Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 363 Gift
"So, Professor McGonagall is looking for me?"

In the Ravenclaw common room, Mike, Franklin and others huddled by the fireplace, warming themselves by the fire while looking at the trembling first-year student in front of them.

"Yes... yes." Under the watchful eyes of so many people, the freshman was obviously a little panicked, but he still plucked up the courage and gritted his teeth and said, "Professor McGonagall said she wanted to find you after visiting Professor Umbridge, so... so I guess she must be suspicious of you. You must be careful when you go there this time!"

Mike and the others looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. Franklin and other Ravenclaws who participated in the action yesterday all had panicked looks on their faces.

Mike himself looked calm. He stood up, touched the new student's head and said to everyone:

"It's okay, I'll just go there."

With that, Mike walked out of the Ravenclaw common room. Franklin and the others thought about it for a long time, and finally gritted their teeth. They were worried about Mike facing it alone, so they followed him out.

At this time, a large group of people had already gathered outside the Ravenclaw lounge. When they saw Mike and the large group of Ravenclaws behind him, they all cheered.

Some of them even shouted slogans to down Umbridge. It seemed that almost everyone here had already determined that the person who attacked Umbridge last night was Mike.

In response to these people's cheers, Mike neither denied nor confirmed them. He just smiled and waved, then walked out of the crowd.

On the contrary, Franklin and others were immediately elated by the sight of the cheering crowd. They began to interact crazily with the onlookers and even encouraged them to go to Professor McGonagall's office together.

So, when Mike finally arrived at the door of Professor McGonagall's office, nearly a hundred people had gathered behind him. Except for a small number of Mike's extreme supporters, the rest were there to watch the fun. However, seeing so many people gathered together still scared Professor McGonagall.

"Do you want to rebel?" Professor McGonagall's lips trembled with anger. "Go back to class!"

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was really angry, the crowd that had been noisy suddenly quieted down. However, only a few people actually followed McGonagall's instructions and left the scene. Most people, seeing that the people around them had no intention of leaving, plucked up their courage and stood there, not saying a word, but also showing no intention of leaving.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall's body trembled more and more violently. Finally, it was McGonagall who spoke, and these people finally dispersed.

“You’re pretty good!”

Seeing that Mike ordered the crowd to disperse, Professor McGonagall glared at Mike, said something and walked into the office. Mike didn't care, shook his head and followed him in.

This was Mike's first time in Professor McGonagall's office, so he couldn't help but look around.

Compared to other professors' offices, Professor McGonagall's office is very small, and the floor is made entirely of gravel.

There is a warm fire in the office, making this small office as warm as spring.

Just as Mike was looking at this small office which was half a study room with great interest, Professor McGonagall turned to Mike and asked directly:

"Where were you last night from nine to twelve?"

"I'm sleeping in my dorm, Professor McGonagall."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"I'm afraid that's not possible, because I live in a single dormitory and don't have a roommate."

Mike stood straight with his hands behind his back, not afraid of Professor McGonagall's questions at all, his face calm.

Professor McGonagall nodded, her expression softened, and she extended her hand to Mike:

"Give me your wand."

Without any hesitation, Mike flipped his palm and a blackthorn wand appeared in his hand. Then he held the wand in both hands and handed it to McGonagall.

Mag also took the wand with both hands, looked at it first, and then waved the wand without hesitation.

"Flashback spell!"

As McGonagall's voice echoed in the small office, an almost invisible beam of light shot out from the blackthorn wand.

The light moved extremely fast and hit the office window in the blink of an eye.

Then, a gust of wind seemed to blow on the office window, and when the wind stopped, the dust that was originally attached to the glass disappeared, and the front glass was cleaned.

Mag looked at Mike, who answered before she could say anything:

"A fresh cleaning spell that I used when I cleaned the dormitory this morning."

Mag nodded, and Mike's mouth corners curled up slightly.

The Flashback Charm is a spell that allows a wand to repeat a previously cast spell.

Since the vast majority of wizards in the world cannot cast spells without a wand, the Flashback Spell is often used in interrogations.

Except, that didn't work for Mike.

Because he didn't use his wand at all last night, and neither did anyone else who participated in the operation!
Professor McGonagall's flashback spell was activated again.

This time there was no sound or light effect, but the half-empty cup of coffee that Professor McGonagall had placed on the table was suddenly refilled.

"Refilling spell, to refill the black tea I drank at breakfast."

McGonagall nodded again and then continued to cast the flashback spell.

"Orchid Blooming Charm. I like to place a bunch of orchids before going to bed. The fragrance can improve my sleep quality. Water Like a Spring Charm is used for washing the face. Extinguishing Charm is used for turning off the lights...."

Finally, when Mike's mouth was a little dry, Professor McGonagall finally returned the wand to Mike.

Then she gestured with her wand again, and immediately the orchids in the room, the refilled coffee, and all the other phenomena caused by the flashback spell disappeared.

This move made Mike respect Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall just used the Vanishing Spell, and it was a large-scale, targeted Vanishing Spell. This level of Vanishing Spell was not very powerful, but it showed Professor McGonagall's profound attainments in this spell.

"Okay, you can go now."

Professor McGonagall said expressionlessly.

"Ok?"

Mike had a confused expression on his face. He had expected that Professor McGonagall would conduct a more in-depth investigation into the matter, so he did a lot of preparation, including colluding with his Ravenclaw classmates to give false testimony, starting the brain closure technique to prevent brain invasion, and even asking Benjamin to prepare a lot of resistance fluid for him in order to prevent Professor McGonagall from using truth serum on him in extreme cases.

And now Professor McGonagall actually let him go so casually, which was something Mac had never expected.

"Why? Do you still want to stay here?"

"No! I'm leaving now!"

McGonagall's voice woke Mike up, and he reacted. No matter why Professor McGonagall handled the matter so easily, as long as the outcome was in his favor, it was fine. He then quickly left Professor McGonagall's office.

In a corner outside the office door, Franklin and others saw Mike coming out and quickly approached him. "How is it? What did Professor McGonagall say?"

"It's okay," Mike said with a smile, "This matter has nothing to do with us, what can happen to me?"

Hearing this, Franklin and the others were stunned at first, then they reacted and hurriedly replied:

"Yup!"

"This matter has nothing to do with us! Hahaha!"

"That's right! What are we worried about? It really is!"

……

After a burst of laughter, everyone surrounded Mike and walked towards the auditorium. On the way, Mike seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to Franklin beside him and said:

"By the way, don't forget to give a gift to our dear Professor Umbridge. She must be very lonely in the ward!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely convey your kindness!"

A smirk appeared on Franklin's face, and he walked towards the infirmary as he spoke.

After returning to the auditorium, Mike and others were greeted by deafening cheers.

The students who had just gone to the office door with Mike and others were all gathered in the auditorium.

The sharp-eyed Mike also found many Gryffindor people among the cheering crowd. Now these people were cheering like students from other colleges, and there was no trace of hatred towards Ravenclaw on their faces.

Mike even discovered that the boy and girl who had a falling out over passing notes to each other in Umbridge's class were now hugging each other again.

Although the boy still looked at Mike and the others with deep fear in his eyes, it was a good thing that they were back to normal and their relationship had even gotten better!

As Mike thought so, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved to the cheering classmates beside him.

He still maintained his original attitude, and faced with his classmates' cheers for beating up Umbridge, he neither admitted nor denied it.

It was this attitude that made the students more convinced that Umbridge was attacked by Mike.

And who is the most excited person in the crowd?

That was undoubtedly Harry and the other two. Their original dissatisfaction with Ravenclaw and even Mike due to Umbridge's divisive plot had now disappeared.

"Mike, are you okay?" Ron squeezed next to Mike and said excitedly.

"Of course, Professor McGonagall is a fair professor. She will never wrongly accuse me."

Mike's words sounded righteous, and Ron and the others understood what he said. After a long "oh", they returned to their playful smiles.

"By the way, Mike." Harry, Hermione and others also appeared in front of Mike, "We have found a lot of people about that matter. Tomorrow is the weekend, and we have agreed to go to Hogsmeade Village to discuss the details. What do you think?"

"I'm available anytime." Mike accepted.
"By the way, how many people did you invite this time?"

"Um, this..." Hermione looked embarrassed. "We are not sure about this. Anyway, we have sent invitations to many people, so it is estimated that there will be a lot of people coming!"

"It doesn't matter. I have invited a lot of people here, so we can go over and take a look together when the time comes."

"That couldn't be better!"

Hermione and the others finally showed joy on their faces and joined the carnival with everyone around them.

……

The news that Umbridge was hospitalized spread throughout Hogwarts in just a few hours, and except for Slytherin, everyone who learned the news had a happy smile on their face.

The happiest person among them was undoubtedly Professor Trelawney. According to Ron's description, after learning that Umbridge was sent to the infirmary, Professor Trelawney was grinning all day long.

She even didn't assign homework to her students because she was in such a good mood.

The other professors were also in a very good mood, which made the Hogwarts students even happier. The Weasley brothers, who did not have to go to Umbridge for detention, even took out their private stash of butterbeer and held a big celebration in the lounge.

While the entire Hogwarts was immersed in a joyful atmosphere, Umbridge, lying in the infirmary ward, was listening to Professor McGonagall's investigation report.

"I'm sorry, Umbridge." Professor McGonagall's voice was unusually cold. "I interrogated many people, including Mac, but I couldn't find any evidence to prove that they attacked you. (McGonagall's tone suddenly became cheerful) But you don't have to worry. The consequences of this incident are quite bad. We will definitely track down the culprit! That's it, you have a good rest."

After saying this, Professor McGonagall walked away without looking back, not paying any attention to Umbridge's blinking eyes and moving lips.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Heavy breathing sounds came out of Umbridge's mouth, and her eyes exposed to the air were fixed on McGregor's back, as if she wanted to eat her alive!
She knew very well that Professor McGonagall was just trying to fool her. Otherwise, with McGonagall's ability, even if the attacker was not McGonagall, they would never be able to escape!

Not only Mag, but it can be said that every faculty member in this castle is targeting him!

Otherwise, why would such a small wound on my body require so many bandages and plasters? This is the wizarding world, and with all kinds of potions and medical spells, this small wound can be healed on the spot! ?

As she thought of this, Umbridge's breathing became heavier.

In her opinion, the reason why the people here were targeting her was probably because they knew that she would investigate them next.

Perhaps, the people who attacked him were sent by these professors!

"Remember this! When I get out, I'm going to throw all of you into Azkaban!"

Umbridge spoke viciously, but due to the restraint of the straps, her words were just an inaudible noise.

"And those who attacked me, I will let the Dementors give them a kiss they will never forget! Give them all... er!"

Umbridge was stuck in the middle of her harsh words, because at this moment, a tall figure wearing a pure black robe and a baseball mask appeared in her ward!
"For you! A gift!"

A hoarse voice came out of his mouth, and then a tall figure took out a dagger from behind and slowly placed it on Umbridge's neck.

"no no……"

Intermittent figures came out of Umbridge's mouth. The tall masked man looked into Umbridge's eyes full of fear and let out a laugh that was not like that of a human.

Then, he suddenly raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it down fiercely!
"Do you like this gift?"

(End of this chapter)