Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 240 Hero?

The sudden appearance of the Dementors caused a great commotion in the auditorium. The students who had been gathered together chatting and laughing the moment before were fleeing in all directions with fear on their faces the next second.

However, the hall was packed with Hogwarts students at this moment. The professors had already extinguished all the candles in order to let them rest early. Although the magical ceiling above the hall was still diligently bringing the moonlight outside the castle into the hall, this little moonlight alone was not enough to illuminate the huge hall.

So, in this dim environment, the stampede occurred.

There was a sound of wailing in the auditorium. Everyone was running around like blind people in the dim auditorium. Some people accidentally fell down, and the people behind them stepped over them, not caring at all about the screams of the person under their feet.

The Dementors were bathing in the moonlight above the hall, looking down at the panicked crowd below.

It can be seen from their stretched paws that they are in a very good mood now.

The next moment, they seemed unable to suppress their appetite any longer. An ugly mouth appeared from the hood and they took a deep breath at the crowd below.

In an instant, the screams in the auditorium weakened a lot, and a layer of frost visible to the naked eye spread out from the Dementors to the surrounding area. Anyone who came into contact with this circle of frost had their limbs stiffened and could not move.

People who were a little further away were not feeling well either. Even though people in the innermost circle were the main targets of the Dementors, they were still affected.

Harry felt like he was back in that rainy night in his vague memory, the woman's screams, the hoarse man's voice, the endless green light...

These scenes, which had only been seen in his most horrific nightmares, were happening again.

He felt like he was dying. In this extreme fear, his body temperature continued to drop. Sweat had already soaked his clothes, but he could not feel any warmth at all.

It seemed as if what those Dementors were sucking was not the emotion of joy at all, but his life!
"Call the gods to protect you!"

A familiar voice was heard, and then a brilliant burst of light exploded in the dim auditorium!
This gorgeous light continued to spread, warming everyone's body.

Harry felt his vision gradually becoming clearer, and through the still blurry vision, he vaguely saw a tall blond boy standing in front of him with his wand raised high.

A huge silver-white raven suddenly appeared from the tip of his wand, raised its head and cried, then flew towards the Dementors above the hall.

“Mike…”

Harry weakly called out the name of the boy in front of him, and the boy seemed to have heard his call, turned around and smiled at him, saying:

"It's all right now. If you want to know why, it's because I'm here!"

As soon as Mike finished speaking, the beautiful raven shining with silver-white light suddenly collided with the Dementors.

Suddenly, a dazzling light exploded from the sky above the auditorium!
For the first time in history, the Dementors that invaded the Hogwarts Great Hall made a sound in front of the students and fled the hall screaming one by one.

The originally panicked students in the auditorium stared blankly at the light that was still lingering in the air.

It was not until a silver-white raven reappeared from the light that everyone cheered.

"awesome!"

"Mike! You're the best!"

"We are saved!"

Unlike students from other colleges, students from Ravenclaw College recognized at a glance that this was a raven that represented the founder of the college, Ms. Ravenclaw, so they shouted out the name of Ravenclaw.

Led by them, the students who had just escaped from danger gathered around Mike and shouted Ravenclaw and Mike's names.

For a moment, the cheers in the auditorium were uniform and deafening!
This was the scene that Dumbledore and the professors saw when they hurried over.

"McHe! Learned the Patronus Charm!?"

Professor Flitwick asked in surprise, looking at Mike in the center of the crowd and the Raven Patronus still hovering in the air.

"Yes, he was able to summon a physical Patronus several days ago. I taught him!" Lupin said proudly, "Why? Didn't he tell you?"

Flitwick stared at Lupin blankly, and replied subconsciously: "No!"

"What an amazing talent." Dumbledore also looked at the Patronus and said, "I couldn't achieve this level when I was his age."

"Yes! Don't you see whose student you are?" Professor Flitwick looked proud, but the next moment he restrained his expression and said seriously, "But this is not what we need to worry about now. The most important thing now is the Dementors!"

"Yes, these Dementors are really going too far! They dared to openly violate the orders of the Ministry of Magic and run to Hogwarts to cause trouble!"

Professor McGonagall pursed her trembling lips and spoke slowly with anger.

……

Mike had no idea how angry the professors were because he was busy dealing with those enthusiastic students.

His previous efforts to help classmates who were bullied by Slytherin earned him a reputation as a philanthropist. Becoming a duel champion made his classmates aware of his powerful strength. His actions of dispersing the Dementors and saving all his classmates just now solidified his identity as a hero.

People always like heroes, especially handsome ones.

So now Mike is surrounded by fans with fanatical expressions, and some little girls even shouted that they wanted to help Mike give birth to a baby.

Mike's performance remained impeccable.

He had a warm smile on his face and whispered to comfort every classmate who was frightened by the disaster.

This image, coupled with the raven patron saint still emitting warm light in the air, makes Mike look like the Son of God in mythology.

Because he didn't like this kind of scene, after the students continued to make noise for a while, Mike asked the heads of each college to take their students back to bed.

Under normal circumstances, these arrogant class leaders would have ignored Mike completely, but today they were unexpectedly obedient and followed Mike's orders.

Even the self-righteous Slytherins are no exception!

The professors who were still discussing not far away smiled knowingly when they saw this scene. Mike's excellence far exceeded their expectations.

Only Dumbledore looked at Mike, who was shining in the crowd, with an expressionless face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The class leaders were very efficient and soon brought the students back to their respective seats like shepherds driving lambs.

Upon seeing this, Mike withdrew his patronus and let the auditorium return to darkness.

The effect of this show tonight was very good. The prefects who used to ignore Mike now bowed down before him, not to mention the ignorant ordinary students.

In the darkness, Mike listened to the whispers of the little wizards around him who were too excited to sleep, and he couldn't help but smile sincerely.

Still in the dark, Harry didn't feel very good. The Dementors had just given him a bad feeling, and although he didn't pass out like he did on the train last time, he was very cold.

Even though he was covered with enough blankets, he still felt cold.

He stretched out his trembling hands, took out a small piece of chocolate from his arms, put it into his mouth and chewed it hard. The chewed chocolate quickly melted and turned into a sweet taste that penetrated into his stomach.

When the situation didn't improve, Harry took out more chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, curling up like a fetus, hoping that this would make him feel better.

The next moment, a pair of warm big hands covered his forehead, and Mike's familiar voice came.

"are you OK?"

"Hmm... yeah, I... feel okay."

Harry said something against his will, and Mike seemed to have heard his true feelings from his trembling tone, and dragged a sleeping bag over to sleep next to him.

"Do you know? In fact, all the misfortunes in this world are caused by the lack of ability of the parties involved."

Harry was stunned when he heard Mike's slightly sad words. He originally thought that Mike would say something to comfort him, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence.

Mike then said, "I envy you actually, Harry. I really do."

"I don't know what I have that you should envy!"

Harry said this angrily, turned around and ignored Mike.

He felt that Mike was humiliating him. He was an orphan who was targeted everywhere. How could he be worthy of the envy of Mike, a brilliant hero?

Mike on the other side didn't get angry when he heard this, he was just acting like a child.

Seeing your good friend achieve amazing success and soar to the sky, most people can't celebrate for him sincerely, and it is normal to feel jealous.

Harry was still of great use to Mike, and he didn't want to create a rift between them just yet.

So he continued in that deep voice: "You are different, you are the savior. It can be said that everyone in the entire wizarding world owes you a life!"

Harry felt his head was a mess at the moment, and he really wanted to tell Mike that if possible he would rather not have the title of savior.

This title made him very tired, as everyone had high hopes for him. At the same time, this title also caused him to lose his parents.

"Do you know why you didn't get expelled for violating Ministry regulations during the summer vacation?"

"You mean..."

"That's right. Our lovely minister has no intention of expelling you for such a small matter." Mike smiled in the dark. "In fact, as long as you don't commit any heinous mistakes, everyone will turn a blind eye to you."

"You don't have to feel embarrassed about this. You can enjoy these privileges with a clear conscience because your parents paid for them with their lives. I know Draco has been against you recently, but in fact, as long as you bring out your title of savior, countless people will be willing to help you. Draco, a mere person, is not worth mentioning at all. Even... even Snape..."

Mike's words penetrated Harry's ears like the devil's words from the abyss. His body was still shaking, but not because of the cold, but because of excitement.

He felt that for the first time in his life he understood the privileges that came with his identity!
"Will you help me too?"

Harry said, suppressing his excitement.

"Of course! Even though I don't owe you anything, we are friends, right?"

The word "friend" made Harry's dissatisfaction with Mike disappear, and at the same time, an idea gradually sprouted in his mind.

'If things are really as Mike said, then those two annoying guys Malfoy and Snape...'

Harry thought so, but halfway through he shook his head vigorously to stop himself from thinking any further.

'No, I can't do that. Malfoy didn't do anything wrong, he was just a little stupid. As for Snape, he's a professor, and although he's really annoying, I can't do that.'

Harry was struggling fiercely in his heart, and Mike, who was standing beside him, saw that he had been silent for a long time and spoke again: "Come to me in front of the tapestry on the eighth floor of Hogwarts at 8 o'clock tomorrow night. I will teach you the Patronus Charm. The Savior cannot be afraid of Dementors!"

After a pause, Mike seemed to have thought of something and said, "Of course, you can also call your friends. It is my ambition to make the students at Hogwarts no longer afraid of Dementors!"

Mike's bold words made Harry feel a little ashamed of his previous thoughts, and he responded weakly.

Mike chuckled and replied, "Go to sleep! You have Quidditch training early tomorrow morning, don't you?"

……

While the students in the hall were fast asleep, the headmaster's office at Hogwarts was brightly lit. Minister of Magic Fudge, Dumbledore and four other deans were gathered together.

It was obvious that Fudge was very nervous. Sweat kept flowing down his sparsely haired head, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

He could already imagine the front-page headline of tomorrow's Daily Prophet.

"Dementors attack Hogwarts! A bad move by the Minister of Magic!"

Oh my God! Tomorrow his office will be flooded with shouting letters from parents. This is horrible!

"Mr. Dumbledore, I hope you can explain it clearly to the students and their parents." A drop of sweat flowed into his eye and stung him. Fudge wiped his sweaty face irritably and said, "Those Dementors rashly entered Hogwarts Castle because they found the trace of Sirius Black! I have already sent those Dementors who committed crimes back to Azkaban. I promise that such a thing will not happen again!"

Dumbledore remained silent, which made Fudge sweat even more.

Dumbledore was much stronger than him in both strength and reputation. When the Ministry of Magic was selecting the Minister, the Wizengamot Committee unanimously agreed that Dumbledore was the best candidate for Minister.

But Dumbledore rejected the invitation from the Ministry of Magic and was willing to continue staying at Hogwarts as the headmaster. This gave Fudge the opportunity to take the position!
So Fudge couldn't even raise his head in front of Dumbledore!

"Cornelly, I can help you explain, but you must withdraw all the Dementors." Dumbledore said after a long time.

"That's impossible! Sirius Black hasn't been caught yet! He's a ..."

Before Fudge could finish his words, Professor McGonagall stood up from her seat and said, "Mr. Minister! I hope you can understand that this is the unanimous conclusion reached by us professors after discussion! Judging from the current situation, you do not have the ability to restrain these Dementors!"

McGonagall's words made Fudge's face turn red. He looked around and saw the expressions on the faces of the people in the office.

Fudge originally thought that Dumbledore would no longer be a threat after becoming Minister, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Hogwarts is no longer the Hogwarts of British wizards, but Dumbledore's kingdom!
The professors at Hogwarts are no longer his subjects; they are all Dumbledore's men!
Fudge felt like a clown here, tortured by endless humiliation.

"I don't agree!" Fudge roared and slammed the door. "I am the Minister! I have the final say!"

(End of this chapter)