Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 451 Conflict
Professor Slughorn's eyes widened. His exaggeratedly bright blue eyes and his snow-white beard trembling in shock made him look even funnier.

"Merlin, are you still a member of Raven's Claw? As far as I know, it is a semi-closed private social organization. Except for a very small number of outstanding people, no one else is allowed to join."

"Yes, Raven's Claw is indeed quite closed, and I was able to join it through the recommendation of Professor Flitwick. By the way, you should know Professor Flitwick, right?"

"You mean Filius? Of course, he was already the professor of Charms at Hogwarts before I retired..." Slughorn paused here, observing Mike's expression before continuing, "I have to say that he is the best Charms professor I have ever seen. His big head is filled with countless knowledge and love for his students!"

"Really? I think so too! In my heart, Professor Flitwick's position is no less than that of Headmaster Dumbledore, and even better. They are both great wizards!"

Mike laughed happily. Although he didn't know whether Slughorn was telling the truth or not, it didn't matter. He would be very happy as long as someone said something good about Professor Flitwick.

Professor Slughorn obviously noticed this and complimented Professor Flitwick a few more times, which made Mike laugh continuously. The classmates around him finally started to communicate when they saw the two of them having a good conversation, and the atmosphere on the scene was gradually becoming hot.

"Mike, come and taste my cooking. I roasted the quail without any magical power. I relied entirely on my hands. I believe that only in this way can I make the most precious dishes. As for those foods made with the help of magic, I think they are like products made on an assembly line, dry and tasteless."

As Slughorn spoke, he pushed a lunch box in front of Mike. Inside lay a steaming crispy roasted quail, surrounded by many green leafy vegetables, and there was even a red cherry stuffed in the bird's mouth.

Mike looked at it for a moment before finally reaching out his knife and fork.

I cut a piece of crispy skin with a little fat and lean meat on it from the quail and put it in my mouth.

"Well, your craftsmanship is quite good."

After saying that, Mike put down his knife and fork, with no intention of trying again.

This behavior was actually a bit rude, but Professor Slughorn was not angry. Instead, he nodded with satisfaction.

He was very clear about his cooking skills. His food was not bad, but it was far from that of a top chef. If Mike was really a noble man who loved fine food, then it would be rude of him to hastily hand over inferior food to him.

Thinking of this, the smile on Slughorn's face became even brighter. He even began to wonder if Mike came from an aristocratic family in Muggle society. Otherwise, how could he tell at a glance that the most delicious part of the roasted quail was the crispy skin?

Just as Slughorn was daydreaming, Shuke finally came back.

He just bowed to Mike, and then directed the plates he brought to fly onto the dining table. There were a lot of delicious food on them, most of which were meat. Just looking at the quantity, some people would even suspect that Shuke had directly roasted a cow!

Seeing this, the boys around cheered. For boys of this age, meat is their favorite.

Fortunately, they all maintained basic manners and thanked Mike before starting to devour the food.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite to me, just eat."

Mike said with a smile, and casually took a piece of steak and started eating.

Seeing this, Slughorn had a puzzled look on his face, because although these tableware looked very expensive, the roasted meat inside was just ordinary Muggle beef, which was not precious at all.

This is clearly inconsistent with the identity Mike had previously shown.

"Professor Slughorn, you should try it too. Shuke's barbecue is really good. I've fallen madly in love with this taste recently."

"Okay, okay..." Slughorn started cutting the steak. "By the way, Mike, you said you have another company, right?"

After swallowing the steak completely, Mike said:
"Yes, to be precise, it should be a group. Perhaps you have heard of it. Its name is Los Santos."

"Los Santos Corporation?" Slughorn looked horrified. "You mean Los Santos Corporation?"

“Yes, I created that.”

Hearing this, Slughorn swallowed hard.

After so many years of development, the Los Santos Group has extended its tentacles to almost every walk of life in the wizarding world of Britain. Its reputation is so great that even Slughorn, an old man who had almost lived in seclusion before, has heard of it.

But the real reason why Slughorn remembered this name was because the Los Santos Corporation recently started selling a special potion-auxiliary fluid called Los Santos Magic Fluid.

Although the name has changed, Slughorn easily recognized its true identity based on his experience - Avery's Magic Fluid!

This should have been a monopoly product exclusively operated by the Avery family, but now it appears in the merchandise window of the Los Santos Group.

Considering that all the Avery family's stores had been closed recently, and even the people in the family settlement had all disappeared, Slughorn suddenly had a big guess.

"Um, Mike, as far as I know, your Los Santos Group is selling a product called Los Santos Magic Liquid recently, right?"

"Yes, Professor. It is a potion-enhancing fluid. I can give you some if you need it."

"That's not what I meant. What I wanted to ask is, this Los Santos magic liquid seems to be similar to Avery..."

Professor Slughorn's words came to an abrupt halt, because he was horrified to find that the young man opposite him, who had been smiling cheerfully, had an extremely terrifying expression after hearing the names of the Avery family. The pair of eyes with a strange smile stared straight at him, forcing him to stop talking.

"The Avery family, hehe." Mike approached Professor Slughorn with a smile and whispered, "I advise you not to inquire about the news about the Avery family anymore. After all, that is already a thing of the past, and they will never appear again, professor."

"I...I understand."

Professor Slughorn's hand holding the fork trembled slightly, but his face showed a normal expression. Then the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward. Mike no longer had the interest to continue chatting with Slughorn, and ate his steak quickly and elegantly alone.

Slughorn sat there with an awkward look on his face. He seemed to want to find someone else to continue chatting, but he was afraid that Mike would find it rude, so he was a little at a loss.

At this moment, a commotion broke out in the crowd nearby. Mike and Slughorn looked up and saw that Harry, Neville and Ginny were surrounded by other people.

"The Savior, huh? You think this title sounds good, right? Harry the Thief?"

I don't know who in the crowd said this, and then everyone started laughing.

Facing this ridicule, Harry's face was already red as Ginny's hair, and he roared with heavy breathing:
"It's not my fault! It's those people from the Daily Prophet..."

"Aha! It's the same rhetoric again, Harry Potter! Whenever something happens, the first thing you think of is to shirk responsibility. Can't you just stand up with dignity for once? Savior?"

The noise around became louder, and everyone was calling out the words "Savior Star" over and over again. Their expressions and tones were extremely exaggerated and annoying.

Harry lowered his head, his fists clenched tightly together.

This made the crowd even more excited. A senior Ravenclaw jumped out, grabbed Mike by the collar and said:

"Aha! The Savior is angry! Let us see what you are capable of."

Hearing this, the people around him also echoed it, but Harry did not make any move. He knew very well that if he took action here, he would not end up well.

But just because he doesn't take action doesn't mean others won't help him.

Amidst the laughter, a large group of bats suddenly appeared and swooped down on the people surrounding Harry.

Each of these bats had a wingspan of more than one meter. The appearance of this super-large group of bats immediately made the scene chaotic. Everyone was waving their arms and wands frantically to drive away these bats, but the bats were not afraid at all. They bravely moved forward and killed the wizards.

Mike stared at the scene in amazement, not knowing what to say.

He just saw Ginny raise her wand and summon these ferocious bats. This action made it impossible for Mike to associate her with the kind and lovely girl he saw before.

"What do you think, Mike? This little girl is pretty good, isn't she? I'm very good at judging people. She is definitely a talented person and will achieve something in the future." Professor Slughorn said with a smile, "But now is not the time to talk about this. I have to stop this farce."

After saying that, Professor Slughorn stood up, and first shouted a few words of dissuasion, but when he saw that it had no effect at all, he waved his wand.

"Separate left and right!"

As Slughorn chanted, a gray light that was almost transparent enveloped everyone.

However, what happened next was extremely embarrassing.

The pale grey light had just fallen, and Emma and the others, who were originally in a mess, suddenly gathered together after a period of adjustment. Then a layer of protective shield emerged, which bounced away the surrounding bats and even Slughorn's left-right separation spell!
Mike raised his eyebrows, he was very familiar with this tactical formation. It was a simplified version of the combat formation he gave to the DA Army and the Mutual Aid Society. After the night raid on the Ministry of Magic, this formation became popular in Hogwarts. He didn't expect that the people in front of him could use it so well.

However, this is not the end. After deploying all their powers to disperse the bats, Emma and the others glared at Harry, Ginny and the others. Their original purpose was to instigate Harry to attack them, and then they would teach him a lesson. However, they really did not expect Harry's attack to be so swift and violent, which made them look very embarrassed!

In their rage, everyone ignored Slughorn's previous obstruction, raised their wands one by one, and began to cast all kinds of evil curses at Harry!

On the other side, Harry and Professor Slughorn could hardly believe their eyes. Emma and her gang actually dared to attack in front of a professor?
'Expelliarmus', 'Teeth as Bludgeon', 'Slug Curse'...

All kinds of mischievous spells turned into streams of light and shot straight towards Harry. Ginny's face had turned pale at this moment. Only then did she finally realize that she was in trouble.

She looked at Harry with guilt and worry, but instead of blaming her, the latter stood behind her!
"Neville, prepare to guard safely!"

Harry roared and raised his wand, and Neville, who was still in a daze, hurriedly took out his wand!
With the efforts of the two, a thin layer of mist appeared around them. Their magic power was still too little, so they could only construct this low-level safety defense.

But this was enough. Emma did not use any powerful evil spells. Those prank spells hit the mist straight and then bounced away.

For a moment, the carriage was filled with evil curses flying everywhere, and an Expelliarmus even hit Slughorn directly, knocking the wand out of his hand!

"Stop it now, damn it!" Professor Slughorn roared, "You are the worst class of students I have ever taught. I will put all of you in detention!"

However, in response to Slughorn's roar, Emma and the others showed sarcastic smiles on their faces.

"Please contact our dean, Professor Slughorn, but I don't think they will punish us!" Emma shouted excitedly, "You know, it was Harry Potter who attacked us first, we are just fighting back in self-defense!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the wizards around Emma all burst into laughter!
Slughorn was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he did not continue to curse in vain. Instead, he frantically searched for his wand. As long as he had the wand in his hand, he would be able to subdue these little bastards. He was so convinced.

But Harry and Neville were not feeling well at the moment. The attacks from Emma and the others were still going on, and the power of the evil curses was getting stronger and stronger. It was obvious that the opponent was getting a little impatient. If they continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before they were defeated!

For a moment, Harry and Neville were both a little desperate, and Ginny behind them looked at Mike not far away with a pleading look.

She knew very well that if anyone could stop this now, that person must be Mike!

(End of this chapter)