Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 17 The Sorcerer's Stone begins

Mike was shocked. In his current state he couldn't cast any offensive spells. But not being able to use magic didn't mean he had no ability to fight back.

He just brushed his left hand across his waist and a sharp knife appeared in his hand. Just as he was about to make a bloody hole in the arm that was covering himself, the man spoke.

"Hey, it's me Mike, calm down."

Mike remembered the voice, it was the voice of the two Weasley brothers.

"Filch is nearby, will you be quiet?"

Mike nodded, and the knife in his hand disappeared silently into his sleeve.

"I never thought that our Prince Charming would have the bad habit of wandering at night?" George let go of Mike's hand when he felt that he was no longer struggling.

"You don't look well. Did you just fight a troll?" Fred joked as he looked at Mike's disheveled appearance.

"I've had an accident, George, Fred. Can you take me back to Ravenclaw? I feel terrible."

"Of course, we are the famous Weasley brothers. Come with us, we know there is a secret passage nearby that leads directly to the Ravenclaw Tower."

George and Weasley helped Mike out of the classroom. It must be said that they were really masters of night walks. Mike could hardly hear their footsteps, and he himself seemed to be propped up, with his feet hardly touching the ground, which made his footsteps almost inaudible.

Soon the three of them arrived at the secret passage leading to Ravenclaw.

The entrance to this secret passage is also located on the eighth floor of Hogwarts. There are two suits of armor at the entrance. It can be seen that someone often comes to clean them, and there is no dust on them.

Mike walked out of the secret passage and finally returned to the Ravenclaw Tower. To be honest, he was very curious. You know, Ravenclaw's tower can be found next to the Owl House. The secret passage was not long, but it could lead directly to the tower.

"Don't you really need to go see Madam Pomfrey?"

When they arrived at the eagle-head door knocker, the Weasley brothers asked Mike with concern.

After declining the Weasley brothers' kindness, Mike answered the eagle-head door knocker's question and returned to the Ravenclaw common room. His physical injuries were not serious and the only thing he needed now was a good sleep.

"It seems that our Mr. Prince Charming is not like a normal person."

"Yes, all Ravenclaws are not normal, just like that follower Franklin."

"You know that's not what I mean."

"I know, but Mike is our friend, there's no need for us to get to the bottom of it. Let's go, Filch has been led to the eighth floor, let's go to his office and get our treasure back."

George and Fred walked into another secret passage while talking...

At noon the next day, Mike finally woke up.

After a good night's sleep, he felt refreshed, and all the fatigue from last night was swept away.

"It's still good to be young!" Mike sighed as he felt the vitality in his young body. In his previous life, he was already in his forties before he traveled through time, and all the functions of his body had begun to age.

Today is the weekend, so Mike doesn't have to worry about being late for class. He slowly tidied himself up and walked out of the dormitory.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Franklin waiting outside the door, playing with the kettle in his hand. When he saw Mike leave the door, his eyes lit up and he walked forward and handed the kettle to Mike.

Mike instinctively took the kettle before he could react, but the kettle was so heavy that he almost slipped out of his hand.

The kettle was about the size of an ordinary thermos, but Mike swore that the liquid inside must have weighed more than 10 kilograms.

"I went to see that Hufflepuff yesterday, but he told me that the drink was made by his mother and it's not available outside." Franklin said proudly, "So I found a way to get him to give me the rest. Here it is."

Mike was a little stunned and said, "How much..."

Hearing the word "money", Franklin became even more proud. "It didn't cost any money. That Hufflepuff is really kind-hearted. He gave me all the wine without saying anything when he heard that I liked to drink."

Mike couldn't help but mourn for that Hufflepuff.

However, Franklin seemed to have been waiting at the door of his dormitory early in the morning, and there was no knocking sound from inside, probably because he was afraid of disturbing his rest. Mike was still a little touched.

He handed the kettle to Franklin and told him to hold it as it was too heavy.

"Thank you so much, Franklin. You must have been waiting outside the door for a long time." Mike said apologetically.

"No, I just arrived too."

After a brief greeting, Mike took Franklin to the restaurant. His stomach was growling with hunger.

Today's lunch was very hearty and tasted very good, it didn't taste like British food at all.

Mike took a steak and ate it slowly, occasionally picking up the drink in the glass beside him and having a drink with Franklin.

This time Mike did not sit at the wrong table. He and Franklin were sitting at Ravenclaw's exclusive table.

But it turns out that sometimes trouble finds you even if you don’t look for it.

"Mike, do you remember the time we went to Gringotts together?" Harry said to Mike, but he stopped talking when he saw Franklin next to Mike listening.

Mike noticed his gaze and stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth. While chewing, he said, "Franklin is my brother. It's okay, Harry. Go on. What happened to Gringotts?"

"Gringotts was robbed the day we went there! And Hagrid happened to take a mysterious cloth bag from the vault that day." Harry paused, "I suspect that the person who broke into Gringotts was targeting that cloth bag."

"Come on, Harry. This kind of thing is too far away from us. You might as well take care of your own business." Mike tried to change the subject. "I heard that you were targeted in the Potions class. What happened?"

After all, Harry was still too young. Mike changed the subject and started complaining to him about Snape. If Harry knew about the grudge between Snape and his parents, he would probably understand why Snape hated him so much.

Mike, who had finally dealt with Harry, drank the last sip of the drink in the glass and fell into deep thought as he watched Harry gradually walk away.

Judging from what Harry said just now, he and Ron should have learned something from Hagrid yesterday. And in Mike's memory, the cloth bag that Hagrid took out from Gringotts was the Philosopher's Stone.

This means that the plot of the Philosopher's Stone has finally officially begun!

I also need to think carefully about what role I should play in the next plot.

(End of this chapter)