Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 7 Hogwarts Express
"Hey, Harry."

"Oh! Mike!" Harry, who was originally very nervous surrounded by red-haired people, seemed to have found his backbone when he saw Mike. "Why are you here just now? I thought you were already here!"

"Ah... sorry, Harry, that's because there's a black cat in front of me."

Mike spread his hands and shrugged.

Harry was confused. "What? You like cats?"

"That's fine, let's not talk about that for now." Mike didn't care that Harry didn't understand his lateness joke, and looked at the people with red hair. "Wouldn't you like to introduce your new friend?"

"Oh, I forgot. This is the Weasley family. I'm asking them how to get into Nine and Three Quarters Station." Harry realized what was happening. "This is my good friend Mike!"

"Nice to meet you. Thank you very much for taking care of Harry." Mike raised a sunny smile on his face and bowed to the Weasley family.

Perhaps it was because the 11-year-old Mike was so cute bowing that Mrs. Weasley came forward and hugged Mike. "What a cute and polite child." It must be said that Mike's face was still very cute, so he immediately captured Mrs. Weasley's heart.

"Look, mom has a new son." The two tall red-haired boys on the side made funny faces when they saw this. "Yeah, I'm afraid we will fall out of favor in the future!"

Mrs. Weasley turned around and yelled at the boy, "George!"

"You've got the wrong person, mom. This is George! As our mother, you didn't even recognize us. We are so disappointed." The red-haired boy next to him said dissatisfiedly. Then the two of them pushed their luggage and rushed into Platform 9 3/4 with laughter.

"What a bunch of little bastards!" Mrs. Weasley pretended to be very angry, but the smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her. "Okay, Harry, Mike, you guys go in too, the train will leave soon. And you, Ron, take this sandwich I made for you, don't get hungry on the way.

After hearing the noise, the three said goodbye to the Weasley family and rushed into the wall.

Arriving at the Nine and Three Quarters Station for the first time, Harry and Mike were obviously very curious about everything they saw.

Compared to them, Ron was much calmer. At this moment, his attention was all on Harry, and he looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Mike found a lot of "old acquaintances". Neville seemed to be being educated by his grandmother, with a look of grievance on his face.

Malfoy in the distance was saying goodbye to his parents. Their family had a very similar temperament, all exuding a self-righteous air. There was a large circle of open space around them, and everyone was walking around them.

The three of them quickly boarded the train that was about to depart and found an empty compartment to sit down.

Ron, who was sitting down, obviously couldn't control himself anymore, and he mustered up the courage to say, "Are you really Harry Potter?"

Harry pushed back his bangs, showing Ron the lightning-shaped scar.

"Oh my God! I'm actually sitting in the same box with the legendary Harry Potter!" Ron began to chat with Harry.

Looking at the two people chatting enthusiastically, Mike felt that he needed to join in.

"Harry, I've asked around in Diagon Alley these past few days, and I've heard about your situation. I have to say that the situation may not be as optimistic as we thought."

Mike said, pretending to be serious.

"Since you defeated the Dark Lord, many people who used to follow him are very dissatisfied with you, especially those pure-blood nobles."

Mike began to instill his own ideas into Harry, thinking that a simple-minded kid like Harry was the easiest to brainwash. If Dumbledore could do it, then Mike could do it too.

"That's right Harry, none of those so-called nobles are good, especially those in Slytherin, who are full of little Death Eaters!" Ron, who was standing aside, immediately agreed and echoed what Mike said.

Mike looked at it with some amusement. Ron himself was from one of the 28 pure-blood families, yet he was so skilled in speaking ill of the pure-blood nobles. No wonder the Weasley family was called pure-blood traitors.

Harry was obviously intimidated by the two men and hurriedly began to ask them questions about the wizarding world.

As the topic deepened, Ron also became warmer to Mike, and when a snack seller came in, Harry bought a bunch of snacks for everyone.

As the three of them were eating snacks and chatting, Neville, a man with a big round face, walked in.

"I'm sorry, have you seen my toad?" Neville said with tears in his eyes.

Harry and Ron shook their heads.

"I lost it again. It must hate me! It always tries to run away from me!"

"He will come back." Mike rushed forward to comfort him. Neville Longbottom was also a member of the Longbottom family, one of the few pure-blood families that favor Muggles, so it was necessary to make friends with him. "How about this, I'll go with you to look for him."

"Really? But forget it. I don't want to trouble you. Thank you."

It can be seen that Neville is an inferior and autistic child.

"It's decided, let's go." Mike knew he needed to be direct and tough when facing such a child, so he led Neville out of the box. "Harry, you and Ron don't have to come, we need someone to look after our luggage."

Hearing the voice, Harry, who had originally wanted to go forward to help, sat down again.

Mike led Neville through one compartment after another. During the journey, Mike kept asking questions to the people in the compartment, while Neville lowered his head and just followed Mike. When Mike opened the last compartment of the first grade, a girl with thick hair appeared in front of him. It was Hermione Granger, one of the three saviors.

Looking at the girl with buck teeth in front of him, Mike couldn't help but smile as if his plan had succeeded.

All of this was Mike's plan. First, he instilled in the savior the idea that pure-blood nobles were bad people, and then left the savior trio and Neville with the impression that he was helpful and capable.

"Have you seen Neville's toad?" Mike said to Hermione with a smile, his face was frozen all the way.

"What kind of toad is that? Does anyone really keep a toad as a pet? I mean, don't you think they're disgusting? You're freshmen at Hogwarts too!" Hermione peppered the air with questions.

"Rifle has the bloodline of the invisible leopard. Let's just forget it. We can't find it. It will show up by itself soon, right?" Neville raised his head and forced a smile at Mike, but he couldn't help but let his tears flow. "Thank you so much for accompanying me to look for it for so long, Mike."

"It's okay, Neville. You said before that Laifu often disappears for a while and then suddenly appears again?"

"Yes."

"Then it's not a big problem, Neville. Laifu is playing with you. It's obvious that he likes you very much, otherwise he wouldn't have come back by himself after running away." Mike comforted Neville. "We'll look for him one more time. If nothing works, we'll ask the teacher to help us find him when we get to school."

Neville lowered his head to hide the tears that welled up in his eyes, and kept thanking him in an inaudible voice.

"Okay ma'am, sorry to bother you, but we have to go look for Neville's toad."

"Wait! I'm coming too. By the way, do you know magic? I tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they worked. No one in my family knows magic, so when I got the acceptance letter, I was shocked, but also very happy, because, I mean, as far as I know, this is the best magic school, and I know all the textbooks by heart, of course, I just hope it works."

Mike was probably the first person of the same age that Miss Granger had met along the way. When she saw him leaving, she immediately followed him. As for Neville, he had long been ignored by her.

Hermione kept talking all the way, and she was still not satisfied until the three of them returned to Harry's box. Mike stretched out his hand to signal her to shut up.

Because at this time, the door of Harry's box was blocked by two tall young men.

"I think I can tell who is an outlier myself."

When Mike squeezed into the box between the two of them, he heard Harry speak coldly to Malfoy.

"What happened?"

"Mike!"

"Mike! He's Draco Malfoy! His whole family are Death Eaters!"

The two saw Mike and rushed to talk.

"Ah! Red hair, ragged clothes, I think you must be a Weasley. I don't think anything on your body is new, after all, your father's pitiful salary can't support you at all. I heard that your mother even has to go out to sell snacks to supplement the family income, is it true, Weasley!"

Draco's face flushed red as he stared at Ron.

Seeing this, Mike stepped forward and grabbed Draco by the collar, looking down at him.

"You wanna fight, kid? Huh? You wanna let me punch you in that pretty face? I swear I'll beat you up so bad even your mother won't recognize you!"

Michael had killed many people in his past and present lives. Draco felt as if he was facing a tiger when he was stared at by his murderous eyes.

Goyle and Crabbe wanted to help, but were held back by the trembling Neville.

Not long after, Draco broke out in a cold sweat. After struggling to break free from Mike's restraints, he used trembling hands to adjust his collar to hide his embarrassment.

"Just wait! My father is the governor of Hogwarts! I want him to expel all of you!"

Draco left a harsh word and quickly left with Goyle and Crabbe. Even after walking a long distance, one could still hear him scolding the two.

I coded this chapter using my mobile phone when I was working the night shift. There may be some problems in the details. I welcome your suggestions.

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