Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 323 Fox's Favor
"This is impossible!"

The door of the headmaster's office was violently pushed open. Fudge, with a ferocious look on his face, came to Dumbledore and Mac, panting heavily, and slammed the eagle-foot wooden table while roaring,
"That's impossible! He's already dead!"

Feeling the vibration on the table, Dumbledore frowned slightly and continued to say to Mike:
"Are you sure?"

"I……"

"That's absolutely impossible!" Mike was about to speak when he was interrupted by Fudge, "Mike, you must be too tired from the competition and have hallucinations! Yes! It must be like this! Hahaha! Do you know? You won the Triwizard Tournament this time and brought glory to the entire Ying Kingdom! As long as I do a little work, you will become an idol of the people of the whole country! From now on, you must wear a mask when you walk on the street, otherwise countless people will surround you and ask you for autographs! Come on, tell me, everything you just said is a lie!"

Mike leaned back slightly to avoid the saliva that spurted out of Fudge's mouth in excitement, and looked at Dumbledore helplessly.

Dumbledore frowned even more tightly when he saw this.

"Mr. Minister, I am discussing the situation with Mike. Could you please step aside for a moment?"

"Shut up first, Dumbledore! I'll settle the score with you after I've dealt with this!" Fudge roared fiercely, then put on a kind expression and looked at Mike, "Come on, Mike, tell me, you're just hallucinating."

"Fawkes." Dumbledore shook his head and whispered, "Please help me get Minister Fudge out!"

On a wooden shelf against the wall of the office, the Phoenix Fawkes, who was originally dozing off, suddenly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore.

Then, it turned into a streak of fire and flew towards Fudge.

Although Fudge flapped his hands frantically to try to stop the phoenix from approaching, it was of little use. The phoenix Foxy chirped and landed on him.

The next moment, Mike saw a flash of fire, and Phoenix and Fudge disappeared into the office.

This scene surprised Mike a little. Dumbledore explained:
"The Phoenix has the ability to teleport people, and only a very small number of high-end restrictions can limit this ability."

Just as he finished speaking, the fire in the office appeared again, and Foxy suddenly appeared on Mike's shoulder, gently flapping his cheek with its wings.

"Oh! Don't worry, Fox is asking you for food. If you have any herbs with you, you can give him some. If you don't have any, it's okay, I can provide them here."

Mike nodded, thought for a while, and then took out a piece of difficile from his pocket, which he used as emergency medicine.

Fox obviously liked Mike's choice and swallowed the white fresh in just a few bites.

After eating, it didn't leave, but took a nap on Mike's shoulder.

"It seems that she likes you very much, which is rare." Dumbledore said with a smile, "So, Mike, can you answer my question just now?"

"Principal Dumbledore, I can swear on my wand that everything I just said is true. Voldemort, he is really resurrected."

Mike silently activated the brain-blocking technique, which made his tone sound unusually calm and without any emotion.

The office fell into an eerie silence. Dumbledore stared into Mike's eyes with narrowed eyes, as if he wanted to see Mike's true thoughts. Mike looked at him fearlessly, his light blue eyes were calm and empty.

After a while, Dumbledore seemed to have given up this futile effort and said:
"I believe you, Mike. So please tell me the whole story."

Hearing this, Mike nodded, and still in that emotionless voice, recounted everything that happened after today's game started, including his discovery of Krum under the control of the Imperius Curse and the sudden appearance of the masked man in black robe in the cemetery.

During this period, Dumbledore did not interrupt until Mike finished speaking. Dumbledore hesitated for a while and then said:

"So, today's Hagrid and the previous Bagman should have been pretended by Barty the Young. Ah, Barty the Young, what a familiar name. When he graduated, I was sure that he would be an extremely outstanding wizard and would achieve great things in the future. I didn't expect that..."

A complicated look appeared on Dumbledore's face, as if he was missing the outstanding boy.

Mike on the side just looked at him expressionlessly, neither speaking nor moving, like an emotionless robot.

"Mike, one last question." Dumbledore woke up from his memories, looked at Mike sincerely and asked, "Although I am very willing to believe everything you said, but to be on the safe side, can you let me explore your memory, or you can take out your memory and put it in the Pensieve. Oh, maybe you don't know what the Pensieve is. It is a device that allows others to clearly see your memory..."

"Excuse me," Mike interrupted. "I will not let anyone hack into my brain. This is my bottom line. As for the Pensieve, I believe you should have seen that I have a deep understanding of Occlumency and Legilimency. In this case, I don't think the memories I extracted can be used as evidence."

Dumbledore's face suddenly darkened, but Mike was not panicked at all, and said calmly:
"Perhaps you could ask Harry to come over. He witnessed almost everything. I believe his memory is still very valuable for reference, Headmaster."

Ignoring the word "headmaster" that seemed to carry some sarcasm at the end of Mike's sentence, Dumbledore nodded and said:
"Okay, then could you please go wait next door for a while? Don't worry about being lonely, I'll let Fox accompany you."

After that, a round arch suddenly appeared on the wall of the office, and Dumbledore made a gesture of invitation.

Fox, who was napping on Mike's shoulder, suddenly chirped, as if he was very happy to continue staying with Mike.

Mike didn't answer. He stood up without saying a word, carrying Fox and walked into the room.

……

After Mike entered the room, the archway magically disappeared.

Dumbledore first used magic to tell McGonagall that Harry was coming over, and then he sat down in the chair with a frown on his face and without saying a word.

The knuckles of his index finger kept tapping on the tabletop of the long table, making crisp thumping sounds, which made many portraits on the wall open their eyes curiously.

"You look upset, Dumbledore," said a silver-haired witch. "It's rare to find you having hard times."

Dumbledore completely ignored the silver-haired witch's words and continued tapping on the table.

The silver-haired witch grabbed her hair in rage upon seeing this, and remained furious for a long time before disappearing into the office.

After a while, the office door was roughly pushed open again.

Sirius, with an angry face, rushed into the office first, followed by Harry and Professor McGonagall. "Dumbledore! You must give me an explanation! How important is it that a seriously injured child needs to be brought to you for treatment!"

Sirius pounded on Dumbledore's desk angrily. This familiar scene made Dumbledore frown again.

His instinct was to ask someone to kick this guy out, but when he saw Harry, who was hiding behind Sirius and feeling uneasy, Dumbledore gave up the idea.

"Harry, Michael has already told me everything that happened tonight." Dumbledore ignored Sirius and said, "But to be on the safe side, could you please go to the memory room with me again? I want to take another look at what happened at that time through the Pensieve."

Sirius was extremely angry at Dumbledore's disregard. He instinctively wanted to take out his wand, but Professor McGonagall beside him stopped him in time.

As for Harry, he looked at Sirius with some uneasiness, then bit his tongue and said:

"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore smiled when he heard this. Compared with Mike, Harry was much more obedient. He quickly got up and led everyone to the memory room.

With the help of the memory basin, Dumbledore, Sirius and others experienced Harry's situation from Harry's perspective.

When everyone saw that Mike was not at all inferior to the two senior Death Eaters Barty Jr. and Peter Pettigrew in a one-on-two battle, they all showed amazement on their faces. When Mike was about to kill Voldemort with the Fiery Fire Curse but was stopped by five men in black robes, Sirius' mouth was wide enough to fit an apple. And when Voldemort finally appeared and dyed most of the sky green, Sirius screamed unconsciously.

"This is so dangerous! Fortunately you are okay! If something happened to you, I really don't know what I would do!"

After the review, Sirius, who was sweating coldly, hugged Harry, who was trembling with fear on his face.

Dumbledore beside them remained silent with a gloomy face. After a long while, he slowly asked:

"Now I can confirm that today's Hagrid is indeed Barty Jr. pretending to be him. So the question is, where is the real Hagrid?"

"I was just about to tell you this." Professor McGonagall whispered in Dumbledore's ear, "We found him in Hagrid's hut. He's still alive, but he's seriously injured. He's receiving treatment now. Don't tell Harry about this for now. The child and Hagrid have a deep bond."

Dumbledore nodded, turned to Harry and said kindly:
"Come on, Harry, let's go back."

……

At the same time, in the room next to the memory room, Mike was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

This is a very ordinary room. The space inside is not large and there are no windows. The lighting depends entirely on the magic chandelier and fireplace above the head.

Although it looks like a prison cell, it is fully furnished with all kinds of furniture. There are even bags of coffee beans and tea leaves on the coffee table, as well as a complete set of tools for making tea and coffee.

The door of the room disappeared the moment Mike entered, making it look more like a prison cell.

Mike didn't react much to this. He had already expected this situation to happen. Dumbledore would not allow him to move freely before he figured out everything.

Therefore, it was inevitable that he would be placed under house arrest, and Phoenix Fox was his own guard.

However, Dumbledore's phoenix seemed to be unaware of its mission. Mike could see that it really liked him.

Although he didn't know where this liking came from, it didn't stop Mike from getting close to his bird guard.

He took out a handful of white fresh from his bag again, and slowly fed it to Fox while asking:
"Fox, my beautiful friend, can you take me out?"

Fox, who was wolfing down his food, was stunned when he heard this and suddenly stopped eating.

It spread its wings, its eyes slowly shrank, and the muscles on its hair-covered face continued to tighten, looking very similar to the expression of humans fighting constipation.

After a while, Fox's muscles relaxed and he let out a lost cry.

Seeing this, the smile on Mike's face became even more intense. It was inevitable that Fox would fail. Mike had guessed from the beginning that there must be a no-fly ban in this cell that was so powerful that even Fox could not do anything about it. What really made him happy was that Phoenix Fox was willing to listen to his orders!
This is simply unbelievable. You know, the phoenix is ​​the most loyal bird and it is almost impossible for it to obey the orders of anyone other than its master.

Thinking of this, Mike smiled even more happily, and took out the white seafood from the small bag faster.

And at this moment, deep in his heart, the raven Papi, who had not appeared for a long time, spoke again.

"Kill it! Kill that stupid bird and let it be reborn as an egg! As long as you let me eat it, I will..."

Papi had only said half of his words when Mike, without hesitation, increased the strength of his brain-blocking technique, unilaterally blocking the conversation, and continued to pass the white fresh to Fox's mouth with a smile on his face.

But faced with the delicious food in front of him, Fox rarely did not eat it immediately. Instead, he looked at Mike a little embarrassedly.

Mike understood the meaning immediately. He smiled and said:
"Don't be embarrassed. It's okay even if you didn't help me. At least you tried. Come on, eat it quickly. Don't be polite with me. I have plenty of this stuff at home."

Fox's eyes lit up when he heard that. Without hesitation, he started to eat the white fish that Mike pushed to him again.

While eating, it was still chirping.

The phoenix's call is very beautiful, it sounds like singing, and from Fox's singing now we can hear that it is in a really good mood at the moment.

Time passed slowly, and just when Fox was about to finish eating all the emergency herbs that Mike brought with him, the archway that had disappeared on the wall of the room reappeared and opened.

Dumbledore's voice came from outside the door:

"Come out, Mike."

(End of this chapter)