Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 466: Horrible Curse

The magic power in Mike's body is now being frantically mobilized from all parts of his body and flowing into his right arm, and finally being transformed into a high-concentration dark fire and sprayed out through his right hand.

This is an extremely dangerous operation. After all, the human body does not have the strong mass and magic affinity like a magic wand. Such a large amount of magic power converted in a short period of time will cause great damage to Mike's arms and even internal organs.

If your luck is even worse, it will even affect the casting of spells in the future, which is like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

But facing the crisis at hand, Mike no longer cared about so much.

Judging from the previous experience when he was exposed to the black light, he must absolutely stop the black light from causing further harm to himself, otherwise, he would most likely die!

"Roar!"

As Mike desperately urged his magic power, a large amount of black flames spurted out from his right hand. The temperature of the flame was so high that it even boiled the surrounding air.

Thanks to Mike's efforts, the strange and ominous black light finally dimmed and eventually disappeared.

Mike clenched his right fist fiercely. With this action, the black flame finally stopped spewing out and the magic power in his body also stagnated.

It was not until this time that Mike realized that his entire right arm had completely lost sensation, without even a trace of pain, which made Mike feel extremely uneasy.

But things are far from over. After losing their source, the high-purity black flames ejected by Mike began to look for new sources of energy. They condensed together in mid-air and eventually gathered into a giant western black dragon with a body length of more than 20 meters!
"Roar!"

The pitch-black fire dragon spread its pair of wings that covered the sky and roared towards the heavens. A thick black pillar of fire shot straight into the sky as it roared, as if announcing its birth to the heavens.

Then it lowered its head and scanned everyone on the Quidditch field with its greedy scarlet eyes, as if it was choosing its own food.

Regardless of whether it was the players on the field or the spectators in the stands, they all seemed to be frightened at this moment, staring blankly with their mouths wide open at the behemoth above their heads, forgetting even to run away!

The dragon in the sky seemed to have chosen a satisfactory prey. It opened its big mouth and gave a ferocious smile, then swooped down towards the west stands!

The people in the stands finally reacted at this moment, and they ran towards the exit crying and shouting.

At the critical moment of life and death, all propriety and morality no longer exist. Lovers, brothers, sisters...

The classmates who used to be good friends revealed the truest side of their human nature at this moment. They tried their best to pull everyone around them, just to be able to leave the stands that were about to be destroyed as soon as possible.

But it was all in vain, the dragon in the sky was too huge, no one in the stands could escape, and would become the dragon's food.

Seeing the dragon getting closer and closer, some people finally despaired. They closed their eyes, stopped moving, and waited for the end of their lives.

But one second, two seconds, three seconds...

The expected death did not come until ten seconds passed. People opened their eyes in confusion and saw that the horrible dragon was twitching in the air as if it was sick. Balls of devil flames burst out from its body and quickly dissipated into the air.

At this time, on the east stand, Mike was holding up his magic wand with his still intact left arm and pointing it at the dragon in the sky.

His expression was extremely ferocious, completely different from his usual calm and composed appearance. Even the hand holding the wand was still shaking.

But this is not surprising at all. In fact, Mike is in very bad condition now. His outburst just now caused very serious damage to his internal organs. Now he is almost fainting from the pain.

Moreover, the injury on his right arm was getting worse and worse, and now the numbness caused by the strange black light had begun to spread to his torso.

But even so, he was still trying hard to control the Fierce Fire Dragon in the sky, wanting to make it disappear.

Hermione on the side was so anxious that tears were streaming down her face, but she was helpless in the face of this situation. She could only cry out Mike's name over and over again.

At this moment, Mike could no longer hear what she was saying. Now all his attention was focused on destroying the dragon.

With his efforts, the dragon in the sky was shrinking rapidly. Although the dragon struggled desperately, it was all in vain. Under the pressure of Mike's terrifying mental power, the dragon finally disappeared, leaving only an unwilling dragon roar lingering in the air for a long time.

Everyone on the court breathed a sigh of relief, and Mike put down his wand and relaxed.

As soon as he relaxed, Mike felt dizzy and his body fell down instinctively.

"Mike! Mike!"

Hermione cried and caught the fallen Mike. She called Mike's name over and over again, but Mike could not hear anything.

He only felt his face was wet, as if someone was spitting saliva on it.

Normally Mike would have beaten this man up, but now he didn't have the energy to do so.

Mike whispered with all his strength:
"Go... take me to Dumbledore..."

"Okay! Okay! I'll take you to find Dumbledore right now! You must not die!"

Hermione stood up crying and began to wave desperately at the Quidditch players in the air.

She knew very well that if she wanted to transfer Mike to the principal's office as quickly as possible, a broomstick was the best choice.

What a pity, everyone on the field was still immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, and no one noticed the situation on Hermione's side at all.

Seeing this, Hermione was almost in despair.

At this moment, a majestic voice resounded throughout the Quidditch field.

"quiet!"

When everyone looked closely, they saw that Dumbledore in a white robe had stood in the center of the court. Beside him, the scarlet phoenix Fawkes was circling, with the phoenix fire still burning on its wings.

The crowd fell silent for a short while, and then burst into cheers that were much louder than before!

Everyone was shouting Dumbledore's name, and they all thought that it was Dumbledore who killed the dragon!
At this time, Dumbledore was looking for Mike in the crowd. He knew very well that except Mike, no one in the whole Hogwarts could release such a terrifying Fiendfyre.

But when he actually found Mike, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because the only people who appeared in front of him at this moment were Mike who had already fainted and Hermione who was crying.

……

Mike slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was still in a hazy state. He looked at the snow-white ceiling in front of him in confusion. For some reason, he felt that the ceiling was inexplicably familiar, especially the black spot in the corner. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

It took him a while to recognize where he was - on the bed in the Hogwarts infirmary. Mike didn't say anything. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to move his body slowly from the knuckles.

The injuries caused by the previous explosion of magic power were too severe. At this moment, he only felt severe pain in every part of his body.

After exercising his body as a whole, he finally confirmed his physical condition.

The right arm couldn't move at all, as if it was fixed by the deck and straps, but it was conscious, which was good news.

The rest of my body is in good condition. Although it hurts, I am happy to move around, which means I am in good condition.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to test the magic power in his body.

But as soon as he activated his magic power, he felt a heart-wrenching pain inside his body, which made Mike groan uncontrollably, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Mike, lying on the bed, gasped. He realized that something seemed to be wrong with his magic, which made him a little anxious.

At this moment, the door of the ward was opened, and Dumbledore walked in with Snape and Madam Pomfrey.

When Dumbledore saw Mike lying awake on the hospital bed, he was stunned at first, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Hey! Mike, you're finally awake!"

Mike didn't have time to waste time on him and asked directly:
"What happened to my magic?"

"Humph!" Snape snorted coldly, "It's useless!"

As soon as these words came out, Mike's heart suddenly tightened and his mind went blank.

"Severus! Don't scare the child!" Madam Pomfret glared at Snape, then turned to Mike and said in a gentle tone, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Your magic is fine. It's just that you suddenly had a burst of magic before, so you can't use it temporarily."

"Oh! He should be taught a lesson!" Snape said angrily. "He openly released such a powerful Fiendfyre curse in Hogwarts, almost causing huge casualties among students! I have never seen such a bad student like you in all my years of teaching! In my opinion, the Sorting Hat should have sent you directly to Azkaban!"

Perhaps amused by Snape's last words, Dumbledore could not help laughing out loud, but finally held it back when faced with Snape's murderous gaze.

"Ahem! Sorry, Mike, but please forgive Severus, he just has a bad mouth." Dumbledore said to Mike with a smile, "In fact, he still cares about you very much. The curse on your arm is very terrible. Severus didn't sleep for a whole day and night to solve it."

"Dumbledore!"

"Okay, okay! I won't say any more Severus, you can put your wand down now, it's dangerous!"

Looking at Dumbledore and Snape quarreling with each other, Mike felt very confused.

Mike doesn't care about anything else now. Not being able to use magic has given him a very strong sense of insecurity, which makes him very uncomfortable.

"How long will it take for my magic power to recover!?"

Mike asked urgently.

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore and Snape both looked at Pomfret, who slowly said:

"Three days. Don't worry, Mike. Your magic power will be fully restored in three days. Then you can use magic normally. As for your physical injuries, you need to rest for at least a week to recover."

Hearing this, Mike finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Snape, who was standing by, said:
"You should be thankful that the goddess of luck favors you. The curse on your right hand is almost spreading to your heart! If it really comes to that, haha, even gods can't save you!"

Mike glanced at Snape indifferently, but he was not angry. He knew very well that the other party had such a temper. However, due to the other party's attitude, Mike really couldn't feel much gratitude towards Snape.

"Thank you so much, Professor Snape."

After thanking Snape indifferently and receiving a cold snort from the other party, Mike turned his gaze back to Dumbledore.

"Principal Dumbledore, could you please call Franklin over for me?"

"You can, but what do you want to do?"

"I want him to investigate the murderer."

Mike said this expressionlessly, while the muscles at the corners of his eyes continued to twitch.

If there was someone familiar with Mike here at this moment, they would understand that Mike was trying hard to suppress his anger.

"I will call the person for you. But let us handle the investigation of the murderer," Dumbledore said. "In fact, this is why we came to you this time. Mike, can you tell us about the situation at that time?"

Mike took a deep breath and did not argue with Dumbledore. Instead, he cooperated very well and told Dumbledore the situation in detail.

At first, Dumbledore was still smiling, but after hearing what happened later, he could no longer smile.

This is a very serious incident. Someone actually sent a killer to sneak into Hogwarts to assassinate Mike. This means that Hogwarts is no longer a pure land away from Death Eaters!
"Phew! Mike, don't worry, those murderers will receive the punishment they deserve. I promise you!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he quickly left the ward with Snape, apparently to conduct an investigation.

Mrs. Pomfret came to Mike and gave him another full-body examination. She left only after confirming that Mike's injuries were indeed getting better.

"bump!"

With the sound of the door closing gently, Mike was the only one left in the ward again.

Mike lay on the hospital bed with an expressionless face. Although he looked very calm, the hostility in his eyes was becoming more and more intense!
This time, he was almost killed, so he was really angry!

I don't know how long it was before the door of the ward was pushed open again. Franklin ran into the ward panting and threw himself onto Mike's bed.

"M...Mike! Are you okay? Dumbledore...Dumbledore tell me..."

"Franklin, listen to me."

Mike interrupted Franklin without hesitation with a pair of bloodshot eyes, while the latter swallowed and looked at Mike cautiously.

For some reason, he always felt that Mike had become extremely scary at this moment.

"Find the murderer for me, do you hear me? Get all the fraternity, freemasonry and Ravenclaw people to move, bring that guy to me! I will personally cut him into pieces and burn him to ashes bit by bit! Do you hear me!"

As Mike spoke, his voice was steady at first, but then began to tremble, and in the end it turned into a roar.

(End of this chapter)