Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

Mike couldn't believe what he was seeing. He couldn't believe that the thing he feared most deep down in his heart was actually a female version of himself.

The 'beautiful girl version of Mike' who walked out of the closet cast a charming glance at Mike who opened his mouth in surprise, then walked up to Mike and started to twist his waist.

The dance she danced was very familiar to Mike. It was the dance performed by the dancers in the drag bar he often went to in his previous life.

To be honest, 'Pretty Girl Mike' dances very well. Her innocent face and shiny blond hair give her an angelic and pure temperament. A girl with such a temperament dances as seductively as a succubus from hell. Dance has a different flavor.

It's a pity that Mike is really not in the mood to enjoy such dancing at the moment.

In fact, the blackthorn wood wand had appeared in his hand at some point. It could be seen from his trembling right hand that Mike was trying to suppress his anger at the moment.

Papi the Raven had already burst out laughing.

As the nightmare raven who is inseparable from Mike, it is the person who knows Mike the most in the world, so it naturally knows what is going on.

And as Mike listened to the unpleasant crows in his ears, he felt very much like a Japanese fool (ah or).

He told himself over and over again that this Boggart is still useful, this Boggart is still useful...

Only then did he suppress the urge to send it to heaven with a death curse.

Mike really didn't expect that Ms. Gray's original threat to turn herself into a beautiful girl would cause such a big psychological shadow on him, not even comparable to the fear of Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Now, Mike was extremely lucky that he had used Occlumency during class during the day. If 'Pretty Girl Mike' appeared in public, Mike couldn't guarantee that he would go crazy on the spot and kill someone.

Finally, before the 'beautiful girl version of Mike' took off all her clothes, Mike activated Occlumency.

The Boggart, unable to read Mike's inner thoughts at all, had no choice but to retreat into the closet, and Mike closed his eyes and began to brew his emotions.

He came here tonight not just to see what he was afraid of, but he also hoped to use this Boggart to practice releasing the Patronus Charm in actual combat.

After these days of crazy learning, Mike is now 100% able to summon the physical version of the Patronus in a safe environment, which amazed Professor Lupine who taught him.

The reason why Mike's progress is so fast is entirely due to his superb occlumency.

Occlumency, a purely rational state that allows the mind to empty its head, is theoretically opposed to the Patronus Curse, a spell that relies on strong emotions to cast, but Mike discovered the wonderful characteristics between the two.

When practiced to a high level, Occlumency can not only resist the invasion of the brain from the outside world, but can also generate false memories and emotions in the brain to confuse opponents.

Mike has practiced Occlumency for so long, and basically practices Occlumency every day before going to bed, and this accumulation over time has made his Occlumency improve by leaps and bounds.

Mike cannot currently create false memories, which requires the assistance of Legilimency spells, but he can still create false emotions or hypnotize existing emotions.

Ever since, relying on this method, Mike accomplished something that was almost impossible to do.

It takes about a month to master the Patronus Charm!

Speaking of which, Mike used Occlumency to confuse the Boggart, causing it to emerge from the closet as a dementor again.

Looking at the 'Dementor' with its teeth and claws in front of him, Mike frowned slightly.

To be honest, although the Dementor transformed by the Boggart looks exactly like a real Dementor, aside from the psychological shadow on the Dementor, this thing is just a fake. Mike is facing it. There was no cold feeling at all like I had on the train.

But the conditions were limited and Mike didn't mind. He raised his wand and after a short period of deliberation, he softly shouted the spell.

"Call the gods to protect you."

A burst of soft white light rose, and a large silver-white raven suddenly appeared. It opened its mouth and cried out before rushing towards the golden and jade-like 'dementor'.

The Patronus Charm is indeed one of the most powerful defensive spells. Creatures like Boggarts, which are theoretically ineffective against the Patronus Charm, retreated steadily when faced with Mike's Patronus. Mike refused to come out no matter how much he was tempted.

Looking at the shabby wardrobe, Mike was a little worried. This Boggart was obviously frightened by him. However, Lupine would have to teach students from other colleges tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. If the Boggart refused to come out by then, it would affect the plot. Not good.

But at present, Mike doesn't have a good remedy. In fact, the above idea turned around in Mike's mind for a while and was washed away by joy.

His patronus spell is basically Mahayana.

At least it's definitely enough to act cool in front of others.

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The next day, Mike got up early as usual and came to the flying class venue to start exercising.

The human body is really a treasure trove, especially Mike's body that is currently in puberty. Mike can feel that his strength has grown even more when he gets up from bed almost every morning.

Thanks to the Patronus Charm Mahayana last night, Mike was in a good mood. When he came to the lobby to have breakfast after exercising with a smile, he got news one by one.

Drake is discharged from the hospital.

I have to say that Drake is indeed a villain. He is the kind of person who, although he cannot help you achieve success, can definitely trip you up on your way to success.

Mike didn't know why he had to resort to means to deal with this stupid big guy Hagrid. Maybe it was because of the harm Buckbeak had done to him, maybe it was a simple dislike of Hagrid, Harry and others, or maybe it was just pure disgust for Hagrid, Harry and others. It's a pain in the ass.

As an adult, Mike really couldn't understand Draco's motives for doing this. After all, doing so would not gain anything except making enemies.

But no matter what, as one of the twelve governors of Hogwarts, the energy of the Malfoy family is still very strong.

The directors of Hogwarts are not simple figures. They all have certain privileges for Hogwarts. For example, the children of the directors have a special exclusive carriage on the Hogwarts Express.

I believe that with Draco having the support of a school director like his father, Hagrid will definitely have a difficult time in the future.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Mike. Now he is preparing to take his first ancient magic text class with great expectations.

To his surprise, Hermione was in the same classroom as him.

Hermione was obviously looking more haggard than when school first started. Her hair, which looked like a lion's mane, was stretched out wantonly and knotted in many places. It looked like she hadn't taken care of it for a long time. There were also two light dark circles on her face.

"You don't look too good." Mike sat on the seat next to Hermione and said, "Are you too tired from studying?"

Hermione, who was trying to review her textbooks, was startled when she heard Mike's voice, and followed Mike's words.

"Ah? Ah! Yes, I have been a little tired recently."

Seeing Hermione touching her chest instinctively, Mike raised his eyebrows.

Of course he knew what was going on, Hermione was taking all the classes, including many with time conflicts.

Of course, it is impossible for humans to appear in two different classrooms at the same time. If you want to do this, you must reverse time, or you must know the cloning technique.

And Hermione has a time turner in her hand that allows people to travel through time, and it is hanging around Hermione's neck at the moment.

Time and space can be said to be the two most profound knowledges in the world. The time turner that can reverse time has become the most precious artifact of the Ministry of Magic.

Mike didn't understand how Professor McGonagall obtained such a thing. You must know that the Ministry of Magic's control over time turners is far stronger than black magic such as the Death Curse.

He also didn't understand why McGonagall would give such a thing to Hermione. Didn't she know that the time turner was very dangerous? A little carelessness can cause a time paradox or even change history.

Maybe Professor McGonagall really thinks highly of Hermione and wants her to learn as much knowledge as possible, but in Mike's opinion, this is undoubtedly counterproductive.

Mike looked at Hermione distressedly, but said nothing.

He now wanted to persuade Hermione not to continue using the time twister, but he knew that Hermione would definitely not agree.

So, Mike took out a bottle of Dolphin's Magic Drink from his pocket and handed it over.

"Here, drink this, it will cheer you up."

"Oh, thank you!"

Hermione watched in surprise as Mike took the drink. She originally thought that Mike would persuade her not to be so tired.

"Come on!" Mike looked at Hermione with burning eyes and said, "You are the best!"

Hermione felt her eyes were a little sore. To be honest, the intense study these days had really made her uncomfortable and tired.

Especially in the divination class, that weird old woman was so annoying.

But her competitive spirit prevented her from giving up. Harry and Ron tried to persuade her to give up every day, and no one said to her, except Mike.

Hermione's emotions exploded, and she felt like she had a thousand words in her heart that she wanted to tell Mike.

But at this moment, the ancient magic text professor came in.

"Sorry, classmates, I'm late."

Hermione was startled by the female voice and hurriedly sat upright to concentrate on the class, but her eyes glanced towards Mike from time to time.

Mike saw all this in his eyes, smiled and opened the book.

He could still tell which one was more important, picking up girls or studying.

What surprised Mike was that the professor of ancient magic texts turned out to be a young woman.

This woman has thick long black hair and a pair of glasses with lenses as thick as the bottoms of beer bottles. She has a rather nerdy temperament.

Mike thought that the professors for esoteric courses like ancient magic texts would be old men with silver hair.

However, although Professor Basilda Barbling in front of her is young, her professional knowledge is not bad at all.

She started with "Magic Phonetic Chart" and "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Magic Texts", and slowly taught Mike and others the pronunciation of ancient magic texts.

Although what Professor Babuling taught today was superficial, equivalent to learning English phonetic symbols, many people in the class were still confused and it looked like it would take a while to understand.

But Mike was surprised to find that his talent in ancient magic texts was so high that it was unparalleled in history.

No matter how convoluted or anti-human the pronunciation of the symbols taught by Professor Babling was, Mike could read them out and remember them after training several times. .

This can no longer be described as talent, it is simply a matter of innate knowledge.

In fact, as early as when he was previewing his homework, Mike felt that the ghost symbols in the "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Magic Texts" looked very familiar. At first, he thought it was related to his talent, but now it seems that there must be something fishy in it.

Just kidding, Mike is confident, but not to the point of being arrogant.

That level of language talent simply could not exist, and even if it existed, it would not appear in him.

The only possibility is that someone tampered with it inside.

Taking advantage of Professor Babling's deliberate pause to let the students take notes, Mike thought about this question carefully.

After searching his memory, he finally found the only possibility.

The legacy of Ravenclaw.

When he killed the Ravenclaw soul in the secret realm, some of Ravenclaw's memories were integrated into his brain. Mike originally thought that it was just Ravenclaw's understanding of magic control. Now it seems that there is something in it. There should be other knowledge.

Ancient magic texts are part of it!

Mike, who felt that he had guessed the truth, was extremely happy. The ancient magic text was really a profound knowledge, and this sudden plug-in was really a great help to him.

Even though he was excited, Mike did not relax and still listened attentively to Professor Babling's lectures.

Time always flies when you are concentrating. When Professor Babling announced the end of get out of class, Mike's textbook was already full of notes.

Although the handwriting on it was really unbearable to look at, Mike still cherished it so much that he even couldn't bear to close it after he finished writing, leaving it open and waiting for the ink to dry.

Hermione on the side glanced at Mike's note curiously, and when she saw the crooked text on it, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

But then Hermione realized her irrationality, and handed her textbook to Mike with some guilt and said: "Um, Mike. I can lend you my notes if you need it."

Mike, who had recovered from his excitement, glanced at Hermione's notes with beautiful handwriting and shook his head without hesitation.

"No, I feel that my notes are very good." As if he thought of something, Mike added, "If you need to review, I can lend you my notes. I can guarantee that this is the entire Hogwarts Best notes ever.”

"Emm, thank you very much, but I'd better not do it." Hermione suddenly patted her head and said, "Oh! By the way. I remembered that I still have to go to Arithmancy, so I'm leaving first, Mike!"

Seeing Hermione leaving the classroom as if running away, Mike smiled and shook his head.

Mike didn't know what Hermione was thinking, it was just that he disliked his ugly handwriting.

"Ha! Woman! You don't even understand what you just missed. These are the notes of the chosen one!" Mike murmured, looking at the mysterious code-like handwriting on the textbook, "Although probably only I can understand it. "