hermione couldn't help but blush as she listened to Mike's gentle words and felt his hot gaze scanning her body.

Ron, who was walking at the back, saw all this, and he silently made a retching motion.

The group of people came to Hagrid's cabin talking and laughing, but as soon as they entered, they smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Hermione, Harry and others couldn't help frowning and covering their noses. Only Mike stepped forward calmly.

I saw Hagrid lying on the ground crookedly, crying and pouring wine into his mouth. There were already piles of wine barrels around him. Each of these wine barrels was huge, half a person tall. Mike was really It was impossible to imagine just how much alcohol Hagrid drank.

Hagrid looked at Mike with drunken eyes and was stunned for a moment before he recognized Mike's identity. He suddenly got angry and roared, and smashed the barrel of wine on Mike.

Harry, Hermione and others' expressions changed greatly. They never expected that Hagrid would be drunk and attack Mike, and they suddenly screamed.

But Mike didn't panic at all. Amid Hermione and the others' screams, Mike silently raised his wand and drew a symbol in the air.

"Armor protection."

Immediately afterwards, a protective shield suddenly appeared to block the wine barrel.

In just a moment, the wine barrel shattered, and the scarlet wine in the barrel spilled onto the floor, making the smell of wine in the cabin even stronger.

"You are the same bad boy as that little Death Eater from the Malfoy family. They are both bad!"

Hagrid stood up while swearing, raised a fist bigger than a casserole and hit Mike.

"Collapsed."

Mike raised his eyebrows and shot out a red light, knocking Hagrid to the ground.

"It seems I came at the wrong time."

After doing all this, Mike turned around and shrugged his shoulders to Hermione and others who looked shocked.

Only then did Harry and the others react and hurried forward to check Hagrid's condition, but before they could get close to Hagrid lying on the ground, they heard a thunderous snoring sound.

…

Harry and others were speechless.

Mike walked to the grove outside the cabin regardless, and with his magic perception, he could clearly detect the presence of a Hippogriff in the fence there.

"Hey, Mike! Where are you going?"

Harry and others saw Mike quietly walking out of the hut, and hurriedly followed him.

"Since Hagrid is drunk, I can only go and see Buckbeak by myself." Mike said matter-of-factly.

"Isn't this not good?"

Harry muttered under his breath, he really didn't know how to stop Mac.

While Harry was thinking hard about how to persuade Mike, Mike led a few people to a pasture.

"Oh, this is so...so beautiful."

Looking at the hippogriff with its wings spread out in front of him, Mike let out a heartfelt admiration.

"Yeah, it's really cool." Ron agreed with gloating, "It's a pity that you didn't come to the Care of Magical Creatures class. Not only did Hagrid let us ride it in that class, but Malfoy was also arrested. hurt!"

Mike glanced at Ron and said calmly: "It's a pity, I can still ride it now."

After saying that, Mike walked towards Buckbeak in the fence.

"No!"

Hermione and Harry shouted in unison.

Hermione felt that this creature had just hurt someone today and was very dangerous. Harry simply felt that it was not good for them to contact Buckbeak without Hagrid's consent.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to Mike." Ron said in an indifferent tone, "Don't forget, he is the dueling champion of Hogwarts."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Harry and Hermione saw Mike walking towards the beast and took out his dark wand.

Now Harry and Hermione began to worry about Buckbeak.

"Armor protection."

Mike quietly looked at the hippogriff in front of him who was wary of him, and silently put on a layer of armor to protect himself.

When Buckbeak saw Mike starting to cast a spell, he suddenly became anxious. He faced Mike and stretched out his wings to make his body look even larger, while at the same time he let out a warning cry like an eagle.

"Bow quickly! Mike!"

Harry shouted anxiously that this was the method Hagrid taught him, as long as he bowed to Buckbeak, he would be recognized by it.

However, Mike raised his wand to Buckbeak indifferently.

"Roar!"

Seeing Mike pointing the wand at him, Buckbeak became furious. He roared and wanted to tear the little man in front of him into pieces with his claws.

However, the next moment, Buckbeak froze.

I saw that on the wand that Mike raised high, rich purple flames were gathering rapidly, and soon a purple fireball the size of a basketball was formed on the tip of the wand.

Although the fireball was small, the temperature was not low, and the feathers on Buckbeak's body began to twist and deform under the baking of this high temperature.

Buckbeak's body trembled slightly under the suppression of the fireball, and he felt the threat of death.

This is its beastly instinct and the ability it has relied on most since childhood. But now, this ability tells it that the little man in front of it is different from the large human before. The man holding the fireball really wants to kill it!

"Kneel down."

Mike looked at the giant beast in front of him and said coldly.

The next second, Buckbeak's front hooves plopped and he fell to his knees. Its head was lowered to the ground, wanting to bury its head in the soil like an ostrich, and it didn't dare to look at Mike at all.

Upon seeing this, Mike dispelled the fire spell, walked forward with a smile, grabbed Buckbeak's feathers, and rode on him.

Mike's movements were very rough, and it hurt Buckbeak very much. If anyone else dared to do this, Buckbeak would definitely peck him hard, but at this moment, he didn't dare to move.

Mike, who was on the bird's back, pressed his entire body against Buckbeak's body. At the same time, he grabbed the feathers on its back with his left hand and put the wand against its neck with his right hand.

"take off!"

Following Mike's order, Buckbeak, who had the wand pressed against his neck, didn't dare to resist at all, and took off with a run.

Harry and the others on the ground stared at Mike in the air with their mouths wide open, speechless.