Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 289 The storm is coming

Chapter 289 The storm is coming
Hearing this, Ms. Maxime's chest rose and fell even more violently, so much so that Mike was worried that her clothes would be torn by her excessive breathing.

She took a deep breath and pointed her finger at Mike as if to accuse him, but before she could speak, Mr. Crouch, who had been silent from the beginning, said:

"He's right. Any arguments you have now are meaningless. The Goblet of Fire has already made its decision."

"This is not fair!" Karkaroff roared, "If you insist on doing this, we, Durmstrang, will withdraw from the competition! And we will not participate in the next or the next tournament!"

"Stop arguing, Karkaroff." Crouch seemed a little impatient. "Stop your false threats. You and I both know that this is impossible. Krum has been chosen by the Goblet of Fire. It's like signing an inviolable magical contract! So, let's end the argument quickly! So that I can go home and go to bed."

At this moment, Karkaroff was like an angry old lion. He stared with bloodshot eyes and gnashed his teeth as if he wanted to eat Crouch.

But for some reason, he didn't take any substantial action.

The situation seemed to be getting out of control, and Dumbledore finally stood up.

"Okay, everyone. We don't know why this happened." Dumbledore's loud voice echoed in the small room, "But in my opinion, we have no choice but to accept it now. Since both Mike and Harry have been selected to participate in the competition, then..."

"Ah, but Dumbledore..."

"My dear Madame Maxime, if you have another solution, I'm all ears."

Dumbledore just stared at Maxime who interrupted him, his blue eyes calm.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Maxim still looked angry, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After a long time without any response from Maxim, Dumbledore turned his attention to Karkaroff.

Karkaroff suddenly felt a little hot. He wanted to take off his fur coat but he didn't dare to. He could only twist his body in place.

"Okay, let's continue." Ludo came out to smooth things over. "It's time to give guidance to our warriors, right? Batty, you tell it."

"Hmm? Oh, yes, coaching." Barty Crouch's voice sounded a little tired. "The first project... Well, how about this, Ludo, I'll leave the coaching work to you. I don't feel well, I think I should go home and rest for a while."

After that, Crouch walked out of the shadows and left the room without caring about the reactions of everyone present.

And when he passed by the fireplace, Mike was finally able to see Crouch's appearance up close through the light of the fire.

He looked extremely haggard, with two deep shadows under his eyes and his wrinkled skin was as pale as paper.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Mike felt that when he saw Crouch’s weak appearance, Ludo beside him seemed to be secretly happy.

"Hmm! In that case, let me give the warriors pre-match guidance." Ludo coughed to hide his expression, but the upturned corners of his mouth still betrayed him. "The first project will be completed on November 24th, in front of all the other students and referees. Since this project is to test your courage and bravery, I can't reveal too many details. I apologize for this.

During the competition, warriors may not request or accept any help from any other teachers. The only thing you can rely on during the competition is the magic wand in your hand.

I have some good news for you. Because the competition is so demanding and lasts so long, the Warriors will not have to take exams during the academic year.

I think that's all, Dumbledore."

Ludo gave Dumbledore a questioning look.

"Yes." Dumbledore looked at the direction where Crouch disappeared with a concerned look, "Is Barty really not staying in Hogwarts? We have a school doctor here."

"Leave him alone, Dumbledore. He's been devastated by being kicked out of the Law Enforcement Department, so just leave him alone." Ludo said, "At least I'm going to stay here. After all, Hogwarts is much more interesting than my office."

"Want to go get a nightcap together then?"

Dumbledore glanced questioningly at the adults present.

"No, Dumbledore!" Ludo waved his hand to refuse. "Please let me go. I still want to walk around Hogwarts and reminisce about my school days while I am awake."

Karkaroff and Maxim on the side didn't even say a word of refusal. They each took Fleur and Krum out of the room. Mike even heard them talking in their own language on the way.

Dumbledore looked at the people who were leaving quickly in silence, smacked his lips, and turned his gaze back to Mike and Harry.

"Don't look at me like that, Professor. I'm not an adult yet." Mike smiled and joked, "If I were an adult, I would definitely not refuse you."

Dumbledore was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed. Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore who was laughing heartily, sighed and shook her head.

Even Harry, who had been keeping his head down, had a less gloomy look on his face.

"It's a deal then, Mike. We must have a good drink together on the day you come of age." Dumbledore, who had finally calmed down, looked at Mike with a smile and said, "And now, I suggest you go back to bed as soon as possible. I believe that the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students are waiting for you to come back and celebrate together. After all, they finally have an excuse to have a big fight, and it would be wrong to take away their opportunity."

After saying that, Dumbledore winked at Mike.

Mike understood, nodded, and left the room with Harry.

The auditorium was now empty, as all students had returned to their respective lounges.

The candle flame was already very low, which made the jack-o'-lantern's grin look flickering and eerie.

Harry, who had his head down, looked up at Mike and, as if he had mustered up a lot of courage, said, "I'm sorry, Mike."

"Why say sorry?" Mike said.

"This should have been all your honor." Harry lowered his head again and choked up, "But because of me..."

"Don't say that. I believe you didn't put your name into the Goblet of Fire."

Harry suddenly looked up and looked at Mike in disbelief.

"Remember why Dumbledore told you not to sign up?" Mike raised his eyebrows and said, "Now it seems that Dumbledore's concerns were correct."

"You mean..."

"Yes, some people must want to kill you, so they deliberately tampered with the Goblet of Fire."

"But...but who would do that?"

"Oh! Harry, there are so many people who want to do this." Mike said loudly, "Think about it, you killed Voldemort. How much do his men hate you?"

At this time, the two of them had already reached the fork in the corridor outside the auditorium. Harry seemed to want to say something to Mike, but Mike just shook his head and said:
"Well, don't worry too much. Go back and have a good rest. You'll be fine as long as we're here."

After saying that, Mike smiled, patted Harry's shoulder, and turned to leave.

Harry was left standing there blankly, silently watching Mike's back disappear into the darkness, tears flowing down his face again.

What Harry didn't know was that Mike's smile disappeared the moment he turned around, and was replaced by an extremely gloomy and cold expression.

...In the Ravenclaw common room, a unique celebration was being held.

When Mike opened the door guarded by an eagle-head knocker, a wave of cheers and whistles swept over.

This sudden change made Mike stagger, and then several hands reached out and pulled him into the lounge.

The Ravenclaws who were usually quiet and steady were now all crazy. They surrounded Mike, cheering and making noise, as if they were the ones chosen as the Hogwarts Knights.

"Mike! I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

A senior girl suddenly threw herself on Mike, and was then pulled away by someone behind her. The girl who pulled her away threw herself into Mike's arms instead.

Penelope, who was outside the crowd, watched this scene. Instead of getting angry, she smiled and clapped.

She was really happy for Mike.

Everyone wanted to have some physical contact with Mike, from touching him or shaking his hand to hugging, kissing on the cheek, or even kissing.

This made Mike feel like a mascot that could bring luck to others, as if everyone who came into contact with him would get good luck.

After finally getting rid of the crowd and returning to the dormitory, Mike had several lipstick marks on his face and neck.

"Wow! Mike, you are so lucky!"

Franklin teased Mike, but his eyes were observing Penelope's movements, ready to be beaten by Penelope at any time.

But to his surprise, Penelope was not angry this time. Instead, she looked at Mike with concern.

Turning his head, Franklin saw that the smile on Mike's face had long disappeared, replaced by an expression so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

A tense atmosphere instantly spread in the dormitory. Benjamin and the others all looked terrified and stood still, not daring to move.

"Um, Mike. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have joked with you."

Franklin swallowed and immediately gave in.

"none of your business."

Mike said calmly, sitting on his bed with a blank expression.

"That must be because of Harry?" Franklin breathed a sigh of relief, then said indignantly, "Don't worry, we will make that cheating guy pay the price. The only warrior of Hogwarts can only be you!"

Mike didn't say anything, just glanced at Franklin calmly.

"I don't think it's Harry's fault. After all, you and he are very good friends. He wouldn't do such a thing." Penelope sat next to Mike, took his arm and said, "Maybe someone did something, like putting Harry's name in."

Benjamin nodded and said:

“What Penelope said is not entirely correct. Harry’s ability is far inferior to Lord Townley. Even if he signed up, he would not be selected.

I have checked the information. The protection of the Goblet of Fire is not very strong. Some powerful wizards can use the Confusion Charm to make it go wrong. So I think it is very likely that someone tampered with the Goblet of Fire, making it think that there are four schools participating in the competition, and then making Harry the only student of the non-existent school. In this way, Harry can register successfully with 100% success. "

Everyone in the room nodded, all convinced by Benjamin’s explanation.

Mike didn't say anything, he just rubbed his stiff cheeks and asked indifferently:
"Moody, when did you come back?"

"You mean he was the one who tampered with the Goblet of Fire?" Benjamin said hastily, "But that's impossible. Moody only came back before the dinner. The Mutual Aid Society is still carrying out your order to monitor Moody, so the time when Moody returned to Hogwarts would definitely not be wrong."

"Huh! Then, it means it's someone else!" Mike exhaled deeply, stood up and said to Benjamin and others, "Listen, Benjamin! Doesn't your brother Zhou Hong have the ability to read people's minds? Ask him to find them one by one and find the guy who is causing trouble for me.

In addition, a bonus of 10 gold galleons will be given to all members of the mutual aid association who participated in this matter to encourage them to continue their efforts. "

"Understood, Your Excellency!"

Benjamin seemed to have a second-year syndrome. He knelt on one knee, imitating the knights in the novels, and performed a non-standard knight's salute to Mike.

When the other members of the mutual aid association beside him saw this, they also knelt down like their leader.

Afterwards, under Mike's gaze as if he were a fool, Benjamin left Mike's dormitory with his men in high spirits.

Franklin smacked his lips in silence, then looked at Mike, who seemed to have recovered a little, and asked:

"By the way, Mike, didn't you just go for pre-game instruction? What did they tell you?"

Mike looked at Franklin and Penello's curious expressions and didn't say anything. Instead, he silently took out the note that Batty had slipped to him before leaving.

As soon as the note was taken out, it quickly stretched out, and everyone saw on the note, a white fire dragon reflecting colorful light was roaring at everyone!

Franklin opened his mouth so wide that an egg could fit in it. He asked in a trembling voice in disbelief:

"This...this is the test they gave you? A fire dragon?!"

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