Harry Potter Raven's Claw

In the hall of the Hogwarts Auditorium, Mike walked out of the castle accompanied by Professor Flevy.

Today, Mike obviously dressed up specially, wearing a decent black suit, looking extremely capable.

This suit was specially made by Mike to attend tonight's dinner at Foley Manor.

Originally, Mike was planning to buy a dress in Diagon Alley, but when he actually came to the store that specializes in selling dresses in Diagon Alley, he was stunned.

I saw that almost all the samples placed in the store were ancient British dresses. Women's dresses were pretty, but men's dresses were really hard to look at them. You should know that many men's dresses in ancient British dresses were worn with stockings or high heels.

In desperation, Mike had to go to a suit customization store in London and asked the tailor inside to tailor a black suit for him.

Making a tailor-made suit is a very time-consuming task. Even in the era of extremely advanced modern technology in Mike's previous life, it would take nearly two months.

But Mike doesn't have so much time to wait, and the dinner will be held next week.

Finally, after Mike paid a large amount of overtime pay for the suit customization store, the store manager finally agreed with a smile, but he also asked Mike to come to the store once a day for a try on this week, otherwise the suit he made would probably not fit.

In the end, after going through a lot of hardships, Mike finally put on this suit, and the effect of this suit was also very good. As soon as Mike appeared in the auditorium, he attracted the attention of his classmates. If Professor Flevy was still next to him, he probably had already surrounded him.

"Are you really not going? Professor Flevy." Mike asked, tidied up his cuffs.

"I'd better forget it. You're the representative." Professor Flewy, who was asked, patted Mike's back and took away the dust that didn't exist. "Besides, I prefer Hogwarts' Christmas dinner to those aristocratic dinners. Okay, go quickly, About should be anxious."

When Mike heard this, he stopped persuading him, bent down and gave Professor Flevy a hug and walked out of Hogwarts Castle.

On a clearing in front of the castle, an extended black Lincoln was parked there quietly. There had been a circle of little wizards who chose to stay in school like Mike. This was the first time they saw this luxury car and couldn't help but feel curious.

The driver who was waiting by the car noticed Mike and hurried forward to open the door for Mike. After Mike nodded to him and sat in the car, the driver rubbed his hands and came to the driver's seat.

As soon as Mike entered the car, he found About wearing a black dress sitting upright on the leather chair inside the car.

"Oh, you're so handsome." About greeted, "Are you ready? We'll set off when we're ready."

Mike nodded and agreed, and said with a smile: "Why did you suddenly think of inviting me to the dinner? Isn't that something wrong?"

"You're too worried, I just suddenly want to meet you." About's face showed a strange smile, "but this dinner tonight is indeed a bit special."

"What's the special method?"

About looked at Mike with a strange look and whispered: "Tell you, including the dinner held by our family, the dinners held by various major families during this period are essentially large-scale blind dates, and the purpose is to find suitable spouses for the inheritors of various major families.

You also know that now the entire British wizard noble circle is almost always relatives, and sooner or later, if everyone continues to marry each other, they will be deformed."

"So you need to add fresh blood." Mike's face turned a little dark, "And I am the fresh blood, or one of the fresh blood."

Mike's tone was a bit bad. He originally thought About asked him to attend the dinner because he had something to talk to him in person, but he didn't expect to pull him over and be a stallion.

"No, no! You misunderstood! You are definitely not the so-called fresh blood, but our VIP. This time the fresh blood is actually from some of the wizard families in France." About opposite saw that Mike had misunderstood and hurriedly explained. "You should know that most of the heirs of each wizard family are men. How could you let you be the fresh blood? You can't help them have children."

After About said that, seeing Mike's face turned red, he knew that he had understood what he meant, and then said:

"This time I invited you here just to show your face in the British wizard noble circle. There is no other meaning, so don't think about it anymore.

Of course, if you like a little girl at a banquet, you can also get older but chase after her. Don’t worry about others discriminating against your bloodline, you are a friend of our Foley family.”

When Mike saw About talking about the Fry family, he couldn't help but feel warm and said, "Sorry, I misunderstood you just now."

"What are we talking about? We are living a life-long friendship." About punched Mike in the chest and said with a smile, "Come on, stop talking about this, I'll tell you about my affairs in the Auror army. Brother, I've been promoted after experiencing the last incident and am now the captain of the Auror team..."

Seeing that the two were having a good conversation, the driver started the extended Lincoln and drove out towards Hogwarts.

The road to the outside world of Hogwarts is not easy to walk, especially in this season, almost all roads are covered with a thick layer of snow. The ground under the snow is also bumpy and extremely slippery.

But this black extended version of Lincoln is obviously not an ordinary vehicle, but like the Knight bus that Mike has taken, it is a modified magic-modified car.

However, this car is much more advanced than the dilapidated Knight bus. No matter how bumpy the road is, people sitting in the car cannot feel any trembling in the body.

The lengthened Lincoln turned into a black shadow and rushed out of the range of Hogwarts Castle. Just when Mike thought they were going to drive all the way to Fly Manor, Black Lincoln suddenly slowed down.

"Don't worry, the good show is still coming." About showed confusion when he saw Mike's face and explained to him, "This is a special vehicle for officials from the Ministry of Magic. If he could only drive like the Knight Bus, it would be too useless."

As soon as About finished speaking, the driver sitting in the front row pressed a button, and then the 6-meter-long black Lincoln turned into a twisted ball of light and shadow and disappeared into the wind and snow.

By the time Mike realized, Black Lincoln had already stopped in a manor.