Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 483: The Mask Again
"I said! I said everything!"

Clark yelled, his voice becoming shrill due to his fear.

But he still shouted out those words in time at the last moment, and because of this, the holy sword that wanted to take his life stopped, floating quietly in front of him, with the tip of the sword against his forehead emitting a dazzling light.

Clark felt like his head was about to explode, but he didn't dare to move. He could only stand there stiffly, his eyes instinctively looking towards the tip of the sword between his eyebrows, which made him look a little cross-eyed.

But at this moment, George and Fred did not laugh at Clark's Kung Fu. Before, they were hit by Clark's petrification spell in the sky for a long time. Now they also cast two petrification spells viciously, making Clark frozen in place, as if he had turned into a stone statue.

Mike slowly floated down to the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the holy sword fell back into his hand.

"Take him with you, let's go, there's a big guy over there that needs to be tied up."

"You captured that thunderbird alive?"

George and Fred looked slightly surprised. The book "Fantastic Creatures and Where to Find Them" clearly recorded the character flaws of the Thunderbird. This creature was too proud to surrender at all.

Unless one is strong enough to completely crush the Thunderbird, it is impossible to capture it alive. For this reason, poachers in North America usually bring back the corpses of Thunderbirds and rarely capture them alive.

"Don't talk about this anymore. Let's go. If you don't leave now, you'll be in trouble."

Mike frowned and said this, then looked meaningfully in the direction of Hogwarts Castle.

At the same time, Dumbledore and Snape in the Hogwarts principal's office were concentrating on looking at a huge crystal ball placed on the coffee table with a small red pillow underneath. Inside the crystal ball was the scene of Mike and others subduing Clark.

Suddenly, Dumbledore and Snape frowned, because Mike in the crystal ball turned his head and looked at them. It felt as if he had discovered their existence.

Snape's nose twitched and he turned his head to look at Dumbledore beside him, as if asking something.

But Dumbledore ignored him and just shook his head, motioning him to continue watching.

But what happened next was nothing interesting. Mike, George and Fred first put out the remaining flames in the forest to prevent the wildfire from spreading.

Then he brought Clark to the Thunderbird, used his wand to direct the black stone chain to tie the Thunderbird and Clark together, and finally used a levitation spell to control the man and the bird to leave the range of Hogwarts.

As soon as they left, the image in the crystal ball disappeared. This treasure passed down by the four giants was not omnipotent. It could only monitor places within Hogwarts with the help of the huge magic power contained in the Hogwarts Castle, but could not see other places.

Dumbledore leaned back on the soft fabric chair, his brows furrowed, his eyes still fixed on the crystal ball that had turned grey again, as if he was in deep thought.

Snape, who was standing by, just looked at Dumbledore quietly. Compared to Dumbledore, his expression was much better. Snape even wanted to laugh, a gloating laugh. After all, he hated Dumbledore, the old man. If it weren't for him, Lily wouldn't have...

Thinking of this, Snape couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He saw clearly that the old man in front of him was now furious and almost went berserk.

The 'surprise' that Mike gave Dumbledore was so big that even he, an unrelated person, was a little surprised.

As soon as the conflict broke out in Ravenclaw, the entire Hogwarts came alive. A large number of students who did not wear any house logos rushed out of the lounges, auditoriums and even classrooms of various colleges and rushed out of the castle. This sudden change surprised everyone in Hogwarts. They didn't understand why these students who usually behaved very normally would suddenly do this.

When faced with other people's questioning, these people simply said that they were summoned by their boss!
Dumbledore knew very well that the boss they were talking about was Mike. Not long ago, Mike recruited a large number of students as interns with the Los Santos Student Aid Foundation as the core management organization. As long as these students did not make any major mistakes during the rest of their studies, they could become official employees of the security company under the Los Santos Group after graduation.

This matter was actually carried out with the approval of Dumbledore, and many students were even admitted through the recommendation of him and other professors.

At that time, Dumbledore was indeed very happy to see this happen. After all, there were very few jobs in this extraordinary period, and he did not want to see his students become unemployed as soon as they graduated.

But now, he regrets it.

Because Mike recruited so many people, he almost recruited all the Muggle-blooded and even a large number of mixed-blood graduates of Hogwarts this year and next year!

And these interns just demonstrated amazing tactical qualities.

In addition, the company that Mike used to recruit them was a company called security, but was actually an armed violence organization. This made Dumbledore wonder if Mike was treating Hogwarts as an arsenal, wanting to recruit soldiers here and then let them fight against Voldemort!

All of the above are actually trivial matters. After all, even if Mike didn't do this, Dumbledore was prepared to unite the students of Hogwarts to resist at the last moment.

But at the same time as these Hogwarts students were taking action, a team of dozens of elite wizards and hundreds of ordinary wizards also arrived around Hogwarts. They dispersed and surrounded the Hogwarts area in a fan shape. It was clear that they were preparing to assist Mike in intercepting the assassin!

This really shocked Dumbledore. You know, these troops were not like the newcomers in Hogwarts. From the aura they exuded, Dumbledore could feel that these people were definitely professionally trained combat wizards!
When did it all start? How could the power Mike possessed reach this level?
Dumbledore couldn't help but fall into deep confusion and worry. Judging from the current situation, Mike has already mastered enough power to compete with the Ministry of Magic.

Although Mike said that he did this entirely to fight against Voldemort, if Voldemort was really annihilated in the future, wouldn't the source of evil called ambition really be nurtured in Mike's body by then?

Thinking of this, Dumbledore frowned even more tightly.

"You look troubled."

Dumbledore looked towards the source of the voice and saw Snape's gloating face. He sighed softly and said in a hoarse and weak voice:
"Yeah, sometimes it's a problem when kids become too good."

"Ha ha!"

Snape finally couldn't help laughing, he really enjoyed the sad expression on Dumbledore's face.

Snape's behavior was undoubtedly very impolite, but Dumbledore did not hold it against him. After all, he knew very well that what he owed Snape might not be repaid in his lifetime, so he just shook his head expressionlessly and said nothing.

But Snape was not ready to let him go, and continued:
"Perhaps, you should check up on that promising child of yours."

Dumbledore looked at Snape in confusion.

"I recently discovered something very interesting. Among the interns Mike recruited at Hogwarts this time, there is not a single pure-blood! Not only that, there are also very few pure-blood wizards in his so-called Los Santos Group. The only pure-bloods who are still in the core class are the Weasley brothers, who are ideologically inclined towards Muggles."

Dumbledore stretched the muscles on his face helplessly, waved his hand and said:
"This is not a strange thing. Most pure-bloods have their own network of connections and wealthy families. They prefer to work in places like the Ministry of Magic. If they have a choice, I believe they will never choose to work for a Muggle-born wizard."

"What a coincidence! I thought so at first." Snape straightened his cuffs and said in a hymn-like tone, "Until not long ago, a Slytherin student came to me. I know this student very well. He comes from a pure-blood family that has fallen on hard times. The family of six lives in an ancestral house that is so dilapidated that it leaks. He came to me crying and told me that the people at the Los Santos Student Aid Fund rejected his application."

When he said this, Snape paused deliberately. He looked at Dumbledore, whose interest had been piqued, with evil amusement, and finally spoke again under the urging of the other's eyes.

"At first I thought he was rejected because of his lack of ability. After all, his grades were so bad that he was not even qualified to attend my advanced class. But he later told me that a staff member looked at him arrogantly and said, 'We refuse to recruit any pure-blood wizards here.' Yes, you heard it right, Dumbledore. My expression when I heard this was almost exactly the same as yours. But although it is unbelievable, I can guarantee that this is the fact. I used Legilimency at the time."

"You mean..."

Dumbledore pondered, his face turning even darker at this moment. What Snape told him brought him a huge shock, and also made him have some bad guesses.

But Snape obviously had no intention of continuing the conversation. He stood up with a wicked smile on his face and said as he walked out of the office:
"Again, Dumbledore, be on your guard against your promising child. That fellow...may be the same kind of person as Tom."

"Oh!"

The office door was slammed shut and silence returned to the office.

At this time, the sky outside had completely darkened. The bright moonlight poured into the office through the window, illuminating Dumbledore's gloomy face.

……

In the Masonic secret realm, Benjamin and Jeraka were treating the thunderbird. It was seriously injured. Mike's sword directly pierced the hard bones on its wings, causing it to be unable to fly for a short time.

But compared to the physical pain, the mental damage seemed to be greater. Now its pupils were dim and its body had no reaction to the pain. It looked as if it had lost all desire to live.

In the room next to them, the Weasley brothers were watching Clark. Now the seventh-year prefect of Ravenclaw was tied to a chair, staring at a magic lamp not far away with a silly smile on his face. Crystal saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, finally dripping into a puddle of water on the ground.

"Fred, is he stupid?"

"I think so, George," Fred said, rubbing his chin, in a funny tone, "It's normal for anyone to become a little abnormal after being fed a large glass of Veritaserum and then having their brains searched by strong Legilimency."

As a Chinese, George was amused by Fred's last standard Chinese joke. After he finished laughing, he winked at Fred and said:

"But I think he might be pretending. Think about it, maybe he thinks that as long as he becomes an idiot, we won't do anything to him anymore. What do you think?"

"It's possible. Maybe we should go through the same process with him again. Of course, I don't mean to take revenge on him, even though he made us suffer so much before."

"I agree with you, but we'd better wait a while. After all... Mike doesn't look very happy."

After saying that, they both turned their gaze to Mike in the corner of the room.

Mike was sitting at the desk, staring at a black wooden eagle head mask. Mike had just searched Clark's traceless stretch pocket and found a mask in addition to some daily necessities and normal healing potions.

The mask itself was actually nothing special, just an ordinary wooden mask, but Mike stared at it for half an hour.

Because he had seen a similar mask before.

That was the night when Voldemort was resurrected. In addition to Mack's group and Voldemort's group, there was also a third party who appeared in Riddle's grave that night. Those wizards were powerful, and their purpose was suspected to be to assassinate Voldemort who had not yet been resurrected. They were also wearing masks similar to the one in front of him. The only difference between them was the patterns on the masks.

This can't help but make people wonder whether these people are from the same force.

This was originally a good thing, after all, Clark had been caught by Mike as their tail.

But after some interrogation, Mike realized that he had thought things were too simple before.

(End of this chapter)