Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

Watching the white hoods slowly being burned to death in front of him, Mike exhaled a long breath, raised his wand again, and turned the flaming python that Fiendfire turned into, together with those ordinary people burning in the camp The flame was extinguished in one go.

And it wasn't until this time that the melon-eating audience felt relieved, and Harry, Ron and others rushed to Mike's side regardless of the danger.

"You are so cool! Was that Fire Snake also a Fire Curse? Isn't that too strong?"

Mike was silent, just smiled at Harry who was asking him a question.

Hermione on the other side had an ugly face, looked at Mike with complicated eyes, and said;

"That's Fiendfire, isn't it?"

"That's right." Mike admitted without hesitation.

Now Hermione's expression became even uglier. She seemed a little unbelievable, and she couldn't help but took two steps back, moving a little further away from Mike.

"What is Fiendfyre? What are you two talking about?"

"Fiendfire, it's cursed fire, it's black magic." Hermione gritted her teeth and said, "Very powerful, very dangerous black magic!"

Hearing this, Harry and Ron were taken aback, and looked at Mike in disbelief.

"But I saved people with it, didn't I?" Mike said with a smile. Like cutting fruit."

"well said!"

As soon as Mike's voice fell, there was a shout of applause not far away.

Everyone looked around after hearing the reputation, and saw a tall girl with a delicate face and a head of shining white hair like a star, leading a little girl who looked very similar to her but was a little timid, walking over.

"Tools are innocent, and those who use tools to commit crimes are guilty." Furong walked up to Mike, smiled and stretched out her hand, "Long time no see Mike, thank you for stopping those thugs and saving my sister Gabriel."

"Long time no see, this is what I should do."

Fleur's appearance immediately conquered all the men present except Mike. Harry and Ron recovered from the shock that Mike knew black magic, and looked at Fleur with straight eyes.

Suddenly, Ron seemed to be unable to control himself anymore, walked up to Furong, and said with a silly face:

"Hello, beautiful lady, may I invite you to have a meal together? Oh! I forgot to introduce myself first, my name is Ron, Ron Weasley, the man who will become the Minister of Magic in the future."

It has to be said that Ron is really a man full of jokes, and Mike was so amused by his self-introduction that he almost couldn't even maintain the Occlumency.

And Fleur seemed to be used to this kind of chatting up, she didn't pay attention to Ron at all, but looked at Hermione playfully.

"Are you...are you having a quarrel with your girlfriend?" While speaking, Fu Rong hugged Mike's arm.

Hermione on the other side exploded instantly when she saw this, and said angrily:

"Mike! What you just said is completely fallacious! You and I both know that the reason why black magic is black magic is not because it is often used to do bad things! You can do it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, he stomped his right foot fiercely, turned around and left.

Mike didn't chase after it at all, he didn't even mean to refute, because he found out that the Ministry of Magic had finally arrived.

"Mike, it's really unexpected that we met again after only a few hours apart."

Fudge, who was slightly tired with half-closed eyes, came to the scene with a group of Aurors, and greeted Mike and the others with a smile, with a friendly attitude.

But then, when an Auror in uniform said something in Fudge's ear, Fudge's eyes on Mike changed instantly.

"You actually used the Fiercefire Curse!? Do you know how serious the consequences would be if that thing got out of control? There are nearly a hundred thousand people around here!" Fudge roared hysterically, "Merlin's beard! You must be crazy!"

"But I succeeded, didn't I? I killed the thugs and saved everyone."

Perhaps it was Mike's indifferent eyes that completely angered Fudge, his fat face turned red instantly, and his expression became grim, pointing at Mike seemed to want to teach him a lesson.

However, before he could speak, there was an explosion in the woods in the distance.

When everyone heard the reputation, they saw a faint green light spot rising rapidly into the sky, and exploded after climbing to the top.

A huge green skull appeared in the night sky, and a gigantic boa constrictor emerged from the skull, like an unbelievably long tongue. Against the background of the night sky, this strange pattern was like a new constellation.

"Merlin's beard!"

Fudge opened his mouth wide and looked at the patterns above their heads, murmured a word, his feet went limp, and he fell down.

The Auror beside him quickly supported him, preventing him from making a fool of himself in front of Mike and others.

However, Fudge obviously didn't appreciate it. The Auror's support seemed to make him react. His face flushed and he pushed the Auror who was supporting him away, roaring:

"Go and catch him! Catch the guy who released the Dark Mark! At all costs! Catch him for me! This is a blatant provocation to the Ministry of Magic!"

Despite being sprayed with saliva all over his face, the Auror didn't get angry, just wiped the saliva off his face silently, and led a group of Aurors towards the forest.

Mike sighed, if it wasn't for the unbearable behavior of those white hoods, then he should have caught the little mouse that released the Dark Mark in the woods at this moment.

Fudge, who heard the sigh, turned his head to look at Mike, and said with a gloomy expression:

"I'm very busy right now, and I don't have time to deal with your affairs for now, so you can go to the Ministry of Magic with me first!"

After that, the two men in the uniform of the Ministry of Magic leaned forward, and stretched out their hands to signal Mike to hand over the wand to them.

This move undoubtedly treated Mike as a suspect. To be honest, it was too much, but Mike didn't feel any disturbance in his heart, because he knew that he would be fine.

It's just that Furong on the side obviously didn't think so, she pushed away the two men in uniform, rushed to Fudge and shouted:

"How could you do this? Do you know how critical the situation was just now? You didn't come at the most critical time, but now you want to capture the hero who saved us all? Don't you feel ashamed?! "

Fu Rong was very emotional, but Fudge opposite her was expressionless, and only said lightly after she finished speaking:

"Are you finished?"

"No! Let me tell you! I am a student of Beauxbaton School of Magic in France. If you dare to catch Mike, I will tell my classmates and teachers exactly what happened today, and let them take a good look. The Ministry of Magic..."

Before Fu Rong finished speaking, Mike covered her mouth. He had dealt with law enforcement officers a lot in his previous life, and he knew very well how stupid Fu Rong's actions were at the moment.

Come to think of it, law enforcement is a violent institution, how dare you threaten a violent institution?

Isn't this a murder?

"The little girl is ignorant, and the Minister laughed."

Fudge looked at Mike unkindly, and left without saying a word.

The two men in uniforms stretched out their hands again.

Mike handed over his wand obediently, and followed the two men in uniform to the direction Fudge had come from.

Behind her, Fu Rong shouted:

"Mike, you must be careful!"

...

Perhaps it was because Fudge did not directly order Mike to be arrested, so the two uniformed men did not control Mike's mobility, but escorted him from left to right, and came to a prison with only dozens of cells through the teleportation fireplace Inside, and stuffed Mike into one of the cells.

This is the temporary prison of the Ministry of Magic, which is specially used to hold prisoners who have not yet been tried.

Mike is no stranger to this place.

Some time ago, after Victor and the others were arrested for making troubles, Mike came here to find people, but he didn't expect that he would be imprisoned here not long after.

After sighing a little about the vicissitudes of life, Mike lay down.

To be honest, the conditions of the cells here are pretty good. Although they are not as clean as those BT prisons that I stayed in in my previous life, where prisoners were required to clean up every day, at least there are things that should be there, such as beds and so on.

Due to a wave of fierce battles just now and a lot of physical exertion, Mike fell asleep before he lay down for a long time.

And when he woke up again, the first thing he saw was Fudge's smiling fat face.

It can be seen that our minister should not have rested all night, and he has been busy with the Quidditch World Cup for a long time before, and now Fudge's face can no longer be seen.

Not only did the bags and dark circles under the eyes come out, but even the whole face was swollen, which was terrifyingly greasy.

Behind Fudge was a middle-aged man dressed as an old-fashioned gentleman. He was slender and had a mustache that had been carefully groomed. At this moment, the wand in his hand was trembling slightly, and his lips were also slightly twitching. The undetectable squirm is clearly casting a spell!

Seeing that Mike finally woke up, Fudge said kindly:

"Come on, Mike, tell us, what happened that night?"

"The guy who released the Dark Mark, have you caught it?" Mike answered the wrong question, and turned his gaze to the mustache gentleman, "And you, don't waste your efforts anymore, I know Occlumency."

The wand in the hands of the character mustache trembled even more, this time it was not casting a spell, but being angry.

However, just as he was about to attack, Fudge stopped him with his eyes.

"Hey! It looks like I didn't catch it."

Mike sighed deeply, while Fudge on the other side could no longer maintain the smile on his face when he heard this, and said with a serious face:

"We have confirmed from the Flashback Charm (a spell that causes a wand to cast its most recent spell) and eyewitness testimony at the scene that you killed the white hoods with the Fiercefire Curse. Now, we suspect They are the ones who released the Dark Mark, and you fought them, so I ask you, do you know who those people are?"

Mike bowed his head in thought for a moment, then sneered:

"Of course I know."

Fudge was silent, and the wand in the hand of the mustache gentleman behind him stopped shaking, and even started aiming at Mike.

At the same time, Mike's nerves tensed up, and Raven Pappy, who was lodged in his pendant, was ready to attack.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Since you know, then I'll tell you directly. The public cannot know about this matter." Fudge waved his hand to stop the gentleman with the mustache, "Besides, you have to cooperate with us to reduce the impact of this time to a minimum." lowest."

Now it was Mike's turn to be silent.

He knew very well that the Ministry of Magic would never disclose the identities of those white-hooded men, because once the public knew that the white-hooded men were nobles who were originally superior, the entire wizarding society would be in turmoil.

This is not allowed by the Ministry of Magic!

Although Fudge and the others guessed wrongly who released the Dark Mark, their reasoning was actually very reasonable.

After all, there were many of Voldemort's subordinates in that group of white hoods, so it's not surprising that there is a person who still misses Voldemort now and wants to put on the Dark Mark to pretend to be tough.

After a long time, Mike said slowly:

"Can."

Both Fudge and Beard breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I want compensation!"

Fudge's smile froze just now.

The mustache on the side cursed even more:

"Don't get too far! Just one..."

"Stop acting! You guys don't dare to kill me at all! If I'm not wrong, the sky is already upside down, right? The thugs are at large, but the hero who saved lives was imprisoned. Hehe, what a big news!" Mike He directly interrupted the words of the character mustache, "You can say the three words you wanted to say but didn't say, because the compensation I want is your life!"

The gentleman with the mustache panicked. He trembled and turned his gaze to Fudge aside. Seeing that he bowed his head and said nothing, as if he was thinking about whether it was worth it, he suddenly fell to the ground with his feet limp.

Now Mike felt comfortable. He sat on the bed with his legs crossed, and looked at the ugly mustache with a smile.

"Stop making jokes about Yaheng, let's do this, Mike. You should know that the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin." Fudge said, "You think the title of the Triwizard Tournament Champion plus those families is wrong. How about your promise to make a move?"

"what do you mean?"

"Hehe, cheating is the practice of the Triwizard Tournament, and as the organizer of this time, we naturally have an inherent advantage in this regard."

"Did you make a mistake?" Mike said with a teasing look in his eyes. "With my strength, I still need your help to be the champion of the top three competitions? As for the promise you said, isn't this what it should be?"

"Then what on earth do you mean?"

"Don't you understand yet? The top three championships are not enough, you have to pay more."

"Okay, tell me the number."

"I want you to give the Los Santos Corporation tax exemption for a year."

"Can."

Fudge agreed without hesitation, which surprised Mike.

You must know that with the current size of the Los Santos Group, the annual tax is definitely an astronomical figure, and this kind of tax-free policy as a condition of exchange is undoubtedly corruption!

But soon Mike reacted.

This money doesn't need to go to the Ministry of Magic at all. No matter how much benefits he gets from Fudge, Fudge will double it from the families of those white hoods. He naturally doesn't feel bad about spending other people's money.

Ever since, Mike laughed and stretched out his hand, saying:

"make a deal!"

Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Harry Potter Raven's Claw