Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Did you see it just now? Draco Malfoy, that unusually jumping ferret..."

Ron pretended to be funny as he recounted what had just happened in the auditorium.

I have to admit that he did inherit the humorous talent of his two brothers. Everyone present was made to laugh by him, even Harry, who had just witnessed the whole thing before, was no exception.

However, Harry only felt a sudden spin in front of his eyes, and then a wave of pain hit his head.

The sudden pain made Harry cover his head. He groped on his forehead and finally found the source of the pain, a lightning-shaped scar.

This scar had been there since he was a child. He originally thought it was a birthmark, but it wasn't until he entered Hogwarts that he understood the origin of this scar.

This is caused by the Death Curse!

The night his parents were killed by Voldemort, Voldemort also cast the Death Curse on him, but the green light left a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead and then rebounded, killing Voldemort. .

It can be said that this scar is the medal of bravery!

However, recently, this scar started to hurt for no reason!

"What's wrong with you Harry?"

Hermione looked at Harry with a worried look on her face, but at this moment Harry was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and could only moan.

The situation here finally attracted Ron's attention. He came over with a group of onlookers and asked worriedly:

"Starting again?"

Harry nodded.

"Shall I take you to the infirmary?"

"No, I feel better."

Harry was pale and breathing heavily, his hair completely wet with sweat.

The pain came and went away quickly.

But Hermione didn't think so. She grabbed Harry's hand and tried to drag him to the infirmary, but Harry broke free.

"I'm all right!"

"You don't look like you're okay now!"

"He has been to the infirmary a long time ago." Ron said, "But Madam Pomfrey did not find any problems. She just told him to rest well and not think too much."

"Then have you ever gone to Dumbledore?" Hermione said, "Dumbledore can definitely cure you. He is the strongest white..."

"Stop it Hermione." Harry frowned and interrupted Hermione, "He has done enough for me. I don't want to trouble him for this little thing."

Hermione was about to say something else when a voice suddenly came over.

"Everyone, what are you talking about?"

The three of them heard the sound and saw Mike appearing in the Gryffindor lounge.

At the same time, Mike was holding two little boys in each of his hands.

"Uh, what are you..."

Facing the confused looks of the three people, Mike explained:

"That's it. When I returned to Ravenclaw, I discovered that our Mr. Hong and..."

Mike was only halfway through what he said when Zhou Hong, who was grabbing the back of his neck with his left hand, protested dissatisfied:

"My surname is Zhou! My name is Hong!"

"Okay! Our Mr. Hong Zhou and this little gentleman whose name I don't know got together with Peeves at some point. They planned to use dung bombs to bloodbath the entire Hogwarts, so I will We caught them easily."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and after a while they said:

"It does sound like something they would do."

"You don't know yet, Mike, the child on your right is Colin, the younger brother of the fanatical photographer. He also fell into the black lake with the child on your right on the night of the sorting ceremony. And, They took this opportunity to become good friends and became the most troublesome existence for Filch in the entire Hogwarts in the past hundred years. My two brothers are not as bad as them."

"Oh! Really?" Mike's expression was a little strange and he loosened his hands, "Okay, you two, I'm warning you to be more honest. If you make trouble again, I may have to go find Colin and Benjamin. Let’s chat.”

Hearing this, Colin's younger brother showed fear on his face, but Zhou Hong was not afraid at all. He ran away all the way, made a face at Mike, and then quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Colin's brother saw this and hurriedly followed.

Mike couldn't help but smile, but Ron leaned forward and said:

"Mike. Is the Benjamin you just mentioned Hong Zhou's brother?"

"You can understand that."

"Well, actually I've been meaning to ask." Ron looked strange, "Benjamin seems to be a white man, right? Then how come he has an Asian brother?"

"Emm, you need to ask him this question in person." Mike looked stunned, then changed the subject and said, "Okay, let's talk about you. What were you talking about just now?"

"Nothing, we were talking about Malfoy..."

"Harry has a headache!"

Harry was interrupted by Hermione before he finished speaking. Harry glared at Hermione angrily. He originally didn't want Mike to know about this because it made him feel a little embarrassed.

However, Mike's reaction was somewhat beyond his expectation.

I saw Mike's smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said while lifting Harry's bangs:

"When did it start?"

Harry was startled by Mike's reaction, but he still hesitated and said:

"Well, summer vacation starts the week before the Quidditch World Cup."

Mike was lost in thought.

Others didn't know what caused Harry's headache, but he knew it clearly after reading the original novel.

That night more than ten years ago, due to some accident, a small piece of Voldemort's soul was split off by the killing curse and merged into Harry's body.

This gave Harry excellent magical talent and Parseltongue, but at the same time, it also turned Harry into an alternative Horcrux that even Voldemort himself didn't know about!

There is a connection between the Horcrux and the Horcrux and even the main soul.

The way Harry received the induction was a headache.

Harry started having headaches before the Quidditch World Cup, and Peter Pettigrew was found dead in Azkaban before the Quidditch World Cup.

Then things are clear.

Mike's worst fear happened.

It is very possible that Peter Pettigrew was not dead, and he even returned to Voldemort and rescued him from the dark forest!

Is this the inertia of the world?

Mike sighed in his heart, but his face remained expressionless as he said to Harry:

"This is not a small problem, does Blake know?"

"For now, he doesn't know."

"How is this possible? Aren't you already living together?" Mike asked in surprise, "He doesn't care about you so much?"

"No, he is very good to me!" Harry retorted, "It's just that Dumbledore didn't allow me to move away from my aunt's house. He said that the ancient protection spell on me can only continue to be effective and protect me if I live next to my blood relatives. I."

There was strong resentment in Harry's words, and Hermione now understood why Harry was unwilling to go to Dumbledore.

"Listen Harry. First of all, you have to understand one thing. There is nothing shameful about feeling unwell. I suggest you talk to Black about it, and then go find Dumbledore." Mike caught him. Harry said over his shoulder, "Don't hold any grudges. Dumbledore did the right thing in this matter, and Black did the wrong thing. He is in jail and is stupid."

"He's not stupid!"

"Okay, you love your godfather, I know what you mean!"

Harry blushed.

Mike continued:

"Anyway, you go to Dumbledore for medical treatment honestly. In exchange, I will find a way to let Black live with you!"

Harry's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this, and he hurriedly grabbed Mike's arm and asked:

"Are you serious?"

"More real than pearls!"

"Then I'll go now!"

Harry left in a hurry. When Hermione and Ron saw this, they silently gave Mike a thumbs up, and then ran out after Harry.

But when Mike looked at the backs of the three people drifting away, the smile on his face disappeared.

…

In the next two days, members of the mutual aid club scattered throughout Hogwarts like spider webs finally brought some useful information to Mike.

For example, the observation report on Moody's Magic Eye.

According to the analysis in this report, Moody’s Magic Eye should not be connected to Moody’s Neural Network.

This can be seen from the fact that the eye movements of his right eye and the eye movements of the left magic eye are completely out of sync.

In other words, the image transmission ability of this magic eye should be carried out through an unknown supernatural method, rather than through neural network transmission as Mike and the others originally thought.

Moreover, after a series of experiments, it was confirmed that in addition to vision, the magic eye also has a series of abilities such as breaking invisible, seeing through, and having a 365-degree viewing angle (no dead ends have been found yet, and it is still being tested).

However, the previously speculated psychic ability and early warning ability were confirmed to not exist.

Below this report is a list of those who have made sacrifices for the temptation.

One of the Gryffindor boys named Kodak was the worst. In order to test whether the Magic Eye had clairvoyance ability, he put his hand under the desk and secretly hit Muggle aircraft. Moreover, in order to observe the Magic Eye's ability, his eyes were always locked. in Moody's face.

It made him look like he was shooting a Muggle craft at Moody.

Naturally, he was discovered by an angry Moody and placed in solitary confinement.

But the worst part is that now everyone in Hogwarts knows that he likes to hit Moody's face with scars that could make a child cry.

It is foreseeable that Kodak may never find a girlfriend again during his remaining student years.

After silently observing Kodak for three seconds, Mike put away his report and followed the flow of people towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

In the past few days, his subordinates had made sufficient contact with Moody on his behalf, and now, it was finally his turn to take action.

Compared with Lupine's time, the layout of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is very different.

The open space in the center of the classroom that used to be used for biological displays was once again filled with desks and chairs. At the same time, the classroom windows were boarded up.

This made the whole classroom look very dark, and it had the charm of a Potions classroom. It would be more like if there were a few more corpses of unknown creatures here.

Mike and others were not the first people to take this class. The Gryffindors had already taken Moody's class before.

Judging from the feedback from everyone in Gryffindor afterwards, Moody's teaching method clearly has his own unique style.

In Hermione's exact words,

"He actually used the Unforgivable Curse openly and openly in front of a group of young wizards!!"

Two exclamation points in a row were enough to prove how strong Hermione's tone was at that time.

Therefore, when everyone in Ravenclaw sat in this classroom, everyone was a little uneasy.

Because no one knows whether Moody will continue to display the three unforgivable curses like last time.

Of course, there are exceptions among these people.

That's Mike and Victor.

Mike has already learned the three unforgivable curses, so it doesn't matter.

Victor, on the other hand, was simply excited.

The Masonic library contains a complete set of the three unforgivable curses and some of Mike's personal notes.

This made Victor's learning progress very fast, and now, the opportunity to observe others casting the Unforgivable Curse at a close distance was right in front of him, how could he not be excited?

During the nervous wait, Moody finally appeared at the door of the classroom.

His outfit was exactly the same as at the previous school opening banquet. His intact blue right eye was looking forward, focusing on the road, while the magic eye was scanning back and forth on everyone unscrupulously.

Many girls who learned about the magic eye's clairvoyant ability instinctively covered their chests and cast disgusted looks at Moody.

But Moody didn't care.

He carried his big box to the podium, opened his mouth, revealing the yellow rotten teeth inside and said with a smile:

"It seems that you have already heard about the content of today's class."

Hearing this, many students under the podium trembled slightly. What they were most worried about finally happened.

"Before coming here, I received a letter from Lupin. The letter introduced some of the knowledge you currently have." Moody was still smiling, and with his smile, the scars on his face were like chrysanthemums. Stretching out, "In the past year, you have mastered a lot of knowledge you need to fight against dark magical creatures, but in this world, the most dangerous things are not those disgusting, damn, dirty Creature! The strongest and most dangerous thing in the world happens to be a wizard!"

Moody stopped, took out a portable wine bottle, unscrewed the lid and took a long sip before continuing:

"I will only teach you for one year. This is what I promised Dumbledore. After this year is over, I will return to my wonderful retirement life. Therefore, I will not teach you anything else during this year. , all I can teach you is how to deal with the most vicious and cunning dark wizards!"