Harry Potter Raven's Claw

The next day, when the golden sunshine filled the dormitory, Mike finally woke up after fighting until midnight.

Turning his head and looking at the clock on the wall, Mike realized that it was already noon.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Boys and girls are always greedy and uncontrolled about certain things. Although Mike is not essentially a boy, he is still very excited to return to his young body.

After carefully pulling his arms out from under Penello's neck and covering her with the quilt again to cover up the snow-white hair exposed in the air, Mike got out of bed.

Stretching out and listening to the crackling sounds coming from the joints of his body, Mike nodded with satisfaction.

This means that his body has not been affected by physical training and is still growing.

I went out to wash up, took two lunches and returned to the dormitory.

Penello had also woken up by this time, but her movements at the moment were a little strange.

I saw that she was still naked, but she sat up, letting her fair back be exposed, and opened the quilt to look inside carefully.

The sound of Mike opening the door startled her. She screamed and hid under the quilt. After a while, she poked her head out and looked at Mike, and said in a crying voice:

"What should I do? I feel like it has even changed its shape!"

Hearing this, Mike burst into laughter.

"You still laugh! This is all your fault! You still have the nerve to smile!"

Penello said angrily, turned around and covered his head with the quilt.

"Maybe it's because of swelling. After all, there were too many times last night. But it doesn't matter. It will be fine after a while." Mike put down his lunch, sat by the bed and comforted him, "Get dressed quickly and get up. I'll bring it to you."

Had lunch.”

"You didn't lie to me?"

A muffled voice came from the quilt, Mike laughed and swore, and then Penello poked his head out of the quilt again.

But she obviously had no intention of getting up. She pouted her little mouth and said cutely:

"Feed me!"

Mike shook his head helplessly. He really wanted Penelo to get up and brush his teeth before eating, but he also knew very well that Penelo was just a docile donkey now, so he took out his wand and used Qing Quan Ru Shui.

He Jiexin carefully helped Penello finish washing up, and finally picked up the beef cut into small pieces and started eating.

Penello's face was filled with happiness, and she thoroughly enjoyed the time being taken care of by Mike.

Mike on the other side is not averse to doing this. Penelo usually gives the impression of being an almost omnipotent strong woman. A rare temper tantrum like this is not only not annoying, but even quite

cute.

The two of them were chatting and laughing as they ate, you fed me, I fed you. Lang Qingconcubine was so content that she didn't even notice the passage of time, and they actually had lunch until dusk.

It was only then that Penello reluctantly left Mike's dormitory.

If possible, she wanted to stay a few more nights, but Mike refused her on the grounds that Penello's body needed recuperation, which moved Penello very much.

And when Penello told several of her roommates and best friends about this, the eyes of those girls looked at Penello full of envy and jealousy.

They also have boyfriends, and they often have in-depth communications with their boyfriends. After all, in Hogwarts, girls can enter the boys' dormitory at will, while boys can never enter the girls' dormitory.

This regulation has been well received. Europeans and Americans already develop early and are very open-minded about this aspect. It is extremely normal for boys and girls aged sixteen or seventeen to have needs.

The Ministry of Magic is also happy to see this happen. After all, the population of wizards is still too small today, and they are eager to hope that the younger generation can have more children.

An unmarried spinster like Professor McGonagall is simply a heinous existence in the eyes of politicians like them!

Penello looked at the envious and jealous expressions of his girlfriends around him, and felt secretly proud in his heart.

According to her understanding, the boyfriends of these girlfriends are simply childish. When they do that, they don't care about your body or how you feel, they only care about your own comfort.

Compared to Mike, it’s like nothing!

Just when Penello was feeling proud, Mike came to the secret realm of Freemasonry.

He has not forgotten about Victor. He had ignored his situation before because of other things. Now when he has time, he naturally wants to check it out to prevent Victor from going astray and conducting some dangerous experiments.

However, Mike's action was still a little late. When he pushed open the door of Victor's alchemy laboratory, he was immediately stunned.

The decoration in the laboratory is not much different from the last time Mike came. There are still a large number of alchemy prostheses scattered on the ground, and the experimental table is also filled with a lot of garbage.

But the owner of the laboratory has undergone a big change!

I saw that Victor's short golden hair had been shaved bald, and his left eye had changed from the originally agile naked eye to a relatively dull alchemy eye. His right hand and legs had disappeared, replaced by a pure white eye.

It has a mechanical arm and a pair of mechanical legs that look like monkeys, with long and spread fingers.

"President, what kind of wind brought you here today?"

Victor said without looking back.

"You...how did you get yourself into this state!?"

"I think this looks pretty good." Victor finally put down the work at hand and turned around and said, "I can see microorganisms now without the help of magic or other tools. This is because of this magic eye. Of course.

, this magic eye is only a semi-finished product, not as good as Moody's magic eye. Ah! The level of his magic eye is so high, I think it may take me several years to reproduce it perfectly. However,

President, if you can steal Moody's magic eye and let me study it, this time can be greatly shortened!"

Victor became more and more excited as he spoke, but when he finally finished speaking, he calmed down and looked at Mike expectantly.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Well, I guess that's the case. Moody has the help of the magic eye. Unless he is killed, it will be too difficult to steal things from him." Victor's tone became a little disappointed, but then changed again.

He became excited, "But this one doesn't matter, as long as you give me time, I will be able to make a better one one day!"

Mike didn't choose to talk, his face was gloomy and scary, and his eyes kept glancing back and forth on Victor's mechanical legs.

Victor also noticed Mike's eyes. He chuckled lightly and quickly raised one of the mechanical legs and placed it on the workbench.

Then a surprising scene happened. The robot leg like a monkey's paw flexibly grabbed the quill and began to write on the parchment smoothly.

"You see, it's very flexible! Thanks to them, I can now handle a lot of work at the same time!" Victor snapped his fingers with the robotic arm happily, and the crisp metal collision sound made Mike's face darken.

"Is it worth it?" Mike asked with a sigh.

"Of course it's worth it!" Victor said without hesitation, "You don't have to feel sad for me, I did all this voluntarily, and I did the surgery on myself. In my opinion, this is a glorious evolution! You

Although the role of these machines is still relatively small now, I believe that as my research deepens, these machines will explode with power that shocks the world! By then, my name will surely be recorded in history!"

Looking at the enthusiastic Victor in front of him, Mike shook his head and said:

"You've gone crazy."

Hearing this, Victor's eyes dimmed suddenly. He knew that if Mike cut off his research funding, then his research would have to be terminated.

"But I'm not going to stop you."

As soon as these words came out, Victor's intact eye burst out with light. He looked at Mike in surprise, a little unsure whether he heard it correctly just now.

"I'm serious, I'm not going to stop you." Mike continued, "As I promised each of you when you joined the Masons, every member of the Freemasonry is equal to each other.

existence. No one can point fingers at you as long as you do not harm the interests of other members.

To be honest, I don't think highly of you because the path you are going to take is too difficult.

If you are willing to try, as your president, I am still willing to invest in you for a while. After all, although your ideal seems crazy and unrealistic, great people always take the unconventional path, no

?"

"Yes! You...you mean it! President!"

Victor choked, and tears flowed from his intact eye. However, the prosthetic eye on the other side was still dull, and even the muscles around the eye were stiff and motionless.

This makes him look very funny and pitiful now.

"Don't be too happy!" Mike raised his voice and said seriously, "My investment is not without conditions. You and I must make an agreement!"

"You tell me, no matter what the conditions are, I will agree!"

"Well, first of all, you can't conduct human experiments at will, especially experiments on yourself. Those messy machines must be perfected before you can install them on yourself, and Benjamin and Soraka must perform every operation.

Be present!" Mike stretched out his fingers and counted, "Secondly, you must disguise yourself well and not let others discover anything unusual about you."

Victor's throat squirmed. The second thing Mike said was easier to say. After all, he also had realistic limbs, and others wouldn't be able to detect any abnormalities if they didn't observe carefully.

But the first condition is quite harsh. Researching alchemical prostheses was originally a matter that required practice. Now that Mike has placed such great restrictions on his experiments, his research speed is bound to slow down.

But Victor also understood that he had no room to refuse now, so he could only grit his teeth and said:

"I agree! Please tell me the last condition."

"The last condition, I hope you can be kinder to yourself." Mike said with a smile, "Seriously Victor, don't have such extreme ideas. There is still a lot of fun in being a human being. I hope you don't turn yourself into a complete robot.

, you must preserve the senses of taste, touch, and, of course, fertility. You know what I’m referring to, right? That’s really cool! If you don’t believe it, you can try it!”

"Okay...ok."

Victor responded dully, he never expected that Mike's final condition would be this!

"Okay, it's getting late, so I'll leave first!"

After that, Mike didn't say much, directly pressed the Masonic gold coin and returned to Hogwarts.

After he disappeared for a long time, Victor woke up from his sluggish state. He looked at the place where Mike was standing with complicated eyes, and then touched his vital parts.

After a while, he bowed deeply towards the place where Mike disappeared.

…

Mike didn't know anything about Victor's actions. In fact, he was on his way to the kitchen to find food at this moment.

However, along the way he encountered an uninvited guest.

"Oh! Mike! Our dragon-slaying warrior! I'm so lucky to meet you here!"

Chris shouted excitedly, and a large number of Slytherins gathered around him.

Mike frowned because he found Crabbe and Goyle, two of Draco's silly followers, among the group of Slytherins. At this moment, they were standing next to Chris with silly smiles just like they always did to Draco.

Behind them, they looked like they were Chris' followers.

What's even more suspicious is that there is no figure of Drake among the visitors.

"Hello, Chris." After saying hello to Chris, Mike changed the subject and asked, "Where are you going? And, where is Malfoy?"

Mike's last words were addressed to Gower, and Gower who was asked scratched his head and said awkwardly:

"I have no idea."

"You don't know? Aren't you two Malfoy's followers?"

Hearing this, the embarrassment on Gore's face became even stronger, and he stood there scratching the back of his head.

"Obviously! Goyle and Crabbe have woken up! Now they finally see clearly what kind of person they should be friends with, and that person is definitely not Malfoy." Chris said confidently.

"So, the two of them are your followers now?"

"Please be careful with your words, Mr. Townley." Chris said, pretending to be angry, "Goyle and Crabbe are my friends, and the relationship between us is equal!"

As soon as this was said, the Slytherins behind Chris all spoke in agreement, and the person involved, Goyle, clenched his fists in excitement.

Mike did not choose to continue arguing with them about this issue. He gave Chris a meaningful look and continued to walk forward without paying any attention to the Slytherins in front of him who blocked the entire passage.

His indifferent attitude made the Slytherins very dissatisfied. They clamored to teach Mike a lesson, but no one actually took action.

On the contrary, when Mike walked in front of them, they would always consciously shut up and make way for him.

"Ah!"

Passing through the crowd domineeringly, Mike laughed disdainfully.

Hearing this sound, some people immediately couldn't help it anymore.

"Chris, Mike is so arrogant! Do you want to teach him a lesson? I promise as soon as you say something..."

Listening to the voices of everyone in front of him rushing to show their courtesy, Chris' eyes were always on Mike.

And as Mike's back gradually disappeared, a smile of unknown meaning also appeared on Chris's face.

Seeing this, the Slytherins around him all stopped talking. They were very familiar with Chris. Whenever that smile appeared on his face, it meant someone was going to be unlucky!