Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Mike returned to the dormitory and changed into a plain-colored robe, then got up again and left the lounge. The matter of contacting Abbot can be put aside for a while. Anyway, the seeds of nightmares have been planted on Dolfen, which can be monitored in real time. What a moth.

After leaving the tower quickly and walking through the maze-like corridor, Mike finally came to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the second floor.

For Lockhart, Mike obviously didn't have any awe, he pushed the door open and walked in without even knocking on the door.

The layout of Lockhart's office was similar to the last time Mike came here. There was a fragrant smell in the air, and when Mike opened the door, Lockhart was holding a letter and kissing. , when he suddenly saw Mike coming in, he was obviously taken aback, put down the letter in a hurry, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Uh, Mike, it's been a long time." Lockhart said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm writing back to my fans, well, you know, some fans want some small gifts, and my kisses are for them It's the best gift ever."

Faced with Lockhart's perverted approach, Mike really felt a little disgusted.

Without replying to Lockhart's words, Mike looked at Lockhart back and forth, and suddenly found that there was a glass of liquid still emitting a faint red light on Lockhart's table.

Mike looked in the cabinet next to him, and he found a bottle of wine that had been opened. The bottle also had a year written in white paint: 1820.

"Professor Lockhart, it seems that your quality of life has improved recently, and you are drinking such a good wine." Mike said as he walked with his hands behind his back, "You have made a fortune recently. "

"It's alright, it's alright. This bottle of 1820 Starlight red wine tastes really good. Although it's a little expensive, it's worth it. Would you like to try it?" Got to get up and pour a drink for Mike.

On the other hand, Mike is unmoved. To be honest, he has no idea whether this bottle of wine is expensive or not. What he said just now is just bullshit. If you ask him to evaluate the wine in Muggle society, he can still Let me tell you, as for the wine in the magic world, he really doesn't know anything about it.

"Forget it, Lockhart, I'm not a man yet."

"That's right! Look at my memory!" Lockhart said, patting his head, "or Mike, you're so good that I forgot your age."

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, I already know that you set up a solitary house for the game between me and Cedric." Mike's face suddenly turned up, and he walked to Lockhart's desk and shouted sharply, "I am very happy. Angry Lockhart, what do you say about this?"

"Wh...what to do."

"It's time for you to stop acting stupid!" Mike slammed his fist on the desk, and the loud noise made Lockhart sitting on the chair shudder, "I don't care how much money you make, I don't care. Half of it!"

After speaking, Mike picked up the glass of red wine on Lockhart's table and poured the red wine in it on the letter Lockhart had just kissed.

At this moment, Mike was surprised to find that the letter was signed by Hermione Granger.

Mike's brows furrowed when he saw the name. Mike didn't feel anything wrong with Hermione's admiration of Lockhart. After all, he was only a teenage girl, and it was normal to chase after stars. .

But now Lockhart is still doing this kind of hickey letter, which is really disgusting.

‘Looks like it’s time to intervene properly. ’

Thinking like this, Mike gave the glass a fresh clean, and then poured half a glass of wine into his nose and smelled it.

In an instant, a strong aroma of wine hit the nostrils, which directly made Mike nodded with satisfaction.

Based on the smell alone, Mike can be sure that this bottle of wine must be worth a lot of money.

And Lockhart, who was sitting next to him, quietly watched what Mike had done,

He finally opened his mouth.

"It's impossible for you to ask for half of it. This solitary residence was proposed by Ludo Bagman, and he also brought most of the generous Dukes, so I only got 20% of it myself."

"Oh? So what's your 20%?"

Facing Mike's aggressive questioning, fine beads of sweat appeared on Lockhart's forehead.

To be honest, he really wants to fool Mike by reporting a smaller number, but seeing that Mike looks back like this, he should go to Ludo Bagman, and then he will be lying about it.

Before the duel match, Lockhart might not have cared about such trivial matters, and would even go back directly, but now it is different. As the referee of the duel competition, he can't know how terrifying Mike's strength is. It's a monster, Lockhart swears that he has never seen anyone with such terrifying strength in the second year, I am afraid that only Voldemort and Dumbledore can match.

And I heard that Mike also has a lot of friendship with the eldest young master of the Hunt family. If this offends him, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk away.

Thinking like this, Lockhart stretched out his hand and stroked his sweat-soaked bangs, and said in a hoarse voice: "I got a total of 1,500 gold Galleons after the cost, and now I have spent 500, and there is still 1,000 left... "

Mike raised his glass and took a sip, as if he hadn't heard what Lockhart said.

Suddenly, an indescribable and unknown aroma, along with the unique sweetness of red wine, flooded Mike's throat, causing Mike to close his eyes and be silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Lockhart, who was waiting on the side, that he was a little flustered, and Mike opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand, and said two words lightly: "Bring it."

Mike's sudden gesture of reaching out made Lockhart startled, and he shrank back suddenly, while his hands were still in front of him, and the expression on his face was extremely frightened.

He thought Mike was going to beat him.

It wasn't until he heard Mike's words that Lockhart slowly put down his hand and asked with a bit of luck in his heart, "How much?"

Hearing that, Mike's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he glared at Lockhart suddenly, and two words were squeezed out of his mouth again: "All!"

Lockhart's face turned ashen, and after fiddling for a long time, he finally took out a small book from the drawer, opened a page, held a quill and trembled, wrote a series of numbers and his signature on it, and finally tore it off before handing it over. into Mike's hands.

No way, Lockhart knew very well that even if there were contract restrictions, it would be too easy to kill him with Mike's current connections.

"This is Gringotts' cheque," Lockhart said with a sad face. "With this cheque, you can go to Gringotts and get 1,500 Galleons."

Lockhart's heart was bleeding. The 1,500 gold Galleons almost emptied his treasury. Now he has become a pauper again.

Mike took the check and saw that it was clearly written in black magic ink with 1,500 gold Galleons, and at the signature of the check, Lockhart's flamboyant signature appeared on the paper.

Mike suddenly remembered that when he first met Lockhart, Lockhart once boasted that his signature was designed by a special master. Today, it is really pleasing to the eye.

Flicking the check lightly, and listening to the crisp sound, Mike finally showed a bright smile on his face.

Picking up the wine glass and drank the red wine in it, Mike gave Lockhart a thumbs up.

"The red wine is good." Mike got up and walked towards the exit, but suddenly turned around and said when he was about to leave the office, "By the way, if you let me know that you did such a disgusting thing to Hermione's letter, you will know the consequences."

"boom!"

Mike closed the door forcefully, and with a loud bang, only Lockhart slumped on an office chair was left in the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.

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Mike happily threw the cheque back to Ravenclaw's lounge. He found that the cheque felt very good to the touch. The feel and sound of the cheque were excellent, and he didn't know what material it was made of.

All his money is still in the Unmarked Stretch Charm bag. Due to the large amount, he is now piled up under the bed with Unmarked Stretch Charm bags full of Golden Galleons. It seems that he will also be after the holiday. Time to go to Gringotts to open an account.

Glancing at the numbers on the check again, Mike was delighted.

He originally only wanted Lockhart to use the remaining 1,000 gold Galleons, but he didn't expect that Lockhart even gave him 500 gold Galleons. It seems that writing novels is quite profitable.

Fortunately, Lockhart didn't hear these words, otherwise, no matter how good Mike was, he would have to fight with Mike.

Before you know it, the eagle head knocker has appeared in front of you.

Mike answered the door opening question and quickly entered the lounge.

The moment he returned to the Ravenclaw lounge, Mike found that the lounge was already full of people, everyone was laughing, and every now and then there would be cheers from the crowd.

"Mike! Where have you been? We've been looking for you for a long time!" Franklin said with a roasted chicken leg in his hand with Al Fu on his head, "Come on, come on, I saved your favorite Welsh rabbit for you, You'll be cold if you don't come."

After speaking, Franklin took Mike to the sofa chair by the fireplace where Mike often sat. On the side of the sofa chair, Penello had already taken his seat and was eating some snacks at the moment.

Mike was a little surprised by this, knowing that the lounge is very crowded now, and many people have no place to sit, how can this sofa chair still be empty.

After asking Franklin, Mike knew that the reason why the lounge was so lively today was because of their Hogwarts championship of the Quidditch League this year, and everyone was celebrating.

And this sofa chair is the seat that everyone spontaneously reserved for Mike, which was absolutely impossible before, and the Ravenclaw's little eagles are all very proud.

But after Mike won the duel competition, almost everyone was convinced.

Sitting comfortably in the sofa chair, Mike cut out a piece of Welsh rabbit and threw it into his mouth to chew.

Seeing Alfred above Franklin's head staring at him, Mike smiled knowingly, cut a piece again and put it in Alfred's long-opened mouth, changing with a very magical laughter.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

Penello leaned over at the moment, leaning in Mike's arms and said lightly.

"Yes, I just made some extra money from Lockhart." And Mike didn't hide much, and said bluntly, "There's one more funny thing, you know? That guy Lockhart likes to give money to himself. Hickeys on fans' replies, can you imagine that scene? Lockhart put lipstick on his lips and sent it to fans in person, hahahaha."

Penello made up the scene described by Mike in his mind, and immediately put his arms around Mike's neck and laughed, but suddenly, the expression on her face became serious.

"you've been drinking!?"

"Uh, just a little, really, just a sip. You smelled it all, you're amazing."

Penello was obviously not satisfied with Mike's answer, let go of his hand around Mike's neck and continued: "Who told me last time that underage drinking can cause damage to the nervous system?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it." Mike changed the subject, "Tell me about today's game, did Roger and the others win beautifully?"

In the face of Mike's lame change of topic, Penello obviously wanted to say something, but Franklin suddenly jumped out to answer Mike's question.

"Actually they lost badly today," Franklin said. "Harry caught the Snitch in half an hour, or we wouldn't have been back so early."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Franklin had just finished speaking, and A Fu above his head laughed, as if mocking Roger and their incompetence.

Not far away, Roger and the others suddenly heard the talk here, and the smiles on their faces froze, and the original happiness suddenly disappeared.

"How could it be possible to lose, doesn't it mean that we have already won the league?" Mike asked with some doubts, "then celebrate today... oh! I understand!"

Mike figured it out halfway through the question. The points form used in the Quidditch League at Hogwarts must have been due to the fact that he brought Roger and the others to play frantically and accumulated a lot of points. Jay and the others won the championship even if they did not perform well.

Seeing that Mike had already figured out the reason, Franklin didn't explain any further. He nodded at Mike and joined the carnival crowd again with Afu on his head, frantically eating the tofu from the seniors.

And Penello didn't plan to pursue Mike's drinking after the sudden change of topic by Franklin, and continued to snuggle up to Mike's side, saying a few of his recent interesting stories.

The fire in the fireplace twisted wildly, emitting endless light and heat, echoing the revelry of the crowd in the lounge.