Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 223: Despicable Vesemir

The meditation method Mike uses is still the Raven Meditation Method obtained from the Raven's Nest. This rare meditation method can enhance the user's talents and mental strength if used for a long time. Therefore, although the amount of improvement is very small, Mike still meditates almost every day.

Generally speaking, Mike's meditation time would not exceed two hours a day, but today, because he had to wait for Harry, Mike actually meditated for a whole night.

When Mike opened his eyes, a boy with messy hair and red and swollen eyes appeared in front of him. Mike looked at the already dim sky and the tired look of the boy, and did not persuade Harry to go back to rest. Instead, he took out a bottle of Dolphin Magic Drink, the fat house version, and handed it to him.

"Come on, young man, you still have someplace to go."

"Thank you, Mike."

Harry took the magic drink and drank it, and instantly felt that all his mental fatigue caused by staying up late disappeared.

Looking at the magic drink in his hand in surprise, feeling the abundant energy in his body, Harry was a little bit unbelievable. He had drunk the Dolphin Magic Drink before, and although it had a refreshing effect, it was definitely not as strong as this one. If he drank this drink every day, would he not need to sleep?
Harry's eyes gradually brightened. If he didn't need to rest, he would have more time to use.

Of course, he would never spend his time studying, but on night trips.

Don't forget, he has an invisibility cloak passed down from his father.

Mike, who was standing by, watched Harry's eyes gradually light up. He probably guessed what Harry was thinking, so he said, "The functional version of Dolphin Magic Drink is just forcibly overdrawing your vitality. The energy gained in this way must be paid back. Well, stop wasting time and let's go."

Hearing this, Harry's eyes darkened, he shook his head with some regret and followed Mike.

A moment later, the two appeared in front of a ruins.

This is the former residence of the Potter family and also the place where the Potters died.

After the war, in order to commemorate the sacrifice of the Porters, people did not demolish or rebuild the house where they lived during their lifetime, but preserved it intact as a memorial.

So what appeared in front of Harry at this moment was a dilapidated building.

The outer fence had grown wild due to years of no one taking care of it, and although most of the house was well preserved, it was completely covered with large patches of ivy, and only the outlines of some of the houses could be seen.

A large hole was blown out on the right side of the top floor of the house. Harry's eyes were fixed on it. He was almost certain that it was where Voldemort killed his parents.

"call!"

Harry exhaled deeply. Mike beside him could clearly feel that his body was shaking constantly. He must be feeling very complicated at this moment.

He stretched out his trembling hands and grabbed the rusty door. Harry used more and more strength, causing the skin on his fists to turn white.

He didn't want to open the door, he just wanted to become a part of the house.

Perhaps his contact with the gate triggered some mechanism, and a wooden sign suddenly rose from the weeds nearby, with the following words written on it in shining golden letters:

It was here that Lily and James Potter lost their lives on the night of October 1981, 10.

Their son, Harry Potter, became the only wizard to escape the Killing Curse.

The house, invisible to Muggles, remained in ruins.

As a memorial to the Potters.

It also serves as a wake-up call about the violence that tears their families apart.

Surrounding these simple words are a host of other writings, some choosing to simply write their names in indelible ink, others simply carving the words into the wood, and still others writing short phrases.

The writing on it is densely packed with old and worn words, but everyone is saying the same thing:
Good luck, Harry, wherever you are now!
"Haha." Mike looked at the words on the sign with some disdain and said, "After your parents died, this place became a tourist attraction. Countless wizards come here to visit every day. Look at the good things they have done, carving words on other people's monuments. Haha, what kind of quality!"

"Don't say that, Mike!" Harry said, groping for the words on the sign. "I'm glad they did it, it's awesome!"

Harry's words did not seem false, because he was extremely excited at the moment, completely different from the person he was in the cemetery before.

Mike shook his head as he watched Harry jumping up and down to look for other messages. He really couldn't understand Harry's train of thought. If anyone dared to carve some bullshit phrase like "I was here" on his parents' monument, he would definitely find those people and give them an Avada Kedavra each.

The premise is that Mike can find his biological parents.

He accompanied Harry to visit his parents' former residence for a long time. It was not until noon that Mike, who was so hungry that he could no longer bear it, dragged Harry back to Flitwick's house for lunch.

Harry, who had been protesting and insisting on continuing the tour, became a good boy as soon as he saw Flitwick, just like a mouse meeting a cat.

Even when eating, he didn't dare to grab the food with his hands like he did in school. Instead, he followed Mike and others and used a knife and fork obediently. Mike wanted to laugh when he saw his awkward look.

After all, they were still children. Although Professor Flitwick was a friendly professor, he was still a teacher at heart. And for a student like Harry whose grades were not very good, a teacher was like a nemesis.

After dinner, Professor Flitwick invited Harry to live in his house, but Harry refused and hesitated for a long time, unable to say a word. In the end, it was Mike who helped him out.

"Come on, Professor Flitwick, just let him live in my house."

Mike's words made Harry feel relieved, but the second half of his words made Harry's heart rise to his chest again.

"Since our two families live so close, we will come here every day to eat!" Mike said, "After all, Luo Luo's cooking is so delicious!"

After saying that, Mike gave a thumbs up to Lolo who was standing in the corner, which made Lolo cry again.

Harry was petrified on the spot. Thinking about having to eat at the same table with the professor every day, the steaming food in front of him no longer tasted good.

……

"Mike, why did you bring me here?"

Inside the Dolphin Magic Drink Factory, Harry looked around, looking a little anxious.

Before Mike could answer him, a worker in a black uniform suddenly jumped out, stood straight, hit his heart with his right hand, and saluted Mike.

This sudden change scared Harry. He quickly imitated the other person and returned the greeting. Finally, with a red face, he followed Mike who had not stopped at all.

"What's going on here? Why do they want to salute you?"

Harry felt like he was going crazy, and after taking a short break after lunch, Mike brought him to this place. It looked like a factory, but the people here were very strange. Harry felt that everyone's eyes were focused on them, and the strangest thing was that those people wearing the same uniforms would salute them!

"This is my factory, and I'm their boss." Mike replied without even turning his head. "Aren't you curious about why I've changed so much? I brought you here today to find out the answer."

"Is this so..."

Harry suddenly realized that if Mike was the boss of these people, then all this could be explained. After all, Harry had seen Uncle Vernon talking to his boss on the phone at home, and he was also very servile, even wanting to kneel on the ground to answer the phone.

So, the relationship between all bosses and employees in the world should be like this, right?

Harry shuddered as he thought about his future job. If I also found a boss, wouldn't I also...

"arrive!"

"what!"

Mike's shout rescued Harry from his terrible associations. Looking in the direction where Mike was, he saw a large area similar to the playground of a Muggle school. Two men, one old and one young, were standing on the training ground. The young man was holding high a silver sword and constantly chopping, while the old man was staring at the two of them.

Perhaps frightened by the old man's vicious look, Harry suddenly shrank behind Mike.

But Mike was not afraid at all and walked towards the old man with a murderous look.

"You stood us up this morning, so the afternoon training will be changed to a real fight with me!"

"Come on, Vesemir. I brought a new friend." The smile on Mike's face froze when he heard about the actual combat. He pulled Harry out from behind and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Harry Potter."

Mike knew exactly what Vesemir was planning. He must be trying to teach him a lesson under the pretext of actual combat training.

Although Mike was very busy during this period, he did not miss his daily spell training and swordsmanship training. As his swordsmanship attainments became higher and higher, Mike gradually became more arrogant.

Until... Vesemir had actual combat training with him again and again.

Harry looked very frightened when he was suddenly pushed out, but out of basic courtesy, he still stumbled through his self-introduction.

To Mike's surprise, Vesemir and Arthur seemed unaware of Harry's legendary deeds. After introducing themselves to Harry, they brought up the topic of combat training again.

Mike felt so angry that his teeth ached. He brought Harry here this time just to escape punishment. However, the old man Vesemir didn't seem to buy it.

Licking his front teeth, Mike's eyes quickly swept over Harry and Arthur, and finally landed on Vesemir.

"Sure! But I want to use a magic wand! What I want to learn is the fighting method of using a magic wand with a long sword, not some left-handed sword technique!"

"Hahaha! Sure! You little bastard!"

Vesemir laughed three times, pulled out a wooden sword from the weapon rack beside him and threw it to Mike.

Mike caught the wooden sword steadily, made a sword flower in the air, then took out his magic wand, and assumed a fighting stance with the magic wand in his right hand and the sword in his left hand.

At this moment, his face was full of smiles, because he didn't believe that Vesemir had any chance of winning if he used the wand.

"Have you finally gotten your revenge? Old man, I will pay you back double for all the pain I've endured during this time!"

Arthur and Harry, who were standing by, looked at the two men who were about to start fighting and were confused, so they spoke quickly.

"Teacher! Why don't you let me do it? You just need to have a good rest."

"Yes, Mike. Although the old man looks fierce, he should be a good person. You..."

The persuasion of these two people undoubtedly angered Vesemir. He pulled out his scarred wand and roared, "Shut up! Just watch!"

Harry and Arthur immediately turned into little quails, hid aside and stopped talking.

"Old man, stop wasting time and get started!"

"Humph! You want to be tortured, then I will grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vesemir's legs, which were much thicker than those of ordinary people, squatted down to accumulate power, and then suddenly jumped towards Mike.

Before Mike could react, he saw Vesemir approaching quickly. Mike cursed inwardly and put on a layer of armor to protect himself, while raising the wooden sword to block.

Mike knew very well that after Vesemir jumped over, he would definitely suddenly take out a wooden sword like his own from the bag of traceless extension spells, and then jump and chop directly...

This was the conclusion he had drawn with blood and tears from several actual combat training sessions in the past.

Vesemir is a villain who will do anything to achieve his goals!

Facing Vesemir jumping in the air, Mike could have used other methods to deal with him, such as using his best fire spell. But Mike's reason told him that this was just a practical training. He didn't want to kill Vesemir with a fireball, because Arthur would go crazy...

Things turned out just as Mike expected. Vesemir, who was in mid-air, looked down at Mike who was in a defensive posture, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The next moment, his right hand brushed across the bag on his waist, and when his right hand swung to the top of his head due to inertia, a silver sword that shone brightly under the sun had already formed in his hand.

Hmm? A silver sword? Shouldn't it be a wooden sword?

Mike's worldview was refreshed again. He had never seen such a sinister person before. We agreed that I would use a wooden sword for training, but you actually used a real weapon! ?

Mike's inner complaints didn't last long, because Vesemir in mid-air did not stop his movements.

While he raised the sword, his right hand holding the magic wand was not idle either. He saw his magic wand make a simple sweep in the air, and then a dazzling white light shot out from the tip of his wand...

"Lumos!"

Mike felt as if he had just looked directly at the sun at close range. At this moment, his vision was completely white and he could not see the scenery in front of him clearly.

Is this a fluorescent flash!? Is this a flash bomb!

While complaining, Mike retreated quickly because he knew that Vesemir's real attack was about to come.

But he was still a step too late.

The silver sword with a faint blood-red glow chopped down on the head with powerful force, and the wooden sword in Mike's hand and the defense of the armor protection spell were easily cut through like butter being cut by a hot knife.

Fortunately, Vesemir's purpose was to teach Mike a lesson, so he did not use his full strength, and the sword finally hit the ground.

Mike was blind and only felt a chill coming from the top of his head, which hit the ground close to his cheek. The next moment, Mike fell backwards to the ground, gasping for breath. He had just faced death.

As for Vesemir, his disabled leg still held him back. After he swung the sword, he lost his balance and fell out.

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PY: I’m such a vet.

This is a supernatural pet novel, and the various settings in it are quite interesting. He is testing the waters this week, and as a brother, I hope to help as much as possible.

I'm a real veterinarian

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