Harry Potter Raven's Claw

Peace in Hogwarts lasted until the day before the Christmas holiday.

In the early morning of the day, the sky was just dawn, and a woman in a black dress and a black veil stood in front of the gate of Hogwarts Castle.

Hogwarts was always shrouded in a cold mist in the early winter morning. The woman seemed to have been waiting in the cold mist for a long time, which caused her to hang dense dewdrops on her body, even on the slightly gray black hair.

The dress on the woman's body was very delicate, but it looked a few years ago. The long skirt that should have been pitch black had become less black at this time, especially the often-moving areas on the joints had even been worn white, and the gauze on her head was even more unbearable. Under the invasion of dew, it had been soaked, and it was lying softly on the woman's head and face, with a little transparent color.

Of course, in addition to women often wearing this dress, it may also be due to improper preservation. After all, the dress is originally made of consumables, especially the veil, which will quickly change color even if it is not used.

Such an old dress obviously does not have much insulation effect. Although the woman has been trying to control it, her not-so-strong body is still shivering in the cold fog.

"Cruff!"

With a grinding sound, the gates of Hogwarts Castle were opened.

Felch walked out with an oil lamp in his hand, hunched over, while Mrs. Loris followed him, looking at the woman standing outside the door curiously.

As soon as she saw Felch, the woman's body trembled a lot less. She raised her head slightly and pointed her nostrils at Felch.

Felch didn't say much, he curled his lips and made a gesture of invitation and said:

"Let's go, Mrs. Kent."

After saying that, Felch walked into the castle without looking back, and the woman called Mrs. Kent was obviously frozen, so although she was not satisfied with Felch's attitude, she still followed the castle.

The two slowly walked through the hall. At this time, many students who were having breakfast had gathered in the auditorium. They looked at the strange combination with curiosity on their faces.

Mrs. Kent instinctively shook her body, trying to shake off the dewdrops on her body. These crystal clear gadgets made her dress, which was not black enough, look even whiter.

Unfortunately, this approach had no effect except to make her already messy hair even more messy. Mrs. Kent, who realized this, lowered her head a little sadly - she felt ashamed!

And with his head down, Mrs. Kent saw a cat with a weird fur sniffing her shoes.

It was a pair of women's flat shoes made of black deer leather, which also turned a little white due to lack of maintenance and a long time. Now there are many brown mud spots splashed on it.

"Are you laughing at me?"

An old voice with anger came out of Mrs. Kent's mouth, and then she kicked Mrs. Loris hard.

However, Mrs. Loris deftly avoided, and Mrs. Kent almost fell on her own.

Just as she was about to continue chasing, Mrs. Loris had already escaped to Filch, and was tilting her head and meowing and talking to Filch with no one understood.

Felch comforted Mrs. Lolis with the dried fish in distress, then turned his head and said angrily:

"You vicious old witch!"

After saying that, Felch turned around and continued to move forward, but the speed became extremely fast.

Mrs. Kent was obviously not easy to bully, so she opened her mouth and started to scold her, but soon realized that it was in Hogwarts. Looking at the students around her, she could only shut up and chase Felch quickly.

Felch was very strong, and under his torn clothes, he was actually full of strong and bloated muscles.

This was what Mike told Mike when she went to the senior bathroom to take a shower a few days ago. She also asked Mike to keep it confidential because it was too embarrassing to peek at Felch's bath. She didn't want to be regarded as a casual girl.

The strong body made Felch very fast, and Mrs. Kent had to run to keep up with her fast walking.

Finally, Felch stopped beside the monster stone statue in front of the principal's office. He read the order to open the passage, and then looked at Mrs. Kent, who was late and panting.

"snort!"

Felch snorted coldly and left without looking back.

Mrs. Kent spat at his back, then took out the mirror and began to organize her makeup.

Unfortunately, the makeup she carefully prepared before departure had already become messy and irreparable, but she was still trying her best to make up for it.

Half an hour later, the monster stone statue hiding beside him could no longer see it, and said helplessly:

"Can you still go in?"

The sudden sound scared Mrs. Kent and almost threw out the small mirror in her hand.

She hurriedly took back the mirror, smiled awkwardly at the monster stone statue, then raised her head and walked into the passage with her head raised.

At this moment, in the principal's office, Dumbledore, Snape, Kingsley and Professor Flevy were sitting in front of a large coffee table that was temporarily placed.

Not far from them, Mike was teasing the Phoenix Fox on the shelf.

They gathered here today to solve a problem. Clark, as the seventh-grade chief of Ravenclaw, was found to be taken away by Mike as an assassin, which was obviously unacceptable to Dumbledore.

He had the same view as Hermione. Even if Clark was really an assassin, he should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic for ruling, rather than being killed by Mike with lynching.

This was a huge blow to his authority. If he was indifferent to this matter, everyone in Hogwarts would be in danger, because Mike could throw false charges on others and execute them at will.

In order to completely solve this problem, Dumbledore not only invited Kingsley, who represented the Ministry of Magic, but also invited Clark's mother.

Of course, this is just an ostensible reason.

In fact, Dumbledore's real purpose was to hit Mike and let him feel the presence of his principal, so as not to make a big splash.

For this purpose, he secretly arranged a special person to protect Mrs. Kent. Otherwise, with Mike's current power, it would be easier for him to make Mrs. Kent disappear silently.

However, my own beating seemed to have no effect on Mike.

Dumbledore thought so as to look at Mike, who was teasing birds as usual.

At the same time, a little doubt arose in his heart. Why can Maike win the favor of Phoenix if he does so many cruel and vicious things?

Mike himself couldn't figure it out, but he didn't delve into this issue, because it was obviously a great thing.

Mike touched the weak feathers raised above Phoenix's head, took out a large piece of white fresh from his pocket and fed it to Phoenix Fox.

He likes this phoenix very much, its ability is really too strong.

"You shouldn't feed it. It's already fat, and its staple food should be flame. If you do this, it will be indigestion. By the way, how is my great-great-grandson doing recently? Have you ever married a wife and gave birth to a child to continue the glory of the Black family?"

A serious and heavy voice came from Mike's head. Mike didn't even have to look at it. It must be the magical portrait of Sirius' great-great-grandfather, the most unpopular principal.

Facing his inquiry, Mike was not interested in answering at all, so he continued to feed Fox.

"You annoying naughty kid, if I were the principal of Hogwarts, I would definitely put you in lockdown!" Principal Black in the portrait said as he suddenly became gloating, "But you don't respect the old man's retribution, you're about to come, right away...hehehe!"

Accompanied by the strange laughter of Black's portrait, the door to the principal's office was opened, and Mrs. Kent walked in with her head held high and her chest held high.

For a moment, Dumbledore and others who were originally sitting on the sofa chair stood up and looked at Mrs. Kent.

"Good morning, Mrs. Kent."

Dumbledore said with a smile, and with a wave of his wand, another sofa chair appeared next to the originally empty coffee table.

However, Mrs. Kent had no intention of sitting. She stepped forward and grabbed Dumbledore's robe, and said with sobs:

"President Dumbledore, where is Clark? Where is Clark?"

A hint of unbearableness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes. He had asked Mike this question, but the other party just smiled.

But this is not important, because based on Dumbledore's understanding of Mike, Clark is likely to be gone.

But out of humanitarianism, Dumbledore did not tell Mrs. Kent about this, but only said that Clark was missing.

Taking a long breath, Dumbledore's eyes swept over Mrs. Kent's wet dress and still trembling body, and said softly:

"You'd better sit down first, we can talk slowly."

As Dumbledore said that, he moved his wand again, and a warm wind blew from Mrs. Kent's footsteps, drying all the clothes on his body.

Mrs. Kent looked at Dumbledore with gratitude, then wiped the corners of her red eyes and sat down.

"I'll introduce you first," said Dumbledore. "This is the dean of Slytherin College, Professor Snape. This is the dean of Ravenclaw College, Professor Fleevy. This is Mr. Kingsley from the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic."

With Dumbledore's introduction, the few people present greeted Mrs. Kent one after another. Mrs. Kent also lost her previous arrogant appearance and replied respectfully.

Finally, Dumbledore finally turned his attention to Mike standing beside Phoenix Fox.

"As for this, he is a student of Ravenclaw College, Mike Tolley. At the same time... he is also the one who took Clark away."

Mrs. Kent looked in the direction Dumbledore pointed, and saw a tall blonde boy half-relying on a shelf where a fiery red bird stood, smiling at him.

In just a moment, Mrs. Kent's expression became ferocious. She suddenly bounced from the sofa chair, waved her thin arms and rushed towards Mike.

"You give my son back!"

Dumbledore, Flewy and others' expressions changed drastically, while Mike had no intention of dodging at all. His right index finger bounced slightly, and a blue magic light attacked the pounced figure!

A hint of surprise flashed in Mrs. Kent's dark brown eyes. She seemed to have never expected Mike to dare to attack her in such a place!

She instinctively wanted to avoid it, but her speed was too fast and it was too late.

At this critical moment, a white light flashed behind Mrs. Kent, and a hazy white light instantly wrapped around her.

"boom!"

A muffled sound came, and Mrs. Kent sat on the ground with one butt, looking at Mike in horror.

A hint of surprise flashed across Mike's face. Snape took action just now.

That cold and bad guy actually protected an old woman who was inseparable from him, which was a bit beyond Mike's expectations.

On the other hand, Dumbledore and Kingsley's faces were extremely gloomy. Mike's behavior just now could no longer be described as bold and arrogant. This was completely treating them as nothing!

Dumbledore was instinctively ready to ask questions, but Professor Flevy yelled before him:

"Mike!"

Mike nodded apologetically to Professor Flevy, then looked at Mrs. Kent, who was sitting on the ground.

"Sorry, Mrs. Kent, I was completely instinctive just now. To be honest, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

After saying that, Mike hooked his hand again, and then the wooden floor under Mrs. Kent's butt began to take root and sprout and lifted up Mrs. Kent. Soon a chair with green leaves appeared.

Mrs. Kent seemed to have not recovered from what had just happened, and he stammered and replied:

“Yes…I’m sorry.”

Then she looked at Snape who had just taken action to help her block the attack. Her mouth opened slightly as if she wanted to say something to thank her, but soon she lowered her head with a complicated expression and said nothing.

In fact, no one knew about the scene except her and the other party. She and Snape were once classmates from the same grade and the same academy.

But the relationship between the two of them was not very good, or to be more blunt, Mrs. Kent could even be regarded as a campus bully at the time, and she bullied Snape a lot.

But now, the sloppy snot sperm has become a world-famous potion master, but the ill-hearted and pretentious lady at the time has become in a state of decline.

Such a huge gap made Mrs. Kent unable to speak for nothing.

Snape, who gave Mrs. Kent's huge impact, was still sitting quietly on the sofa chair with a expressionless face, as if everything here was unpredictable to him, and he was just a bystander.

In fact, his heart was as calm as his expression. He didn't recognize Mrs. Kent at all. The other party was just an indifferent little character to him, and there was no need to remember it. It was just his instinctive move just now, because he had been secretly guarding against Mike.

It can be said that Mrs. Kent is completely self-indulgent.