Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 550 Teachers and Students 2
In the early morning, the bright light of the sun pierced through the thick clouds like a golden sword and sprinkled on the Hogwarts Castle.

A new day begins.

At this time of day, students should be getting up and starting a new day of classes.

But today, Hogwarts Castle was unusually quiet.

Because almost everyone was lying down in the Hogwarts Hall and sleeping soundly.

Yesterday's party was so crazy that they just fell asleep not long ago.

Several owls that came to deliver mail flew into the auditorium and looked at the sleeping students on the ground with confusion.

They don't understand why these humans haven't gotten up yet today, but that doesn't stop them from doing bad things after work.

"Oh!"

There was a dull thud as a package was dropped by an owl and hit its recipient hard in the face.

But this still did not wake up the Gryffindor student. He just muttered twice and turned around to continue sleeping.

Seeing this, the owls looked at each other and quickly decided to take further action.

Throw excrement bombs!
But just as they were beginning to build up their emotions and prepare to launch the bomb, ripples suddenly appeared in the space in the center of the auditorium, and then Mike suddenly appeared in the auditorium.

He was still wearing a black Hogwarts robe, embellished with some blue ornaments representing Ravenclaw House.

The reason why he dressed like this was purely an instinct instilled in Mike by many years of life at Hogwarts.

He has feelings for Hogwarts. No matter how much trouble he causes outside, once he arrives at Hogwarts, he will change into his school robe and become an ordinary student.

This sudden scene scared the owls so much that they no longer cared about launching the excrement bombs and turned around and flew out of the auditorium.

Mike ignored those naughty messengers. He carefully moved around the auditorium full of people, making sure his friends were safe.

Fortunately, Chris's target was not them, so most of them were safe and sound. Even if someone was injured, the injury was not serious, as could be seen from the fact that they were able to continue attending the banquet with bandages on.

But when Mike found Harry and the other two, the expression on his face suddenly became strange.

At this moment, Hermione was sleeping soundly on the long table, and she looked very similar to Sleeping Beauty.

Of course, it would be better if there wasn't drool constantly flowing from the corners of her mouth.

As for Harry and Ron, they slept on the floor, hugging each other.

To be precise, Ron was wrapped around Harry like an octopus.

And no one knew what Ron was dreaming about. At the moment, he was kissing Harry's cheek with an intoxicated look on his face. The scene made people feel a little sick.

Chuckling and shaking his head, Mike quickly left the hall and entered the suspended stairwell leading to the eighth floor of Hogwarts.

At this moment, the smile on Mike's face disappeared, replaced by a look of indifference.

He walked down the long staircase and corridor and arrived at the principal's office very smoothly.

Along the way, he didn't see any human figure. Everyone, even the ghosts and portraits, participated in the grand banquet last night, which resulted in them not waking up yet.

In front of the principal's office, the monster statue was still missing, and the deep stone door leading to the office was left open.

Mike didn't show any surprise at this. He twisted his neck, making a series of creaking sounds, and then stepped in.

Inside the office, a man in a tuxedo was lying behind the desk with his eyes closed, looking like he was asleep. Phoenix Fox was still curled up in his arms and sleeping peacefully. Everything was the same as last night.

On the walls of the office, the portraits of past principals are also sleeping.

This is normal. They have existed for too long, so long that they feel bored and can only rely on sleep to get through the long time ahead.

Of course, Dumbledore's portrait is not asleep. He has just been created and is still in the stage of being full of curiosity about the world.

Just like now, he was looking at Mike with sharp eyes, and at the same time muttering something that Mike couldn't understand.

His mumbling woke up the phoenix Fawkes in Dumbledore's arms.

But unlike in the past, this time it did not fly directly to Mike to ask him for food, but crawled out of Dumbledore's arms, stood in front of Dumbledore and looked at Mike vigilantly.

Seeing this, Mike smiled lightly, said nothing, and pulled out a chair and sat opposite Dumbledore.

At this time, Dumbledore was finally awakened.

He opened his somewhat cloudy blue eyes and stared at Mike in a daze.

When Dumbledore saw Mike's cold expression, his expression tightened, but when he saw clearly that Mike was wearing a Hogwarts school robe, a smile appeared in his eyes again.

"You are finally here, Mike. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Dumbledore said with a smile, pointing at the pile of candies on the desk. "Come on, don't be shy. Try some. They are all good stuff. Unfortunately, my body cannot digest these things now. I can only satisfy my craving by watching you young people eat them."

Mike didn't touch the candy on the desk. He looked at Dumbledore's simple but exquisite dress and said:
"Have you already guessed that I would come?"

Dumbledore listened to Mike's words with a smile on his face. His expression did not change at all. He said in a very casual manner:
"Of course, after what happened between us, you would definitely come to see me. In fact, you came later than I expected. I thought you would come to see me as soon as you came back."

As he spoke, Dumbledore took out a wand from his pocket with difficulty. The wand was thick at the bottom and thin at the top, with an uneven surface and several round wooden knots, and placed it in front of Mike.

"You will face more severe challenges next. I think this should be of help to you."

"Elder Wand!"

Looking at the magic wand in front of him, Mike couldn't help but shout out.

"You knew?!" Dumbledore shouted excitedly, "That's great! I can save myself the trouble of explaining to you. You know, I'm not in a good condition to say too much right now."

Mike nodded but said nothing.

At this moment, he was carefully recalling the information about the elder wand. The elder wand, like the resurrection stone and the invisibility cloak of death, was also a deathly hallow.

According to The Tales of Beedle the Bard, it is a magical wand made by Death from elder wood and delivered to the eldest Peverell.

Whoever possesses it can gain unparalleled power and become invincible.

At the same time, there are many ancient legends that record that if someone can collect the three Deathly Hallows at the same time, then he can defeat death!

There is no doubt that this magic wand is definitely the most powerful artifact in the world!
Many people believe that the reason why Dumbledore has been able to suppress Voldemort for so many years is entirely because of the power given to him by this wand!

But in fact, Mike didn't have much interest in it before.

After all, legends are just legends. According to the information Mike collected, the so-called Three Deathly Hallows were not created by the god of death as described in the Tales of Beedle the Bard. Their real makers were actually the ancient Peverell family.

The reason why there is a legend about the Three Deathly Hallows is simply because the Peverell family at that time was so powerful that it was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, so people had to associate their power with ghosts and gods.

Since the elder wand was not made by the god of death, it is questionable whether it has the power as stated in the legend.

If you don’t believe it, just go and read the original book. Although everyone in it is madly advocating the powerful magic of the elderberry wand, does it really show any extraordinary power?
It seems like there isn’t one, right?

Another reason is that the Elder Wand has always been in the hands of Dumbledore, and no one in the world dares to say that they can snatch this wand from Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of this century.

To sum up, the elderberry wand is not that tempting to Mike at all.

But that didn't stop Mike from taking the wand.

After all, if the legend is true, wouldn’t he make a lot of money?

Dumbledore obviously didn't expect that Mike could think of so much in such a short time, but he obviously didn't care much about how Mike saw the wand.

He calmed down his excitement a little and said to Mike solemnly:
"Mike, I want to apologize to you for what I did before. Please forgive me."

"Isn't it too late to beg for mercy now?"

Mike smiled contemptuously.

In his impression, Dumbledore was definitely the most respectable wizard in the world, and yet such a great and powerful man was now apologizing to him in order to survive.

This made Mike extremely angry!
"This is not a plea for mercy, but a sincere confession from my heart." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "The future belongs to you. No matter how hard we old bones try, we can't change this. What I want to say is that you are a kind and good person. I hope you can treat the world gently.

Once upon a time, my friends and I thought we were omnipotent and could do whatever we wanted in this world, just like you. But after making a series of serious and irreparable mistakes, we realized that this world is very fragile, so fragile that it will break into pieces if you squeeze it hard.

My child, I know you are very eager to change the world, but believe me, this will cause you heavy losses. Sometimes, if you walk slowly, you can often gain more beautiful things. "

Mike wanted to laugh.

Even at this point, the other party was still lecturing him.

Chuckling and shaking his head, Mike raised his right hand, and a cluster of cursed flames that seemed real and illusory suddenly appeared.

Mike stretched his right hand forward so that Dumbledore could see more clearly.

At the same time, under Mike's urging, the malice and ominous aura in the cursed flame gushed out, instantly sweeping the entire office.

Feeling this breath, Dumbledore's brows frowned involuntarily.

Seeing this, the corners of Mike's mouth rose more and more.

"Now, do you still think I'm a kind person?"

Mike said with a smile, then turned his head to look at Phoenix Fox who was attacking him and said:
"Look, even Fox doesn't approve of what you say."

Looking at the quietly burning cursed flame, Dumbledore's eyes were somewhat complicated, but he finally said:
"Mike, there is no good or evil in power, only good and bad people. Just like a knife, does it mean it is a bad knife just because it has been used to kill someone? So, I still stick to my opinion of you, you are a kind person."

Mike shook his head. He felt that the Dumbledore in front of him was already old and confused.

Dumbledore obviously knew that he could not convince Mike, so he sighed and pushed the elder wand towards Mike and said:

"Well, take this wand, and then use it to kill me. This is the last thing I can do for you, and it is also my apology to you."

Hearing this, Mike fell silent.

Looking at the sincere expression on the other person's face, Mike really didn't know what to say.

Dumbledore is a great man. As the headmaster, he gave Mike immense care and help when he was in the most difficult times.

As a Hogwarts student, Mike respected him, appreciated him and loved him.

So he never thought of killing Dumbledore.

Even though Dumbledore had done such terrible things to him and caused him so much torture, he was still unwilling to kill Dumbledore.

If possible, Mike really wanted Dumbledore to live in peace, preferably hundreds or thousands of years like Nick Flamel. In this way, when Mike succeeded and had nothing to do, he could find a sunny afternoon to find Dumbledore and have a good chat.

But he was unwilling to say all this openly. His proud character absolutely did not allow him to be open-hearted to others. In his opinion, this was simply too stupid.

So, Mike was silent for a while before he gasped and said with a vicious expression:
"I won't kill you. Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. Once I kill you, I will become the enemy of the entire Hogwarts, and all those guys who have received your kindness and still remember your kindness will hate me!

Besides, death is not such a terrible thing for you, right? I think compared to death, letting you continue to live as a useless person and slowly rot is the heaviest punishment!"

Dumbledore stared at Mike in a daze, as if he was shocked by Mike's words.

The portraits of past headmasters on the wall all came to life at some point, staring at the two people in the office with extremely cold eyes. Even the portrait of Dumbledore as a fool stopped what he was doing and covered his eyes in horror.

As for the Phoenix Fawkes, it had relaxed its guard at this moment, and a hint of sadness flashed in its eyes as it stared at Dumbledore in a very human way.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

(End of this chapter)