Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 297: Extreme Protector of Magical Creatures

There are shrill howls in the air and beautiful songs in the water.

Anyone with a little knowledge of magical biology can tell from this feature what the sound of the golden egg comes from.

Mermaid.

Or rather, Siren.

But Mike prefers to call them fishmen.

Because in the inherent impression of ordinary humans, mermaids should be creatures with beautiful faces, devilish figures, human upper bodies and fish lower bodies.

As for the mermaids in the Harry Potter world, their appearance has little to do with beauty.

They really look like fish.

But this does not prevent them from having their own civilization. In fact, their culture is very prosperous.

They have their own language, write their own songs, build houses out of stone, domesticate other aquatic animals, make tools and weapons, and they even create artworks such as jewelry and statues with strong ethnic styles!

All these show that they have very high intelligence.

It’s a pity that these things are nothing compared to the powerful strength of the wizards.

So after the rise of wizards, the number of freshwater mermaids closer to the wizards began to decline sharply. Today, freshwater mermaids have become protected animals and only live in a few known large protected areas. The rest of the saltwater mermaids live on the seabed where few people go. Some even claim that the ocean mermaids have even built their own large cities.

The largest gathering place of mermen in Ying Country is the Black Lake in Hogwarts.

Then the answer is obvious, the venue for the second project is Black Lake.

The content of the project has been clearly stated in the song.

At that time, the organizers will take away something that the warriors think is the most precious, and then put it in the hands of the mermaid in the Black Lake, for the warriors to take.

After knowing this, Professor Flitwick finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with the first project, the difficulty of the second project is really too low.

You should know that the mermaids living in the Black Lake have a contract with Hogwarts. They cannot harm any Hogwarts student who falls into the Black Lake, and they even have to provide rescue.

This contract cannot be violated. Once the mermaids violate the contract, they will be driven out of the Black Lake.

In today's world, once they are driven out of the Black Lake, the only thing that awaits them is death.

So strictly speaking, the second event is actually a racing event.

Warriors should focus on how to move at high speed underwater and find their destination quickly, rather than fighting with aquatic creatures such as mermaids.

Mermaids are not enemies, on the contrary, they are more like lifesavers.

After knowing these things, Professor Flitwick finally put a smile on his face again, and pulled Mike back to the lounge to continue drinking and partying.

The party lasted until the early morning. As the protagonist of the party, Mike was forced to drink a lot of wine although he tried his best to refuse.

This young body had a low tolerance for alcohol, which resulted in Mike feeling terrible when he woke up the next day.

What made him feel even more uncomfortable was that when he pushed open the door of the dormitory and prepared to find some food, he saw two people wearing dragon training gear standing in front of his door waiting for him.

They all had sad faces, red eyes, and dry and flaky lips from lack of water. They looked extremely haggard.

"Hello, Mr. Townley." One of the brown-haired middle-aged men handed a long cloth bag to Mike. "You forgot this sword at the competition yesterday. We are here to return it."

"Oh! Thank you!"

Mike reached out and took the cloth bag and put it into the bag of the Traceless Stretching Spell. Then he rubbed his temples and went to pour himself some water to drink.

The feeling of a hangover is so uncomfortable that he feels like his head is about to explode.

"Don't you have anything else to say?"

Mike looked in the direction of the voice with a frown, and saw the young man next to the brown-haired middle-aged man, who looked very similar to the middle-aged man, staring at him angrily.

"Oh! Last night's celebration was really too intense. I'm not feeling well now, so I'm really sorry for neglecting you." Mike drank a large bottle of cold water before saying, "Please don't take it to heart. I'm really grateful to you."

Mike's words were quite sincere, but the young man refused to give in.

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

"Then what do you want to say?"

Mike's eyebrows, which had been relaxed, were frowned again. He began to feel impatient. He felt that this kid might have come here specifically to cause trouble.

"You killed Senna!"

"Senna?"

"It was that Australian egg-eye! Damn it! You bastard are so strong, you obviously have other ways to get the golden egg! But you killed Senna just to show off your strength! Senna was going to be a mother soon, but now... Merlin's beard! Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Now Mike understood that he had encountered an extreme protector of magical creatures.

Mike's originally frowned brows relaxed, and he looked expressionlessly at the young man in front of him with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious face, as if he would rush up to fight at any moment.

If someone familiar with Mike was here, they would know that this was a sign that Mike was really angry.

The young man's loud voice also attracted the attention of other people in the lounge. After realizing that Mike might have had a conflict with the two strangers, everyone spontaneously surrounded the two men.

Anyone who wants to fight against a Ravenclaw warrior on Ravenclaw's turf is simply tired of living!
Looking at the increasing number of Ravenclaw students who were gradually surrounding them, the brown-haired middle-aged man had a very ugly expression.

But the young man seemed to be blinded by anger and pointed at Mike as if he wanted to argue with him.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man covered his mouth, and the hand pointing at Mike was also forcibly pressed down.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! My son didn't mean it!"

The brown-haired middle-aged man gave Mike a smile that was uglier than crying. He knew very well that if the two of them wanted to leave the Ravenclaw common room safely today, they had to get the word from the Ravenclaw warrior in front of them.

Otherwise, you will at least be beaten up.

All the Ravenclaws turned their eyes to Mike and waited for him to speak.

But Mike just felt a little bored.

He also hoped that these two people could be tougher so that he could teach them a lesson.

But I didn't expect them to be so cowardly. Waving his hand, Mike said:
"Forget it, let them go."

Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately made way for a path, and the middle-aged man immediately dragged his son who was still struggling, and hurriedly left the Ravenclaw common room under the gaze of everyone.

As he walked, he kept thanking Mike loudly.

"These protectors of magical creatures are so annoying!"

As Franklin spoke, he leaned closer to Mike, puffed out his chest, and pretended to casually show Mike a medal on his chest.

This is still a medal of support for the Hogwarts warrior - Mike.

However, the pattern on the badge has changed. It is no longer a monotonous character portrait with characters, but a dynamic picture of Mike holding up his wand and using a fire spell to compete with the flames spewed by a fire dragon.

Since he had done this, Mike naturally had to cooperate, so he asked:
“Is this a new medal?”

"Ah! You noticed it!" Franklin said excitedly, "Let me tell you, we worked late to make this, and there are other things on it!"

After saying this, Franklin pressed the medal hard.

Then, the original pattern on the medal began to disappear, and what appeared next was a pattern of Mike holding a shining sword and stepping on a huge dragon head. Below the pattern was written in artistic words: Dragon Slayer!

This picture was drawn, and no one knew who drew it, but it was so realistic that even Mike was surprised.

"Oh! That's great!"

Hearing Mike's praise, the Ravenclaws around him all showed excited smiles on their faces.

It was not until this time that Mike noticed that the classmates surrounding him all wore new medals on their chests.

Mike was immediately moved.

He bowed deeply to everyone and said solemnly:
“Thank you, thank you for your support!”

Everyone said that it was not necessary, as long as Mike could get good results in the semi-finals, their support was deserved.

After a few more pleasantries, Mike prepared to go to the kitchen to find some food.

But when Franklin found out about this, he stopped Mike.

"Mike! You don't have to go out, I'll just get it for you." Franklin said.

"Yes, just leave this little thing to us."

The people around also echoed.

"No need, I can do this myself."

Mike was about to walk out the door as he spoke. He understood everyone's intentions, but it was better for him to do his own things himself.

But Franklin blocked him again.

"What's going on?" Mike also noticed something was wrong and asked with a gloomy face, "What are you hiding from me?"

Mike still looked quite dignified when he was serious. Franklin looked at the others for a few seconds before he gritted his teeth and said:
"To be honest with you Mike, if you go out now, you'll probably get into trouble."

Mike: “?”

Franklin was straightforward. Without any explanation, he stuffed a newspaper into Mike's hand.

This is today's Daily Prophet, and as Mike expected, the front-page headline is about the Triwizard Tournament, which praises Mike highly and also publishes a photo of Mike fighting a fire dragon (the one at the beginning of the Franklin Medal).

There was nothing special about the report up to this point, but in the second half of the report, the author of the article seemed to have become a completely different person and began to condemn Mike for abusing and slaughtering the internationally protected animal, the Australian whiteeye.

The article also quoted the views of an anonymous interviewee, claiming that there is no doubt that Mike is very powerful, and having such strong power means that he has many faster and safer ways to obtain the golden egg.

But in order to show off his powerful strength, Mike used such a cruel method to fight the fire dragon, and finally even took the life of the poor fire dragon.

This behavior is absolutely no different from that of a dark wizard!
At the end of the article, a photo of the interviewee was published.

Although his head is blurred, judging from his clothes, he is clearly the young man who gave Mike the sword before!
Now Mike understood!

No wonder that middle-aged man has such a humble attitude!
It turns out that they were the ones who did such a terrible thing behind the scenes!
"This article has caused a great response. Now some people in Hogwarts are dissatisfied with you and may come to trouble you." Franklin said awkwardly, "This is not the worst. The worst thing is that some extreme magical creature protectors are planning to hold a demonstration in Hogsmeade Village on Saturday. They want to ruin your reputation, Mike."

Mike was speechless.

Mike wasn't actually that angry about the dragon trainer's behavior.

After all, they had raised the fire dragon for so long that they had developed feelings for it. It was killed by Mike just like that, so it's understandable that it feels a little resentful.

But what the hell are the others?

Does this matter have anything to do with them?

I have heard before about vegetarians holding marches and even attacking steak shops and KFC, using the name of rescuing animals to disrupt other people's normal business.

Originally, he thought that such idle behavior would not exist in the wizarding world. After all, wizards have always regarded those magical creatures as slaves and food.

However, it now seems that hot-headedness is a problem common to both wizards and Muggles.

"Franklin, are you saying that those people are planning to hold a demonstration in Hogsmeade this weekend?"

"That's right!"

"Haha, since they want to cause trouble, I will make their wish come true."

Franklin was excited when he heard this, and he asked anxiously:

"Mike! What do you want to do? Whatever you want to do, I will help you!"

"You'll know when the time comes!" Mike sneered, "But before that, I have other things to do!"

After saying that, Mike turned around and went back to the dormitory.

He was going to write a letter to Fudge and the public relations department of the Los Santos Corporation right now, asking them what the article in today's Daily Prophet was all about.

As the largest media in the wizarding world of Ying Country, the Daily Prophet is not afraid of affecting the reputation of the wizarding world of Ying Country at all. In the report of such an international competition, it openly discredits their own players, who have just achieved good results!

If Mike says there is no one behind this, he won't believe it even if you kill him!
You have to know that for large newspapers like the Daily Prophet, all manuscripts have to go through layers of review before publication, so there is no possibility of errors.

Mike swore that no matter who was behind this, he was dead!
(End of this chapter)