Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

It was pitch dark in Hogwarts Castle late at night, and the curfew time had come. According to school rules, except for Filch who was keeping watch, all the professors and students should have fallen asleep.

However, the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor was bustling with activity. Dozens of students from different grades gathered in this huge transformed classroom. The sound of laughter and curse explosions resounded throughout the classroom.

Mike's face on the sofa was slightly red, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was still shaking his legs. He seemed to be in a good mood.

At the previous dinner party with Professor Flitwick, Professor Flitwick was in a good mood, so he drank a lot of wine.

As a bartender, Mike naturally drank a lot. In addition, Mike's current body is not yet an adult and his tolerance to alcohol is not high, so although he did not lie down directly like Professor Flitwick , but also fell into a tipsy state.

Fortunately, in the past few months, Mike has handed over most of the commonly used spells to these members. If he teaches them too many spells in a short period of time, many of them will become confused. status.

So in the last few classes, Mike didn't teach them anything new. Instead, he asked them to work in groups and start practicing a lot of basic skills including magic shooting and spell casting speed.

This means that now it doesn't matter even if Mike leaves them alone.

"Mike, you'd better drink this!"

Hermione looked at Mike on the sofa with a worried look, and handed over a glass of light blue liquid as she spoke.

Mike glanced at it, didn't speak, just waved his hand slightly.

He recognized the liquid that Hermione handed over. It was a very simple sobering medicine. The effect of this medicine was very strong. In his current drunken state, he could wake up completely with just a small sip of wine.

But Mike didn't want to drink it.

He has not touched alcohol for a long time, and he has never been drunk since he came to this world, so now Mike actually enjoys this state of being tipsy.

Unfortunately, with Mike's current physique, the effect of alcohol on him will not last long. In other words, Mike's current tipsy state is likely to disappear at any time.

This also made Mike cherish this state even more. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Franklin and others gathered around him through the slits of his eyes. However, he saw Harry on the other sofa with his face raised and a look of anger on his face. Staring helplessly at the white ceiling.

After getting drunk, Mike sat next to Harry, patted his shoulder and said:

"You...what's wrong with you? Why do you look like this?"

The smell of alcohol on Mike's body made Harry couldn't help but frown. He moved his head to the side slightly, but did not speak.

McBen wanted to ask more questions, but Franklin on the side shook his head and said:

"Mike, don't ask about your drink. Harry lost today, and besides, he just came back from Snape's office."

Immediately, Mike figured it out.

And the Quidditch League officially started this afternoon. As the opening match, the two sides of the game were Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Judging from Harry's current state, they should have lost that game.

As for Mike's Occlumency learning in Snape's office, Mike knew without even thinking about it that it would definitely be a not-so-good experience.

Regarding the matter between Snape and Harry, it can only be said to be a mess, and Mike has no interest in it.

After nodding, Mike decided not to ask further questions and patted Harry's shoulder gently to comfort him, but the latter twisted to the side again.

Mike saw that Harry seemed to hate the smell of alcohol on him, and he was immediately interested. A smirk appeared on his face, and he reached out to wipe Harry's face.

However, his hand froze in mid-air when he reached it halfway, and the expression on his face became serious.

"Everyone!" Mike suddenly stood up, "Leave the Response Room immediately!"

Mike's voice echoed in the Room of Requirement, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him in confusion.

"What's wrong with you?"

Harry asked doubtfully, while Mike explained without looking at him:

"The warning magic I placed around has been triggered. There are many people approaching here! Quick! Everyone pack up their things and retreat from the secret passage!"

As soon as this statement came out, the entire Room of Requirement was in a sensation, and people acted quickly.

In order to prevent the military gathering from being discovered, Mike actually made an emergency plan, and the first one was the secret escape route.

And that secret passage is the one that Mike often used in the lower grade, which can lead to the Ravenclaw Tower.

At this time, the quality gap between the members of the mutual aid association and the ordinary army was reflected. When Mike issued the retreat order, the members of the mutual aid association who had been trained for a long time quickly packed up their belongings and began to retreat from the exit in an orderly manner. But many ordinary soldiers are still at a loss.

"You! Why are you still standing there? Stop packing your things and leave!"

Mike's sharp shout seemed to wake them up, and the soldiers led by Qiu Zhang and several other girls finally started to move, screaming and pushing towards the door.

However, this speed is still not enough. The total number of members of the army exceeds 60. Such a huge crowd cannot retreat quickly without maintaining high order.

With this thought in mind, Mike took out his wand and walked towards the door.

"Mike!" Hermione shouted heartbreakingly, "What are you going to do?"

"You go first, I'll hold them back!"

"No! You can't go!"

Hermione reached out to grab Mike's arm, but Franklin grabbed her, and together with several other members of the mutual aid club, pulled Hermione, Harry and others towards the secret passage.

Franklin can be said to be one of the people who knows Mike best. He knows very well that since Mike dares to face Umbridge alone at such a time, he must have the confidence to escape unscathed. He and others will also get there. He's holding back.

Mike could clearly hear the voices of the people behind him. After hearing the voices of Hermione and others walking farther and farther away, a smile appeared on Mike's face, and at the same time, his steps became more determined in the darkness.

Walking forward in the darkness, Mike didn't listen until he reached the stairwell from the eighth floor to the seventh floor. According to the detection results of the warning spell, the main force led by Umbridge will come from here. Only a few skirmishers will arrive at the Response Room from other places. All he can do is block the main force here. As for those skirmishers, Mike believes Franklin and the others have a way to deal with them.

But there is another question that is also very important.

So how exactly did Umbridge discover the military gathering?

You must know that you have informed all the members of the existence of the curse, so it stands to reason that there should be no informants like in the original work.

But the final result was that Umbridge still discovered their existence!

Thinking like this, Mike slowly closed his eyes and waited quietly in the darkness.

…

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a light came from the silent staircase, followed by intermittent human voices.

In the darkness, a pair of blue eyes suddenly opened. Mike squeezed the wand in his hand and stared at the corner of the stairs.

He had a premonition that the enemy was about to appear.

Mike's premonition was correct. Soon a Slytherin student holding a glowing wand appeared in front of Mike, and judging from the sound, there should be many people behind him.

Through the light, the Slytherin student discovered Mike in the darkness almost immediately.

He was stunned for a moment, and then began to retreat quickly, with a very brilliant expression on his face.

"It's Mike! Mike Townley is here! Everyone, be careful!"

As soon as he said this, Mike heard a burst of exclamations from the crowd behind the man. It was obvious that these people were shocked by his name.

The corners of Mike's mouth rose. He was not surprised by the performance of these people. The shadow of the famous tree of people, with the illustrious reputation he had gained at Hogwarts over the years, it was not surprising that these people would behave like this. .

The commotion of the crowd continued, but Mike stood motionless.

If possible, he would like to send all these people directly to the sky with a fireball, but unfortunately he cannot do so at this stage, otherwise not only the Ministry of Magic, but also Dumbledore and the school's senior officials will not let him go.

After a while, the commotion in Umbridge's team on the opposite side finally stopped. The few Slytherin students who first appeared in front of Mike had long since disappeared, replaced by three adults in uniforms. people.

Judging from the uniforms on their bodies and the badges on their chests, these people should all be staff of the Ministry of Magic, but their uniforms are different from those of Aurors. Mike guessed that they should all be strikers.

Strikers and Aurors, these two organizations constitute the regular military force of the Ministry of Magic and even the entire European wizarding society, among which Aurors exist as an elite combat force.

Each of them is not only very powerful individually, but also has a very high teamwork ability, and can cooperate with each other to release some combination spells.

And if Aurors are elite special forces, strikers are ordinary army soldiers.

They have a large number of people and their individual combat effectiveness is not high, but they also have the ability to work as a team.

In previous wars, these strikers were often used as cannon fodder.

The moment he saw them, Mike frowned.

This is not to say that Mike is afraid of these strikers, but that the presence of these people here can already represent many things. You must know that strikers, like Aurors, represent the Ministry of Magic!

At this moment, Umbridge's fat and short figure squeezed out of the crowd and stood behind the batters.

"Aha! Mike!" Umbridge said triumphantly, while still hiding behind the batters, as if she was afraid of Mike's sudden attack. It's a pity that those batters are all very well-proportioned, and they can't hide her huge figure. "I knew you were the one who was doing the trick in secret! I've caught you now!"

Seeing her frightened and proud look, Mike wanted to laugh very much, but with the main purpose of delaying time, Mike seemed to hold back his laughter and said:

"Oh? You said you were causing trouble in secret. Do you have any evidence?"

The smug look on Umbridge's face became even more obvious. She wanted to say something, but a Slytherin on the side suddenly grabbed her and said something to her.

Immediately afterwards, Umbridge's expression changed drastically, she waved her hand to Mike and shouted:

"Don't let him delay, catch him quickly!"

Hearing this, the strikers waved their wands in unison, while the Slytherins behind them hid behind the strikers, firing cold guns secretly.

Mike shook his head. Seeing that the delaying plan failed, he stopped inking. With a wave of the wand, a translucent mist like a gauze enveloped him!

Stay safe!

The strikers' expressions changed drastically when they saw Mike's actions, and then they quickly withdrew their magic power and deployed their armor for protection.

However, the Slytherins behind him had no intention of retreating at all, and were still firing cold guns with evil smiles on their faces.

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

A dozen magic spells of different colors fell on the 'gauze' in front of Mike in an instant, but the next moment, the Slytherins' grins froze, because those magic spells were touching the 'gauze' 'The direction was reversed in an instant and began to be reflected in all directions!

Mike laughed.

The Safe Guard Spell can deflect most of the incoming evil curses. If this protective spell is released during collective combat, the deflected evil curses will undoubtedly injure friendly forces, but now Mike is fighting alone!

Moreover, the combat location is a small place like the stairwell. The deflection effect of Ping An Guard can be said to be outstanding!

"Merlin's beard!"

"Damn it, who put the disarming spell! My wand is missing!"

"Ah! It's the incisor match stick! Woohoo!"

…

For a time, the crowd was in chaos as more and more spells were bounced back.

The faces of the batters turned dark. They had long seen that Mike was not an easy enemy to deal with. Originally, they felt that with their mutual cooperation, they could still compete with each other, but now there were so many pig teammates behind them. what to do! ?

Now the Slytherins no longer dared to attack at will after suffering a lot, while the attackers maintained a vigilant posture and watched Mike.

The longer the Peace Guarding Spell lasts, the more spells are deflected and the more magic power is consumed by the caster.

So the batters are waiting for the moment when Mike's magic power is exhausted before launching an attack.

It's a pity that they obviously underestimated the level of magic power in Mike's body. With the intensity of their attack, Mike would have no problem surviving alone for several days and nights.

And Mike didn't attack the Slytherins.

It was understandable that he had used Ping An Guard to trick them, but if he really took the initiative to attack them, it would be unjustifiable.

For a moment, the scene in the stairs turned into a strange stalemate!