Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Mike didn't want to drink the dirty wine, but Harry and Ron drank it quite happily.

Watching them pick up the dusty wine bottles and pour them into their mouths without wiping them, Mike felt like his stomach was churning.

But this is normal. The wizarding world of China and the Muggle world have a limited drinking order. In other words, even butterbeer, which is more of a wine than a drink, these future people in Hogwarts

Adult wizards usually can't drink, that's why Harry and Ron are so impatient.

"Ha! Burp! It tastes so good!"

Harry drank almost half the bottle, then burped, with a circle of yellow foam still on his mouth.

When Ron next to him saw this, he also put down his bottle, raised his eyebrows and looked at the bar longingly, and murmured:

"Am I right? We can order whatever we want here. I dare say that guy will sell us everything, he doesn't care about so much. I've always wanted to try Firewhiskey..."

Before Ron could finish his words, Hermione on the side leaned forward and said word by word:

"You're a prefect!"

"That's right, Ron, you are a prefect now!" George ran over with a glass of butterbeer in his hand and said, "But you have to lead by example!"

After saying this, George and Fred looked at each other and then laughed out loud.

"Hasn't your person arrived yet?" Mike frowned and looked at Hermione, "Isn't the appointed time coming soon?"

"They will be here soon, I dare..."

As soon as Hermione finished speaking, the door of the tavern opened, and a thick, dusty sunlight split the room in two. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared again, but was blocked by a large group of people pouring in.

The first person who appeared in front of Mike was Neville, a man and a woman, two people whom Mike didn't know, followed closely by Parvati and Padma, as well as his old acquaintance Qiu Chang and her group of chattering people.

Then came Luna, who was alone and in a daze, and several students whom Mike looked familiar but couldn't name.

The Pig's Head Bar was not big to begin with. Just now Mike brought a large group of people, and now Harry called a large group of people. Now the entire Pig's Head Bar was almost packed, and many people couldn't even find a place to sit.

No.

The few guests in the bar who were dressed strangely and covered their heads and faces probably didn't adapt to this noisy environment. Many of them left the bar without even having time to drink. In the end, there was only one left who was covered in gray clothes.

The guy with the dirty bandage didn't leave. He seemed to be very curious about the sudden appearance of so many people in the bar.

Aberforth saw this scene, and the thin muscles on his face kept twitching, as if he was forcibly suppressing his anger.

"Huh, there are quite a lot of people."

Mike sighed, while Hermione next to him said with an embarrassed look:

"Um, I hope you won't be angry."

"Why should I be angry?" Mike said, "Is it because you brought too many people? Please, I couldn't ask for more!"

After saying that, Mike opened his arms and faced everyone.

"Everyone, I really didn't expect to meet you here! Are you okay?"

Neville and others who had just come in and were looking around all said yes. Among them, the best friends brought by Qiu Zhang were holding on to Mike's arms like crazy, making Qiu Zhang next to him look embarrassed.

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"Sorry, Mike." Qiu Zhang said, "They are your big fans and they are so excited to see you!"

"It's okay, Qiu. How could I blame such beautiful ladies? Are you right?"

Mike's words made Qiu Zhang's group of girlfriends laugh, and the hands holding Mike's arms tightened.

Then George and Fred, together with Li Jordan, who arrived later, distributed the extra butterbeer, and everyone immediately found their seats and sat down.

It was only then that Mike said to Qiu Zhang seriously:

"Qiu, I have to say that your choice is the right one. I promised Cedric to take care of you, and this time is an important step in improving your ability to protect yourself!"

"I...I don't quite understand what you are talking about." Qiu Zhang was a little at a loss, "The reason why I came here is just because they said that you and Harry have something to say to us."

As soon as Qiu Zhang finished speaking, Neville and others beside him also echoed his words. Seeing this, Mike turned to look at Hermione.

"Well, maybe I didn't explain it clearly at the time." Hermione explained, "But it's not too late for you to explain now, hahaha."

Hearing this, Mike withdrew his gaze. To be honest, the Pig Head Bar is actually not a good place to chat about private matters. Although there are relatively few people here, it is a bar after all, so there are still people listening.

For example, the mysterious man covered in gray bandages and Aberforth at the bar were both paying close attention to the conversations of several people.

But to be honest, Mike didn't mind them eavesdropping, because it wouldn't be a big deal even if this matter spread. After all, the initiator of this event was Dumbledore's beloved Harry Potter. I believe Dumbledore was

Now that I know this, I can't say anything idle.

And it would be better if Umbridge knew about this and investigated their obstruction. Mike was worried that what Umbridge, the villain, did was not bad enough to fully unite the organization.

With this in mind, Mike looked around, and when he saw everyone was looking at him, he slowly stood up and said:

"Everyone, I believe you are now very familiar with Professor Umbridge. This Defense Against the Dark Arts professor from the Ministry of Magic is different from the professors we have met in the past. She thinks that we are not suitable.

There is no need to master the practical Defense Against the Dark Arts, so her courses have become boring purely theoretical courses. I personally think this is wrong, and our world is far from reaching that level of safety.

Last year, Dumbledore announced the news that the mysterious man had returned, and I believed it because Harry and I were at the scene and witnessed the resurrection of the mysterious man with our own eyes."

Having said this, everyone in the Pig Head Bar started whispering. Aberforth at the bar was wiping a wine glass, but it could be seen from his slightly trembling hands that he was not very calm at the moment.

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"Okay, I know there are many people who are skeptical about this news, because the Ministry of Magic has been promoting that the mysterious man has not returned. Here, I don't want to discuss the authenticity of this news with you, because time will tell everything!

"Mike continued, "But even if the mysterious man is not resurrected, I don't think we will need to learn the Defense Against the Dark Arts skills used, because there are still many other dangers in the world outside school, such as those in Knockturn Alley.

Dark wizards, and those infected with the werewolf virus who specialize in retaliating against society. So we still need to master those practical black magic defense techniques!

But Umbridge obviously doesn't think so at the moment, so in order to allow everyone to have sufficient self-protection ability, and also to allow everyone to face the next various exams with more confidence, Harry and I discussed it

, decided to launch a cram school to teach everyone the defense against dark arts required for actual combat!"

After finishing speaking, the entire Pig Head Bar fell into an eerie silence.

The students invited by Hermione looked at each other with surprise written on their faces.

"Can...can I also participate?" In the midst of the silence, Neville raised his hand tremblingly, lowered his head and said, "After all, I can..."

"Of course, Neville. Everyone is welcome!"

An embarrassed expression appeared on Neville's face, and the expressions on the faces of the people around him also changed from surprise to surprise. Finally, they shouted "I want to participate too!" like Neville, and then they all turned to Mike.

squeeze.

Seeing this, Hermione finally showed a smile on her face. She had actually expected the scene in front of her.

After all, Mike's influence within Hogwarts is not limited. Champion of the Duel Competition, Champion of the Triwizard Tournament, these titles have long equated the name Mike with the word powerful.

I believe that not many people would refuse the personal teachings of such a powerful man.

Thinking of this, Hermione quickly took out a piece of parchment and said:

"Don't worry, if an individual wants to participate in this event, he must sign his name. This will make it easier for us to know who has come. It should be noted that as long as you sign your name,

It means that you know the specific content of this activity and promise not to reveal it to Umbridge and others. If you can't do that, it's best not to sign."

Mike's eyes changed slightly.

Judging from what he sensed, this parchment should have been attached with a rather troublesome contract magic. Hermione seemed to be explaining it to everyone just now, but in fact she was setting conditions for the contract magic.

If anyone who signs this violates the previously established contract, the magic above will be triggered, causing the betrayer to be punished by a curse.

Mike couldn't tell the specific effects of this curse, but there was no doubt that any curse would be extremely difficult to remove.

After thinking about it carefully, Mike did not point out the meaning of the principle, but just let Hermione do what she did.

Many people present showed dissatisfaction after hearing that they had to sign. However, since most people present did not usually have access to this kind of contract magic, few people thought much about it.

Even Neville Longbottom, who was born in the holy pure-blood family, signed his name on the parchment after a little hesitation.

It wasn't until everyone signed their names that Hermione put it away and said to everyone with a smile:

"Okay, then today's activities are over. We will notify everyone of the official date and location of the class later."

The environment in the Pig's Head Bar was not tolerable to everyone, so after Hermione announced the disbandment, most people left the bar quickly. Among them, Qiu Zhang and her best friends were the fastest - this kind of little girl

What they couldn't stand the most was the mess. If it weren't for Mike, they probably wouldn't even be able to get in.

George Fred and others stayed in the bar. The only reason for these people to stay was the wine. It seemed that they would not return until they were drunk today.

Mike had no intention of stopping this, and Umbridge's injury was probably going to heal soon, which meant that George and Fred's good days were coming to an end.

At this moment Mike didn't want to interrupt their last festivities.

But what is surprising is that Harry and Ron seemed to want to stay, but unfortunately with Hermione's presence, their wish to drink firewhiskey was not realized in the end.

"Mike, have you found the place where the class is held?"

As if to divert attention, Harry, who was being dragged along by Hermione to go shopping, suddenly raised his head and asked.

"It has been prepared for a long time. You don't have to worry about this." Mike nodded, "The location is on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, opposite where the troll club beats the stupid Barnabas. When the time comes, let those people directly

Just go there.”

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

"I've been there, but there doesn't seem to be a classroom there?"

"That's the Room of Requirement."

Mike whispered, and Hermione next to him stopped picking a quill when he heard the words. Σ(っ°Д°;)っ said in surprise: "Did I hear that right? You are talking about the one with the ball.

Bing room?”

"Yes, it's the one you were thinking of." Mike spread his hands, "I discovered it by chance. It should be the best place to take classes."

"That's right! That place is definitely the most suitable place to use as a secret base!"

Looking at the excited Hermione, the confusion on Harry and Ron's faces became even more intense.

"What are you talking about? What is the Room of Requirement?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Hermione's face and she explained:

"I'm really impressed with you. If you have read "Hogwarts: A History of the School" carefully, you should know that this is a legendary room that can give you almost anything you want.

(A look of surprise appeared on Ron's face) Of course, I think it still has some limitations, for example, it shouldn't be able to change into gold or something."

The expression on Ron's face became disappointed again.

"Just be satisfied!" Hermione put her hands on her hips, "That room is very hidden, and it can also produce many teaching tools I need. It's perfect for use as a hidden classroom."

Ron sighed and said nothing, but it seemed that he was still unhappy about the fact that the Room of Requirement couldn't turn into gold.

"If you're short of money, why don't you go find George and Fred? They're rich now, and you're still brothers."

As if he had heard some shocking news, Ron's eyes widened and he stared at Mike in disbelief and said:

"You actually expect George and Fred to give me pocket money? They don't even want to buy me a glass of firewhiskey! Oh! You may not have seen it just now, but I'll show you again."

Then Ron adjusted his clothes and acted out George and Fred in an extremely artificial manner.

Ron's performance was subtle, and Mike, Harry and others suddenly started laughing.