Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 42: Becoming Famous at Hogwarts
After finally coaxing Hermione and the other two away, Mike, who had wanted to have a good rest, was in despair. Everyone received the news that Mike had woken up and began to come to see him one after another.

Penelope and Franklin were not to be mentioned, and there were many people Mike had never met before. They all wanted to see Mike, who had survived the killing curse that night.

Later, Mrs. Pomfret couldn't stand it anymore, so she yelled and drove away all the visitors, and forbade anyone to visit Mike on the grounds that the patient needed to rest. Only then did Mike have some peace and quiet.

Mike let out a long breath and thanked Mrs. Pomfret sincerely in his heart.

The bed in the medical room was covered with a very thick quilt, which made the entire bed very soft. Mike relaxed his body and felt as if he had sunk into the bed, which was extremely comfortable.

The quilt covering him had a unique smell of sunshine, which was unscientific. Mike remembered that he had been using this quilt for no less than two days.

There was a lavender-like scent on the quilt and pillow. The faint scent slowly penetrated into Mike's nose, and Mike's brows, which were tightly knitted because of the pain, gradually relaxed, and finally fell into a dream silently.

In the next few days, Mike's headache symptoms gradually improved. Mrs. Pomfret said that the headache was caused by the Killing Curse, but Mike knew that the main reason for his headache was that he overused magic, which caused damage to his spirit.

This kind of injury is not like the injury on his chest, which can be recovered by taking a few potions. It needs rest. The green potion that Mrs. Pomfret gave Mike before was actually a painkiller called "Elm Leaves", which had no therapeutic effect on his injury.

It took Mike a month of lying in bed for his injuries to heal.

During this month, Mike lived a life worse than death. All he could do every day was eat and sleep. Due to his mental injury, Mike could not cast magic at all, and even reading books and newspapers was strictly prohibited by Mrs. Pomfret.

When Mrs. Pomfret announced that he could be discharged from the hospital, Mike almost had the urge to scream to the sky. He felt that if he continued to lie down, he would soon go crazy. It was too boring.

Pushing open the shabby wooden door of the infirmary, a black boy appeared in front of Mike. It was Franklin.

Mike was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that someone would come to pick him up at the infirmary door. It was class time.

Franklin stepped forward and gave Mike a big hug, saying softly, "Next time you encounter something like this, remember to take me with you."

Hearing this, Mike patted Franklin's back vigorously and replied, "Sure!"

The two walked towards the hall together. Mike was obviously in a very good mood. Along the way, he kept telling Franklin about his experiences in the Forbidden Forest. Of course, he exaggerated some parts a little.

Franklin was a very good listener, always able to ask the right questions at the right time, which made Mike very comfortable bragging.

When the two of them came to the hall chatting and laughing, it was just time for dinner, and the little wizards were walking into the hall one after another.

Mike originally thought that after a month of settling down, the topic about himself should have cooled down. However, it turned out that Mike underestimated the status of the Forbidden Forest incident in the minds of these bored little wizards.

Almost the moment the two entered the hall, they attracted everyone's attention. The timid little wizards only dared to hide in the distance and curiously look at Mike, while the bolder ones directly surrounded Mike. They surrounded Mike, their eyes shining, and they chattered in an indescribable manner.

Mike's scalp tingled as he watched the scene in front of him, and his headache, which had originally healed, seemed to be aching again.

This was Franklin's moment to shine. He used his size advantage to force his way through the crowd and took Mike out of the hall before more people gathered.

After finally escaping to a remote corridor, Mike panted and leaned against the wall and said, "What's going on? It's been a month. Are they crazy?"

Franklin on the side was in an even worse condition than Mike. He had just expended a lot of energy clearing the way for Mike and was now lying half dead on the ground, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his face sliding down his skin onto the floor.

"You don't know, you have become famous this time." Franklin paused for a moment and replied, "Around two o'clock that night, Dumbledore woke us all up and we were gathered in the hall. Professor McGonagall changed a lot of sleeping bags for us to rest."

"Dumbledore said that the Forbidden Forest was invaded by a monster, and that the monster might enter Hogwarts Castle. Although the professors said that as long as we stayed together there would be no danger, we were still scared."

"Then we found out that the Forbidden Forest was on fire. The fire almost lit up the entire sky. Professor Flitwick gathered some seventh-year seniors to put out the fire, and only then did they put it out."

"We were all very scared, and many of us barely slept the entire night. It wasn't until the next morning that Dumbledore announced the all-clear, and told us about you."

"You're a hero, Mike!" Franklin excitedly grabbed Mike's shoulders, "Malfoy told us everything that happened that night! You're amazing."

"I almost forgot to tell you that Dumbledore gave Ravenclaw a full 100 points because of you! Our current house score has surpassed Slytherin and we are now in first place! There is not much time left in this school year, and if nothing unexpected happens, the house cup will be ours!"

Mike didn't hear the last part of Franklin's words at all. He was confused by the previous content. He didn't expect Dumbledore to make such a big fuss. To be honest, Mike felt a little flattered.

But according to the previous conversation between him and Dumbledore, Quirrell or Voldemort was not caught that night. In that case, it means that the plot will continue to develop as in the original book.

What Mike fears most is that the original plot will collapse.

His greatest advantage as a time traveler is his familiarity with the plot. If Qi Luo is caught in advance and the plot is ruined, then all his plans for the future will come to naught.

But Mike had watched a lot of science fiction movies in his previous life, and he had some knowledge about time travel. He knew clearly that the longer he stayed in this world, the more damage he would cause to the original plot. All this would happen regardless of whether he participated in the plot or not. This was the butterfly effect.

"At least before the plot gets completely out of control, I must make good use of my advantage as a prophet and improve my strength as much as possible!" Mike lowered his head and murmured in a voice so soft that others could hardly hear it.

(End of this chapter)