Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 465 Sudden Attack

The next five goals all went into the goal frame without exception, and Cormier didn't even touch the edge of the Quaffle.

The batsmen have already started cheering and celebrating, they feel that they are in great shape today!
Cormichael was lying on his broomstick with a dazed look on his face. He had been knocked unconscious.

Cormichael rubbed his eyes hard. He wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes. He clearly saw the movement trajectory of the subsequent balls, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the ball.

Obviously, there was nothing wrong with his eyes, and the root cause of all this was actually Hermione.

She had started secretly cursing Cormier when he caught the fifth ball.

All it took was a simple Confusion Charm to fail Cormac's test for joining the team.

Mike, who was next to Hermione, saw it all, but he had no intention of stopping it. Instead, he straightened his body and deliberately blocked Hermione's figure.

After finishing all this, Hermione retired. She put her wand away again, straightened her skirt and then looked at Mike beside her.

The two smiled at each other, everything was said without words.

Many people in Hogwarts said that Hermione was a replica of Professor McGonagall when she was young, because both of them had very rigid personalities and took rules more seriously than anything else. So many people said this that even Harry and Ron, who spent every day with Hermione, thought so.

But in Mike's opinion, Hermione is Hermione, not a copy of Professor McGonagall when she was young.

Hermione's behavior this time is the best proof.

In the previous situation, if it were Mag, he would not have acted secretly, as it was against the rules.

But Hermione did it, which means that Hermione cares more about her friends than the rules, or in other words, Hermione is willing to give up the moral principles she has always adhered to for the sake of her friends.

This may be because Hermione was influenced by Harry and others, but it is undeniable that such behavior makes Hermione more humane.

Thinking of this, the expression on Mike's face became a little softer.

At this time, Comic on the field finally stopped his movement and fell back to the ground. Now he felt extremely embarrassed and just wanted to leave here quickly.

His eye sockets became a little red due to rubbing for a long time, and he looked like he was crying.

This scene suddenly filled the young girls in the stands with maternal love, and they cried out Cormicker's name one by one.

Mike was speechless. He felt that although Hermione's hype made Cormier look bad, it also made him gain a group of mother fans.

But Hermione obviously didn't realize it at the moment. She was looking at the audience excitedly. At this moment, Ron was riding a flying broom and slowly rising.

Compared with other test subjects, his equipment was luxurious. Whether it was the Irish team's signed protective gear that Harry lent him or the Firebolt left by George Fred, they all made him look particularly wealthy.

But the huge advantage of the equipment obviously did not give Ron much confidence. Mike could clearly see that Ron, who was riding on the Firebolt, was now shaking with nervousness.

"Oh! He's so nervous!" Hermione shouted anxiously, "He's always like this, it's his old habit, he gets nervous when there are a lot of people around!"

After saying that, Hermione raised her wand again and pulled Mike together to cast the Voice Booster Spell to cheer Ron on.

The huge shout easily reached Ron's ears. He turned his head stiffly to look at the stands and gave Mike and Hermione a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Uh, I think he seems to be more nervous when we do this."

"It seems so," Hermione put down her wand awkwardly, "Let's not talk and just watch."

Ron's test finally began.

The batsmen were in great form, with one high-speed shot after another constantly hitting the goal, but the strange thing was that Ron seemed to have some kind of bad luck, and no matter how fast the Quaffle was, he could easily save it from the goal.

After a few balls, Ron finally gained confidence. He was breathing heavily, his eyes kept moving with the Quaffle, and his body stopped shaking.

This makes his cull even more deadly.

Finally, the test results came out. Ron saved a total of seven out of ten goals, ranking first among all testers!
Ron shouted excitedly, and there were sparse applause and cheers from the stands.

"That's better than his best result in training!"

Hermione was also shouting excitedly, but Mike on the side just found it funny.

He saw it clearly just now. Although those batsmen acted very similarly, they were indeed letting the ball go.

I guess it's because of the brothers George and Fred.

Mike made a quick judgment.

Although he thought so, Mike still appeared very happy on the surface and cheered for Ron along with Hermione.

Ten minutes later, an emotional Ron finally left the field, but the goalkeeper's test continued.

However, the people who were tested next were obviously not in the mood. They all hung their heads and looked unhappy.

This is not surprising. Ron has achieved such good results that he has almost secured the position of goalkeeper for the main team. The probability of them being selected is almost zero.

Such a test was undoubtedly not exciting enough. Many spectators in the stands had already started to leave, but Mike and Hermione did not do so - they wanted to wait until all the tests were over before celebrating with Ron and the others.

However, their attention was not on the test. Mike looked at Hermione with a smile and couldn't help asking:

"Hermione, have you ever considered working for Los Santos Corporation after graduation?"

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Hermione looked extremely surprised.

McDun felt a little disappointed. Hermione's performance showed that she had never considered going to Los Santos Group.

But he still didn't find it, and then he said:

"Because I think you are very capable, and Los Santos Corporation needs outstanding talents like you. And most importantly, I want to see you every day after graduation."

There is another important reason that Mike didn't mention, which is that Hermione is also a wizard of Muggle origin.

This is crucial because what Mike wants to create is an organization dominated entirely by Muggle-born wizards.

Therefore, the bloodline discrimination within the Los Santos Corporation is quite serious from top to bottom, but this discrimination is the opposite of the outside world, the purer the bloodline, the worse the treatment. Hearing this, a blush appeared on Hermione's face. She lowered her head and rubbed her robe, looking very embarrassed.

After a long while, Hermione suddenly raised her head as if she had made a decision, and said to Mike in a firm and apologetic tone:

"I'm sorry, Mike, please allow me to refuse."

"why?"

Although he had expected this result, Mike was still very disappointed at this moment.

"Because I want to work for the Ministry of Magic."

“You want to go into politics?!”

Mike's voice suddenly increased. In his opinion, Hermione's decision was too outrageous. With Hermione's personality, the only result of going into politics was to be eaten up by others, skin and bones.

However, Hermione nodded firmly.

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand why you want to go into politics?"

"Mike, what do you think of the current attitude of the entire wizarding society towards Muggle-bloods and even half-bloods?"

“It’s pretty bad and it’s getting worse.”

Mike said without hesitation, what he said was the truth, with the return of Voldemort, the social status of all Muggle-bloods and even half-bloods was constantly declining.

Voldemort's terrorist attacks on Muggle-blooded wizards were only a small part of the reason, because although the Death Eaters were targeting Mudbloods and half-bloods, in fact, they were just as malicious towards pure-bloods as they were towards Mudbloods.

The main reason for all this is that some pure-bloods blamed all the losses they suffered due to Voldemort's actions on Muggle-bloods and half-blood wizards, while some half-blood wizards blamed all of this on Muggle wizards.

This is actually a very stupid logic, because the culprits of all this are obviously Voldemort and the Death Eaters, but these people blame all of them on the Muggle wizards who are also victims like them.

But Mike was not surprised at the emergence of this phenomenon, because history has long proved that there will always be such clowns jumping out before the disaster comes.

And the behavior of these clowns also made it easier for him to unite the Muggle-blooded wizards. In a sense, Mike had to thank them.

"I think this phenomenon is wrong. People shouldn't be divided into different classes just because of their bloodline!"

Hermione said firmly.

"So you went into politics because you wanted to..."

"Yes, I want to change all this!" Hermione said excitedly with a flushed face, "And the only shortcut for me to achieve this goal is to go into politics! I will slowly change all this through laws."

"But the current situation of the Ministry of Magic in Ying Kingdom is not optimistic."

"You mean Voldemort?" Hermione said, "I believe Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic will definitely get rid of him. Yes, I firmly believe it!"

"What if Voldemort wins in the end?"

"This..." Hermione was silent. She seemed to have never thought about this problem before. After a while, she slowly said, "Then I will leave Ying Country and go to the French Ministry of Magic or the American Ministry of Magic. In short, my determination will not change. I will treat this as my lifelong career!"

As Hermione spoke, her eyes turned red, as if she was moved by her own speech.

But Mike shook his head imperceptibly. In his opinion, Hermione's speech just now was just the fearless speech of a newborn calf.

It's a commendable courage, but it's not worth listening to.

Hermione is still too young and has too little experience.

This makes her look at things from a very shallow perspective, and she often fails to perceive the true face of things.

Not to mention whether she can withstand the test of people's hearts and the pressure from the ancient pure-blood families after becoming a senior member of the Ministry of Magic.

But she would never be able to become a senior official in the Ministry of Magic, especially in Ying Country.

You have to know that the Ministry of Magic of Britain is the base camp of pure-blood nobles, and none of its senior executives are of Muggle origin.

Moreover, the Ministry of Magic of Britain also has strong gender discrimination (don't be surprised, the gender discrimination in the Ministry of Magic of Britain is very serious, which can be seen from the "Magic Brothers Fountain". But compared with the oppression of women in the feudal society of humans, the equal rights of women in the wizarding society are still good, but this is actually based on the fact that witches also have strong individual strength.), so the difficulty of completing Hermione's ideal is no longer a nightmare level, but a Genesis level!
Mike sighed. He was no longer going to continue communicating with Hermione on this topic. No matter what he said to a young person of this age, it would be useless.

But just as he was about to change the subject, he suddenly felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows.

Mike was startled, and he instinctively turned his head to look at the Quidditch field, and then he saw a Quaffle constantly enlarging in his field of vision!

"what!"

Mike let out a loud roar, and then a powerful magical power burst out from his body!

This powerful magic formed an unmatched repulsive force the moment it left the body, pushing Hermione out in an instant. At the same time, the Quaffle also collided with the repulsive force!
“No!”

An indescribable sound was heard.

The high-speed spinning Quaffle slowed down slightly due to the repulsive force, but the repulsive force was obviously not enough to stop it.

Moreover, Mike was surprised to find that there was a strange black light flashing on the Quaffle, which gave Mike a very bad feeling.

Mike's premonition was correct, because the next moment a black light burst out, and the Quaffle suddenly accelerated, hitting Mike's head at a faster speed than before!

The players on the field couldn't help but exclaim. If Mike was hit directly by the Quaffle whose speed was comparable to that of a bullet, his head would probably explode into a ball of paste like a rotten tomato!
Fortunately, due to the time bought by the previous repulsion, Mike finally completed the deployment of magic power before the Quaffle hit him, and raised his hands to block himself!

Veins popped out on Mike's forehead. His eyes were red and he shouted with all his strength:

"Everything will be destroyed!"

The next moment, a ball of pitch-black magic flame spurted out from the palm of his hand and hit the Quaffle straight!

"Woo!~"

An eerie whistle sounded, and the black light on the magic flame increased greatly the moment it came into contact with the Quaffle. The intensity of this horrifying black light was far beyond Mike's expectations, and it actually managed to withstand the demon-devouring effect of the pitch-black fire and shine on Mike!
Although it was only for a moment, a black spot instantly appeared on the palm of Mike's hand where the black light touched.

At this time, the Quaffle, which served as the carrier of the black light, had already been completely vaporized by the high temperature of the fierce fire, but the black light was still expanding, still delusionally trying to inflict greater damage on Mike!
Seeing this, Mike's bloodshot eyes narrowed...

(End of this chapter)