Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 484 Anger

Capturing Clark alive was something Mike had already decided on from the beginning. In his original plan, no matter who the mastermind behind Clark was, sending Clark to assassinate him was a bad move, because in this magical world, as long as Mike could capture Clark alive, he would be able to know everything in his mind, so the only thing Mike had to worry about was that Clark would commit suicide.

Fortunately, Clark is not a assassin trained by the other party. When facing death, he will still do stupid things out of fear.

Some people may think that Clark's behavior is unreasonable, but in fact, it all makes sense.

After all, when facing death, it is difficult for people who have not received professional training to resist the body's instinctive desire to survive.

This is what happened to Clark. Maybe he simply wanted to continue living, or maybe he felt that Mike was too young and would not be too decisive in doing things, so he would give him a way out.

Unfortunately, Mike is not a young man in the normal sense, and he never intended to let Clark go.

As a result, Clark became the demented person he is now.

It has to be said that Veritaserum and Legilimency are really a very effective combination. The former can prevent the drinker from telling lies and make his mind extremely dazed, which makes it easier for the latter to invade the drinker's brain and read the drinker's memory as easily as flipping through a magazine.

If there is any flaw in this combination, it is that the drinker will inevitably become an idiot and there is no possibility of cure.

However, this was obviously not within Mike's consideration. Mike just wanted to know what was in the other party's traceless stretch bag that would result in such a mask.

But unfortunately, Mike never got any results.

This was not because the truth serum and Legilimency spell had failed, but because someone had already made preparations in Clark's brain.

Clark's memory is missing. Not only does he not have the memory of who asked him to assassinate Mike, but even his memory from 6th to 7th grade is completely messed up. Someone cut this memory at random, turning this memory that should have been complete into a mess.

This was the only situation Mike had ever seen in his life. He even suspected that Clark must have undergone special training, otherwise if a normal person's memory was processed in this way, that person would have gone crazy long ago.

Thinking of this, Mike stretched out his hand and rubbed the eagle head mask hard.

The brothers George and Fred, who were in the same room with Mike, finally noticed that something was wrong with Mike. They looked at each other, then shut up and sat aside quietly.

It was obvious that Mike was in a very bad mood, and they didn't want to offend each other at this time.

But Clark, who was already unconscious, didn't want to do that. He seemed to have a strong interest in his dripping saliva and began to blow bubbles with his saliva.

"Boo boo..."

This strange sound echoed in the silent room, and George and Fred both smiled with gloating eyes.

Even a calm person would feel annoyed by the sound, let alone Mike who was already angry.

Sure enough, Mike stopped moving his hands. He looked at Clark who was playing with his saliva with an expressionless face, and slowly stood up.

Mike's actions caught Clark's attention. The expression on his face suddenly became terrified. He muttered meaningless words and seemed very afraid of Mike.

This is not surprising. What Mike did to Clark in the past few hours made the other party remember him deeply, and he could not forget it even if he became stupid.

But Mike was unmoved. He was ready to make one last attempt. Clark was in no condition anymore and no longer needed truth serum.

So he simply took out his wand and pointed it at Clark.

"Legilimency."

"Oh!"

After a slight sound, the scene in front of Mike changed drastically. Countless white lights flashed in front of his eyes, interspersed with some inexplicable pictures.

Without exception, these scenes are all Clark's memories of life at Hogwarts.

It can be seen that Clark should be very happy at Hogwarts.

Because now his brain has almost collapsed after being tortured by truth serum and Legilimency for a long time, and most of his memories have become blank. The flashing white lights that Mike saw at the beginning were those memories that had disappeared. The memories that still remain in Clark's mind are almost all his most precious memories.

Clark's brain could collapse at any time, so Mike didn't waste time and began to quickly look through Clark's remaining memories.

As he flipped through the pages, those precious memories slowly turned into blanks.

This was a very cruel thing to do, but Mike did it without any hesitation, he didn't even frown.

After all, you were the one who tried to kill me first, so it's reasonable for me to kill you no matter how I do it, isn't it?
What's more, death from brain collapse is not painful at all, because Clark was actually dead when his brain was first invaded.

With this thought in mind, Mike continued to flip through Clark's remaining memories.

However, when the smile of a beautiful black-haired woman slowly turned into a meaningless white light, Mike stopped what he was doing.

He looked around and saw nothing but white. Clark's brain had collapsed and all the memories in it had been destroyed. As for Mike, he didn't find any meaningful information in the end. Those who hid behind Clark handled it very cleanly.

With a sigh, Mac prepared to withdraw from Clark's brain.

But at this moment, the scene in front of Mike changed. The endless white light gradually faded and finally turned into darkness.

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at Mike, their eyes full of malice.

Mike's eyes flashed, he has not yet left Clark's brain, that is to say, this memory should be the deepest memory buried in Clark's brain. Mike guessed that it was probably because the people behind the scenes did not do their job well, resulting in some memory fragments remaining.

However, this memory fragment had been severely damaged, so except for the pair of eyes that Clark remembered most, the person in the distance and everything around him turned into darkness.

Just as Mike was guessing, a mask was thrown in front of him from the darkness.

It was a black eagle-head mask, exactly the same as the one found in Clark's bag!
Then, a vague voice that could not be distinguished between male and female came from the darkness.

"Hello, Mike."

Mike was at 200% alert, as what was happening now was far beyond his expectations, which made him instinctively want to hear what the other party would say next.

However, the other party did continue talking after the greeting, but the words he spoke were unclear, as if the signal was bad.

Until finally, the pair of blood-red eyes narrowed, looked at Mike with a mocking look and said:

"We will meet again, hehehe."

"Oh!"

A muffled sound came from Mike's head, the darkness around him shattered, and Mike himself was pulled backwards by a huge force... When Mike opened his eyes again, what he saw was Clark's dull face. Clark's brain was now completely collapsed, and he couldn't even play with his saliva.

Mike punched the wall next to Clark's face, and a loud bang echoed throughout the room.

George and Fred were startled. They immediately jumped up from their chairs and wanted to check if Mike was injured, but they stopped after taking just two steps, and the expressions on their faces became a little stunned.

Because, at this moment, Mike's face had an extremely ferocious expression, especially his blue eyes, which were flashing with uncontrollable anger!

"You...what's wrong with you?"

George asked with some stuttering. He had never seen Mike so angry before. As Mike's good friend, although he was a little scared of Mike now, he still asked.

Mike didn't answer George immediately. He stared at Clark's dull face. After a while, he waved his hand and threw a fireball, burning the other party to ashes.

In the light of the fire, Mike's expression became more and more ferocious. In the last moment in Clark's mind just now, he finally understood everything.

The so-called memory fragments were not work errors at all, but were left behind intentionally.

Leave it to provoke yourself.

Looking at the blooming flames, a smile appeared on the ferocious face.

"Just wait, just wait, I will find you. By then..."

……

At night, the Hogwarts Great Hall was brightly lit, and a unique banquet was being held there.

Although it was already past curfew, the auditorium was still crowded with a large number of students. They laughed heartily and enjoyed the delicious food prepared by the house-elves who had worked overtime. Some boys even drank juice instead of wine, and drank it all in one gulp with laughter, looking very generous.

It's no wonder that they were so happy, because this banquet was originally a celebration party for the Los Santos Security Company, and most of the people attending the banquet were interns recruited by the Los Santos company from school.

Although they were of no help in the previous capture of the assassin, the assassin has been captured anyway, and now is the time for them to enjoy the fruits of victory.

As Mike's good friends, Harry, Ron and Hermione were naturally invited as well. At this moment, the three of them were sitting in their usual seats in the auditorium.

Harry and Ron were eating heartily, even with food all over their hands and faces. This was normal, the house elves had once again sanctioned their dinner, and they were now hungry.

But there was something wrong with Hermione next to them. Her brows were furrowed and her expression was troubled. She looked very anxious.

It was obviously very uncomfortable to have such a person sitting next to him during the meal. Harry wiped his mouth and said to Hermione helplessly:

"Hermione, what's wrong with you?"

"Yeah, eat something quickly, or you'll be hungry again at night."

Ron echoed, though his voice was a little slurred because his mouth was full of roast chicken and potatoes.

Hermione rolled her eyes at them. She saw that both of them were a little angry, but she finally said:
"I'm waiting for Mike. I need to talk him down again so he doesn't do anything wrong."

Ron and Harry looked at each other, confusion written all over their faces.

"What could Mike do wrong?"

"Didn't he catch the assassin?" Hermione said hastily, "Then how do you think he will deal with the assassin?"

Ron swallowed all the food in his mouth with great effort, and then answered casually:
"Is there any need to think about this? Of course, we should torture him first, and then... uh... kill him?"

"Right! I thought so too!" Hermione stood up excitedly, "But this is lynching, which is wrong. He should hand the assassin over to the Ministry of Magic and let the law judge!"

After these words were spoken, Harry and Ron's expressions became a little dull.

And it wasn't just them. Hermione spoke so loudly that other people around her heard it, and now they looked at Harry and the others with unfriendly eyes.

"But," Ron picked up another fried chicken leg and took a bite, "Azkaban has been abandoned. Where can the Ministry of Magic lock up the assassin? Won't they just execute him on the spot when the time comes?"

"That's different!"

"What's the difference? Aren't they both going to die? And since he dared to assassinate Mike, isn't it normal for Mike to kill him?"

Hermione opened her mouth wide and waited angrily for Ron. She felt that there was really something wrong with Ron's worldview!

Just imagine, if everyone in this society was like Mike, defying the law and resorting to lynching, then the authority of the law would be gone. Once the law loses its authority, then this society would be doomed!

Hermione stretched out her finger and pointed at Ron tremblingly. She was shaking with anger.

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron helplessly. These two were always like this. They would quarrel for no reason, and Harry always had to step in to mediate.

Sighing, although very tired, Harry still stepped forward to act as a peacemaker as usual.

At the same time, Slughorn was shaking the goblet in his hand, taking a sip of the red wine from time to time.

He was the only adult at the party who could drink, and the only professor.

In fact, the very fact that this banquet could be held was entirely due to Slughorn's efforts.

It was he who convinced Dumbledore against all odds. Otherwise, how could these students hold a party late at night on their own?

wishful thinking!

As the primary contributor to the banquet and the founder of the Slug Club, Slughorn undoubtedly attracted countless people's attention.

At this moment, he was surrounded by people, who gathered around him and kept saying compliments.

But Slughorn seemed somewhat uninterested. He knew very well that these people were trying to curry favor with him in order to get more from him, but he really had no interest in these mediocre people.

The reason why he helped to organize this party was entirely for Mike, but Mike, he, had not shown up yet.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze towards the entrance of the auditorium. He had performed this action no less than twenty times in the past half hour.

(End of this chapter)