Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Professor Slughorn's eyes became wider and wider. His bright and exaggerated blue eyes and his snow-white beard trembling from his overly shock made him look even more funny.

"Merlin, are you still a member of Raven Claw? As far as I know, it is a semi-closed private social organization. It is not acceptable to join anyone except for a very few outstanding people."

"Yes, the Raven Claw Mark is indeed quite closed. I also had to join through Professor Fleevy's recommendation. By the way, you should know Professor Fleevy, right?"

"You mean Philius? Of course, he was already a professor of spell lessons at Hogwarts before I retired..." Slughorn paused for a moment, observed Mike's expression before continuing, "I have to say that he is the best spell lesson professor I have ever seen. His big head is full of countless knowledge and love for students!"

"Is that true? I think so too! Professor Flevy's status in my heart is no less than that of Principal Dumbledore, and even more so. They are all great wizards!"

Mike smiled happily. Although he didn't know if what Slughorn said was the truth, it didn't matter. As long as someone said Professor Flevy's good words, he would be very happy.

Professor Slughorn obviously noticed this and tried his best to compliment Professor Flewy, which made Mike laugh. When the students around him saw the two of them having a good conversation, they finally started to communicate. The atmosphere at the scene was gradually becoming hot.

"Mike, come and try my craft. I don't rely on any magic power, and rely entirely on handicrafts. I believe that only in this way can I make the most precious dishes. As for those foods made by magic, I think it's like products made on assembly lines, dry and tasteless."

Slughorn said as he pushed a lunch box in front of Mike. A crispy roasted quail was still steaming, decorated with many green leafy vegetables, and even a red cherry was stuffed into the bird's beak.

Mike looked at it for a while before finally stretching out his knife and fork.

Cut a piece of crispy skin with a little fat and lean meat on the quail and put it in your mouth.

"Well, your craft is pretty good."

After saying that, Mike put down the knife and fork and no intention of trying it out again.

This behavior is actually a bit rude, but Professor Slughorn not only did not get angry, but nodded with satisfaction.

He knew very well that his cooking skills were not considered unpalatable, but that was quite different from the top chef. If Mike was really a noble person who never tires of eating, then his rash behavior of handing the other party with inferior food was considered rude.

Thinking of this, Slughorn's smile became even brighter. He had even begun to wonder if Mike was born in a noble family in Muggle society. Otherwise, why would he see at a glance that the best part of the roasted quail was that layer of crispy skin?

Just as Slughorn was thinking about it, Shuke finally came back.

He bowed to Mike, and then directed the dishes he brought to the dining table, which contained a large amount of delicacies, most of which were meat. Just looking at the number, some people even wondered if Shuke had roasted a beef directly!

Seeing this, the boys around all cheered. For young people of this age, meat is their favorite.

Fortunately, they all maintained the most basic education and expressed their gratitude to Mike before they started to eat voraciously.

"Don't be polite, don't be polite to me, eat quickly."

Mike said with a smile, and he also took a piece of steak and started eating.

Seeing this, Slughorn's face was a little confused, because although these tableware looked very expensive, the barbecue contained in it was just ordinary muggles and beefs, which were really not precious.

This is obviously inconsistent with Mike's previous identity.

"Professor Slughorn, you can try it too. Shuk's barbecue is really good. I've fallen in love with this taste crazy recently."

"Okay, okay..." Slughorn cut the steak after hearing this, "By the way, Mike, you said just now that you have a company, right?"

After swallowing the steak in his mouth completely, Mike said:

"That's right, it should be a group to be precise. Perhaps you have heard of it, and the name is Los Santo."

"Los Santo Group?" Slughorn looked shocked, "You mean Los Santo Group?"

"Yes, that's what I created."

Upon hearing this, Slughorn swallowed.

After so many years of development, the tentacles of the Los Santo Group have almost extended to all walks of life in the wizarding world of Yingguo. It is so famous that even an old man like Slughorn, who was almost in seclusion before, has heard of one or two.

But the reason why Slughorn really remembers this name is because the Los Santo Group recently began to sell a special potion auxiliary liquid called Los Santo Magic Liquid.

Although the name has changed, Slughorn easily recognized its true identity with his own experience - Avery Magic Liquid!

This should have been a monopoly product exclusively operated by the Avery family, but now it appears in the product window of Los Santo Group.

Thinking about the recent close of all the stores of the Avery family, and even all the people in the family settlements disappeared, Slughorn suddenly had a big guess.

"Well, Mike, as far as I know, your Los Santo Group is selling a product called Los Santo Magic Liquid recently?"

"Yes, professor. That's a potion auxiliary liquid. I can give you some if you need it."

"I don't mean that. What I want to ask is that this Los Sandu magic liquid seems to be with Avery..."

Professor Slughorn's words came to an abrupt end, because he was frightened to find that the boy opposite him, who was originally full of spring, had his expression become extremely terrifying after hearing the name of the Avery family. His eyes with strange smiles stared at him, forcing him to stop talking.

"Avery family, hehehe." Mike smiled and approached Professor Slughorn and said softly, "I advise you not to inquire about the Avery family anymore. After all, it is already a thing of the past and they will never appear, Professor."

"I...I understand."

Professor Slughorn's hand holding the fork trembled slightly, but his face was very normal.

Then the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward. Mike no longer had the interest in continuing to talk with Slughorn, and ate the steak quickly and gracefully alone.

Slughorn sat there with an awkward look on his face. He seemed to want to go and continue chatting with others, but he was afraid that Mike would feel rude, so he was a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, a noise broke out in the crowd next to him. Mike and Slughornzie looked up and saw Harry, Neville and Ginny being surrounded by others.

"Savior Star? Do you think this name sounds very good? Harry, the thief?"

I don’t know who said this in the crowd, and then everyone burst into laughter.

Faced with this ridicule, Harry's face was already red and almost caught up with Ginny's hair. He roared with panting:

"This is not my fault! It's the group of people from the Prophet Daily..."

"Ahhh! It's this kind of rhetoric again, Harry Potter! The first thing you think of every time you encounter something is to clear your responsibility. Can't you stand up straight? The Savior Star?"

The noise around us became even louder, and everyone called out the four words "Savior Star" over and over again, with extremely exaggerated expressions and tone, which was annoying.

Harry lowered his head, his fists tightly clamped together.

This made the crowd around even more excited. A senior Ravenclaw jumped out and grabbed Mike's collar and said:

"Ahhh! The Savior Star is angry! Let's see, what are your abilities?"

Hearing this, the people around him also agreed, but Harry did not move at all. He knew that he would not have any good results when he tried to do it here.

But his failure to act does not mean that others will not help him.

Just as there was a burst of ridicule, a large group of bats suddenly appeared and rushed towards the people surrounding Harry.

The wingspan of these bats exceeded one meter. The appearance of this super-large bat group suddenly made the scene chaotic. Everyone was waving their arms and wands to drive away the bats, but the bats were not afraid at all and bravely rushed forward to kill the wizards and disarm them.

Mike looked at this scene in amazement, not knowing what to say.

He had just seen Ginny lifting her wand and summoning these fierce bats. This behavior really couldn't make Mike think of her with the kind and cute little girl she had before.

"How is it, Mike? This little girl's level is pretty good, right? I think people's level is very accurate. She is definitely a talented person and will definitely achieve something in the future." Professor Slughorn said with a smile, "But now is not the time to talk about this, I have to stop this farce."

After saying that, Professor Slughorn stood up, first he dissuaded a few words loudly, and saw that it was ineffective, he waved his wand.

"Separate left and right!"

Accompanied by Slughorn's chanting, a gray light that was almost transparent was shrouded on everyone.

However, the next scene was extremely embarrassing.

The light gray light had just fallen. Emma and others, who were originally in chaos, suddenly gathered together after a while of adjustment. Then a layer of protective shields flourished, bounced out all around the bats and even Slughorn's left and right separation spells!

Mike raised his eyebrows. He was very familiar with this tactical formation. It was a simple version of the combat formation he handed over to the DA Army and the Mutual Aid Association. After the night attack on the Ministry of Magic, this formation spread throughout Hogwarts. Unexpectedly, the people in front of him could use it so well.

However, this is not over yet. After all the protection was launched to disperse the bat, Emma and others glared at Harry, Ginny and others. Their original purpose was to encourage Harry to attack them, and then wait for others to take action to teach the other party a lesson. But they really didn't expect Harry's attack to be so fast that they could directly make a big ugly!

In a rage, everyone ignored Slughorn's previous obstacles and raised their wands one by one, and began to shoot various evil curses at Harry!

Harry and Professor Slughorn on the other side could hardly believe their eyes. Emma and other people really dared to attack in front of a professor?

‘Weapon curse’, ‘Incisors’, ‘Slug Curse’…

All kinds of mischiefs turned into streams of light and shot straight towards Harry. Ginny's little face had turned pale at this moment. At this moment, she finally realized that she had come over and caused trouble.

She looked at Harry with guilt and worry, but the latter not only did not blame her, but instead blocked her!

"Navi, prepare to guard safely!"

Harry roared and raised his wand, and Neville, who was still in a daze, was also in a hurry to take out the wand when he heard this!

Under the efforts of the two, a faint mist appeared around them. Their magic power was still too little, and they could only build such a low-level safe guard.

But this was enough. Emma did not use too powerful evil curses. The prank spells hit the mist straight and then bounced away.

For a moment, the carriage was filled with evil curses running around, and a weapon that even hit Slughorn straight, knocking away the wand in his hand!

"Damn it, stop me!" Professor Slughorn snarled, "You are the worst class of students you have ever brought. I want to lock all of you in the confinement!"

However, in the face of Slughorn's roar, Emma and others showed a sarcastic smile on their faces.

"If you please contact our dean, Professor Slughorn, but I guess they will not punish us!" Emma shouted excitedly, "You know, this was Harry Potter's first attack on us. We are just a self-defense counterattack!"

As soon as this said, the wizards around Emma laughed out loud!

Slughorn was so angry that he was trembling, but instead of continuing to verbally abuse, he was busy looking for his wand everywhere. As long as he had a wand in his hand, he would definitely be able to subdue these little bastards, and he believed so firmly.

Harry and Neville were not feeling very well at this moment. Emma and others' attacks continued, and the power of the evil curse became stronger and stronger. It was obvious that the other party was a little impatient. If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before he lost!

For a moment, Harry and Neville were a little desperate, while Ginny, behind them, looked at Mike not far away with a look of help.

She knew very well that if anyone could stop this now, then that person must be Mike!