Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

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Although the two organizations, the Freemasonry and the Los Santos Student Mutual Aid Association, were originally established with the idea of ​​helping each other, there is no hierarchy among the members, and everyone is equal.

But apparently no one thought so.

No matter who it is, everyone regards Mike as their leader.

So on the second day after Mike gave the order, all the members of the Freemasonry and Mutual Aid Society got busy, one by one frantically investigating all the news around them like spies who went deep into the enemy's rear.

As the one who gave the order, Mike was sitting blankly on the sofa chair he used to sit in front of the fireplace in the Ravenclaw lounge at the moment, warming up by the fire.

The weather is getting colder, perhaps because of the ancient instinct engraved in the genes, the colder the weather, the more sleepy and lazy Mike will be.

I don't want to do anything, I just want to sit on the sofa chair and enjoy the fire.

"Master, your coffee and newspaper."

Beta's flattering, shrill voice made Mike's slack pupils slightly condense.

Reaching out to take the teacup, he took a sip and nodded in satisfaction.

It tastes just right.

Mike doesn't like tea or coffee, he likes to drink and smoke.

But for a young wizard like him, getting caught in these two bad habits prematurely would damage his mental strength.

So, we can only make do with it.

Putting down the teacup, Mike picked up the newspaper again.

The turmoil of the Quidditch World Cup has passed, and the headlines in the newspapers have shifted to the Triwizard Tournament.

Mike has never been interested in these things. After all, Fudge has already promised him that he will become the champion of the top three.

As for how to operate it, he didn't care, if Fudge couldn't do it, he had to come up with something equivalent to compensate him afterwards.

This is the power of magical contracts.

Throwing away the newspaper, Mike returned to his original appearance again.

It's so comfortable!

Mike sighed.

This is the advantage of being the boss. If you give an order, there will be countless people running for you.

And I just need to be a salted fish here.

Every day I go to herbal medicine class to play with flowers and plants, go to rune class to exchange practical skills of using ancient rune with the professor, go to transfiguration and charm class to pretend to be aggressive, and go to Muggle research class to sleep.

After class, I will play wizard chess with my classmates, chat, and get bored with Penello for a while.

Finally, after dinner, I went to Professor Flitwick's and received a punishment called punishment, which was actually a small confinement.

Mike has been living such a lazy life since the beginning of school.

If possible, Mike even wants to continue this kind of life.

It's so comfortable!

Mike sighed again.

But this time, a flustered and excited voice came from behind him.

"Your Excellency Tangley! Something happened!"

Mike sighed and opened his half-closed eyes.

He knew who it was without looking back, the whole of Hogwarts would call himself Lord Townley, only the Mutual Aid group.

In the past few days, the people in the Mutual Aid Association have been spying on information like a chicken blood, and then no matter what the trivial matter is, they will come to report to themselves.

To be honest, he was already a little annoyed.

"What's up?"

Mike said without looking back.

"Harry, Harry Potter, he and Malfoy got into an argument in the Great Hall!"

Hearing this, Mike's eyes closed again.

This kid, Draco, and Harry are a pair of natural enemies. If you don't quarrel twice a day, you won't be happy. This little thing is nothing at all.

But then, the person who came to report said:

"Malfoy cast a spell on Harry, and...then Professor Moody came and turned Malfoy into a skunk!"

Mike stood up abruptly and walked towards the auditorium.

He wouldn't care if it was just the conflict between Malfoy and Harry, but it would be different if this guy Moody got involved.

Mike, who has experienced swordsmanship training, has much better physical fitness than ordinary wizards, and he rushed to the auditorium in just five minutes.

At this moment, the auditorium is already full of people, and the people in the auditorium have spontaneously divided into three parts.

The Gryffindor group headed by Harry and Moody and the Slytherin group headed by a teenager whom Mike felt very familiar faced each other with serious expressions.

Beside them, there is a melon-eating crowd composed of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

When everyone in Ravenclaw saw their star Mike arriving, they all stepped aside spontaneously and sent Mike to the front row to eat melons.

As soon as he reached the front row, Mike heard the fierce dispute between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

"Professor Moody, as a professor, you actually released a curse on your own students. Just because of this, I have enough reasons to doubt whether you have enough character to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts!" Slater The boy headed by Lin said with a serious face.

As soon as the words came out, all the Slytherins behind him echoed.

However, Moody didn't care. He waved his wand lightly, and a dense and loud explosion sounded from the tip of his wand.

The Slytherin students thought he was attacking them, and all of them instinctively dodged.

"Hahahaha! You little Death Eaters are cowards!" Moody laughed. "Your name is Chris Flint, right? I remember your father, that goddamn Death Eater, who paid off with bribes Those exorcists from the Ministry of Magic escaped punishment! But he is still dead, and he died a terrible death! What, do you want to die now too?"

Laughter broke out from the Gryffindor camp as well.

It was only after hearing this that Mike remembered who the boy standing in front of the Slytherin team was at the moment, Chris, the guy who launched a wizard duel against him with Draco in the first grade.

At the same time, he also thought of the night in the Quidditch World Cup, the white hoodie who begged him for mercy at the last moment, also seemed to be surnamed Flint.

Mike's eyes gradually became serious.

The faces of the Slytherins were ferocious, as if they would rush forward at any moment.

But it was just an appearance, Moody and Gryffindors on the opposite side laughed for a long time, and no one in Slytherin dared to really rush forward.

Even Chris, who was named and insulted his father, did not act rashly.

They are waiting, waiting for their dean.

With Moody on the opposite side, if Snape wasn't there, they would go up to deliver food.

"What are you all doing here? Spread out!"

Professor McGonagall's majestic voice came over, and Snape came at the same time.

Many timid students quickly dispersed, but there were still many people who stayed where they were.

Perhaps because these students didn't all disperse when they saw her, Professor McGonagall was very angry, and she and Snape got into the crowd.

At this time, a skunk came out from behind Chris, hugged Snape's feet, and chattered non-stop, as if a poor child who had been bullied by outsiders was asking his elders sue.

Snape frowned at it, then looked at McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall's lips were tightly pursed, and she pointed lightly at the wand in her hand, but without seeing her chanting, the skunk twisted and changed back into Draco in a short while.

After recovering, Draco huddled into a ball, his body was trembling constantly, and he still tightly hugged Snape's thigh and did not let go.

Snape shook his legs in disgust, but didn't move away, and looked at Moody, who was whistling as if nothing had happened, with murderous eyes.

"What have you done?" Snape paused.

"Let me teach you a lesson."

"Teaching what?" McGonagall screamed, "We never use Transfiguration Charms to punish students!"

"I just wanted to scare him."

"We can put him in confinement! Moody! Or deduct his points and tell the dean of his college!"

Moody burst out laughing, and looked at Snape contemptuously.

He didn't speak, but the meaning was already obvious.

"I will inform the school directors about this." Snape's eyes became more murderous, "Using a dangerous spell like Transfiguration to physically punish students, I think the school directors will definitely reconsider, consider Is it a good thing to keep a lunatic like you in school?"

"You're always acting weird, Snape!" Moody said unafraid, "I haven't settled with you yet! You'd better be careful, I'll keep an eye on you, and if you show something, I'll Send you and these little Death Eaters to Azkaban!"

"Enough!" Professor McGonagall roared, and said to Moody, "I also think your actions this time are a bit too much..."

Before McGonagall finished speaking, Harry rushed out from the crowd.

"Professor! It was Drake who insulted Ron's father first, and he attacked me with a curse!" Harry said excitedly, "Moody taught him, it's just..."

Professor McGonagall stared back at Harry halfway through his words.

Then she looked at Draco again.

Normally, Drake would have jumped out to refute at this time.

But at the moment, he seemed to be terrified.

He was still hugging Snape's thigh tightly, his pale eyes still brimming with tears from pain and shame, and he kept mumbling something.

Although the sound is very soft and vague.

But those who were close could still hear a few of the words clearly.

It's "my dad".

Professor McGonagall shook his head and announced:

"That's the end of this matter, now, everyone, go back to the lounge!"

The Gryffindors left happily as if they had won a battle. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff saw the excitement and left too.

Everyone in Slytherin was very unconvinced, and they were still unmoved even after Snape ordered them.

In the end, it was Chris who gave the order, and everyone looked at McGonagall and Moody with resentment, and left.

The auditorium became empty again, and Mike was about to go back.

But at this moment, someone came in front of him.

"Are you alright?"

Looking at Chris with black hair, green eyes and curly hair, Mike said in a cold tone.

Facing Mike's unkind eyes, Chris smiled indifferently and said:

"Talk?"

Mike was silent.

To be honest, Chris's performance just now did arouse his interest.

It was not surprising that the people in Slytherin didn't obey Snape's orders. After all, after so many previous slaps in the face, Snape's prestige in Slytherin was no longer what it used to be.

But why, the over-the-top guys in Slytherin listen to this guy so much?

"Come on, let's walk together."

Chris sent out the invitation again. This time, Mike did not refuse, but took the lead to walk outside the castle.

The two were silent all the way, until they came to an empty lawn, Chris said in a relaxed tone:

"My father was killed by you."

Mike stopped, he was a little surprised, because Chris was laughing when he said this.

"so what?"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to ask questions." Chris smiled brighter, "On the contrary, I want to thank you. Because my father died, I naturally became the new patriarch of the Fleet family. "

"Fourteen-year-old patriarch?"

"That's right. Speaking of which, aren't you even better? You started the Los Santos Group from scratch when you were only fourteen years old."

Mike stopped talking.

Although the difficulty of inheriting a family business at the age of 14 is not as high as starting from scratch, it is definitely not much lower.

Especially under the premise that the Fleet family is a large family with a large population.

This guy in front of him is definitely not simple.

At the same time, he also understood why the Slytherin group listened to Chris so much.

Chris is now the patriarch of the Flint family.

As a Slytherin who seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, it is not too difficult to understand that he abandoned Malfoy and Snape and switched to Chris.

"So, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"I just want to remind you. You are in trouble, big trouble." Chris's expression became slightly serious, "You killed along with my father, and there are many other important people. Although Fudge has been with those people's family People sign a contract that they won't shoot you again, but secretly they will still find ways to get back at you.

Well, the ancient family, there are always some ways to bypass the magic contract. "

"That's what you came here to talk about?"

The smile on Chris' face froze, and he asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Mike said with disdain on his face, "It's just a bunch of bullying waste. Of course, you can also try to avenge your father and see if I can break the dog's paw that you stretched out."

After that, Mike turned and left.

As if deterred by Mike's arrogance, Chris stared blankly at Mike's back, and he laughed until Mike completely disappeared from his vision.

"As expected... as expected of you!"

Chris, who laughed until tears came out, whispered, and while speaking, there seemed to be a green light flashing in the green pupils in his eyes.

At the same time, Harry, who was far away in the Gryffindor lounge, felt a sudden pain in his head.

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