Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 362 Night Attack
Just when Umbridge was feeling proud of punishing an ugly cat.

A pair of large, pitch-black hands suddenly stretched out from the darkness and put a cloth bag over Umbridge's head.

Everyone gathered around Umbridge was startled. Several girls screamed instinctively. Everyone immediately scattered, looking in horror at the almost invisible figure in the darkness and the pair of large black hands exposed to the light, their eyes full of fear.

You have to know that they were right next to Umbridge just now. Logically speaking, the person who attacked Umbridge was so close that he should have been discovered by them long ago.

But that person came to him without anyone noticing.

'This must be a stealth master!'

Thinking of this, Harry suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back.

On the other side, Umbridge, who was suddenly attacked, was also panicked at the moment. She tried to reach out to grab the sack on her head in a panic.

However, more people emerged from the darkness. They were all wearing Hogwarts school robes, but not wearing anything that could prove that they belonged to the school. Moreover, each of them wore a snow-white baseball mask on their face, which looked terrifying.

They started punching and kicking Umbridge, making her scream in pain.

It was not until this moment that Umbridge remembered that she was a wizard. In the chaos, Umbridge waved the wand in her hand, which was still flashing.

As the light on Umbridge's wand became brighter and brighter, a red light flashed and then the wand in Umbridge's hand flew out in a spin.

The wand went out in mid-air, plunging the corridor into pitch darkness again.

And in this darkness, there were constant sounds of fists and feet hitting flesh and Umbridge's screams. These two sounds mixed together, making Harry and the others very excited!

They had no intention of rescuing Umbridge!
"You're dead! You're dead! Ah! No matter who you are, I'm going to send you to Azkaban!"

Umbridge was shouting. Harry didn't know if it was an illusion, but after Umbridge said those threatening words, he felt that the frequency of the sounds of fists and flesh colliding in the darkness seemed to become faster.

"Fight! Fight!"

In the darkness, Ron was clenching his fists to cheer for the masked men, and he wished he could kick Umbridge a few times himself.

In fact, there are many such people around them, but no one dares to take advantage of the chaos to seek revenge.

They were all frightened by Umbridge's punishment!

The brutal beating lasted less than five minutes before Umbridge began to beg for mercy, and to Harry's ears her voice was getting weaker and weaker, and it looked like she was about to die.

Seeing this, the masked people stopped one after another. Umbridge finally calmed down, stopped talking, and lay on the ground gasping for breath.

It looked like she didn't even have the strength to lift the cloth bag off her head.

"Get some sleep."

Mike, who was also wearing a black robe and a mask, walked out of the darkness while speaking, and gestured in the air with his right hand.

A grey light shot out from his fingertips and hit Umbridge directly, knocking her unconscious.

Harry and the others looked curiously at the masked man who showed up last and was able to cast spells silently and without a wand.

For some reason, Harry always felt that the voice of the masked man in front of him was particularly familiar. Coupled with the fact that the other party could cast spells silently and without a wand, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Harry's face.

He felt that he should already know the other party's identity!
"wheat……"

Harry instinctively wanted to call the other person's name, but Hermione next to him suddenly covered his mouth and made a 'hush' gesture to him.

Harry calmed down and realized that if he had called out Mike's name in public, it would have brought Mike great trouble.

You have to know that there are quite a few big mouths among these people present!
"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, a flame suddenly jumped out in the dark corridor.

Harry looked closely and saw that the masked man who had originally put Umbridge in a sack was now walking towards them with a bunch of flames in his hand, and the source of the flames in his hand was actually a lighter!

"Listen carefully! No one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened tonight!" The man deliberately lowered his voice and threatened Harry and the others, "I've memorized your faces! If I find out that any of you dare to tell anyone nonsense, you'll be the next to be beaten!"

Hearing this, many people looked at Umbridge lying on the ground, her life or death unknown, with horror on their faces, and nodded continuously.

But Harry wanted to laugh very much, because based on the man's skin color, he already knew his identity - Franklin!
On the other side, Mike did not approach Harry. Instead, he took advantage of the time when Franklin was brainwashing Harry and others and came to Mrs. Loris who was still struggling and screaming on the ground.

Umbridge used the Ear Folding Curse on Mrs. Norris, which is a curse that can be classified as a mischief spell. As the name suggests, its function is to make the ears of a creature wrinkle. For humans, this spell is no big deal except that it can bring some discomfort, but for creatures like cats, this curse can cause great pain to it, which is why Mrs. Norris is still screaming until now.

And because the Ear-Folding Curse is a curse, it is extremely difficult to dispel this spell, and ordinary spells are completely ineffective against it!
Looking at Mrs. Loris' miserable condition, Mike frowned under the mask.

He couldn't understand why Umbridge would do such a thing to a cat.

"All curses come to an end."

As the spell sounded, strips of light floated out from Mike's fingertips and wrapped Mrs. Norris inside.

At the beginning, Mrs. Loris was still struggling because of the pain, but when the light bands quickly dispelled the curse, Mrs. Loris gradually calmed down.

Finally, Mrs. Norris regained her freedom, and the first thing she did after regaining her freedom was to jump onto Umbridge and paw at her exposed calves with her two claws!

The unconscious Umbridge did not respond at all. Seeing this, Mrs. Norris struck with both claws again, and did not stop until Umbridge's calf was scratched into a bloody mess.

At this time, Franklin's ideological education of Harry and others was over. The masked people dispersed one after another, and Mike himself nodded to Harry and the other two and quickly left the crime scene, leaving Harry and the others alone, looking at each other, not knowing how to deal with it.

"Meow meow!"

Mrs. Loris kept calling out in the direction Mike left, and it sounded like she was saying thank you.

Hermione was moved and instinctively wanted to squat down and touch Mrs. Norris's head, but her hand was just stretched out when it was nimbly held back by someone else, who even hissed at Hermione. "What should we do now?" Looking at Umbridge lying motionless on the ground, a boy said worriedly, "Should we tell Professor McGonagall? Or should we take her to the infirmary ourselves?"

"Are you crazy? She just tortured us, and now you want to send her to the infirmary? Doesn't the wound on your hand hurt?"

Ron retorted angrily, and the others around him were desperately agreeing with him.

"If you ask me, we should just pretend nothing happened and go back. As for Umbridge, let her sleep here for one night."

"That's right! Let's do it!"

"Yes, anyway, the masked man just told us that he would hit us with a club if we tell anyone about this. If the professors really ask us this question, we can use this excuse to fool them!"

"that's right!"

"Just do it!"

The students quickly reached a consensus, and everyone left the fourth floor happily, leaving Umbridge alone lying on the cold floor of Hogwarts with a sack on her head.

……

Near noon the next day, Umbridge was finally found by her Slytherin classmates and sent to the infirmary.

After being rescued by Madam Pomfrey, Umbridge's injuries were also made public.

Internal bleeding, multiple fractures, severe bruising on the head, severe concussion…

Madam Pomfrey kept spouting professional terms, which gave McGonagall a headache.

Shaking her head, McGonagall turned her gaze to the crowd of onlookers who were whispering outside the infirmary door. These people were having a heated discussion about Umbridge's injury. There were even people who were describing Umbridge's miserable condition to everyone. As wonderful adjectives flew out of their mouths, there was laughter all around.

Seeing this, Mag's head hurt even more.

In fact, Slytherin was not the first to discover Umbridge. People from the other three colleges had already found Umbridge fainted in the corridor before them, but none of them chose to report it to the professor. Instead, they all chose to watch the fun. Some bold people even stepped forward and lifted the sack on Umbridge's head so as to take a closer look at Umbridge's head that was swollen like a pig.

This is why these people can now describe the scene in such detail.

Afterwards, McGonagall also asked Filch, after all, the latter was the cleaner of Hogwarts. Logically, he was the one who discovered Umbridge the latest. After all, Filch did not know magic. In order to keep the castle clean, he had to get up before dawn every day to clean all the corridors and walls.

However, the answer he got from Filch was very strange, because he actually said that he did not go to the fourth floor corridor to clean that day because Mrs. Norris tried her best to stop him from going to the fourth floor.

McGonagall still believed what Filch said. After all, Hogwarts was Filch's only home. There was no need for him to tell such a lie, because once the lie was exposed, he would be kicked out of Hogwarts and become a homeless vagrant.

Thinking of this, Mag pursed her lips tightly.

Dumbledore disappeared quietly, and did not appoint an interim headmaster before leaving. Now Hogwarts is leaderless and he can only take over.

But judging from the current situation, this job is not easy!
"Umbridge is awake and she wants to see you!"

Madam Pomfrey came out of the ward and said this to McGonagall.

Hearing this, McGonagall took a deep breath and followed Pomfrey into the ward.

She had no idea what was going on, and now she could only wait and see what kind of information Umbridge could provide her.

Umbridge looked miserable on the hospital bed. Her face was wrapped in layers of gauze, with only her mouth and two eyes exposed. Judging from the irregular bulges on her face, the flesh under the gauze should still be swollen.

From her neck down to her ankles was covered with a large amount of white plaster, which made Umbridge look like one of the exquisite statues in ancient Greece.

"She is coming."

Madam Pomfrey spoke coldly in Umbridge's ear, and the latter immediately became excited when she heard it. Her eyes kept rolling around and her lips trembled, as if she wanted to tell someone something.

But due to the injuries and gauze on her body, she said the sounds she made were just a series of inaudible noises to others.

McGonagall frowned, waved her hand and spoke loudly to Umbridge.

"Well...buy candy...be greedy..."

Umbridge's unclear words echoed in the ward. McGonagall and Pomfrey looked at each other, both of them were shocked by the answer.

"Are you talking about McTownley?" Mag confirmed. "He attacked you?"

Hearing this, Umbridge blinked her eyes frantically, with tears even seeping out of them, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

"I see!"

Pursing her lips, Professor McGonagall strode out of the ward and said to a first-year Ravenclaw student under the curious gazes of countless students outside the door:
"Tell Mike to come to my office, now!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the students who were watching around were in an uproar. Everyone shouted excitedly and cheered that finally a hero stood up to resist Umbridge!
Professor McGonagall left after giving the order, without any intention of dispersing the crowd.

Harry, who was hiding in the crowd, clenched his fists and said excitedly to Hermione beside him:
"I told you, that person last night must be Mike! Who else in Hogwarts can use silent spells and wandless spells so well?!"

"Why are you so happy?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "Now Professor McGonagall called Mike over. She must have found evidence. Mike is in trouble this time!"

Hearing this, the fiery look on Harry's face quickly cooled down, and he stood there with a frown on his face.

Ron, who was standing beside them, looked at Harry and Hermione with disdain and said smugly:
"I really don't know what you are worrying about. Don't you know what kind of person Mike is? Professor McGonagall and Umbridge will not be able to do anything to Max! In my opinion, instead of worrying about him here, we might as well find someone to join our remedial class as soon as possible!"

Hermione and Harry nodded and slowly squeezed out of the crowd, but the worry between their brows still did not disappear, it seemed that they did not easily believe what Ron said.

(End of this chapter)